George-

I could tell Taylor was confused after I'd kissed her. Of course it was just a little tiny peck, but she kissed me, so why couldn't I kiss her? Of course she thought I was alseep when she did it to me and we were sitting on her bed when I did it to her, but still. I could tell she was thinking about it now as we sat in the library 'studying'. She was staring off into space and I was watching her every now and then, she didn't notice anyway.

"Watcha thinkin' 'bout?" I asked while I wrote something at random on my page. Taylor looked at me and blushed a little.

"Uh, nothin', why?" she asked biting her lip nervously. I smirked at her, and she blushed again.

"You just looked like you were thinking." I said shrugging as I looked at my text book. Taylor sighed and I narrowed my eyes at the math problem that was giving me a few issues. I knew Taylor couldn't even help me either. I worked out the probelm, it took a few minutes but I got it. I smiled to myself as I looked back up. Taylor was sitting there across from me staring at me. I cocked an eyebrow at her and she blushed once again. I did too, and I was forced to hide my face from her.

I smirked to myself suddenly. I had an idea. I stretched suddenly and moved my leg over to her side of the table. My shin rubbed against her leg and I felt her stiffen a bit. I looked at her and raised my eyebrows at her innocently. She looked back at her school work and I saw her whole face and ears turn bright red. I felt rather triumphant with that for some reason. I went back to my work and casually moved my leg against hers every now and then. Everytime she blushed and fidgetted in her seat.

I was forced to stop when a blonde girl sat down next to me. She was stunning. She looked just like Bridgett Bardot. I couldn't stop looking at her. She didn't notice me, which was a bit of a down side. The bigger downside was that Taylor did notice my staring, especially since it wasn't at her.

Taylor-

I couldn't believe it! George was teasing me again! Well he was until that stupid blonde sat down next to hiim. Now he's staring at her. I was rather happy with the way things had been going a few minutes ago, but now...

George seemed to notice my unhappy additude because forced himself to look away from her and got up.

"Let's go and get some lunch," he said quickly. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the library. I barely had any time to get my things together.

I decided it was my turn to tease him, "George," I said thinking up something dits to say to him, "How do you thik this shirt looks on me?" I asked tightening it around my waist a little. It wa already a bit tight and George looked me over once before clearing his throat.

"W-What?" he asked frowning, "I looked fine. Why?" I sighed and tried not to feel a bit dicouraged by his answer.

"No reason," I mumbled. He looked at me and frowned slightly. He suddenly squeezed my hand before moving his fingers between mine. I held back the gasp I felt suface as I looked down at our tangled fingers. He never held my hand like that before. I bit my lip and tried not to smile.

No, you're mad at him remember? He has a crush on the blond in the library. I thought sternly. I couldn't stay mad at George though. He was just too nice and sweet and funny and...OK...Gotta stop doing that.

I took a deep breath as we walked into the dining room and sat down. We were sitting somewhere in the middle and we were talking and laughing like we normally did when the blond bardot chick sat down across from us. I'd finally forgotten about her, and now here she was again and George was looking at her again. I was jealous to say the least. Who was she? What made her think she could take my best friend jus because she was pretty? I looked at her for a second.

She was, unfortunaitely, very pretty. She was stunning, and I could really see why George liked her. But she had the same color hair as me, and she had the same color eyes as me and we were around the same height. She had nothing on me. The only thing I had that she didn't was freckles and I officially hated my freckles. Another thing I had that she didn't was George, which I was being rather smug about. That is until she started to talk to us.

George wasn't one to talk a lot. He rarely taled to anyone other than me unless it was John, Paul, Ringo, or Midnight. I knew he wouldn't say anything to her, os when she asked for our names I sighed.

"I'm Taylor and this is-"

"I'm George," My mouth dropped open when he spoke to her. She smiled at him and then shot me a smirk. My mouth dropped open, but George didn't notice.

"I'm Drew." she said triwling her blond hair with her finger. I really wanted to smack her, but I restrained myself. I swear I've never hated anyone in my life before, and right now I hated this Drew person. It was all because George, my best friend was now flirting with her. I felt like crying. Sure me and George were only friends, but I thought for a minute that maybe he liked me lke I liked him. I was clearly wrong on that since George was making the stupid blond giggle as he flirted as hard as he could.

I wondered if he'd notice me getting up and leaving. I decided to try that out and stood up. George didn't even look at me. Drew laughed obnoxiously and glanced at me before I turned and walked away.

Well that was fun.

I ran into John as I walked back to my dorm room. He took my hand and tugged me silently into his dorm room.

"John what're you doing?" I asked gently. I was sensitive and I didn't want to make him upset. Or angry.

"Paul says there's a new blond bird called Drew around here and we wanna know if you can help us find her." he said. I looked at Paul who was sitting on his bed nodding vigorously. I sighed and looked at my feet.

"Guys, I would, but George has his eye on her." I said, knowing George would really hate me if I let John and Paul get to the stupid blond he liked before he even had a chance.

"No, George like y-"

"Shut up Paul!" John said quickly, "We promised mot to tell!" paul sighed and noded while I became confused.

"Anyway, if you guys wanna talk to her, you're gonna have to find her yourself." I said sadly, "I'm exactly sure George knows I exsist anymore."

"Sure he does!" Paul said, "He doesn't shut up about you! You're his best friend!"

"Yeah, but he's so taken with this chick, he's practically ignoring me!" I said becoming unbarably upset, "Guys, This chick's stealing him away from me!"

John and Paul shared a glance and I knew they were concocting a plan to get me George back. I instantly shook my head.

"No," I said quickly, "What ever you're thinking, I don't want a part of it!"

"But I thought you liked George!" John said, "I thought you wanted your best friend back!"

"I do!" I said loudly, "But if I interfere with George's feeling for Drew then he'll really hate me. THen he won't have the girl he likes and I won't have my best friend anymore."

John and Paul both sighed before they both jumped at me and forced me out the door and back to the dining room. This could not be good...