Fix This Mess

Chapter 3

*Angie's POV*

        I began to skip down the alleyway to join the crowd, but then Chris called me back.

        "Angie, you don't exactly blend in."

        "Oh yeh..." I realized. "What are we going to do?"

        "There's a closet filled with unlimited clothing options in the TARDIS." The Doctor said with a smug smile.

        "You've gotta be kidding me!" I shook my head, awed at how amazing the TARDIS was proving to be.

        "I'm 100% serious, Angie. Now, let's go get changed before the concert starts. We don't want to be late!" The Doctor said with a grin.

        I followed him back into the TARDIS, and sure enough, there was a giant closet filled with all sorts of 60's style clothing. I walked around the humongous closet, pulling out things as I went. Finally I had pieced together a perfect outfit- A short, flower print dress, white thigh-high platform boots, and a furry coat to go over it. Pj had picked out a blue velvet suit straight out of an Austin Powers movie, and Chris held bell-bottom jeans and a long sleeved, striped, orange collared shirt. The Doctor hadn't picked anything at all, instead he kept on his brown suit and dark trenchcoat.

        "Where are the changing rooms?" I asked. The Doctor simply pointed behind me, and sure enough, there were three rooms with white curtains.

        We each went into one, changed, and came back out. Chris and Pj both looked fantastic. A little silly, but fantastic nonetheless.

        "You look good." They both said in unison when they saw me. I blushed.

        "Yeh, you too!" I replied. "Shall we?"

        "We shall!" The Doctor replied, and we all followed him out of the TARDIS.

        The four of us left the alleyways after The Doctor had locked the TARDIS. We were immediately swept away by the throng of people heading towards the concert. Somehow we managed to stay together. When we reached the rooftop of the Apple headquarters, where the concert was being held, The Doctor grabbed Pj and I's hands, and Chris held on to his coattail, and we began pushing our way to the front. For some reason, people seemed to part as we walked through, so we managed to get right to the edge of where The Beatles' instruments were set up.

        "This is incredible, Doctor! Thank you so much for bringing me" I shouted over the noise of the hyped crowd.

        "Of course! It's my pleasure!" He replied with a grin.

        Suddenly, I heard a strum of guitar, and looked forward to see George Harrison standing right in front of me, holding a gorgeous guitar. Ringo sat at his drums in the back, tapping at them a bit, and Paul and John stood further forward behind two microphones.

        "'Ello, everybody! How are you all doing today?" John yelled at the crowd. We all cheered back.

        "Ready to hear some music?" Paul asked. Once again, the crowd screamed back.

        "One, two, three, four!" George counted off, and they began playing "Get Back", and the crowd began singing along.

Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner
But he knew it wouldn't last
Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona
For some California grass