The Golden Boy

Lola is NOT your average teenage girl. She wasn't popular, she wasn't a nerd, and she wasn't boy crazed. In fact, she hated boys. With her mind set on her future, Lola meets a stranger named Anthony at a gas station and instantly feels a connection, only to find out, it was a one-time thing. Lola's back in school and finds herself going to school with the same boy she met before.


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    “Sweetheart!” Luisa smiled, “You’re home!”

    Lola sighed walking through the living room into the kitchen to see her grandmother sitting there. “Oh, mija!” Her grandmother exclaimed, “Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

    Lola didn’t respond for awhile, as she took a seat and looked at her grandmother. “No,” she said, “It wasn’t my day.”

    Lusia, walking in with a curious matter and took a seat next to Lola at the dinner table, “What’s wrong, dear?” She asked, “Did something happen? Lola wanted to answer, but the party was in her head. It wasn’t just to party either, it was him. Anthony. Her grandmother, Millie, continued tapping her fingers on her laptop waiting for Lola to respond. Luisa looked at Millie with a smirk, “Was it a boy?” Luisa joked. Millie caught on and laughed with her, “El chico,” she replied in a flirtatious matter, “Wawa boy?”

    “You told her?” Lola groaned, covering her face.

    “Of course I would!” She said, “Are you over that stupid pledge?”

    Lola got up from her seat and took a long look at her mother, “It wasn’t a pledge and it’s not about him!” She denied, “It’s about this party Madison wants me to go to.”

    Millie nodded in a disgusted way, “That Madison no es más que un problema!”

    “She is not a problem, she is her friend.” Luisa argued, “You’re free to go, you seem stressed.”

    She was stressed, she couldn’t keep her mind of that boy. It had to be his smile or the way he looked at her. It made her bones weak. Or the weak bones were because of her job, maybe she did need the party after all. It’d keep her mind off of certain things and keep her with an open mind. She smiled at her grandmother and mother, quickly walking upstairs to her room. She zoomed to her closet, looking for an outfit to wear for tonight. Looking furiously, she also waited on a text from Madison or Anthony. She remembered giving her number to Anthony in his car while driving her home. It was an awkward drive home, Lola didn’t know what to say to him. She knew if she’d say anything, it would come out as a flirt. The silence was something that always worked for her. She stopped looking for a dress and sat on the corner of her bed. She wanted a dress that would impress, not a dress you would wear to an Easter dinner. She didn’t know what to wear, her mind was clueless.

    A knock came from her closed bedroom door, “Can I come in?” Luisa asked.

    “No,” Lola sighed, “I’m talking to a guy.”

    Luisa walked in and searched for her closet. “What’s the sadness about?” She asked, “Is it really about the party?”

    Lola would tell her mother everything, knowing she would make a big deal out of everything. Luisa’s opinions never phased her. Since she was her mother, her opinions were meant to be there. Luisa meant a lot to her, not only as a mother but as a friend. She enjoyed having company. Boys was never a topic for them because of Lola’s ways, but it often popped up. “I want to impress,” Lola frowned, “But I have nothing to wear.”

    Luisa looked at Lola, walking to sit beside her, “What else is there to be impressed by?” She asked Lola, “You’re very beautiful, Lola.” As a mother, Lola knew it was her job to courage her to do and believe certain things, but Lola never fed into it. Luisa got up from the bed as a knock appeared. Lola’s door was wide open, and her grandmother was downstairs. Luisa rolled her eyes and kept her eye on the window; a shadow appeared. “Why do they always do that?” Luisa asked. She walked towards the window and opened up the blinds. Appeared the shadows were Valeria and Madison with exciting faces that later turned to questionable ones. Luisa opened the window and looked at the two girls, “You know you can just use the door,” She remarked, “It’s not a bad thing”  

    “I know,” Madison laughed, “Lola’s grandma doesn’t like me and I know it, that’s why I use the window ” Luisa chuckled, making way for the girls to climb into the room. “Using the window makes you seem like two horny boys,” Luisa responded, “Which would make her dislike you more if she caught you guys.” Lola got up from her bed, crossing her arms. “Why are you guys here?” She asked. Madison looked at Valeria and laughed, “You’re not going to any party with a closet looking like an aesthetic Tumblr girl calling for help,” Madison responded, “We’re taking you shopping for a dress.”

    “Thank god,” Luisa mumbled, “I’ll give you money, Lola.”  

    Luisa walked out the room and shut the door behind her. Leaving the two girls with Lola. “We aren’t taking your mother’s money.” Valeria replied, “You’re wearing one of our dress.”     

    “Your skin tight ones? No thanks.”

    “Oh come on!” Madison pleaded, “It’s just for a party.”

    “You can talk about that boy you mentioned when we dress you up.”

    Luisa, walking into the room, handed Lola 70 dollars. “Buy the best!” Luisa smiled. Lola looked back at the girls, that was looking at the money. Lola grabbed the money from her mother’s hand and gave her a side hug. “Thanks, mom.” Lola said, “But, don’t you think this is a little too much money?” Her mother grabbed her hands, “I said buy the best, and meant it.” She replied, “Stop worrying.”

    Madison and Valeria waved goodbye to Luisa and climbed out her window. Lola grabbed her jacket and phone, climbing out of the window behind them. “Thanks again, mom.” She said, closing the window behind her. Her mother gave her a silent wave, closing the blinds. Madison beeped her horn as Lola jumped in fear.

    She was going through with it, she was actually going to a party; for a boy. She didn’t understand what people meant when they said they felt a connection with someone. With only two conversations that lasted 10 minutes and 30 minutes, she could finally understand what they meant. Her only hope was that he would feel the same way.

    Lola made her way to the door as Madison locked it before she could even touch the handle. “Are you sure you’re ready for the night of the year?” She asked. Lola took a deep breath and looked at Madison with second thoughts. “Yes,” She responded, “So ready.”


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