“I’ll get it!” I shouted to Dad. “Hello?”
“Hey its me” Abby said.
“Oh not you again” I said. I heard Abby laugh at the other end. I sat on the floor with the handset and talked and talked to Abby, as we usually do. After some time Abby steered the conversation to the Casbah and the four guys.
“Those guys were cute weren’t they though?”
“Mmmm delicious” I said and we laughed so hard that Dad told me to keep it down.
“I swear you girls are joined at the hip y’know, you’ve seen eachother all day at school and then you have to talk on the phone? It’s a wonder you still have anything left to talk about.” He said from the kitchen. I simply rolled my eyes and carried on talking to Abby.
“So Casbah tomorrow” she said.
“Yes?”
“We have to play it cool we don’t wanna come across as two desperate school girls.”
“Got it. We are the queens of cool” I giggled. “But what do I say if Paul talks to me again?”
“When he talks to you again you mean. I bet he likes you.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Oh on the contrary my friend, I beg to differ.”
“Oh?” I asked, intrigued.
“He started the conversation yes?”
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You Really Got A Hold On Me
Fanfiction17 year old Michelle Leerick is a shy, ordinary girl who can't figure out why teddyboy and gorgeous guy Paul McCartney likes her. Her best friend Abby also starts to fall for a guy - the sharp witted John Lennon. Seeing the two guys by mere coincide...
