"Lovely Rita" - our round robin fic

[Zap]

Ok, sounds good. I just thought of something, though. Do you think some you guys (whoever took what boy) could play the girls, and some of us can play the boys? It's just a suggestion, and I figured it would give other people roles to play. If not, I'll just write a chapter going with what's going on at the mo'.

[CrowDish]

It's not really like we're playing them. Really, Rita's not hardly like me at all, she's a lot shyer... It was just a funny thing that happened, claiming them, when I told Mindy on AIM that Rita was me, and I told her she could be the girl on the plane if it would make her happy. Just kind of a joke thing, y'know. We're just... writing it. The only reason I keep taking the John/Rita bits is because I like John, and feel loyal to Rita because she's kind of... mine.

[Cranberry Sauce]

Chapter.. I Have No Idea: Vixen In Pink

Jade stared at George. How was she supposed to tell him something about herself that wouldn't sound dreadfully boring? George's eyes absently scanned the room.

"Ummm..." she began again.

"I think you said that already," George laughed.

"Yeah, I don't really know what to say," she said flatly, immediately blushing furiously. "Great job sounding like an idiot," she thought to herself.

"So, it's your sixteenth birthday, right?" George asked, turning to face her.

"Yeah, but people always tell me I seem older than that," she said confidently.

George's eyes locked onto the liquor cabinet. She sure was a wild young thing...

Jade saw where he was looking and quickly said, "Most of my friends are older. Sadie there, she's nineteen already."

"Why did I have to get stuck with the underage girl?" George thought to himself sadly. Trouble was the last thing he wanted.

"How about we try to leave the hotel," George suggested. "You could show me the nightlife. I've never seen... what city is this again?"

"Cleveland," Jade laughed.

"Yeah, Cleveland. Show me what there is to see!"

"There's not much to see," Jade began, but then interrupted herself, "I'm sure we could find something fun to do though."

"There's one problem," George said quickly.

"What's that?"

"Getting out will be a problem. Our manager has told the police not let us out," George frowned.

"How about a disguise of some kind then?" Jade suggested.

"That's a great idea!" George beamed.

Jade smiled briefly, then realized that she would have to produce some kind of a disguise.

"It'll have to be good disguise though," George continued, interrupting her thoughts, "Those police are a smart lot."

"I'll be right back," she said, leaving the couch and going down the hall. Entering the bedroom, her head spun. How on earth was she supposed to disguise George Harrison? Her eyes drifted across the room, finally settling on the new bright pink dress her mom had given her for her birthday. It was for the prom, but...

When she came back into the living room, she found George staring intensely out the window at the street below.

"I'm excited to get out," he said absently, still gazing at the lights below. "I mean, we've been to America, but I've never really seen it."

"Yeah," she said softly, "It must be tough not being able to go anywhere." She frowned.

George turned to face her, finding her standing there holding something behind her back.

"Is that my disguise?" he asked. Jade began blushing furiously.

"It was all I could find," she whispered, pulling the pink dress out from behind her back.

George's mouth dropped to the floor and he jumped as a loud knock sounded on the door.

"I'll get it," Jade said, crossing the room. "It's my friends, I think."

Jade opened the door to find two of her younger friends giggling. "Are the Beatles still in there with you?" one of the giggled.

"No," Jade lied, blocking the door.

"You're lying!" the other shrieked.

"Honestly, I'm not!" Jade protested.

"What kind of a friend are you?" the first girl sobbed. "Let us see them! Share them!"

"They're not here, I promise," Jade retorted, and began to close the door. The two girls stood on the other side, pushing back and hurling more accusations at her.

"Help!" Jade shouted. George appeared at her side and helped her shut the door. The girls' muffled protests could still be heard.

"Are you okay?" George asked, grasping her wrist.

"I think so," she replied, brushing her hair out of her eyes.

"What was all that racket?" Ringo asked, entering the room.

"Fan girls," George grinned.

"What's that for?" Ringo asked, gesturing to the pink dress on the couch. George's face immediately turned the same shade of pink as the dress.

"My disguise," he muttered. "To get out... of the hotel."

Ringo dissolved into a fit of laughter and straightening up and fighting back a smile, said, "I want out too."

"Good," George shot back. "I think the dress is too short for me."

Sadie joined them in the living room and Jade explained the plan.

"Ooh, we'll make the bea-u-t-i-ful!" she gushed.

"Hold on a minute," Ringo protested, but the two girls had already disappeared down the hall.

"I reckon it's the only way to get out," George said sourly, collapsing on the couch.

"Yer right, it's the only way we'll trick those policemen," Ringo replied, joining George on the couch.

"After what happened in the last hotel..." George laughed.


"Norm probably told them to be on high alert," Ringo giggled.

Laughing, Sadie and Jade returned to the room. Jade was clutching a small make-up bag and two hats and Sadie was holding a blue peasant blouse and a pair of flaired jeans with a floral patch on the leg.

"These are for you," she said tossing the blouse and jeans to George.

"Lovely," George sneered.

"I have to wear the dress?" Ringo moaned. Rolling his eyes, he searched his pockets and produced a pack of cigarettes and a lighter..

"Ritchie, yer a lady now," George teased.

"Get off it, George!" Ringo protested. "This was yer idea, after all."

"I think he's an autumn," Sadie said, scanning Ringo's face. Ringo let out a long sigh...

Twenty minutes later and after much protest from the boys, Jade and Sadie were finally finished.

"You have to see yourself," Jade laughed, grabbing Ringo's wrist and leading him to the bathroom.

"You too," Sadie added, grabbing George.

They walked down the hall and into the dark bathroom. Sadie flicked on the light. The boys were amazed by what the saw.

"I look quite pretty," Ringo gushed. The shiny pink prom dress was a bit small, but fit Ringo rather well. A matching pink hat hid his moptop and his lips were a furious shade of fushia.

"You look mah-va-lous," George teased, nudging Ringo, who was now staring quizzically at his chest.

"You gave me enormous breasts," Ringo muttered, adjusting the bunched up toilet paper that was stuffed into the front of his dress.

"To go along with your enormous nose," George laughed.

"Aww, shut up, George. You're just jealous because I look hotter than you." Ringo replied absently.

George, however, didn't look much worse. Complete with a denim beach hat, George looked like a regular teenage girl out for a night of fun.

"Yer lucky you don't have to wear a bra," George sighed, tugging at the aforementioned undergarment.

"It's the only way we could give you boobs with that shirt," Jade laughed.

"Let's just go," George sighed.

They left the bathroom, grabbed a bag stuffed with George and Ringo's actual clothes, and headed out the door.

"Moment of truth..." Ringo said softly, as they approached the stairwell.

"Hold it right there!" shouted an all-too-familiar voice. The four of them stopped and slowly turned to face the policeman who had stopped George and Ringo the first time. George held his breath. Would it work?

"I see... four young girls," the policeman said, staring deeply at them.

"Four girls?" his partner asked, coming out of nowhere.

"Four lovely young ladies," the first policeman corrected him.

"Which room are you staying in?" the second policeman demanded.

"I... we... " Jade trailed off.

"Just as I suspected!" the second policeman sneered. "You're just here to try to see the Beatles!"

"That's right!" George interrupted in a high pitched, pseudo-American voice.

"I guess we're going to get thrown out, aren't we?" Jade said sadly, winking at George.

"You're right, you are!" the policeman shouted, gesturing to the stairwell with his nightstick. The four of them turned around and headed to staircase, silently smiling at eachother.

"Wait a minute!" they heard the first policeman shout.

"You - " he gestured at Ringo with his nightstick.

"M - m - me?" Ringo squeaked.

"I could get you in to see tha band," he said lecherously.

"What do you mean?" Ringo squeaked back.

"You're a pretty girl. You KNOW what I mean!" he said, an evil grin spreading across his face.

"You fancy me?" Ringo asked, incredulously.

"Fancy? What is that supposed to mean?"

"I mean, you like me," Ringo corrected himself.

"You could say that," the policeman grinned.

"I'm not that kind of girl," Ringo retorted, smacking the policeman's face with a tiny handbag. Nearly tripping over his high heels, he whirled around and joined the other three.

"Let's go," Jade laughed as they nearly ran down the stairs.

"We're out!" Ringo shouted as they burst through the front doors of the hotel.

"Hey, Ritchie," George laughed in his normal voice. "I don't know if this town's ready for a vixen like you."

The four of them headed down the street...

[ColdKarmaGrl]

lol..

Oh, this is great, ladies.

I would love to write the next chapter since the story is taking place in Cleveland (where I'm from), but I don't know if I'll have the time.

So, whoever takes the next chapter and wants help with the Cleveland area, leave me some messages and I'll get back to you a.s.a.p.

Keep up the great work though!

[Lucy]

I love the story! Its the best ever! ;D

[Icee]

Haha that was great

[Icee]

Who's got the next chapter?

[CrowDish]

Hahaha dress XD

I don't think anyone has the next one, definitley not the next George/Ringo/Jade/Sadie one. I asked Mindy to take the next John/Paul/Rita one but I'm not positive if she's actually going to.

[Icee]

Yeah, we should carry things on with Paul and with John and Rita..

[CrowDish]

You can take that one if you want. There's no real order or anything. I'd be curious to see what you have to say about them ^__^ I couldn't decide if Paul had ACTUALLY broken the sink or if he just wanted to talk to John, so that's why I didn't write that bit.

[ColdKarmaGrl]

So, hypothetically speaking...say Paul did break the sink...did he rip it off the wall like in "Help!"?

Cuz that's what I thought of when I read that part. *chuckles*

[CrowDish]

-hasn't seen Help!-
-shame-

I was just picturing it kind of totally overflowing everywhere, I guess... XD

[Icee]

Lol, I could see Paul doing something like that.

[Mindy]

Aw, Paul seems so "I'm the boss" (Sorry, there I go with defending me Paulie again)

Cranberry...Oh my god! I was hysterical laughing! My mom came in and was like..."Shh what is so funny?!" I couldn't stop...he was interested in Ringo. Aw lmao. Great, no, awesome, no, incredible job!!! ;D

[ColdKarmaGrl]

CrowDish said:

-hasn't seen Help!-
-shame-

Crow, you haven't seen "Help!"?!

I think you need to see it a.s.a.p.

John has got the coolest bed on earth in that movie..

Plus he wears some really great hats.