"Sox or maurkey?" Asked Paul.

"What in blazes are you talking about, Paul!?" Ringo very confusingly asked.

"You know, Ringo, it's your ship name"

"But, Paul, I don't own a boat!!"

"No, a ship name is when a couple has there names put together."

"Oh, what were the choices again?"

"Sox or maurkey."

"Um, I like Sox."

Just then Maureen walked by and Ringo got up and put his arms around her waist. In return she put her arms over his and tilted her head backwards to give him a kiss.

"Ooo, look at the love birds." Paul sang with his chin resting on his palms.

Maureen turned around so that she was facing Ringo and just to mess with Paul she locked lips with Ringo for a few seconds.

"I think that I'll just leave you two alone." 

Paul got up and left quickly while "Sox" chuckled at what they'd accomplished.

"We do make a great team, don't we Ritchie?"

"Well we better, we are in a relationship together, Mo."

...

They walked hand and hand down the halls and outside between the different buildings. At lunch time they ate off each other's plates. Everything that they did together was cute in everyone's eyes but one person.

George couldn't help it, everything about her was perfect. Though he tried so hard to stop it, he just couldn't get her out of his mind. He decided that he would let her be happy with Ringo, him being his best friend and all. If she was happy, he would at least act happy.