Rachel POV :||

What could the surprise be? I hate being kept in the dark! I drifted back off into a soft sleep. George's arms felt so good around my waist. I cuddled my head deeper into the crook of his neck. I smiled at his scent.

"Rachel, love. Wake up, we are here." George says. I wake up, and look around. The airport? Why are we here? "We are going to try out for Decca Records!" John says, patting Lana's back. Oh no. Decca refuses The Beatles! Will this bring them down?

We climb on the plane, and settle in our seats. I didn't sleep any. I was to busy worrying. As the sun rose, I had bags under my eyes. I yawned ever second. I'm nervous, I just can't help it. I didn't eat breakfast, I just piddled with it.

I don't think anybody noticed. Let's hope they didn't. I know I shouldn't be worried. But what if mine and Lana's presences make them infamous? What do I do? My stomach hurt. My nerves are getting the best of me. My head started to ache. My palms started to sweat, and my knees trembled.

I jumped at every noise. I get this from my Mom. But, she has pills to help. I don't. "Rachel?" Lana says, putting a hand on my shoulder. I yelp, and spin around. "Whats got you all flustered?" Lana ask.

I quickly say nothing.

Written By Chandler.