Okay, for those of you that read Yesterday and the sequel, Across the Universe, Across the Universe is out. I thought this was a better sequel, and you can probably already guess what it's about...

Paul, you can't fall in love with every girl you meet." John told his friend.

"Yeah, you've dated four different birds in less than a week." George said, in between bites of his sandwich.

"Have not! And I didn't run into all of them by chance."

"Oh really? You met Katie walking along the sidewalk, you met Lola at a gas station, you met Jenna at a movie theater, and Brittany you met at the pet store. All of them you claimed to love, then after the date you hated them."

"Hey, to be fair, Jenna stole my wallet. But when you put it like that..."

"Admit it. We need to find you a steady girl."

"I can find a girl myself. Besides, I've got Martha."

"Sure."

"C'mon, let's go get you a girl!" John said, clutching Paul's arm.

.......

"WE. ARE GOING. TO DIE." Paul said, clutching the arm of the passenger's seat.

John was at the wheel, so Paul was quite correct. John had his foot all the way down on the gas pedal and gripping onto the steering wheel.

"Tell Mo I love her!" Ringo said, fearing for his life.

George was clutching a pillow tight to his chest while rocking back and forth.

I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die...
............

The second John stopped the car, three out of four of the car doors opened quickly as Paul, George, and Ringo got out of the car.

George found an open garbage can and began throwing up.

"Ground! I love you, ground!" Ringo said, lying on the concrete.

Paul tried to walk around, but began walking as twisted as if he were drunk and accidentally crashing into a running girl, only catching a glimpse of her blonde hair.

"Sorry," she apologized, running off.

Paul noticed with his dizzy vision she left a photograph of a woman on the ground. He began attempting to pick it up, but couldn't. Once his vision finally straightened up, he successfully grabbed the photo and looked at the picture.

"She's... beautiful." He dazed at the woman's exceptional beauty. It reminded him of Elise.

"Paul, c'mon!" John said, playfully hitting his friend on the shoulder.

"Hmm?"

"I know the perfect place for you to go."