A/N: Hello peoples! I am back! Sorry for taking so long, but I have been busy. Annnnd maybe a teeny tiny bit small sorta lazy. But no more! I am writing again, and I hope that this chapter turns out alright.
This chapter was going to be mainly Lyssa/George, but I decided to make it also Lily/Paul. Don't worry all you Georgie-fans, he is not forgotten :)
(PS I am looking for someone to collaborate on this with me...) Now, for the story!

Chapter 3

3rd POV

Lily is not a morning person. But she usually wakes up early, which really annoys her. So when she woke up in Paul's room at 8 in the morning, she wasn't happy. She looked over the edge of the bed, to find that Paul wasn't there. 'Ugh...' She thought. 'I am not getting up..'

Meanwhile, everyone, minus Lily, was downstairs eating. John was sitting next to Sarah, George next to Lys, and then Paul and Ringo. Sarah looked at Lys, and they had a silent conversation that went something like this

Sarah- Lily needs to get up, you know what to do

Lys- Gotcha.

So, Lyssa got up and walked to the stairs.

"You might wanna cover your ears. Oh, and Paul," Said Beatle looked up, " Come stand behind me."

Sarah caught on and told the plan to John, who simply smiled evilly. Paul, though still confused, did as he was told. Lys took a deep breath and hollered up the stairs:

"LILIAN KAILA ORTEGA! GET YOUR LAZY ARSE OUT OF THE BLOODY BED AND GET DOWN HERE!"

Paul, Ringo and George looked surprised, partly because of the pipes the shy girl had, and her use of Liverpudlian vocabulary. John was indeifferent. Lily, mad at the use of her full name, came running down the stairs ready to playfully tackle Lys, when she ducked out of the way, causing Lily to tackle Paul instead.

"Um, er, sorry, um..." Lily got up, blushing like crazy. She looked at Lyssa, who simply smirked.

"That's alright, love."

Lily POV

Oh my god I can't believe I just did that. I tackled freaking Paul McCartney. Lyssa's soooo gonna get it later. I'm going to find a way to embarass her in front of George. Hee...

"Lily!" Paul was wavng his hand on front of my face. I blushed even more.

"Sorry... spaced out..." No one had noticed Lyssa had left until she came up behind Ringo.

"Hey Ringo!" She said, effectively startling him and preventing an awkward moment. I silently thanked her.

"Ah! Erm, what?"

"Come with me, please!"

"ok?" Lyssa and Ringo went off into another room. After a bit, we heard drums playing. Sarah and I recognized Lyssa's unique style of drumming, and we went to find the band room, the rest of the boys following. When we got there, Sarah got John's acoustic. After some protests from John, he finally let her play it. I got the Hofner (fangirl giggle).

"We have a band in 2011. Though we are missing our lead guitarist Mandy..." I mused. An idea popped into my head. "George! How 'bout you play!"

Said beatle nodded and picked up his guitar. Momentarily forgetting my plot to get revenge on Lyssa, I came up with a way to get them to be interested in each other: having Lyssa sing.

"Heeeey Lys. Why don't you sing Boys?"

"um... I really don't want to..."

"Pleeeease?" everyone else joined in.. I knew Lyssa wasn't very confident in her singing, but she was awesome.

"Ok, fine..." She took a deep breath, and we started.

I been told when a boy kiss a girl,
Take a trip around the world,
Hey, hey, (bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (bop shuop) yeah, she say ya do. (Bop shuop)

My girl says when I kiss her lips,
Gets a thrill through her fingertips,
Hey, hey, (bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (bop shuop) yeah, she say ya do. (Bop shuop)

Well, I talk about boys,
Don't ya know I MEAN boys,
Well, I talk about boys, now,
Aaahhh, boys,
Well, I talk about boys, now,
What a bundle of joy! (Alright, George!)

My girl says when I kiss her lips,
Gets a thrill through her fingertips,
Hey, hey, (bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (bop shuop, m'bop bop shuop)
Hey, hey, (bop shuop) yeah, she say ya do. (Bop shuop)

Well, I talk about boys,
Don't ya know I MEAN boys,
Well, I talk about boys, now,
Aaahhh, boys,
Well, I talk about boys, now,
What a bundle of joy!

George POV

Wow... Lyssa is an amazing singer. She plays drums really well too. And she's pretty and... Ok George, stop. You have Pattie...

"So Lyssa, where'd you learn to play drums so well?" She blushed and got really shy all of a sudden.

"Well, I, um... Learned from my grandpa.."

"Gear." And that was pretty much the end of our conversation. We played a few more songs. John and Paul were really impressed with Sarah and Lily, and Ringo seemed happy that someone else liked drums. I was also focusing on Lys. I loved Pattie, but something about her seemed...different. I wanted to get to know her better...

A/N: Sorry this chapter had kind of a lame ending... But it's an update!

Questions? Comments? Concerns? Review! But no flames! And BeatleLOVE, I hope you don't mind me mentioning you :)

~Lyssa