A/N: Woooo. Listening to Taxman, And I must say, Revolver is my favorite album. C: Next chapter is in Chesney's point of veiw.

I looked under the blue floral bed that I had been sleeping in since that day me and Chesney suddenly arrived her. And you know, we haven't really questioned anything yet. But now, I'm feeling weird. Seeing that we weren't in the right year. It seemed too perfect to possibly be real. Under the bed I pulled out a little shoe box. There were some really nice sandals in there. "Oh boy! How did I get so lucky?" I chirped happily to myself. I slipped them on and carefully fastened the straps. "little black sandals match everything." I said. Of course I was only wearing a black tank top and a black skirt. The white little coin purse I had to carry around didn't match very well. But I was dealing with it.

"Hey~" I heard Kayla's voice ring out.

"Hm?" I turned around. Did she just...come into my house? Well, I didn't even know it was my house. But It wasn't hers, I can tell you that! Apparently she stopped cutting her hair recently, because It almost reached her shoulders. Chesney bursted though the door after Kayla. She had the widest grin ever stuck on her cheeky little face.

"George Harrison held my hand today." She said, in a sing-song voice. She clapped her hands together and Kayla rolled her eyes.

"Come on, meeting the Beatles isn't THAT big of a deal. And if you keep talking about it people wil flip out and It's fangirl central." Kayla chimed in. I stood up and brushed off my skirt.

"Uhm yeah, what she said."

They both gave me a look. "Like you don't totally crush on Paul big time. We ALL know you're utterly obsessed." Chesney said, Kayla nodding in agreement.

I blushed a little. It WAS true. I really liked Paul McCartney! But...Whatever. We walked out of the house to find Paul and Ringo and some other girl standing there. I nudged paul. "Who is that?" I asked, whispering.

He grinned and leaned close to my face. "It's Ringo's girlfriend, hun." I felt my face tingle. He was so cute. Why is it just hitting me now that we were standing with the actual Beatles? This was way too weird. His Hazel eyes sure were a very pretty sight to look at..."Harmony?" Paul asked. I realized I was inching closer to his face.

"Oh, wow, I'm so sorry Paul!" I turned beet red and Chesney was laughing.

"Well anyway..." Ringos girlfriend spoke up. "I'm Raeann. Nice to meet you." She continued.

We all nodded. "Oh, hey, wait here, I forgot something." I reached into my pocket to get the key. "Uhm...I left it inside. My key, I mean. Chesney?"

Chesney glanced at me. "I asked Kayla to hold it." Big mistake.

"Oh...Oopsie..." Kayla Said. Paul grabbed my hand.

"You can stay with us~" He rang out happily. Chesney smiled and winked.

" Uh... ewhhhh...I dunno...I guess so, until we find that other key." Chesney grinned, looking pleased. She had one thing on her mind: George.

Paul smiled too, but I had a weird feeling...