YAY! Chapter two! So you guys, I'm likin' this so far! I know there wasn't a lot of Ringo in the last chapter, and I'm tellin' you now, there's not a lot of him in this one either. BUT! I swear he will be in soon! He's kind of the Main Beatle here! He has to be in it eventually. Anyway, Enjoy please! OH! And Review!
The next evening John, Paul, and George made it to the Cavern Club and set up what they could before the show. Kristy got there a few minutes later and she set up her drum kit before she tapped out a few random beats. As people started to floor in to see them play, John and Paul went to get some drinks. George was going over a few of the songs he usually screwed up. Kristy wasn't sure what to do. She looked at George and decided not to bother him. John and Paul were both talking to some sleazy looking girls so Kristy decided to go outside and wait until the gig started.
She leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. It was a bit smokey out there from all the people standing in line to get in smoking. She didn't smoke very often, but she did sometimes when everyone around her was. It wasn't a habit or anything, but she didn't hate the smell or the smoke. She looked at her feet and wondered if she dressed funny to the three Beatles she'd met.
She was wearing a purple short sleeved flowered shirt that was a tad too short and a tiny bit too tight. It was a V neck and she wasn't really wearing anything under it. She was wearing a pair of jeans that were also a tad too tight on her legs with a pair of her older brother's old Chuck Taylors. She had her wavy hair up in a ponytail just to get it our of her face and she was wearing a minimal amount of make-up. She looked nothing like the girls that seemed to follow the group around did. She didn't mind it much, because it meant she didn't have to worry about unwanted attention, like from John. He seemed a bit sleazy to her. George seemed nice, but he seemed took shy and quiet for her. Paul was clearly a player and he didn't seem to show any interest in her when they met at George's house, so she wasn't worried about him messing with her.
Suddenly, George walked outside and smiled at her, "We're about to start, Kristy." he said quickly. She nodded and followed his inside. It was easy for her to get to the bandstand, but not so much for George. He was being surrounded by hoards of girls. John and Paul laughed at him from backstage and Kristy looked out at George was struggling a little. She sighed and hopped down from the stage and she got to the middle of the crowd where George was. She grabbed his hand and pulled him through the girls and up to the bandstand.
"Sorry, Kristy." George said straightening his clothes. She shrugged and took her place behind her drum kit as the other three boys followed her. They took their places and most of the crowd cheered loudly for them. The other part was wondering why there was girl behind the drums.
"Hello!" John said waving to the crowd, "First off we'd like to thank Kristy here, for filling in for poor Ringo. He's gone and got himself sick! But don't worry, he'll be better soon!" After that they jumped in to the first song. Kristy felt amazing as she hit out beat after beat. She'd never really performed like this before and the crowd really seemed to like the show.
When it was over the boys bowed and Kristy felt a bit dumb since she was the only one who didn't. They walked off stage and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads and John said he was buying everyone a drink. Kristy wasn't sure how she was gonna tell John she wasn't old enough to legally drink as they walked up to the bar.
John handed her a beer, but she just set it down on the counter. John cocked an eyebrow at her and she raised her eyebrows.
"What?" she asked pulling her shirt down over her stomach, that in her opinion was a bit too flat, and bent down to re-tie her shoe.
"Nothin'," John mumbled, "You don't drink?" Kristy shrugged and stood back up.
"Not really," she said, "Why?" George made a face.
"How old are you?" he asked narrowing his eyes. Kristy sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Aren't these questions you're supposed to ask before you give me the job?" she asked smirking. George shrugged.
"We were just looking for a good drummer in a hurry," he said taking a long drink of his beer.
"I'm sixteen if you must know," Kristy said biting her lip. George choked a little and set down his cup, "Does that surprise you?"
"Yeah a little." George coughed. Kristy cocked an eyebrow at him and Paul laughed.
"You look a little young," Paul said, "But we thought 18 or 19 in the least." Kristy's shoulders slumped and she made a face at him.
"Why?" She asked.
"Well we tease Georgie about being younger and he's 19." John smirked as George shot him a glare.
"So how old are you two?" Kristy asked making a face at them.
"I'm 22 and Paulie's 20." Kristy's eyebrows shot up and she took a deep breath.
"Well I didn't know you were that much older." she said, "You don't look it. Especially you Paul." Paul made a face and John and George laughed.
"Well you look at least 18," George said waggling his eyebrows at her. She laughed and rolled her eyes.
"So do I get to meet your actual drummer sometime?" She asked leaning against the bar. John shrugged and Paul and George shared a funny look.
"Sure you could if you like." John said, "But like I said before, he's sick."
"So? I'll make him soup or somethin'?" She said laughing at childish that sounded even to herself. John and Paul laughed at her and George tried hard not to, but he couldn't help it, "Oh well I couldn't just show up with nothing! I never met the guy!"
John and Paul kept laughing and Kristy giggled and shook her head at them. George put his hand on her shoulder and he giggled.
"I don't think he'll care, Kristy." he said smirking.
"Well I'm still making him something," She mumbled. George laughed again and then the three boys were kind enough to give her a ride home. They said they be back tomorrow to take her to see Ringo.
