(George)
John, Ringo, and I were going to hang out at Paul's later, but I went early. As I walked towards Paul's home, I seen Charlette sitting on a swing on the porch of the house exactly across the street. At first I was hoping she wouldn't see me, but then I seen her eyes leave the book that is in her hands. A smile came across her face and on mine as well. I waved a friendly wave as I walked up to Paul's front door. I knocked and as soon as I was going to finish my last knock, the door jerked open. "A little early, I see." Paul jokingly laughed."Yeah..." was all I could say as I turned to take a glance at Charlette. Paul also joined, and then Charlette raised her head to catch us staring right at her. Paul played it cool as he waved and winked at her. She just looked at her book, as if she didn't see what just happened. "Did she just ignore me?" Paul questioned as if the world was ending. They went up stairs into Paul's room. "You know she thinks you're really hot?" "Really?" was all I could stutter out. "She is pretty sexy, herself." I told Paul. "I think every guy here in Liverpool will agree with that. You should ask her out George, I know Charlette and if she admitts she likes someone, she truly means it." Paul told me. "Alright, when?" I asked. "How about...Now?" Paul said as he pushed me to his front door. "Fine."
Charlette was still sitting on the front porch. I walked up and smiled. "Hey George," she greeted me. "Oh hey. Charlette, would you like to go out with me sometime?" I asked nervously. "I would love too, George." She smiled back. "Okay, how about we go see a movie tonight, and then maybe swing by Paul's, the gang will be there." I suggested. "That sounds lovely. Pick me up in 2 hours." She smiled and planted a kiss on my left cheek. "Bye George." She waved as she went inside. I looked at Paul's and he gave me a thumbs up from the window.
