Lola watched with disdain as the large, sloppy nerd stumbled away. Algie just wouldn’t get the picture that she wasn’t interested. Sure, he was useful last year with his high test scores and perfect homework, but she was done with that. He’d been told repeatedly that she’d moved on to better men. Yet here she stood with an armful of cheap chocolates and a tacky Valentine made out of construction paper.
Uch, just what I need. Johnny won’t like it if I show up with all these. Sides’ I already got a bunch of chocolate from him. And its better than this cheap stuff.
Lola stood in the gym hallway and looked around, wondering where she could deposit some of the chocolates. She’d keep a few of the chocolates and the Valentine, but she would never need this much candy. What was that dork thinking?
The trashcan inside the girls locker room caught her eye. She walked into the locker room and manage to make it to the trash without dropping some of the candy. She let out a cry of frustration when she saw that the trashcan was full. Great. Just great. What can I do with this junk? Johnny’s meeting me here soon, and I really don’t want to have to explain to him again why I have valentines gifts.
Starting to panic, Lola turned her head and looked for some place to stash the candy. There! A locker in the first row had been left open. She shoved most of the chocolate into the locker and hastily left the room. As she put the small amount left over into her bag, Christy and Angie passed her on their way to the change out of their gym clothes.
"Yeah, but Casey was totally checking you out Christy! I bet you could you could get a date if you wanted to…”
"I don’t know Angie, I mean, like, he’s cute but I think Dan was planning something. Oh! Hold on a sec, Mandy forgot to close her locker. I told her I’d get it. I’ll meet up with you in a minute."
Christy and Angie entered the locker room, and Lola, horrified, could only stare after them. Mandy had left her locker open. What?!
Okay, okay. Don’t flip. Maybe Mandy wouldn’t notice that Lola had some of the same chocolates as those in her locker. Maybe Mandy wouldn’t notice that one of the chocolates in there had “Lola” written on the label. Yeah. Maybe.
Lola mussed up her hair, wrung her hands, and grabbed her bag. It wouldn’t do any good to stand around here. With one final wide-eyed glance at the locker room, she turned and dashed out of the gym. Johnny would just have to find her somewhere else.