A few weeks passed and the band was still on hold. It wasn't until the end of March when I finally got permission by my boss to write the article for the April issue. Which Paul decided to be mister bossy. I would write something then he'd tell me I needed to rewrite it in better form. Then he wanted to change the font. I finally finished when he looked it over and realised how amatuer I made them look, so I had to stay up another night, retyping the whole damn thing.

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March 28, 1958

"Paul please I'm on a deadline here. Just let me do my job!" I groaned.

"Alright so I underlined what you can keep from the last article you showed me. I added a few things that I think will make it finally perfect." He smiled holding the papers to me. I glared at him and snatched them out of his hand.

"Ye know Paul, you're riding my ass right now. You're riding it hard and I'm not enjoying it one bit."

"Aw come on love. If we make it big, I'll make sure to recommend you to the best publishers out there."

I sighed and just began typing. John came in and kissed the top of my head, placing a hot cup of tea next to me.

"Thank you." I smiled. He sat next to me and watched as I typed.

"Paul still ridin your arse?"

"Yes. I swear to god he's worser than my boss. You know the other night I actually stayed up all night crying out of frustration!? All because of Paul!"

We turned to see him sitting on the sofa with George, playing guitar.

"Yeah well, he just wants to get it done right. Try bein in a band with him love." John laughed shaking his head.

...

The next day, I drove down to the publishers to turn in a few things. Much to my annoyance, Paul decided to come along. I love him with all my heart but...he was really frustrating me.

"So I was thinking.."

"Paul." I said glaring at him as my boss looked over the article.

"Wow Daniels. This is perfect! Exactly what were looking for!"

"Re...really?" I asked a bit surprised.

"Definitly. And this new band..."

"The Quarrymen." Paul smiled.

"Who's this young man?"

"Oh he's my friend. He's actually one of the band members." I smiled.

"Oh it's nice to meet ye...um."

"Paul." he smiled shaking my bosses hand.

"Nice to meet ye Paul. Aye look, I have a meeting in ten minutes. Thanks for dropping this by Lucy."

"Bye sir." I smiled. He nodded at us and made his way down the hall. I sighed in relief as we walked back to my car where John and George were waiting.

"Well that's done." I said starting the vehicle.

"Lovely. Now the bait is out, soon we'll catch a bite and all we 'av to do is reel em in." John smirked looking out the window.

"I got paid yesterday so...why don't we celebrate? Drinks on me." I smiled.

"You're payin? Alright then." George smiled. I laughed and drove us down to the pub.

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A few day's later, me and John were in life class, painting each other out of boredom until we heard someone whispering.

"Psst! Hey!"

I nudged John as he looked up at me then at the door. Paul and George were standing outside the room, waving for us to come over.

"Meet us in the canteen in five!" John mouthed.

"What??" George mouthed back.

"Meet us in the canteen in five minutes!"

Paul and George just shrugged.

"Meet us in the bloody canteen in five fuckin minutes!" John shouted. Everyone turned to look at us. I hid behind my easle as John laughed.

"Lennon, some of us are trying to focus. Please keep your voice down." The teacher said from his desk.

"Of course sir i'm terribly sorry."

Paul and George were gone by now as the bell rang. I was walking with John down the hall when we came across Paul and George standing with Cynthia.

"...again i'm sorry about..."

"I don't want to hear it." George said looking down.

"George." John interrupted as we went to stand with them.

"Look, just cause you're with John doesn't mean I 'av to like ye. You cost us money, gigs, and a fuckin drummer."

"It wasn't my fault! You all shouldn't even be playing..."

"The queen is now goin to tell us what we can and can't do." Paul said rolling his eyes.

"Alright Paul stop. Cyn says she's sorry now.."

"John let's not forget that she's the reason why we haven't been able to play in almost two months!"

"I didn't mean to cause such a fuss." Cyn said beginning to cry. As usual. I sighed and looked at Paul.

"What were you going to tell us?"

"Well, thanks to you...and me.."

I rolled my eyes.

"We got a gig planned for next Thursday!" Paul announced looking pretty happy, despite the conversation that just took place.

"That's great!" I smiled kissing Paul's cheek. John looked annoyed by this.

"It's all thanks to you Lucy. You had the idea and now were back!" George smiled hugging me. I hugged him back and glanced at John who smiled at me. Cynthia just watched us.

"Where at?"

"Well uh...that's the thing I need to discuss with you all. Let's have a seat yeah?" Paul said leading us to the cafeteria. It was funny how Paul seemed to know this place more than me and John. He didn't even go here.

We all sat at a table, George got some french fries to share with me. Sadly Cyn came along too but atleast she didn't try to start anything... Yet.

"So it's a five hour drive.." Paul began.

"No." Cyn said interrupting.

"What??" John asked looking upset.

"No. I don't want Johnny leaving that far."

"Come on love it's just for.."

"Two days." Paul shrugged.

"Two days. Come on i've been gone a lot longer than that."

"Yeah but that was before I knew she was tagging along with you lot. I'm sorry I'm just not comfortable with it." She said shaking her head. I was about to say something when George stepped in.

"She has a name! Lucy has been with us for months now. It was her idea! She has to come with us for support."

"Either she's going or I am. And if I don't go, John's not going either."

"Cynthia I can handle myself. Alright?? You don't speak for me." John said angrily.

"If I can't go...maybe your aunt will like to know what you're up to.."

"You wouldn't." John said.

"Try me." She smirked. John bit his lip. It was quiet for a few minutes as we all kept our thoughts to ourselves.

I can't believe she has the nerve to keep John away from the band. It's his band for fucks sake! Now she's trying to control him!? I just wasn't going to sit around and keep John from playing. I sighed.

"I'll stay."

"What?? No Lucy it was your.."

"Yes it was my idea. My idea for you guys to play. I'm not in the band so I should just stay. I'm just glad you all are finally going to do what you love again." I smiled and stood up.

"Lucy you don't 'av to stay..."  John said grabbing my arm. Cyn look upset by this.

"Take her John. It's settled already."

"No. Look, you're coming. I don't care what anyone says. You've come along with us this far and...it wouldn't be the same without ye."

I bit my lip and looked at him. "Fine."

I sat down and looked up at Cynthia. If looks could kill.

George smiled and sat closer to me.

"You guys have a bigger problem." I said eating fries.

"What?"

"You don't have a drummer." I smiled.

"Fucking hell I didn't even think of that." Paul said running a hand through his hair.

"Well, I have to go. I have some furniture to move." I said getting up and making my way to the door.

"Wait Lucy...I'll help ye." Paul and George yelled falling over each other. I giggled.

"Okay you two just...calm down."

"John ye coming?" George asked wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

We all watched as he looked at Cyn who was shaking her head. Then he looked at me as I smiled and bit my lip.

"I'll meet you lot outside in five alright?"

"Okay. Don't be too long." I blew him a kiss as Paul laughed, leading us outside.

"A bit cocky huh Luce?" George teased kissing my cheek.

"Why not? I'm tired of being quiet while she just walks all over John. It's only the beginning." I smirked as we got inside my car.

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