The Girl He Knew Somewhere

Eleven

"So, what do you think?" Peter asked, strumming some tunes on his guitar, as him and Micky walked back to their house.

"It's good," Micky said, though it was obvious his mind was elsewhere! Peter sighed.

"Are you still thinking about that girl?"

Micky made a guilty face at his friend.

"I really can't get her out off my mind!" He confessed.

"Did you ever suss out as to where you might have seen her before?"

Micky shook his head. It really bothered him that he couldn't think where he'd seen Ashley before. Peter gave Micky a gentle shove.

"I'll race you back!"

Meanwhile, Ashley was sitting at the kitchen table listening to Mike and Davy tell her all about the different shows they had done in the past.

"Have you been doing any more shows since we last saw you play?" Davy asked.

"Oh, I did a couple, but not anything really special!" Ashley told him.

As Mike was about to say something the back door burst open and Peter ran in, cheering and waving his arms around!

"And the winner is Peter Tork! As always!"

Micky arrived, leaning against the door, hand on his chest, gasping for breath! Peter whooped and cheered only to turn and see Mike, Davy and Ashley sitting at the table.

"Uh....you didn't say we were expecting guests!" Peter said, suddenly putting his arms slowly back at his sides.

"Hi Peter!" Ashley smiled. She glanced over at Micky. "Are you okay?"

Micky laughed and waved his hand at her.

"I'm...good...thank...you!" He gasped.

Peter pulled Micky over to a chair and sat him on it. Micky calmed down and tried to act cool. He was trying to hide the sudden excitement he was feeling seeing Ashley sitting there.

"What brings you here?" He asked.

"Hmm? Oh, yes!" Ashley lifted her shoulder bag up from the floor and pulled something out.

"I forgot to give you your jacket back that night you took me home!" She handed it over to Micky. Micky took it.

"Oh, thank you!"

Both him and Ashley smiled at each other. Mike looked from one to the other, then made a sound in his throat!

"Listen, Ashley! Seeing as you are here, would you like to stay for tea? Davy has said he'd make his famous pasta for us!"

"I did?" Davy asked.

Ashley looked across at the clock on the wall!

"I am so sorry, but I can't! I have to be somewhere! In fact, I really have to go now! I really wish I could stay!"

She didn't see the sudden disappointed look that came over Micky, as she turned to grab her jacket from the back of the chair, but Peter did. He leaned closer to Micky.

"Ask her to come over again!" He whispered. Micky looked at Peter, who was nodding his head towards Ashley.

Micky looked over at Ashley, who was thanking Davy for the tea. He stood up and walked over to her.

"Are you doing anything tomorrow?"

Ashley shook her head.

"Well, if...if you are not doing anything, would...would..." Micky turned to Mike, his face pleading for help! Ashley raised an eyebrow. Mike nodded and put a hand on Micky's shoulder.

"What Micky is trying to say is would you like to spend the day with us tomorrow?"

"Oh!" Ashley looked surprised. "Urm, sure! That would be great!"

"Perfect!" Davy said! "Come over tomorrow morning! You are going to enjoy spending a day with us!"

"I'm sure I will!" Ashley agreed.

The boys walked with her to the door, waved goodbye, closed the front door, turned to each, then teased Micky with how he spoke to Ashley before!

"Hilarious, guys!" Micky mocked.