Another One Shot From me, this time, something with an older Lana. So anyway, enjoy and Thank you for reading!
Lola was looking in the mirror, she was wearing a long flowing pink dress. She smiled at herself; while she always found herself as the most beautiful person in the world, she was stunned at how she looked in the dress. "I think this is the perfect one," she said.
Sitting on the side, waiting for her to finish was Lola's older twin sister, Lana, also known as her ride. "Good, are we done, yet?" she asked, a boredom underlined her tone.
"Lana, you really should be finding yourself a dress too, if money is an issue, I'll pay for it, a girl's prom only happens once," Lola said.
"I said, I'm not going," Lana said, "The only reason, I'm here is because you don't have a car."
The younger twin shrugged. "I'm going to buy this one." She looked at herself in the mirror again and smiled. "I really thought you would grow out of whatever that tomboy thing you're doing was, didn't know it would stick around when we were 17."
"Just hurry up," Lana said, as she adjusted her trusty red cap.
"I'm going to change back into my clothes and get this purchased," Lola said.
Around the department store, it seemed many of the teenagers were there for the purpose of the upcoming prom. It wasn't just girls there; boys were there looking for some tuxedoes. Lana glanced around, but hoped that no one would talk to her, she hated that awkwardness. This wasn't the first store she had to take Lola to find the "perfect" dress.
"It's going to be great, Lindsay's parents got a limo," a boy said in the background.
Lana's boredom was high, she would rather be doing anything else, something with her hands, maybe something with her pick-up truck. Now that was more fun than some dance, she was the first one in her grade to have their own vehicle, she was proud of that.
"Come on Lols," she thought.
"Alright, I'm ready to go, paid for and everything," Lola said, like she was able to read Lana's mind.
"Really? Good, I'm taking you home, I have things to do," Lana said.
"You've been nothing but grumpy this whole time," Lola said.
"Well, you should know, this isn't what I call fun."
"I still think you should go; if you need some help, I can you a boy to go with, easily."
Lana rolled her eyes, out of her sister's view, and started walking way. Lola followed holding her bag in her right hand. "What kind of boy do you want?" Lola asked, "Tall, short?"
"Lola," Lana grumbled.
"Oh. what kind of hair, blonde, brown, short, long?"
"Lola."
"Maybe a boy with a shaved head, that might work."
"Lola, would you stop?"
"Oh, maybe you want a girl, instead?"
"Lola, shut up, I said I don't want to go, cut it out, or I'll make you walk home."
"You wouldn't, suffer my wrath? No way."
"I don't care, you're being annoying, I don't want to go to the prom, and I mean it!"
The teenager stomped out of the mall, not knowing how her younger sister reacted or if she was following her. The time it took her to find the truck did help her blow off some steam and gave her a chance to notice the Lola was following her from about 8 feet behind. The two siblings didn't say anything on the ride home, the only noise was from the radio; Lola didn't even complain about Lana's music. After dropping off her young sister, Lana went on a drive to get her thoughts out. One of her favorite places was the car garage. She spotted a boy with brown hair, wearing a white a white tank top and black shorts working under the hood of a 1995 Taurus. He looked over after hearing the truck door close.
"Lana!" he called.
"Hey Skippy," she said.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"I'm going to do an oil change, now that I have the money," she replied.
"Oh, what happened now?" the boy asked.
"Ugh, same thing as before," Lana replied.
"Ah, yes, a fight with Lola?"
"Not really a fight, more that she needed to stop bugging me about that stupid prom!"
"How many times do you have to tell her that you don't want to go?"
"You are such a good friend, you know me so well, like she doesn't get it."
"Maybe, but girls like her do cling to things like that; maybe she wants to go with her only twin sister."
"Eh, don't make me feel bad."
"Steven's not here, so you can to that oil change, without any annoyance."
"That's good, where is he?"
"Morgan is going to prom, remember? Of course, he would want to be there helping his sweet daughter anything she wants," Skippy said, in a mocking tone.
"Whose car is that?"
"Some lady, she was talking about how a bunch of lights were on; it's a simple job, but good thing, she almost damaged her car."
Lana opened the hood to her brown truck, grabbed an oil pan, and some bottles of new oil from the office. She got to work. Skippy got away from the car and went to the vending machine, it was an old machine, that was long past its day, but the owner of the shop loved the thing. Skippy unplugged it, then pulled it back in and pressed the cola button and cola came out. "Hey Lana, do you want a drink?" he asked.
"Sure," she said.
He did the same trick again and got a second soda.
"I'm surprised Steven or Jim haven't found out about that machine," Lana said.
"Oh, well, I guess I forgot to tell them," Skippy said with a smirk on his face.
"I think it slipped my mind too, oh well," Lana replied.
The owner of the Taurus came back to retrieve her car. It was a warm day; Skippy took off his tank top and laid it next to his other shirt and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Lana was almost done with her goal, she noticed skippy sitting in a chair drinking his soda.
"You taking a break?" she asked.
"It's a slow day, there's only been two customers today," he said.
"When do you get off?"
"What time is it? I didn't want to wear my watch today."
"Check your phone."
He groaned and looked at the time on his phone and said, "I get off in 2 hours, or if Jim comes by and I can convince him to let me off early."
"Well, I'm almost done, I can stay for a while," she said.
"You aren't trying to gun for overtime, are you? "he asked.
"Really funny, Skip," she said.
"I guess, I shouldn't joke too much, I do need a ride."
"I thought you got a fuel pump."
"No, I sprung for the new AC compressor instead."
"Oh good, you can sit in your car and be cool going nowhere."
"I just got to save up some more for a new one, I'd rather not drive and die of heat stroke."
"Ok, I'll let you ride with me, but you have to pay."
"What? "
"Yeah, uh, you have to ride with me with your shirt off."
"Really funny, Lana."
A large red pick-up truck pulled up, a large man wearing jeans and a bowling shirt got out. Lana waved at him and so did Skippy. "Good thing, it's me and Steven seeing that" the man said to Lana.
"Thanks, Jim," Lana said.
"Mmm, hmm," he said, then turned his attention to Skippy, "Skip, If I came about 2 hours later, would you have been naked?"
"No, of course not, it's just really hot today," the boy said.
"You and that condition or whatever you have; is it slow today?"
"Yep."
"It's just you here?"
"Lana's here."
"I mean, working on my dime."
"No, just me, and there's only been two customers today, invoices and proof of payments over there," Skippy said.
"Mmm, Steven left?"
"Yes, he went to do prom stuff with his daughter."
Jim rolled his eyes, "He spoils his dumb kids, eh, Skip, I think you've done enough today, go away."
"Thanks, sir," Skippy said.
"Yeah, yeah, see you on Tuesday; oh hey, are you going to that prom? If you are, you and Lana can have next Saturday off," Jim said.
"I'm not sure," Skippy said.
"Ah well, I think about that Saturday thing, anyway, you're free."
"Thank you, Jim, see you Tuesday."
"Yeah, and Lana, I'll see you on Monday.
Skippy picked up his shirts and opened the passenger door to Lana's truck. Lana closed the hood and put the bottles in the back of her truck. Jim pretended to look away when she did that. "Bye, Jim, have a good weekend," she said
"That'll depend on how these numbers do," he said.
"Good luck," she said, as she got into the truck and closed her door. She looked over at Skippy who was sitting there with his seatbelt on, and he was looking at his phone.
"I was joking, you know?" she said.
"Huh?"
"You didn't have to sit in here shirtless."
"Oh, I forgot about that, did take a couple pictures though, you wanna see?"
"No."
"Are you still not mad at your sister?"
"No, I just don't want to go home right now, hey, do you want to eat?"
"Sure."
She picked up her phone, called her mother and told her she wouldn't be home for dinner, and would be home a little later. Her mother accepted and thanked her for calling. She let out a sigh and stared the truck. She and Skippy liked the same radio station.
"You and your mother aren't mad at each other anymore?" Skippy asked.
"We weren't mad at each other, she and Dad just disagreed about me not wanting to go to college; I'm going to better at being a plumber and mechanic than going to college and figuring out that I'll hate it there," Lana explained.
"Are they going to let you use the college fund money to help start our business?" Skippy asked.
"I wish they were as supportive as your parents were," Lana said.
"I'm going to community college for some business stuff, maybe you could convince them with that," he said.
"You're so smart."
"Where are we going anyway?"
"Oh, guess we could go to burpin' burger and we can go through the drive through."
After ordering their burgers, they rode to the woods and the two of them sat in the bed of the truck. There was a slight breeze, but it was still a very warm day. Skippy adjusted his cap, which faced backwards, to make sure it wouldn't blow off.
"Hey, you said you didn't know if you are going to the prom?" Lana asked him,
"Yeah," he said.
"That's not because of me, is it?"
"Heck no, I'm just not sure I want to go ask a girl out and the have to get all dressed up in uncomfortable clothing and be awkward for a night."
"Come on, it's not like any girl wouldn't think you are cute."
"Nah, I would rather go with you."
"Eh, I don't want to get all dressed up and stuff."
"I wouldn't want you to wear a dress and all that junk, you'd be uncomfortable, and I'd not be happy that you weren't comfortable," he said.
"Well, if you aren't going, and I'm not going, maybe we could do something that evening?"
Skippy wiped some ketchup from his torso and smiled. "Cool, yeah we should, maybe come here."
"I love this spot; we've spent so much time here."
"Since we were six."
Lana leaned back and looked at the sky for a second, "Yep, we've been friends for so long, most don't last like this," she said, "Even when it started, I had that little crush on you."
Skippy blushed.
"Lola has been the only other person; I've been close too for so long."
"Even more than others in your family?"
"Well, yeah, it's twin thing, I love my family, but my twin sister is a different kind of family bond."
"Oh."
"She's going to be leaving soon, she's wanted out of Royal Woods since she was eight."
"College?"
"Yep, she wants to be a lawyer."
"A lawyer, Lola?"
Lana got back up to grab some fries. She giggled at Skippy's reaction. "You should have seen my parents' reaction to her saying that." She dipped a French fire into some ketchup and ate it. "She might end up being a good one, she's aggressive enough."
"You're going to miss her, huh?"
"Yeah."
"I bet she's going to miss you too."
"We've kind of drifted apart as the years have gone, our interests don't align much, but I guess she might."
She thought about what she said for about a minute, Skippy didn't say anything, he finished his burger. The looked over at him and then at the truck.
"I'm tired, I think I'm going home, want to hang out tomorrow?" she asked.
"Sure, that'll be fun, "he said.
"Cool, guess, I'll pick you up at 11 AM?"
"Yeah, you're taking me home, right?"
"Duh."
"Oh, let's take a picture together first."
Lana pulled into the driveway and walked into the house. Lisa was watching a show on TV and was lying spread out on the couch. The older sister waved at her younger sister and walked upstairs. She went to her room. She and her sister had eventually ended up having separate rooms; this made her happy that Lola wouldn't be annoyed about her stuff.
The next morning, Lana woke up, she was one to sleep in on Sunday Mornings. With only 4 kids leaving in the house, they were quieter than they used to be, she got dressed putting a teal shirt with overalls, then her red cap. Lola criticized her for dressing like she was still six years old, but she felt she dressed for practicality and comfort, not for style. These were men's overalls because they had real pockets and that's what she needed. Then she fed her pets, she still loved keeping animals, her parents thought she would have wanted to become a veterinarian, but she found the job required a strong stomach, there were sometimes a pet owner would have to get bad news and she couldn't think to handle that.
She drove to pick up Skippy for the day and go do something. It was another warm day; he was wearing black shorts and his long blue sleeve shirt.
"You noticed that it's warm, right?" she asked him.
"I'm alright for now," he said, "How did it go with your sister?"
"Ugh, I didn't see her at home, she must have gone out before I woke up, maybe she's ignoring me," Lana said.
"Oh, that's too bad, oh well."
"Here's the problem, Skippy, this might be her trick, she pouts then I buckle."
"I wonder why she wants you to go to the prom so bad?"
"I don't really know."
"Well, you should ask her."
"I will, if I see her, but I kind of want to drop it for now and just have a fun day."
"Alright."
Talking to Lola was an easy idea, in theory, but in execution it was like trying to miss squeaky floorboards when someone is sleeping. When Lana got home, she knocked on Lola's bedroom door. Lola opened it and frowned because it was her older sister on the other side.
"Lana, I'm busy, working on… that's right you might throw me out of the car or something," Lola said.
"Lols, I just want to talk," Lana said.
"There's nothing I want to talk about."
"How long are you going to be like this, I'm trying to do the right thing here?"
"Eh, fine, how about this? It doesn't matter, I'm going to have a nice time with Dennis and the others at the prom, and you can do whatever you want, there, I'm not mad at you, now let me go back to what I was doing."
"I just wanted to ask you…"
Lola closed the door on her sister's face. Lana slammed the door with her right fist and walked away. "Why do I even bother!" she yelled and stomped away. This made her think this was Lola doing a hardball tatic of getting her to change her mind. "I'm really not going now," she thought.
During lunch, the next day at school, Lana noticed that Lola was sitting with some boys laughing and giggling, there was no free spot. She went to sit next to Skippy, as she did every day, just without Lola and her friends this time.
"Hey Lana, how do you think you did on your history test?" Skippy asked.
"I'm sure it was fine," Lana said, her voice trailed off.
"So, you and Lola are still peeved at each other?"
"It's not like I… peeved?"
"It seemed to fit the situation," Skippy said with a comforting smile.
"Have we ever fought, Skippy?"
Skippy rubbed his chin and though for a moment, "Yeah, but we've made up."
"I can tell."
Skippy took out a sub he had in a lunch pack and took a bite. Lana let out a sigh. "Do you think if we got mad at each in a big way, we would never talk to each other?"
"Well, Lana, I'd just hope we would forgive each other, but I hope I'd never do anything that would hurt you on purpose," he said.
"You're one of a kind, oh I told my parents about the community college thing," she said.
"And?"
"I think they liked it, said it shows that at least I'm being serious about my plans."
"Great, we can go together."
"Might be a good thing for us to learn some new mechanical stuff, since cars are getting more computer operated."
"I hate that, cars should be simple machines, adding computers and junk ruins them."
"That's what makes you mad?"
"Kind of, do you want some of my sandwich?"
At work, Lana was working on a van. She got the jobs at seemed to be lost causes. She had been working on it for the past 2 hours. She felt the vibrations of a car pulling up, she peaked from under it and noticed a black convertible. A teenage girl with long flowing red hair, wearing short jean shorts, and black t-shirt got out. "Daddy!" she yelled.
Lana grumbled, it was Steven's daughter, Morgan. She decided to focus on her work and not engage the girl. Steven, who was the co-operator of the garage, was a short skinny man with bushy red hair and a matching mustache. Unlike Jim, he wasn't hands-on and did more of the operational stuff.
"There's my sweet girl, how's it going?" he asked.
"Daddy, Lindsey Sweetwater's limo is going to be bigger than mine," she whined.
Lana wanted to gag right there, but she didn't want to make any attention to herself, so she continued working.
"I though Lindsay was your friend?" the man asked.
"She is, but I can't have her showing me up, like she did at junior prom," the girl whined some more.
"I'll see what I can do," the man replied.
"Thanks, Daddy."
Lana got up from under the van and got inside to start it. "Come on, baby, start for Mama," The machine turned over, but didn't want to start. "Dang it." Lana leaned back and rubbed her chin; she wasn't going to let the van beat her. She got out.
"Lana, come over here, a second," Steven yelled.
"Ugh," Lana muttered under her breath.
"Yes, Steven," she said.
"It's your break time, anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to go with my daughter and her date to the prom; you get to ride in a nice limo," he said.
Lana looked around, Morgan had already left, so there must have been some reason why he was asking her this question.
"Eh, I'm not going, thanks for the offer, sir," she said.
"I'll pay you extra," he said with desperation in voice.
As much fun as it would have been to have some extra money, Lana had a line she wouldn't cross; that was not associating with Morgan at all. The girl and her never got along, since they first met in 6th grade.
"No, I'm sorry, it's tempting, but I can't," she replied.
"Yes, you can take your date too, I'll even pay him."
"It's not that, a prom is not a place for someone like me."
"I'm going to be honest with you, I kind of want someone who I think is responsible to be hanging around my daughter and that boy she's taking with her."
"You think I'm responsible?"
"Well of course, I thought Jim was crazy for hiring you and that boy you hang around with, but apparently, you are some of the best workers we've ever had."
"You're not just saying that because you want something."
"It's a mixture of truth and butter."
"Oh, well, sir, that's kind of you, but I can't hang around Morgan."
"I kind of figured thanks anyway."
When Lana got home, she saw Lisa playing a video game in the living room. She kind of laughed at how Lisa mellowed out as she got older. Lisa mostly spent her days at home unless she had some lecture or some science thing she was working with. This also meant she kept the house clean in her long days.
"Hey Lisa, I'm home," Lana said.
"Oh, I'm glad you could declare something I already knew," Lisa said.
Lisa had mellowed out, but her sarcasm still existed.
"Are you the only human here, besides me?" Lana asked, making sure to be a specific as possible.
"Well played, and yes."
"Hey, unless you think this isn't important, could you help me?"
"With homework?"
"No, something else."
"It gives me something to do, sure."
"How does it feel to be able to be so free?"
"Am I really free? I've invented so much, discovered so much, it's hard to be satisfied by anything really."
"Lola's mad at me about not wanting to go to the prom, and I wish I could talk to her, but she's made it hard."
"I gave up the spying on the siblings thing years ago, you know."
"I wasn't asking for secrets."
Lana sat down on the arm of the couch and looked over at Lisa, "I just thought you might know why."
Lisa adjusted her glasses and thought for a moment, "Maybe, it's a twin thing, it's your last few months together, for the first time ever."
"We've been apart before."
"Not like this, Lola's going to law school, and if she completes everything, she'll be doing it for 5 to 7 years; you might only see her on holidays and summer, and that depends on how plans end up going for the two of you."
"I never thought of that."
The younger sister turned the TV down and moved closer to her older sister. "I never appreciated it for a long time, and I kind of regret it," she said.
"Huh?" Lana asked.
"It's humorous in a dark way, this family was the largest in the town, but by sequence it started to get smaller. Lori left, she would come back often, but then it stopped; she'd be here for holidays sometimes, now she's married. Leni moved out, moved back in, moved out, and so on and so forth, now you two are about to be next."
"Well, I'm staying, remember? You wanted to be our accountant."
"Yeah, but Lola's going to be leaving, and eventually, Lilly."
Lana was maybe looking for comfort, wasn't finding it with conversating with her younger sister. "That's depressing, Lisa."
"Of course, it is, maybe that's why Lucy was the way she is, but I think you lost my main point."
"What was that?"
"Lola, and this is hypothesis, Lola wants to spend a big event with her older sister, you only have a few more left. The senior trip, and graduation are after the prom."
The mechanic looked down at her hands, which were cupped in her lap, maybe her little sister was right. Lola was sentimental about these things, twin stuff, she wanted to continue sharing birthday parties even if that meant Lana got to choose the themes sometimes, even with their different interests, she still wanted to find time to find something to do with Lana.
"I never thought about that," she said, "She didn't pay you or something, did she?"
"Pay me? I've made more money than she's collected, every time someone buys one of my books, or buys one of my inventions, I make money, I'm slightly insulted that you…"
"Ok, ok, I was just asking, sorry."
"In a strange way, I'm going to miss her too."
"I remember when you tried so hard to not show emotions, now you do it so easily, here you go," Lana said handing her sister a tissue to wipe some tears.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
"Thanks, Lisa, I'm going to go and think."
"Alright, enjoy your shower."
"Dang it, Skippy, your return to work and the temperature drops 20 degrees, what the heck?" Steven complained.
"It's so refreshing, though," Skippy replied.
"If Jim didn't like you and I didn't know some other place would take you in a minute, I'd fire you," Steven said.
"But I control the weather, you wouldn't want to mess with my powers, right?"
"Eh, get to work!"
Skippy laughed as he walked over to check the board for something to work on. There were a few other mechanics there, and he decided to work on the van Lana was working on yesterday. When he wasn't looking, Lana had showed up for work and surprised him at the van.
"Hey, I was working on that," she said.
"Well, maybe we could do this together," Skippy said.
"It is a tough one," she replied.
After a couple hours of work, they had the moment of hope, that the vehicle would hopefully start. Lana turned the key; Skippy was in the passenger's seat, his fingers crossed, the car clicked, and it did what was thought to be impossible, it started. "Yes!" the two of them cheered.
"Alright, Skippy, you give this a test drive, let's swap places," she said.
"Okay," he said.
They took a ride around the block, the old van was chugging along, it moved smoothly. The duo had big grins on their faces. When they made it back to the garage, they high fived each other.
"Heck yes! You got it too work," Jim cheered as he greeted them.
"Yep, it just needed some love and care," Skippy said.
"And Bunch of new parts," Lana said.
"I'll call the owner; you get the quote together."
"Yes, sir." Lana said.
The two of them were sitting at a desk and waiting for Jim to come back. "Skippy," Lana said.
"Yes?"
"I think I want to go to the prom."
"What?"
"I've been thinking about it all day, after talking to Lisa, yesterday; Lola loves these big moments, and we don't have many of them left in our senior year."
"If that's what you want to do."
"There's more, this probably is the wrong way to do this or something, but would you be my date?"
"Sure."
The teenage girl was slightly surprised, he replied with no hesitation. He was nervously smiling; she was kind of blushing herself. "Do you really want to?" she asked.
"Sure, if I was going with anybody, I'd want to go with you," he said.
"I was kind of hoping you'd talk me out of it; I don't want to wear a dress," she said.
"You don't have to, they do make girl suits," Skippy said.
"You wouldn't feel weird about that?"
"No, I'm going with Lana Loud, I don't care what you wear."
"Oh, we can't tell Lola, I want to surprise her."
"I guess, I'll have to cancel my daily talks with Lola for a while."
"Very funny, maybe tomorrow, after work, we can go shopping."
"I have a question," he said.
"Yes?"
"What money are we using?"
"Oh, Lisa helped me out there, and funny enough, she said I don't have to pay her back, it was a gift."
"She knew of your plans?"
"Yes, and let me let you in now."
Lola had been giving Lana the cold shoulder for the week, minus making some snide comments in Lana's direction. The older sister didn't let it get to her because the plan she had was sure to please Lola. She had gotten herself a power blue suit to wear to the event, Skippy was going to wear a white one. They'd probably look goofy, but she really didn't care. Finally, the night had come. Lana faked that she went out with Skippy for the evening, when Lisa called her to tell her that Lola had gone, she had come back. Skippy drove over, he was able to borrow his mother's car.
"Ah Lana, you look so nice, I'm happy you are going," Rita said.
"I feel weird, but it'll be alright, especially going with Skippy," Lana said.
Lynn Sr. was recording his daughter, some tears running down his face, and he had barley contained himself with Lola's time. The doorbell rang, it was Skippy, of course, he was wearing his suit with a bonus of his green cap.
"Oh Skippy, you aren't wearing that thing, are you?" Rita asked.
"Come on, Mom, it's how we are," Lana said, pointing at her own red cap.
"Ok you two, get together and smile." Lynn Sr. said.
"I thought that was a video camera?" Skippy asked.
"It does both," Lynn Sr. said.
"Oh, could you send my parents this, they'd like it too," Skippy added.
"You two are so cute together," Rita said.
"Ah mom," Lana winced.
"Come on you two give me some hugs," she said.
"Same here," Lynn Sr. Said.
The teenage boy was quick to give the parents a hug even more than their daughter. She eventually followed along.
"I'll have the prom queen back in a few hours," Skippy said.
"You're driving Lola back?" Lana asked.
"I was talking about you," he said.
"There's no way that's happening."
"I was going to say you're my prom queen but realized that sounded to cheesy and almost threw up."
"Eh, I'm glad you didn't say that I almost did too."
"They are made for each other," Lynn Sr. said to his wife.
"Night, you two, have a good time."
"But not too good."
"Ah, but were going to the dog track and gamble, dang it," Skippy joked.
"Good Night, Mom and Dad, we have to hurry up, Skippy, and surprise Lola."
"Don't drive too fast!" Lynn Sr. yelled.
Lana and Skippy had made it to the high school, Skippy handed the tickets over and they walked in. The gym was decorated with the traditional streamers and party stuff, the music was playing loudly, it was pop music that Lana and Skippy really didn't like. Lana scanned the room to find her sister.
"I wonder where Lola is," she said.
"Hmm, look for a crowd of people and you'll find either Lola Loud, Lindsey Sweetwater, Lacey Saint Clair, or Morgan Johnson, or all four of them planning to kill each other," Skippy said.
"Eh, I hope we find her, what do people do at these things?"
"We could get something to drink."
"Alright."
The duo walked over to the refreshments table and Skippy poured punch for Lana and himself. Then a chill ran down her spine, it wasn't from the cold juice. She felt strange and that's when the two words she didn't want to hear, happened to be said.
"Hello Lana," Lacey St. Clair said.
"Hey, Lacey, nice to see you," she said.
"And Skippy, we'll isn't this nice," Lacey said.
"Hi Lacey," Skippy said.
"So, you decided to come here after all, and of course, you would wear that," Lacey remarked.
"Where's your date?" Lana questioned.
"Oh, Jeremy? He's somewhere, I had to double check my eyes when I thought I saw Lana Loud here; and Skippy, to show him what he's missing."
The girl stood in pose with her hands on her hips.
Lana rolled her eyes. Skippy started to laugh at Lacey. "Hey, are trying to be a superhero or something?" he asked.
Lana started to laugh with him.
"I hope you and Jeremy are having a fun time; I hope you are with your perfect date, like I am with mine," he said with a smile.
Lacey turned around and huffed.
"Wait, have you seen Lola?" Lana asked.
"Ugh, check by the bleachers," Lacey said.
Lana looked over at Skippy chuckled. "How do you do that, be nice and yet it's somehow mean?" She asked.
"It's not really being mean, she just knows that she doesn't have any connection with her date, like I do," he said.
"Oh, let's go find Lola," Lana said.
"Mind if we hold hands?" Skippy asked.
"Uh sure," she said
They walked through the thrush of people to find a sight that they weren't expecting Lola sitting on the bleachers looking sad. She was alone, her date nowhere to be found. Lana frowned as she looked at Skippy, he had the same face as she did. The two of them ran over to the girl.
"Lola," Lana called.
"Leave me alone, I… Lana?" she said.
"Hey Sis, I decided to come to the prom, and wanted to surprise you, and Skippy's my date," Lana said.
"Hey Lola," Skippy said.
"Oh no, that's just great you would show up," Lola said.
"Well, that's not the reaction I was expecting, it worked better in my head," Skippy said.
"What's wrong?" Lana asked, "Where's what's his face?"
"I don't want to talk about him," Lola said.
Lana and Skippy sat down next to the sad girl.
"I'm sorry, Lana, I was mean to you this week," Lola said, "I should know by now, that you don't like these things."
"I'm sorry a little bit too, I understand, I've haven't able to do as much stuff with you since I've been working and everything," Lana said, "And with us graduating soon, we're going to be apart in the fall."
"I'm sorry, too," Skippy cried.
The two girls glanced at him.
"You didn't do anything, idiot," Lola said.
"I didn't? Oh yeah, I didn't."
"Hey, don't call him an idiot," Lana said.
"Sorry, Skippy."
The twins hugged each other; Skippy smiled awkwardly until they turned and hugged him as well.
"Well, let's have some fun," Skippy said.
"You two, look nice, you pull a suit off well, Lans;I shouldn't really intrude," Lola said.
"Hey, you've been waiting to do this for years, you are joining us and that's final!" Lana commanded, "Come on, little sister."
"Oh you aren't?"
"I am."
"Okay."
The three of them danced, exchanging Skippy between the two girls. Lana seemed to have more fun than she thought she was going to have. Then came the announcement of Prom king and queen. Lola figured she wasn't going to get it. She grimaced when they announced that Lacey St. Clair and her date had won. At the time she felt relieved.
"Are you alright?" Lana asked.
"Yeah, I'm just bothered that you and Skippy didn't win, you are obviously the real prom king and queen," she said.
Lana and Skippy glared at each other and smirked.
"Eh that was cheesy as can be," Skippy said.
"Yeah, really," Lana said.
"Oh, real funny, guys," Lola said.
It was time for the last dance.
"Guys, you two have this dance, I'll go over there," Lola said.
"But Lola?" Lana said.
"We can dance together," Skippy said.
"No, I want you two to have this moment together, this is the most intimate dance, share it with someone you love, and you two love each other. Don't try to argue, you two have a bond that many would love to dream to have for a second. I'm glad that you're my sister, thank you Lana you made tonight special, and Skippy, you are the best, I'm glad my sister has someone as special as you in her life, don't do anything to lose her." Lola explained. She had large grin on her face. She walked off to the bleachers.
Lana and Skippy got closer, he smiled at her and she at him. Lola turned around to see them struggling on what to do, she ran back and showed them where their arms should go and walked away again. The teenagers smiled at each other and moved against the music, but that was their way.
"Do you think she was right?" Lana asked.
"About where our hands go?" Skippy asked.
"No, about us, do we love each other, like in that way?"
"I don't know, but I know I really like being with you, I'm never annoyed by you, you always make feel special, but I don't want to sound lame, and I don't know how to explain it, but I've never felt like this about any other person."
"I think I know what you mean, I feel the same way, I would hate it if you weren't part of my life, you were there for me; I don't think anybody else would have done what you did tonight to help my sister, thank you, you listen to me if I'm happy or sad, and everything else, you're the best."
Skippy touched his cap to make sure it was on backwards and leaned forward and kissed Lana on the lips. She was surprised at first, but didn't reject, she leaned in and kissed him as well. Then they stopped and laughed.
"That was weird," Lana said,
"Yeah, but we've gotten better at kissing each other," Skippy said.
"I don't know; that one time I got your gum was cool," Lana said.
"You still owe me for a new stick."
"I love you Skippy."
"I love you too, Lana."
"This song sucks, though."
"Yeah, really, but it's almost over."
The duo gave up on the song and went to find Lola and get somewhere else to get something to eat.
Thank you for reading.