Some have singing birds on their windowsill, others have singing Beatles

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John, Paul, George, and Ringo snuck out. Brian was fumbling with paperwork and didn't even notice they left. They hid themselves well and had not been chased by a single screaming girl. They snuck over to a neighborhood about three blocks away. And there was the first house, with a beautiful garden of pink, purple, and blue gardenias. John pointed at the window with pink curtains. He could see about five Beatle posters through the pale pink curtains. "This is the one. There's the bird." They could see a silhouette on the far left reading a book. There was even a faint sound of the album they recently recorded, "Beatles For Sale" The last song, "Everybody's Trying To Be My Baby" played. They crept up and ducked down so she couldn't see them. "Would you like to do the honors, Ringo? After all, you're the oldest." 

"I'd be proud to, John." Ringo tapped on the door to the first seven words of "All My Loving".

"Now Paul, sing it." John told him. Paul nodded. and crouched up. The silhouette hopped up and was about to put on a new record until she heard the tapping. She set the record on the table, hopped back up on her bed, and pulled the curtain and saw none other than Paul. Paul started singing, and she started screaming.

"Close your eyes, and I'll kiss you, tomorrow I'll miss you..." The girl ran out of the room, probably to catch them outside, no doubt.

"RUN FOR IT!!!" George screamed. They ran to the side of the house, hoping the girl wouldn't see. They carefully peeked over, trying not to show their four infamous mop tops. She raced outside, turned her head left, she turned her head right. They started to quietly giggle over the confused (and partially upset) girl that walked back inside.

"Let's do it again!" John whispered, pointing to the house next door. Paul was enthusiastic to do so. George went along with them, but Ringo was reluctant.

"I don't know..." John started to nudge Ringo with his elbow.

"C'mon, Ringo." John urged.

"No wonder my grandfather said you needed to live. Get some action!" Paul urged as well.

"Fine, but just for the record, when Brian finds out, I was the reluctant one." They crept over to the next house, looking for a window of a girl with Beatlemania. George pointed to a window. This time with light jade curtains and not just Beatles, but other British Invasion bands posters. Herman's Hermits, Dave Clark Five, Animals, and so many more. They could faintly hear "I Saw Her Standing There" from their first album, "Please Please Me".

"That bird can really dance." Paul pointed out staring at the silhouette of the girl dancing and twisting her hips as if she was at a sock hop. He tapped to the rhythm on the window. The girl twisted her hips over to the window

"George, you want to take this one?" Ringo said, joining in the fun again. George nodded his mop top and raised his head up. The girl opened the window and started to scream.

"Listen, do you want to know a secret? Do you promise not to tell?..." George started singing. She kept on screaming, they were scared she would break the window. They ran off, doing multiple songs at multiple houses, and enjoying every minute of it. Until they ran into three police men.

" 'Ello, sirs." The four started to walk off casually until the first one grabbed John's arm, the second one Paul's, and the third one grabbed George and Ringo.

"And what might you four be doin'?"

"We just so happen to be walking, if you must know." John said, courageously . "Now if you'll excuse us."

"Wait just a minute. Walking to where?" 

Ringo thought they needed to tell the truth. "Well, we just so happen to be The Beatles and we were knocking on girl's windows and singing to them." George put his open hand to his face, shaking his head. You could hear John muttering something under his breath.

"Ringo! Why did you-" 

"Well, I thought we should have told the truth."

"You're comin' with us, you four." The police men dragged them along as if they were five. John started muttering under his breath again. They all knew Brian was going to freak.

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