what up!? So I've made this rotation with m stories. I'll update this everyday, hopefully until it's finished and alternate between Hello, Little Girl and Something in the way she moves. That's two stories a day just to clear up the confusion if there is any.

Also, Starkiller thank you for your Cameo request. You will be Starkiller or Holly (She's called both)

AND, This isn't exactly accurate to what the Beatles did in India. I'm not going into the meditation and all the shiz that they got into and stuff.

George and Leslie walked around the local area and both of them were in endless amazement. Everything was so much brighter than usual. The grass and leaves were greener and the sky seemed bluer. The people wore bright clothes and George and Leslie couldn't get enough of it. That was one of the reasons they got on so well. They seemed to have a lot in common.

They came to a lovely little pond with tall grass and the most beautiful white swans. Leslie thought she could just stand there and watch them all day. She sighed and closed her eyes, soaking in the warmth of the sunlight and the smell of the water and the grass. She wavered a bit and stumbled in the slightly muddy shore. George took her arm and steadied her.

"Careful, Les." he said. She laughed and leaned against him.

"I need a hug," she said suddenly. George laughed and hugged her in a bone crushing hug, "Thanks." she said. He smiled and gave her shoulder a playful shove.

"No problem," he said, "That's what I'm here for!" Leslie laughed and George glanced behind her shoulder to a little market place. He grinned and grabbed her hand.

"What this over here?" he asked tugging her over to it. She giggled as they sprinted over to the place. It was really loud in the market and it made George and Leslie a bit jittery and excited. It was also very crowded and george kept a tight hold on Leslie's hand. It wasn't incase she got lost, she wasn't a child after all, but it was in case he got lost in the massive crowd.

There were somewhere between twenty and thirty kiosks on either side of them selling fish, bright clothes and scarves, Jewelry, and some exotic fruits. George walked up to a kiosk with clothes and bought some for the heck of it. Leslie got herself a light blue scarf with gold swirls around the edges. She also got a necklace with a gold swan pendant on a gold chain. George helped her put it on before he felt his stomach growl. He knew he would have heard it too if it wasn't so loud where they were standing. He took Leslie's hand again and he pulled her over to a cart with all the fruit.

"What's that?" Leslie asked picking up an orange sort of fruit. George shrugged and took it from her.

"It is a Garcinia," the man running the kiosk said, "Try it." George and Leslie tried the citrus-y fruit and twisted their faces. The man laughed and shook his head.

"It's sour!" Leslie said laughing and coughing a little. George giggled and the man nodded.

"Yes. It is used for spices." the man said. He reached over to a basket nearby and handed them a fruit that was green with stripes like a watermelon but it was the size close to a lemon, "Try this one. It is sweeter."

George and Leslie tried the fruit and liked it very much, "What is this?" George asked taking another taste.

"It is an Amla from the Amalaki tree." the nam said.

"Well we definitely need some more." George said. Leslie nodded and chuckled.

"Yep, because Emily's going to try this whether she really wants to or not." Leslie said. George nodded and giggled before he bought some of the Amla. Leslie also begged his to get Mangos and pomegranates because Emily liked Mangos and she liked Pomegranates. So George got those. They also ended up trying some fresh cooked fish and found that very tasty. George had eaten alot of fish in his life and he never had any so good.

After that, George and Leslie were just walking around jabbering about random stuff when A girl running down the street crashed right into George. She cursed loudly and George dusted himself off and offered a hand to her.

"Sorry, love," he said, "Didn't see you there." She looked at him and smiled. She looked vaguely familiar to George, but he couldn't put his finger on who she was.

"No, I wasn't watching where I was going, George." she said smiling brightly. She took his hand and he pulled her off the ground.

"I'm sorry, but have we met somewhere?" George asked scratching the back of his head. The girl laughed and nodded.

"Yep we met in Florida last summer," she said, "I was there with some friends."

"Right!" George said remembering the girls that they had given autographs to on the beach. He just couldn't remember which she was, "Remind me of your name?"

She nodded and giggled, "Um well I said my name was Starkiller." she said blushing. George remembered Ringo getting a bit nervous when she said her name.

"Ah! But you're the one who didn't like your name!" George said remembering now, "You're Holly right?" She smiled and nodded.

"I'm surprised you remembered it." she said, "But anyway, I should go. My Mother's waiting for me."

"Oh well, we could walk with you." Leslie said being friendly. Holly laughed and shrugged.

"So what brings you to India?" George asked, striking up conversation. Holly smiled.

"I live here." she said. George was surprised at that. He never in a million years would have guessed it, "My Dad lives in Florida and I went to visit him last summer. I could ask you the same question though Mr. Harrison."

"Vacation." George shrugged, "We're all here."

"Are you still with Emily then?" Holly asked with a wary look at Leslie.

George nodded, "Yep she's my fiancee now." he said beaming, "This is her little sister, Leslie." he said.

"I'm not little, Geo," Leslie grumbled slightly. George laughed and rolled his eyes. Holly giggled.

"We got here this morning." George went on, "But I never would have thought that you lived here."

"Yep," Holly giggled, "Well I haven't lived here that long. My mother is a sort of adventurer I guess you'd put it and she couldn't resist coming here." George nodded as they came to a little house that was on the beach. It was sitting on stilts and George found that interesting. Holly invited them inside and Leslie gasped at all the artifacts and paintings and relics and whatever else Holly and her mother had picked up along their lives. They were everywhere and Leslie was mesmerized by it.

"Mom!" Holly yelled. A woman with brown hair and green eyes walked in. She was in her late thirties and she had a massive smile on her face.

"What is it Holly?" she said. She saw George and Leslie and smiled, "Oh who're you friends?"

"Um this is George and Leslie." she said, "He's in the band I talk about."

"And is this pretty young lady his girlfriend?" Holly's mother asked. George's eyes widened and he felt a bit awkward suddenly.

"No!" Leslie said quickly, "He's my sister's boyfriend actually. He's like my big brother more than anything." George blushed a little and Holly giggled.

"OK, Um, Les we better get going." George said biting his lip, "Emily's probably wondering what's taking so long." Leslie nodded.

"Oh, George, would you and the rest of your group like to come back for dinner?" Holly asked grabbing his arm Gently, "It would be really fun, and we could go to the beach or something too. Have a big bonfire and stuff." George smiled widely and nodded.

"Yeah!" Leslie said getting a bit excited, "That could be brilliant!" Holly smiled at her and nodded.

"OK, so I'll see you guys later tonight then." she said as George and Leslie started on their way. George waved and then he and Leslie had a race to see who could get to the hotel faster. Such Children they could be. But, if you couldn't be a child while you're on Vacation then where could you be a child?