Haha thank you! I'll apologise in advance for the fact that I might not get on every night, what with university and all that, but I'll have a bash.
*Continuing from last post*
The voice was unfamiliar to Morgan, Emmi and Anne, causing them to swivel on the spot and face it. The girl standing there was small, but with a strange sense of presence; short, choppy hair that stuck out defiantly, a smirk on her painted lips, and she actually appeared to be wearing some sort of men's trousers. While the girls gazed, nonplussed, the boys seemed to have a knowing look in their eyes.
"You were bloody brilliant," she continued, her accent strong, "again, as usual... except you, John."
Her eyes traced across the faces to rest upon John's, which returned the gaze steadily, and just when the gasping girls were about to give her what for, a defensive grin jumped onto his face.
"Never satisfied, are you, Shirli?"
For a moment, a subtle blush crept into Shirli's cheeks, and for the first time during this random appearance, she looked a little vulnerable.
"How about I get Pete in to practice his drummin' on the back of your chair tomorrow?"
Shirli exhaled in amusement, and John suddenly seemed pretty happy with himself. All the while, George and Paul exchanged hidden glances that the other girls couldn't make out. It was weird; this girl seemed to know the boys, or at least John, yet he didn't seem to want to introduce her. The girls narrowed their eyes; it was strange.
Suddenly, as though he were reading their thoughts, Paul nudged John in the side, nodding at Emmi, Morgan and Anne.
"Aren't you gonna introduce your bird to the girls, then?"
"She's not my bird," John states quickly, his eyes darting back to Shirli, "she won't let me."
Again, Shirli snorted with laughter.
"What makes you think you have a chance, Lennon? I have standards, you know. I don't go out with fools."
It seemed as though she knew the comment would fire John up, and it worked; the smirk dropped from his face, and his nostrils flared slightly.
"Who said I was asking? Anyway... Yeah, Shirli, this is Morgan-" he cast a hand in her direction, and she smiled sweetly. "-Emmi-" She shifted her weight to the other foot, displaying what she hoped was an unassuming smile. "-and Anne. Girls, this is Shirli... she goes to college with me."
So, a college girl who John lusted after... or was it the other way around? Or did neither of them like the other, and they just constantly wound each other up? Who knew? Whatever it was, Morgan, Emmi and Anne were sure there'd be fireworks along the way if this kid was involved.