here goes nothing...presenting the second chapter of "Lucy." let me know what you think, all ideas and constructive criticisms are greatly appreciated! Enjoy the story, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!

It was a pretty ordinary day for Lucy Martin. She woke up, went to school, and was now on her was to Abbey Road Studios, which had become a second home to her in the past few years. It was a crisp autumn afternoon, and as she walked, Lucy pulled her coat closer to herself and began to reflect on her day. Georgia had been sick today, poor dear, and Lucy had missed her terribly. She loved Bill and James, but they could be a bit much without Georgia to calm them down. Chris didn't go to their school anymore. He had graduated last year and was in college. Lucy grinned at the thought of Chris. He was funny, charming, and one heck of a bass player. She had always fancied him. Georgia was the only person who knew. Bill and James weren't exactly what you would call romantics.

Lucy laughed at the prospect of Bill and James pondering love life. Although Lucy could be quite a joker, they were definitely her comic relief. Lucy walked faster as she saw the studio come into view. She scampered up the steps and swung the door open. She breathed in the scent of guitars and cigarettes. She loved everything about the studios, from the smell to the peeling paint on the walls. She smiled as she entered her father's office, tossing her bag on a chair. He wasn't there, but she didn't expect him to be. He spent most of his time with the musicians in the recording booth. She took some school books and a pencil out of her bag, planning to get some homework done before she left. She looked around, and saw a note her father had left on his desk. It read:

Lucy,

I'm in studio 5 if you need me. Checking out a new band.

xox,

Daddy

Lucy scrunched her eyebrows together. A new band? He had just said the other night that bands and "guitar groups" were going out. She shrugged her shoulders and headed to studio 5. Maybe this band was worth listening to. However, when she got to the recording booth, her father wasn't there. The only people she saw were 4 rather scruffy looking young men, each with the same, peculiar haircut. She quietly entered and set her books down on the desk. She looked up. They hadn't noticed her yet. She had to admit, they were pretty attractive from what she could see, especially the bass player. He was left-handed! Lucy, being left-handed herself found this very interesting. Another left-handed guitar player! It would be cool to play with him, and maybe learn a few tricks.

Lucy hesitated as she pushed the button that allowed her to communicate with the musicians. "Hello." she said, smiling. They jumped at the sound of her voice, and turned around quickly. "Who are you supposed to be?" asked one with a thick Liverpullian accent. "I'm Lucy." she replied cooly.

"Now, what's a bird like you doin' in a dump like this?" he asked, a cheeky grin plastered on his face.

"I'm George Martin's daughter. He's the man who's watching your tryout."

"Oh." he said, looking unsure of what to say next.

"Who are you?" Lucy asked before he could say more.

"I'm John, John Lennon."

"Nice to meet you John. Who are your friends?"

"Well this is-" he started saying, but he was cut of by the bass player.

"Hey, we can speak for ourselves you know," he said, giving Lucy a wink. She blushed deeply. She wasn't used to that kind of attention.

"I'm James McCartney, but you can call me Paul."

"Now how does one get from the name James to Paul?" asked Lucy, an eyebrow raised.

"It's my middle name," he replied.

"I see…who are the rest of you?"

"I'm George Harrison" said the one with bushy eyebrows. He seemed quite shy, and Lucy found it rather cute.

"I'm Ringo Starr" said the one with a largish nose.

"Ringo?" laughed Lucy. "How on earth did you come up with that?"

"Well, me real name's Richard Starkey, and people started calling me Ringo after the rings on me fingers. Then I figured, why not change me last name too?"

"Very interesting…" said Lucy smiling warmly. She barely noticed when her father came in a placed his hand on her shoulder.

"I see you've met the boys." he said.

"Oh, yeah. They're great!"

"I hope they're not too great" he said eying her suspiciously.

"Really dad? Honestly sometimes you can be sooo immature!" she giggled.

"Alright, alright." he said smiling. The man couldn't be strict if his life depended on it! That was her mother's job after all. "Don't you dare lay a finger on her." Mr. Martin spoke into the microphone. John threw his hands up innocently and Lucy rolled her eyes.

"I suggest you start on your homework young lady." said Lucy's father.

"But Dad, I want to listen!"

"I'll bring you a tape, alright?" Lucy glared at him. "Please?"

"Oh, fine." she sighed, giving in. Pressing the button down once more she said "It was nice meeting you guys. I'll be sure to see you later." she smiled and Paul grinned right back at her. She looked down and gathered her things quickly. Was he interested in her? No…impossible, she thought immediately pushing the thought out of her mind. She left the booth and headed back to her father's office. 'Beatles'…where had she heard that name before?