Do You Want To Know a Secret?

3. She Came in Through the Bathroom Window

"Did he see us?" Minnie asked panic stricken after we successfully made it to the front of the crowded club ducking our heads in hopes he wouldn't spot us and murder me for having snuck out here. I knew I should've listened to that stupid nagging feeling.

"No, I don't think so." I whispered looking around frantically in paranoia. She nodded and let out a relieved sigh. The band who was playing had just finished meaning that the next group were up; the Beatles.

My eyes wandered over to the mop top headed boys in scruffy leather clothing on stage as they prepared for their set which was only moments away. When my eyes landed on the drummer who I believed to go by the name Pete Best, I was slightly taken aback that he had not the same hairstyle the other band members had, but an Elvis like hairdo most boys in Liverpool sported. It was odd considering most bands tried their best to all have one clean unified look.

"Macca, quit messin' with the bloody amps so we get get started!" I watched amusedly as the guitarist John Lennon hissed annoyedly at the bassist Paul McCartney as Paul squatted down beside the amp fixing the cords. Paul looked at John with a sour look on his face and nodded getting up and slowly walking over to the microphone.

When my eyes finally made it to the lead guitarist George Harrison I noticed that his focus was in the general direction of Minnie and I making me tense up with butterflies erupting in my stomach. I examined his carved cheekbones and cute brown eyes with my heart fluttering. He was so handsome and mysterious, I wondered how I'd never noticed him or any of the other boys around before, I needed to get out of the house more often.

"Oh my god!" Minnie exclaimed. "He's got his eyes on you ye' know." She spoke happily biting her lip in pure crazed fan mode as she gripped tightly into my arm cutting off my circulation.

"Which one?" I played dumb shaking her hands off my arm hoping to regain the feeling in it. She shot me a dirty look knowing I knew exactly which one.

"Oh, him?" I looked back to George who quickly looked away blushing as my gaze meet his. "No, he's not." I brushed off the sense of false hope she was trying to inject me with ignoring the holes she was burning in the side of my head with her glare. I looked back behind us once more in paranoia my uncle had spotted us, I just couldn't figure out what interest he had in coming here.

"Hello, we are the Beatles," Paul spoke making my attention shift back to the stage quickly hearing the crowd roar with excitement. "And the first number we'd like to play tonight is Kansas City." He exclaimed with a charming smile, looking around the room full of energy hearing the crowd roar louder, waiting eagerly for them to start.

"One, two, three, faw!"John screamed and they started their set with a bang, their energy seeming to never fade as their set went on, it was if they were all pumped up on caffeine and uppers.

The way they put their hearts and souls into their entire performance payed off as they caught the attention of everyone at the club. It was as if they had the whole crowd including myself under some trance as we watched them onstage, they were really great musicians, and even their original songs had the crowd cheering. Song after song the applause only grew louder and fonder for the boys. I understood what all the commotion was about the band, I thought they had the potential to make it big. My opinion was biased however, I was a sucker for a good rock n roll band.

Every time George's eyes would wander over to us Minnie would give me a look and a nudge to the ribs but I simply rolled my eyes in response. She had too much of an over imaginative mind, I doubted someone like him would ever have any interest in someone like me.

"They were incredible!" I smiled as the boys started to exit the stage as their performance had just ended.

"Yeah, well worth getting caught." Minnie spoke sarcastically looking back for my uncle for the millionth time since they'd started.