beatle imagines

next plane to london

Hello, all. Im still alive, bitches!! I've moved house. Onto the story at hand 

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Name:  Catherine Penelope Pooley 

Year: 1964

Relationship: assistant to Brian

Beatle: All the boys

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"So, we arrive at J.F.K Airport at 1:20. Everyone has there bags and belongings." She smiles, listing her duties off. 

"Yes, Cath. What would we do without you." Paul smiled, laying upside down in his seat. 

"Yeah, Cathy. You are a lifesaver." John pecks her cheek, going into plane bathroom.

Cathy rolls her eyes, sitting back down in her seat. She rests her head on Ringo's shoulder. 

"You know i signed on this job to be Brian's assistant. Not everyone's assistant." She sighed, falling asleep.

"I seem to be the only one to understand that." George mumbles, not looking up from his comic. 

"You can't go to sleep." Ringo pulls her up. 

"But I'm exhausted. You all drive me to drink. Your the world's most expensive headache." She groans, rubbing her forehead.

"Hey, we are not headaches. We are nuisances." John smiles, proudly.

"Still, I don't have a life because of you four and you don't even pay me for my services." Cath grumbles, getting up and pacing the plane.

"I pay you but your my assistant, so as i should." Brian says, reading his newspaper. 

"Lets just not argue." George mediates, putting his comic down. 

"Yeah, lets. I'm getting some shut eye before I show the world my fabulous face." John jokes, pulling a face.

"Lovely." Cath grimaces, pulling her jacket around her. 

"You all are so boring." Paul groans, laying down on his seat. 

John pelts a pillow at Paul's face. 

"You did not just do that John." Cath gasps, ducking for cover. 

Paul soon stands up and throws the pillow back at John. 

A pillow fight soon ensues. Cath moves as far away as possible. 

"This in-flight announcement is brought on by an innate wisdom to tell you boys we are almost close to landing, if they could please refrain from throwing pillows. Now please grab all your belongings and make way for the plane hatch." Brian somehow snuck away into the cockpit, issuing a special message to the boys.

Cathy stands in the corner giggling. How she knew he found the time to sneak away was rather clever. 

"Lets go boys. Pack it in." Cath enunciates in her best Liverpudlian English.

They all soon filed in. John saluted Miss Pooley.

"Ready and at your service, Miss Pooley." John cracks a grin. 

"You ready, boys?" Brian asks, stepping in front. 

"Ready as will ever be, Eppy." Paul smiles, standing next to Cath.

Brian motions for the flight attendant to open the hatch. 

Soon Catherine's ears almost exploded. Lord, who knew anyone could've predicted a crowd of this magnitude. She breathed in and stood straight, Brian right behind her. 

"Didn't think the America's loved us this much." John whispers to her. 

"I didn't think either. Thought it'd be much smaller." She smiles, all of them waving out at the crowd.

Cath was in for it. The biggest most exciting, enthralling adventure of her life.

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A/N  

Hey, everybody. Haven't been on in a fat minute. Hope all is well in your lives. Been a bit wild and crazy for me. So many twists and turns. But none to crazy I've ended up dead. Hope you enjoyed. Not one of my best but there's been a funk cast over me. But cheers everybody and see you next chapter in any one of my books.