It was morning on Saturday when you heard the phone ring. You were laying in bed watching TV and lazily got up and picked up the phone.
"Hello"
"Hey Val!"
"Hi Cyn! How are you?"
"I'm great! Pattie, Maureen and I were all wondering if we could come over to your house to get ready for the party."
"Yeah, of course you can! What are you going to do with Julian?"
"Oh Paul is over so him and John will take care of him until the babysitter gets here." You get a rush of excitement when you hear Paul's name.
"Oh ok great! See you soon then."
***
The four of you spent the whole afternoon doing hair and makeup.
"I forgot to ask you, Valerie! Who's your date?" Asks Maureen.
"Oh.. I forgot to tell you guys.."
"Well, tell us now!" Says Cyn.
"Guess."
"Elvis Presley?!" Jokes Cyn.
"nope.." You laugh.
"Hmm.. Is it.. Paul?" Asks Pattie.
You slowly nod your head and they all squeal.
"Oh my gosh! Look at us! We are all Beatles women!" Says Pattie.
"Well, not exactly. It is just a dance you know. Paul and I are just going as friends." You say.
"Oh bull!" Cyn winks.
You look down and smile to yourself. No matter what you tried telling yourself, you couldn't help but be extatic. You are Paul McCartney's date. He could get any woman in the world but; he chose you, even if it was only for a party. You had never gotten this feeling before. Your chest felt like it would burst from excitement and all you could think about was one person.
