User blog:EnglishBoy3/Walking Home

Synopsis: Sam Sharp walks Lola home from a pageant rehearsal.

Lola was at a rehearsal among other kids in royal woods completing her ribbon dance. It was something she had become accustomed to ever since she first got into pageants. The technique required balance and poise, something that suited Lola perfectly which was why it had been a regular occurrence in her pageants. Despite not having much success in pageants as of recent, with a few finishes below the top three contestants, her pageant coach was still very proud of her.

The woman blew her whistle, signifying that rehearsal was over. Lola heaved a sigh, and drank a big gulp from her bottle of water. After a good hour’s session, she was ready to recharge her batteries for a bit. Lola walked towards the exit and was in for a surprise when she saw Luna’s crush Sam Sharp by the door.

“Sam, what are you doing here?”

“Well, Luna called and asked me to pick you up. I know she usually comes but she’s kind of got a last-minute gig.”

“Um… ok.” Lola said a little shyly. While she along with everyone else in her family knew who Sam was, Lola had never actually interacted with her before. Sam usually came over and hung out either in Luna’s room or the garage, and she’d usually leave them to do their business, whatever it was.

“Are you ready?” asked Sam.

Lola, who had been in a trance for the last few seconds, picked up her small backpack and followed the streaker haired girl out of the building.

“So Lola, Luna told me about your last pageant?”

“Yeah, I didn’t win.” Lola said in a sad tone.

“Eh, don't worry about it, those girls you were up against were pretty tough. Luna said they looked about thirteen.”

“Yeah, and they seemed to know what they’re doing. I kinda feel small just looking at them.”

“Hey, you’re a small fish in a big pond, you’ll find your way soon enough. I remember when I entered my first school talent’s show when I was your age. I felt like everyone else was better than me, and that I wouldn’t stand a chance.”

“Were they all older than you?”

“A good chunk of them yes. One was even a group and they were the most popular kids in school. The group of popular kids had their own band who were well known in the school, another kid was break dancing, another was doing a magic trick, and all I had was a flute.”

“A flute?” Lola snorted.

“Hey, I was six. Besides you may do the same too.” Sam teased as she lightly nudged Lola's shoulder.

“So did you win?” Lola asked with a grin.

“Nah, I got third place. Apparently, I was too ‘adorable’ to pass up on.”

An ice cream kart was at the side of the road with no queue.

“Hey Lola, you up for ice cream?”

“Eeeeeeeee!!!” Lola screeched.

Sam just laughed. “You’re so cute!”

The two of them made their way to the ice cream truck.

“Why hello kiddos, what would you like to order?” asked the ice-cream man.

Sam frowned at being called a kiddo.

“I’ll take a mint chip ice cream with a cone. How about you Lola?”

Lola’s eyes glistened as she considered her options, every flavour in front of her looked equally tempting on the eye.

“I’ll take this one!” she pointed to what looked like a mix of strawberry, cherry, mint and chocolate all joined in one.

"Is that even edible?" Sam asked as she glanced at Lola's choice.

“Woah, someone’s really in the mood for ice cream.” The man said with a chuckle.

Lola opened her backpack and got out her stuffed bear but Sam put a hand on the bear.

“Don’t worry, I’ll pay for this one.”

The man got to work and handed Sam her ice cream, he was getting to Lola’s.

“Would you like sprinkles on it?”

“Sprinkles? Yes, Yes, Yes!” Lola begged.

As Sam paid with cash, the man added sprinkles on the ice cream and handed it to Lola. The two of them walked off and found a bench in a park to sit on.

“I have no idea how you can have that much sugar?” Sam said a little surprised at Lola’s ice cream choice.

“Oh this is nothing, I pour an entire plate of that stuff on my pancakes when daddy serves them.”

Sam shook her head and chuckled. “You’re nuts! I’ll burn off my tastebuds if I tried eating as much sugar as you.”

Lola laughed too.

“You know Lo, um can I call you Lo?”

Lola shrugged. “Sure, I guess.”

“It’s been a fun time hanging with you, I can see why Luna walks you home every rehearsal.”

“Actually, we don’t really talk that much when she picks me up. She usually talks in her rocker slang and I can never tell what she’s saying.”

“You mean things like ‘bogus’, ‘whack’, and ‘digging it’?” Sam asked, raising her eyebrow.

Lola nodded.

Sam just laughed again.

“Oh, there’s all sorts of slang Lola, you hang around Luna for a whole day, you’ll pick things up pretty quickly. While I do love me some rock and roll as well, even I got to admit I didn’t understand how other rockers spoke at first but if you hang around them, you pick things up fast and you'll feel like you’ve been with them for years.”

“We hear it in the house every day, trust me there are some things we’ve sussed out, and still some we haven’t.”

“Woah, there hotshot, go easy on the ice-cream.” Sam said after watching Lola take a big bite out of it.

“Argh!” Lola clutched her forehead and gasped.

“Brainfreeze?”

Lola nodded and winced at the throbbing pain in her head.

“Ok hold on.” Sam got out Lola’s water bottle and poured water onto a cloth before placing that same cloth gently onto Lola’s forehead.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

"Trust me.”

Lola found the thunderous feeling in her head easing off quickly, receding inch by inch in a matter of seconds.

“Woah, how did you do that?”

“It’s a trick my mom taught me when I was a little younger. Even though brain freezes don't typically last that long anyway, I still like to use it from time to time, usually on my younger brother every time he gets one.”

“How often does he get it?”

“Like everytime he has ice-cream, he never learns.” Sam said shaking her head and grinning.

Lola took a smaller bite out of her ice cream this time hoping to avoid another brainfreeze. A good twenty minutes passed, and Sam had now finished her ice cream. Lola on the other hand had been finished for quite some time.

“You’re so slow with your ice cream, even Lana would have been done by now.”

“It’s all about savouring the taste.” Sam said wiping her mouth with a napkin.

Lola looked away impatiently and Sam saw that as an opportunity to mess with her. She took an unused napkin and shoved it right in Lola's face.

“Hey!”

Sam laughed and poked her cheek. “You know, you don’t look half bad.”

“You’re lucky you’re Luna’s girlfriend.” Lola threatened half jokingly.

The two of them got up and made their way to the loud house. On the way Lola chattered about her family, school, and her favourite show.

“So, in the latest episode of prison pageants, Gerald discovered three girls stole his daughter’s ribbon. When he got down to the case, those three girls got kicked out.”

“Wow, your show’s eh… interesting.” Sam said raising an eyebrow.

The two had now arrived at the loud house which at the moment seemed quieter than Sam remembered.

“Well Lola, it’s been a lot of fun and oof.” Sam was cut off mid sentence by Lola’s bear hug.

Sam smiled and wrapped two arms around the young six year old.

“Can you pick me up again?”

“Eh, maybe if I’m lucky and Luna has another gig. Speaking of Luna, when she gets back, tell her I said hi.”

Sam released Lola and the fifteen year old rocker turned and gave a wave as she left.

“BYE SAM!” Lola waved. She opened the door to the loud house and stepped inside.

THE END.