Alright guys, I've been trying to get "A Year As A Loud" to keep going, but I just had this great idea. Here's the result of hurried along writing and a wonderful idea. Reviews and follows are appreciated. Just a heads up, this is not related to my other stories. Enjoy.
"You almost ready to head out, babe? We gotta be at the place by 7 if we want decent seating..."
"Come on, Ross, give me a minute!" Lynn Loud yelled down the stairs to her boyfriend. She was 16, with long, brown hair and freckles on both her cheeks. She had met Ross back in the 7th grade when they played football together, and they had immediately hit it off. They has been an item since the last year. Not exactly considered "popular" at school, she took her relationship with Ross as, well, a pretty big deal.
"I'm just saying, Lynn, if you're not down here in like, 5 minutes, I'm leaving without you!" Ross was the poster boy for "Jock." He was 17, and he was tall, strong, and good looking in every way, shape, and form possible. He had blond hair that he wore as a buzz cut, and he stood at a height of 6' 1".
"Good lord, Ross, you're annoying!" Lynn said as she hurriedly walked down the stairs. "I was going as fast as I could!"
"Babe, I love you and all, but you are slower than my grandma sometimes. And she's been dead for 8 years now."
"Oh, knock it off, dude. Where are we going?"
"Well, you won't believe it, but I just got us seats at the new sports bar across town!"
"What?!"
"That's exactly what I said when I booked us! I heard that Franklins has been rated the best restaurant in town! And we're going!"
Lynn was speechless. She had heard good things about the sports bar across town, but it was expensive. And high class.
"But how did you get reservations? I heard they've been booked until next year!"
"Babe, it pays when your dad's got connections in good places. You ready?"
"Almost. Let me go say bye to my parents for a minute."
She went into the kitchen, where her parents were busy making dinner for their remaining 8 children. Even after Lori and Leni went off to college, they had to still manage to provide for their remaining children.
"Mom, Dad, me and Ross are leaving now."
"Have fun, Dear!" Her mother said as she cooked. "And remember, don't do anything that you'll regret later on. Got it?"
"Yes, mom, I got it," she said, annoyed.
"If he even lays a finger on you, Lynn, then I swear to god, I'll hunt him-"
"Dad, it's OK. He's still the same guy as the last time you met him."
"Hey, just giving him a warning," he said, making eye contact with Ross, who quickly looked away.
"Bye, Lynn!" Her siblings said to her as she began to walk out of the kitchen.
"Bye, guys!" She said as Ross escorted her to his car.
"Gee, how do you survive in a family that big? I don't like having one sister, let alone 7 and a brother!"
"Actually, it's 9 sisters. 2 are in college."
"Your parents are insane, you know that?" He told her as they drove off.
30 Minutes Later...
"Excuse me, sir, madam, but this is for reserved guests only. You'll have to leave."
"Excuse me?" Ross asked the doorman who wouldn't let them in.
"You heard me, sir. I'm afraid I have to-"
"Do you know who I am?"
"Well, um, I don't think it will-"
"DO YOU FREAKING KNOW WHO I AM?!" He shouted, startling both the doorman and Lynn.
"N-n-no sir, but-"
"I'M ROSS CHANDLER!"
"C-chandler? F-from the rich family?"
"You got it, buddy. Now, I'm asking you to let me and my date in. And if you dont, well, I can tell you right now that you're gonna be joining those bums over there," he said, pointing to 3 teenagers who were loitering by the entrance. They seemed to look hurt at the accusation of being "bums."
"N-no, sir! A misunderstanding! Please, go in! I'm begging you!"
"Thank you! Next time, why don't you pick on someone else? Cmon, babe. Our table should be-"
"Wait! Those guys are with us, remember?!" Lynn said, pointing at the 3 outcasts.
"Lynn, what the hell are you-"
"REMEMBER?" she said while glaring at her boyfriend, who then realized what she meant.
"-sigh- fine, they're with us. Let them in." He said. "But DON'T expect me to pay for them!" He hissed at Lynn.
"Certainly, sir," the doorman said as he motioned to the avagrants to come in, much to their surprise.
"I'm sorry for my dates behavior," Lynn said to both the doorman and the 3 outcasts. "We'll be happy to pay for your food," she said, much to Rosses displeasure.
"Ah, no thanks, girl, you're fine. We only really want one thing in here..." one of them piped up, walking to the back corner of the restaurant.
5 Minutes Later...
"Lynn, that was the stupidest thing I've ever seen you do! And you've done some pretty stupid stuff," Ross said as he glared over at his date.
"Oh, knock it off, Ross. They don't even matter to you anymore. They're over there, doing... Something."
Lynn looked over at the 3 men, seeing that they were about her age. The one that had talked to her was black, medium height, and wearing a leather jacket. He was standing by a tall Hispanic man, his hair in cornrows snd also wearing a leather jacket. The third one Lynn recognized as Sandy, a guy in her grade. While in no way related to Jesus, he had the look of him, with the long hair and beard, and he too wore a jacket made of leather. What they were doing, she didn't know, but she saw they all held a long, wooden stick in their hands, surrounding a table...
"Lynn?! Are you listening?"
"Huh? Oh, sorry. Can you repeat that?"
"-sigh- Well, I was out with my friends, and-"
"Would you two like something to drink?" Their waitress said as she came to get drink orders.
"-Grrrrr...- Yeah, get me a beer."
"Sir, are you over the age of-"
"Does it matter? My dad knows the owner, and if you don't get me exactly what I want, then you can be sure that you'll be looking for a new job come tommorow!"
"Would you like Budweiser or Coors Light, sir?"
"Bud. And what do you want, Lynn?"
"Can I get a Coke, please?" She asked with a smile.
"Of course you can, sweetie," the waitress said, writing it down.
"And, uh, can you get those 3 guys drinks, too?" She asked, pointing over to the 3 teens she let in.
"I think I can do that!" She said as she went over to take their orders.
"Lynn. Come on."
"What? They're our-"
"You said I wouldn't be paying for them!"
"Fine! I will, then!" She said as she stood up and went over to the 3 kids.
"Here you go, guys," she said as she gave each of them 10 bucks for the drinks.
They stated at her for what seemed like a long time, before the black one said, "What kind of joke are you playing, girl?"
"What?"
"This is a joke, right? You and your asshole boyfriend think we can't afford our own drinks?"
"First off, don't call my boyfriend an asshole. And second, I just want to make sure you have drinks."
"Well, it wouldn't hurt, dude..." the Hispanic dude said to his friend.
"Quiet, Colin, I'm thinking! You know, fine. You're friend over there can pay for our drinks."
"Uh, what're you guys doing, exactly?" She asked them looking down at the table that surrounded. It was lined with red felt, with pockets on each corner and side. On the table were several small balls, each with a different color and number.
"What does it look like? We're playing pool."
"Why?"
"Well, why wouldn't we play the greatest sport in this town?" Sandy said as he leaned down and aimed at the white ball with the wooden stick.
"Pool? Pool isn't a sport!"
As soon as Lynn had uttered those words, the 3 men turned and faced her. Even Sandy, who was in the middle of his aim.
"What the hell did you just say?!"
"Uh, that pool isn't a real-"
"You've gotta be kidding me! Pool isn't a real sport? Hah! What do you even know about sports, girl? You probably don't even know how to play!"
"Of course I do! Give me that!" She said as she took the stick from Sandy. She aimed and awkwardly hit the yellow ball with the side of the stick, causing it to hit the black one into the pocket.
There was an awkward silence. Then, finally, the kid that was called Colin said, "Dude, is this a joke?"
"Like I said, she doesn't know how to play! I told you!" He said to Lynn, now embarrassed by the fiasco.
Looking over to Lynn, the black kid said, "Look, girl, it's not easy to play-"
"My name is Lynn. Not girl."
"Ok, LYNN, I was saying that pool isn't as easy as you think. It takes practice. And effort. But I most of all, it takes-"
"LYNN!" Ross said loudly as he walked up to the pool table. "What are you doing?!"
"I was just, well, payi-"
"Avoiding me?! Cmon, we're leaving. The service here is shit, anyway..."
"Well, what if I don't want to leave, Ross?"
"And how exactly are you gonna get home without my car? Answer: you're not. So come on!"
"Hold up, hold up, hold up!" The black kid said to Ross. "Who do you think you are?"
"Eddie, be quiet!" Sandy whispered to his friend, but Ross said, "Who am I? Did you just ask me who I was?!"
"Are you gonna answer me? Who do you think you are, telling "Lynn" here what she can and can't do?"
"I'm her boyfriend, wise guy. And I say that we're leaving!"
"Well, guess what? Maybe she doesn't want to leave!"
"Now look here, you idiot, I'm one of the richest people I know. I practically own this place! So me and Lynn are leaving!"
"Gee, if you're such a good boyfriend, then why don't you let HER decide whether or not to leave?" Colin spoke up.
"-sigh- FINE! But don't get your hopes up! She'll follow me to the end of the world if she could! And you guys are just-"
"Actually, Ross, I think I'll stay for a little longer."
"WHAT?!" He yelled, stepping forwatd just as Eddie stepped between them.
"You heard her. Now get out."
He stood there, motionless, until he reached over, grabbed Sandys wooden stick, and snapped it over his knee.
"What the hell, dude?!" Colin said, going over to face Ross.
"Doesn't matter, anyway. My dad will pay for it," he said as he stumbled out of the restaurant.
"I think he might've had a bit too much to drink, there," Eddie said as Lynn sat down.
"Great. Now how am I supposed to get home?"
"I don't know, the bus?" Colin said as he was elbowed by Eddie.
"I can give you a ride home. My car is in the back parking lot."
"Wow, uh, thanks."
"I don't think I properly introduced myself, yet. I'm Eddie. Eddie Williams. And these are my buddies, Colin and Sandy."
"Lynn," she said as they shook hands.
"Cmon. I'll tell you the basics in the car. See ya, guys," he said to Colin and Sandy. They waved, and then resumed their game.
10 Minutes Later...
"This it? 1216 Franklin?"
"That's the one. Thanks, Eddie," Lynn said as she got out of his old Toyota.
"No problem, girl. You ever need a ride, you know how to call me!"
"I do?" She said, confused.
"Oh, shit! I forgot!" He said, pulling out a pen and piece of paper. He quickly wrote his phone number down and told her, "Call this number if you need a ride or something."
"Thanks," she said as he drove off. She walked inside, up the stairs, and to the room that she and her sister, Lucy, shared. She got into bed and fell asleep. And for the first time in a while, she didn't dream of her boyfriend.
This was interesting to write, this chapter. Tell me if I should keep writing this or leave it alone. Reviews appreciated. Thanks, from RSizzle34.