A/N: Here it is, chapter three of "Dear Prudence". Have fun reading!
Four hours later, Prudence was dressed in a short-sleeved gray below-the-knee dress, and she was wearing white stockings, and black pumps to match. Her hair was neatly combed, and, according to her, she looked quite all right.
She walked out of her room, and walked down the staircase to have dinner in the dining room with her parents, little brother, The Beatles, and Mr. Epstein.
She usually sits beside Peyton, but tonight she sat between John and George. She ate dinner quietly and shyly. She was afraid that she would do something silly and the boys would laugh at her.
"Where is Cynthia, John?" asked Mrs. Lester after John was talking to her about his wife, Cynthia.
"Oh, erm, she wanted to stay at home and take care of little Julian," John answered politely with his charming Liverpudlian accent.
"Is he your son?" she asked him again.
"Yes," he nodded his head. "Would you like to see a portrait of him, Madame?"
"Oh, yes, please, John."
He pulled out his wallet from his pocket, and pulled out a small portrait of his baby son, Julian. He showed it to Mrs. Lester, and she observed the portrait.
"Oh, what an adorable baby he is!" she remarked. "He looks just like Cynthia!"
"Thank you, ma'am," he thanked her and put the picture back inside his wallet.
Prudence took a meaningful sip of her drink. George was talking to her because he was lonely—and he also knew that Prudence was just as lonely as he was.
"How was school, Prudence?" he asked her.
She looked at him with shy eyes as she set the glass upon the table.
"It was all right," she said. "Rather boring, though."
He chuckled. "Your father told me that you're an excellent student," he said.
"Perhaps, I am," she said shyly and pushed her hair behind her ear. A wide smile crept to her face, and she bit her lower lip. She couldn't believe that she was having a conversation with George Harrison! She found it fun talking to him. And he really did look more handsome face-to-face than in a portrait.
"You're an excellent guitarist, George!" she said to him excitedly. "Your guitar playing is just wonderful! Would you like to show me a few tricks during the filming of the movie?"
"Thank you, dear Prudence," he thanked her. "Oh, sure! Of course!"
She gave a little punch on his arm. "Keep up the good work, lad!" she said to him.
"I will, love," he said with a handsome smile and wink on his face.
Prudence wanted to talk to John, but she didn't have the guts to speak a word to him. She would always secretly look at him, and he didn't notice that she was looking at him because he was busy talking with Mr. Lester, Brian, Paul, and Ringo. And she began to feel lonely again, so she talked to George.
"I'm glad that you're talking to me again," he said with a relieved sigh. "I was starting to feel lonely."
"I feel your pain, George," she said to him while holding his shoulder. They were close friends already and they started to tell each other silly jokes.
A/N: This chapter is quite short, don't you think so, readers? Well, it's because I don't know what else to put in this chapter. Go to the next chapter to read what will happen next. Thanks for reading, beloved readers! Oh and please review :D