I don’t know what this is but I wanted to write Lola fic. Basically this what happens when you want your OC to be bffs with your friend’s OC and have Lola thrown in the mix.
“I am not stealing my dad’s car, Dottie,” Emily huffs, crossing her arms and trying her best to give her friend a stare down. Since she was little, she has learned to respect her fathers’ wishes and rules and the most important one has been to not touch Lola, her dad’s vintage cherry red corvette that she only got to drive once in her life on her 16th birthday.
“It’s not stealing per say, it’s more like borrowing,” Dot counters.”And I HATE when you call me Dottie.”
“Okay one, it’s totally stealing if I don’t ask him or daddy permission. Two, it’s probably got an alarm system that activates if you even breathe on it and gives my dad a warning on his phone. Or it has laser protection, who knows.He’s crazy about Lola.”
“And three,” Emily says, counting off her fingers.”I only call you Dottie because I love teasing you and calling you that is my way of saying that this is a bad idea that will get me in trouble with my dad and have him send my sorry ass to a boarding school in Siberia.”
“I’m pretty sure there’s no boarding schools out in the middle of Russia,” Dot says, rolling her eyes and then ungracefully rolling off of Emily’s bed till she landed on the carpet.”He won’t even know we went by it, let alone breathed on it.”
“Dot,” Emily warns.”There’s a reason why the rule of the house and at my dad’s work is ‘Don’t touch Lola’. And I don’t want to find out in my lifetime why nobody should touch her so let’s just finish this damn project so we can goof off the rest of the weekend.”
“Fine!” Dot whines out and throws her arms up.”Not my fault your dads haven’t bought you your own car yet and we’re stuck here till they come back from their date with the one car you’re allowed to drive.”
“They’re at the store getting us food for the weekend because you’re staying over since YOUR parents are out of town!” Emily counters, finally getting up from her desk and stretching out her poor back.”Or did you forget about that too?”
“No I didn’t and they’ve been gone for almost two hours now. I’m pretty sure they went on a date and are going to bring us pizza for dinner instead of the cookout they were planning on doing.”
“Whatever. Let’s just forget the car nonsense and my parents and let’s go outside before it gets too dark,” suggested Emily, giving her back a quick crack and going by Dot to give her a lift.”I need an effing break from this stupid project and so do you apparently if you wanted to get out of the house and go for a drive.”
“Not my fault we got stuck with a lame history period that’s driving us both crazy. It’s just lucky we have to run you like a collie every now and then to get rid of the crazy,” Dot grins, grabbing Emily’s hand and standing up.”Seriously, you have too much energy sometimes.It’s crazy.”
“Not my fault I need an outlet and so do the dogs, now that I think about it,” she replies, before dragging Dot out of her room and down the stairs, only to see the dogs waiting for them to come down and let them outside.