One Shot for BeatlesMonkeeslover18

Look like:about 5 foot 6, light brown hair, brown eyes,always wearing a french beret, I am very skinny.
Name:Danielle
Age:16
Monkee of my choice: Davy or Peter (You can surprise me, it's hard for me to choose)
Tv or real:Real

“LasAngeles, Hollywood” I sighed in a dreamy like state.
This was where the absolute best show in all of the world is filmed, and who knows, maybe I’ll even get to meet one of the actors.
I walked around the streets for hours, stopping in stores, watching the people and playing with my light brown hair, or fixing my beret from time to time.
I just couldn’t believe I was here. Granted it was only a few day long trip with my friends, it was still so exciting.
I walked by this one little store that seemed to sell home things. You know, carpets, lamps, and that kind of stuff.
I walked in and began browsing through the beautiful items when from behind me I was pushed and I fell onto the floor beside a love seat on for show. I didn’t even get a second to see who had pushed me when a hand clasped over my mouth, and an arm wrapped around me, holding me tight to a person’s chest. Obviously it was male. I don’t think any woman had a chest like this. It felt like we were hiding.
After a few minutes, he let me go, apologizing.
“I’m sorry, these fans are getting out of control. Didn’t mean to drag you down with me.” I noticed the accent was british, which made my heart flutter a second. I turned and found myself face to face with one of those actors I wanted to meet.
“Davy Jones?” I asked a little in shock. He sighed, his eyes saddening.
“you’re a fan too, huh?” He asked. I smiled a little and nodded.
“But I’m not going to chase you down. I’m just shocked that’s all.” I smiled at him, he smiled back and I blushed.
“My name is Danielle by the way. It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr Jones.” I laughed.
It seemed Davy and I had hit it off pretty well. We became instant friends, always talking, hanging out. All that stuff.
One day, however, he called me up and asked to hang out, which of course I had excepted, and had little knowledge of how this trip meeting would change my life.
“DAVY!” I squealed as I ran to hug him, and as I did he laughed, causing me to let go and notice the other Boy who it had seemed decided to make the trip to hang out.
“Danielle, I guess you’d know this is Peter Tork. Peter this is Danielle. She’s a great girl.” Davy smiled to Peter.
When Peter Smiled back I nearly became the puddle left behind by the snow on a warm day. My cheeks stained pink a bit, and I smiled shyly.
“Hello Danielle.” He said holding out his hand. I took it, and was pulled unexpectedly into a hug. Not that I minded, but my pink stained cheeks quickly grew into a tomato stained face.
As he released me I took a deep breath and both the boys chuckled under their breath at me.
I looked up and Peter’s eyes seemed to just sparkle with a playful joy.“Look, I’m sorry Danielle, I have to go and refilm some scenes with Micky and Mike, so I have to cancel today, so I brought Peter along so you wouldn’t be too disappointed and you still had someone to spend some time with today.” Davy smiled knowingly.
“Oh I see, well we can get together some other time then Davy.” I smiled as he began walking away.
Peter took my hand as we walked down the streets and looked at all the stores along the way.
“Davy was right about you Danielle. You’re really great, and easy to get along with” He smiled and I felt like melting once again. “Lets go grab some dinner.”
Now a dinner with Peter Tork started out like any other dinner, but as the night progressed it got goofy, at once point the threw a piece of lettuce at me and I threw a French fry back at him, and that continued until the restaurant owners had had enough and kicked us out.
Peter laughed and shouted back that there are better places to eat anyway.
He slung his arm tightly around my shoulders as we walked back to the bus stop where I had originally met up with the boys.
“Danielle, I’m really glad I was able to have the chance to meet you.” He smiled that smile once more before leaning in slightly and pressing his lips to mine. I smiled slightly before kissing back as the bus arrived.
As I walked on I waved from the window, only thinking about how wonderful this day really was, and this trip was, maybe I’d find a way to stay in L.A.
It seemed worth it.