"Wake up, Audrey! Wake up, Ringo!" I heard a voice holler. There was movement on the bed and I grumbled. I peeked through my eyes to see John jumping up and down on the mattress. "Guess what? Guess what? Guess WHAT?" John yelled excitedly.
"You found Santa Claus?" I muttered,
"What is it, John?" Ringo winced at the unwelcoming light.
"Look at this!" He thrust a newspaper into Richard's hands. Ringo opened it up and looked at the top ten lists. Sure enough, right at the top of it was 'With the Beatles', their second album.
"Oh, my God! You guys, that's fantastic." I got up and threw my arms around John, whose face immediately turned beet red. Then I turned and gave Ringo a kiss before running out to congratulate the others. "PAULIE!" I screamed, jumping on the surprised Liverpudlian at the table. "Congratulations, little buddy!" I screamed in his ear.
"Thanks, Audrey." Paul chuckled, returning the hug.
"Where's the little one?" I asked, referring to the last of the Beatles.
"He's in the kitchen, if I'm not mistaken." I ran towards the small cooking area and pushed open the door.
"Georgey!" I yelled.
"Audrey!" He yelled back. I jumped on top of him and wrapped my arms around his neck, embracing him in a bear-hug.
"Great job! Not even out for a day and it's already #1 on the charts!" I smiled. "And your first composition is on it!"
"Aww, thank you, Audrey." He laughed pushing me off of him. "I couldn't have done it if it weren't for the others, though." I gave him a thumbs-up and ran to the bathroom to get dressed.
After I got dressed in my black strapless dress, Ringo was still sitting on the bed, reading his comic book. I decided to mess with him a little. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body, like I had just gotten out of the shower. I shook my hair a little so it looked messy. "So, Richie, wanna celebrate?" I asked him in a seductive tone.
Ringo looked up and blushed, looking down at the book again. I sauntered over to the bed and set the book on the table. He looked at me, again and gulped. I pulled him up and pressed my lips against his. His hands cupped my face and I felt him move one down onto my waist. I pulled away and started to open up the towel. His eyes were filled with anticipation. I dropped the cloth around my feet and his eyes narrowed.
"You tease!" He picked me up by the waist and threw me over his shoulder, walking out the door. "Oi, fellas, what are we doing today?" He dropped me on the couch. I laughed at his frustration.
"Nice tent, Ringo." John smirked as he jumped on the sofa next to me. I looked down at Ringo's pants. Oh, God. Ringo blushed and ran into the bathroom trying to calm down.
"Why'd you do that?" I asked John.
"It's funny as hell." John replied. I just pushed his shoulder, playfully. The other boys came to the couch as well. Brian walked into the room, glaring at me as he walked to the couch. He wasn't too fond of me staying with the guys.
"Well, boys, I just got off the phone with a film producer. He wants you four to star in a comedy film." Brian announced as Ringo walked back into the room.
"Ah, Ringo, nice of you to come back." John smirked.
"Shut up, John." Ringo spat. "A film? That would be great! Could Audrey be in it, too?" I should've protested but Brian had already answered his question.
"She can be an extra but she can't be seen with you lot. Alright? It's way too dangerous."
"Ah yeah, those birds can get pretty crazy. Don't want dear, old Audrey getting' 'urt, now, do we?" Paul winked at me.
I chuckled but Brian didn't find it funny. "I wasn't talking about her safety. It'll ruin your image. It already hurts us enough that John is married." I gave John a disgusted look. He had come on to me and he had a wife? I really didn't know anything about the Beatles. John just gave me a look as if to say, 'I'm married. So sue me.' He shrugged. I just turned my head away.
"We shall start filming later this week. Better study these scripts."Brian dropped 4 packets onto the table. He gave us a little wave as he left the room.
" 'A Hard Day's Night'… oh hey, this was the song that we wrote a while ago! You remember, John? It was after that long day of recording for 'Please Please Me' and Ringo said, 'Well, it's been a hard day's…night?'"Paul nodded his head, humming the tune under his breath.
"It's been a hard day's night and I've been working like a dog." George sang. The guys sang along. I grabbed Ringo's script and flipped through it. A lot of the pages said, 'Insert song here'
"Guys, you better start writing some songs." I told them.
"What in the bloody hell are you talking about? We just released an album!" John yelled. I took his script and showed him what I was looking at. "Oh, bugger." He rubbed his eyes. The fellas took their scripts and went their separate ways attempting to write lyrics to go along with the dialogue.
"Audrey, come here for a second, would you?" Ringo asked. I followed him and he tried to give me some money. "Go out and buy yourself some clothes. This part will be really boring to you. Go shopping!" He put the money in my hands.
I gave it back. "I don't care too much for money."
"Why not?"
"Money doesn't bring happiness. My father used to try to buy my happiness but I always, money can't buy me love." Paul's head shot up from the desk.
"Audrey, you did it again!" I just glanced at him.
"What?"
"That's a brilliant song, right there!" Paul immediately wrote down what I had said and began to write lyrics. I started giggling and Ringo gave up.
"Here, let me read it with you. I'll try to help." I took Ringo's script and we laid down on the bed together, hand-in-hand, reading the script of the Beatles' first full-length feature film, A Hard Day's Night.
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