Note: This idea has been with me for a while so I hope you will enjoy it. I've been picturing to see what the 2nd Generation of 'Leave It to Beaver' would look like. You can also find it on noveljoy dot com and fictionpress dot com. Also note that there will be flashbacks throughout the story from the original show. Please read and enjoy!

School ended for that Friday afternoon. Lindsey Cleaver was carrying her textbooks and wore her nylon backpack. She went to her locker. She put the books on the floor. Her friend, Martha Haskell rushed over to her locker. Lindsey wore a pair of pearl earrings, long black hair in a ponytail, new blue jeans, white tennis shoes, and of course, a light purple T – shirt with buttons.

"Hi, Martha," Lindsey greeted her.

"Hi, Lindsey," Martha returned panting.

"You're panting, Martha."

"I ran downstairs from history."

History was Martha's last class of the day. Lindsey's last class was science. It wasn't a favorite class, but she gets As and Bs. Martha didn't care much about school.

After Martha came to Lindsey's locker, their friend, Louise Rutherford came to join them. Louise Rutherford was different from Lindsey and Martha. Unlike Martha and Lindsey, Louise never was born in the States. Her adoptive father, Clarence Rutherford, took her here to the States after he retired from Africa. He worked at an orphanage and took her here to the States when he retired.

Lindsey wanted to visit her father, Wally and Uncle Theodore (Beaver for short) after the school year was finished for the summer. Wally and Uncle Beaver lived in Mayfield.

"Hi, ladies," Louise said.

Her short blonde hair was ready for a shampoo, Martha and Lindsey noticed. Louise had beautiful light brown eyes. She was wearing a lavender shirt, but unlike Lindsey's shirt, it had a zipper. Louise wore Sketchers, but her pair looked like it was time to go to the dump. Louise was wearing perfume today.

"Hey, Louise, what's the perfume for? It smells nice. Trying to impress the guys on the baseball team so they can take you out to the prom?" Martha asked with a laugh.

"No, Martha, I'm not. I'm not here to impress the gays in the university. I am trying to find a guy that would want to go on a first date."

Martha gave another laugh. Like Lindsey, she had the same looks as her father, Eddie Haskell. She'd heard lots of stories from her father while growing up. She'd been told so many times she acted and sounded just like Eddie. Since her parents divorced when she was younger, she and her sister were able to see Eddie on vacations and holidays.

"Will you cool it, girls?" Lindsey asked as she slammed her locker.

Like Martha, Lindsey also sounded and acted like her father. Lindsey wasn't like Martha who had a sibling to hang out with. She was an only child. Lindsey found an old saying Wally had told her: They're just giving you the business. Lindsey thought what Wally told her was true at this time.

The three girls were now in the university's parking lot.

"What are your plans this afternoon, Lindsey?" Louise asked.

"I'm going to my dorm room. I have a few tests that are coming up, so I think I'll get started."

"Come on, Lindsey. You can study another time. Do you want to go to the mall instead? A movie is starting in a couple of hours," Louise told her.

"And I'm tagging along," Martha remarked.

"Maybe another time, Louise. I have a lot of homework to do tonight. You both should do the same thing."

"You're not fun, Lindsey. Just this once?" Martha asked.

Lindsey continued to shake her head.

"Sorry."

"Fine. You'll miss all the good stuff, Lindsey. If you don't come, you'll be sorry you did," Louise replied as Martha nodded in agreement.

"If you don't mind my asking, Louise, what movies are playing?" Lindsey asked.

"I don't know. We'll sneak in whatever movie is playing. I heard Saving Mr. Banks is supposed to be good. Are you still tagging along, Martha?" Louise asked.

"You bet. Whose car are we taking? Mine or yours?" Martha asked when the three girls reached Lindsey's car.

"You still have time to change your mind, Lindsey," Martha said once Lindsey unlocked her car.

"Sorry, girls, my mind hasn't changed. I'll see you tomorrow," Lindsey told Martha as she shut the backseat.

She now got behind the wheel, buckled her seatbelt, leaving her friends behind.

"She'll be sorry," Martha said as they reached Louise's car.

Louise's car was able to fit three people. Like Martha and Lindsey, her adopted father, Clarence (aka Lumpy) told stories when they were growing up. Martha hopped in the passenger's seat. After slamming the door, Louise started the engine, turned the station to a rap music channel and the air conditioner on.

Once Louise and Martha were out of the university parking lot, a commercial was on.

"Again?" Louise mumbled.

She didn't seem to care much for TV and commercial ads. When the GEICO commercial was over and another began, Martha said, "Hey, Louise, I just came up with an idea."

"What?" Louise asked.

The music returned.

"I know what we can do. We can get on the computer and change Lindsey's password," Martha said with giggles.

"Lindsey sure wouldn't appreciate that if she found out it was us and wouldn't be our friend anymore," Louise told her.

"I guess you're right. After all, she is a dear friend. I still vote we give it a shot."

Louise didn't reply after what Martha had just said, but gave her friend another answer.

"I guess we can fool around just this once. We'll have to do it quick," Louise told Martha.

"I knew you'd change your mind. When Lindsey's doing her homework this evening, you come to my dorm and we'll use my laptop."

Louise agreed.

"Done deal."