Lola woke up once again, sun going down. She sighed, no friends, no anything. While the sun was going down, Lola was getting more border by the day. She got very bored, she sighed to herself. As she slowly dawdled off the bed, she looked at the glass window. Sun going down, she probably figured not much people would be up.



[b]7:40 PM[/b] 
Lola was still in her greaser outfit. She could probably pull some pranks on people, if no one was witnessing it. While everyone was having fun, she could create her own fun. She snuck out of her apartment, grabbing a bat along the way. The clock ticked and tocked. Finally, Lola was out and she started knocking trash down with her bat. She hit the walls and went crazy.




[b]8:00 PM[/b] 
After a while, Lola would get on her Stylish Hot Rod and hold out her bat, swinging at mailboxes and knocking all of the mails over.
She laughed, she came across a couple rich houses, she looked at them for a minute. But she didn't care, she knocked over all the rich peoples mailboxes, dumping them. 

[b]10:00[/b]
Lola was halfway through the neighborhood. She got tired, and she attempted to make it back to her apartment, going to sleep.