Chapter 2
"Hey guys, do we want to tell them we're from the future or pretend like we're from now?" Sydney asked.
They all got silent.
"I think it's best if we pretend if we're from here." Claire said.
"Okay then we were born in '43" Sydney said quickly.
"Good thinking" Claire said.
Jessica stopped.
"What?" Sydney asked.
"There's the Indra" Jessica said quickly.
"Then let's go" Sydney said.
"What if they are not there?" Claire asked nervously.
"Then we ask where they live" Sydney said.
So they walked inside nervously. Then a man walked up to them.
"Kannst ich hilfe Sie?" he asked.
Jessica and Claire got scared.
"Ja, wir suchen fur ein gruppen heissen der Beatles" Sydney said.
"Oh ja, der jungen ist in der Rucken" he said.
"Kannst wir gehen?" Sydney asked.
"Ja, folgen mich" he said.
"Come on" Sydney said quietly.
They followed him to the back of the club. He led them to a small room in the back. He flung the door open and then left without saying anything else.
"What do you want?" John roared.
"Wir kommen- ugh sorry. Can we talk to you guys?" Sydney asked.
"Don't care" John said looking away.
Claire, Jessica and Sydney walked in and close the large metal door behind them.
"Yeah, we heard you guys playing the other night and thought you were really good. One of the best bands here" Sydney said nudging Jessica.
"Glad to hear it" John said not sounding glad at all.
"You guys were great" Jessica said meekly.
"Who are you?" Paul asked.
"Oh sorry! I'm Sydney, this is Claire and that's Jessica " Sydney said.
"I'm Paul McCartney, that rude chap is John Lennon, that's George Harrison, Pete Best, and Stuart Stucliffe" Paul said.
The girls looked over at each other and tried not to smile.
"Did you want anything?" John asked.
"We just wanted to meet you guys. Pretty decent for some English Teddy boys" Sydney said smirking.
"Well where are you from?" John asked.
"The states. Can't you tell from our accents?" Claire asked.
"Shurrup! Just go!" John yelled.
"Oh you shut up!" Sydney cried.
The guys looked at her surprised. John looked away mad.
"Don't pay any attention to him. He's being a fucker this morning" Paul said.
"Do you know Klaus Voorhman?" Stu asked.
"I know of him" Jessica said laughing inside.
"Do you know Astrid?" he asked hopefully.
"We've heard about her" Sydney said warily.
They were silent for a moment.
"I'm going to get a drink...Claire would you like to join?" Paul asked her.
Claire's heart almost stopped.
"Sure" she said breathlessly.
"I'm going to step outside to the store. Anyone want to join me?" George asked.
"I'll go" Sydney said quickly.
George smiled at her and they walked outside.
"HAVE FUN!" Sydney called back to the bewildered Jessica.
Claire and Paul went out and sat at a table at a near by restaurant.
"So where are you from?" Paul asked again.
"Arkansas. The first state Bill Clinton ever called home" Claire said dryly. "Wooo Pig Sooie."
"Excuse me?" Paul asked.
"Oh...uh...ugh...this...um guy in my class. In joke" Claire said quickly.
"Oh ok" Paul said and smiled.
"I've died and gone to Beatle heaven" Claire thought.
"How old are you?" Paul asked her.
"17" she responded.
"Oh, I'm 18, so that's all right" Paul said.
"What's all right?" Claire asked.
"What would you like to drink?" the waitor asked.
"Rum and cokes" Paul said "Two."
Meanwhile, George and Sydney were walking down the street.
"So do you know German?" George asked as they walked out of the club.
"Yeah, I took it as a class in school" she said.
They turned left and walked down the street.
"Are you really 18?" she asked him.
"Nah, I have fake papers" George said quietly.
"I'm 17 too" she said.
He looked at her surprised.
"Really? What's your birthday?" he asked.
"September 6, 1943" she said quickly.
"So you're a couple of months younger then me. My birthday is Febuary 25" he said.
"What are you getting from a store?" she asked him.
"I really didn't need to go to the store. I just wanted to talk to you" he said.
"What if I hadn't voluntered?" she asked.
"Then I would of been sad" he said.
"You're just trying to get me into bed!" she said laughing.
"No I'm not. But we can..." he said.
"Nice try" she said giggling.
"I had to" he protested.
"I suppose it was a pretty decent effort" she said.
"Well you know. John, he's taught me well" he said laughing.
They were silent for a moment.