Lollie Parker

Lollie sat in her desk wide awake and on time.

"Look who's on time." Lucas said sitting down.

"I'm only awake because my brother said he was coming to bring me lunch."

"Your brother?"

"He's my step sibling."

"The sixties, man. Influential musicians like Bob Dylan and Joan Baez Playing guitars and singing like prophets. The times, they were a-changin'." Mr. Matthews booming voice said starting the lesson.

Someone from the back head suddenly hit the desk.

"The class, they are a-sleepin'." Farkle told him.

"It's not your fault, dad. It's just the stuff you're saying." Riley said in a cheery voice.

"I'm talking about the sixties, man." Mr. Matthews said trying to sound cool.

"Nobody cares about when you were our age." Riley said.

"Riley, it was over fifty years ago. How old do you guys think I am?"

"There's no right answer to this, sir." Lucas said leaning back.

"You should teach us future class." Maya told him.

"Almost impossible." Lollie muttered.

"Listen, Dad, you're doing a wonderful job up there and we're very happy that you're all jazzed up-" Riley said but was cut of by the door opening.

Noah walked in and approached Mr. Matthews.

"I need to speak to my sister." He said.

Noah eyes scanned the room and he saw Lollie.

Lollie wasn't the type of person to look up and see who was at the door because it was rarely for her.

Noah looked down and saw Maya and Riley. Maya mainly gawking at his sight.

"Who may that be?" Mr. Matthews asked.

"Lollie."

Lollie looked up and saw Noah with his hands in his pocket.

"That's her brother?" Maya asked Riley in a whisper.

"I guess so." Riley whispered back.

Lollie stood up and walked out the door with Noah behind her.

"Where's my lunch?" Lollie asked Noah once they were out the door.

"Here's the thing-"

"You forgot it."

"Mariah is on her way to bring it to you."

"Whatever."

"I got you a lollipop."

"You had the time to get me this but not my actual lunch. Thanks Noah you will be my hero forever."

Lollie took the candy from Noah hand and walked back into class.

"You're welcome."

"Where's your lunch?" Lucas asked Lollie.

"He forgot it. So my sister is going to bring it."

"What were we talking about?" Mr. Matthews asked.

"How history has nothing to do with us." Riley told him.

"I'm gonna snap this chalk now." Mr. Matthews said in "anger".

"Uh-oh." Lucas muttered.

"Snap." Mr. Matthews said and broke his chalk, "What did you guys do yesterday?"

"I think I had grapes." Riley said.

"Do you know what yesterday was?" Mr. Matthews asked.

"Grapes day." Riley said.

"History." Lollie said sitting back.

"Right. Every decision you make every day, every time you decide to turn left instead of right, you make history and you affect someone else's. And if you refuse to learn that, I guarantee you, you guys will not become the best person you can be. Because history is all about missed opportunities. "History has nothing to do with us," wasn't it, Ms. Matthews? Can't remember, it was like five minutes ago. Fine. I am not gonna teach you guys about the sixties." He said.

"Yay." The class said.

"You are." He finished.

"Yay." Farkle cheered.

"History is alive even if you weren't. But now you're gonna be. You will visit the nineteen sixty and give a report." Mr. Matthews instructed.

"Time travel?" Farkle asked.

"How do we do that, dad? We weren't even there." Riley asked.

"You were." Mr. Matthews said.

"How?"

"You all have grandparents or great-grandparents. Choose one who was around during that time. Learn all you can about them and report back. Then we'll see if history has nothing to do with us. Living history Now I'm all jazzed up." Mr. Matthews said shrugging his shoulders up and down.

"Yay." Farkle said again.

With Mr. Matthews all jazzed up about the project and the others begging for the bell to ring, their prayers were answered.

Everyone quickly felt the room except for Lollie and Lucas.

"Ms. Parker? Do you think you know where your great grandparents were in nineteen sixty-one?" Mr. Matthews asked.

"My grandmother traveled a lot so she was just here and there."

"Well, call her and ask. You never know who your grandparents know."

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Cafe Hey! Greenwich Village 1961.

Brooklynn "Lynn" Parker

Lynn walked into the small cafe with her glasses pushed up on her face.

Lynn always had a bag with her and never left without it.

Lynn was a traveler and didn't stay in one place too long.

She turned and sat a table and waited for the next act to walk up on stage.

"Welcome, to Cafe Hey, pronounced, "hehhh." The man named Ginsburg said.

"Hehhh." Everyone repeated in the same monotone voice.

"You're getting better at that. Tonight's gonna be legendary, man. Let's just see what flows." He said getting ready preform.

"Black. White. Green. Tan. No one listen to the man. Freedom is the only plan. Free to be who you am. Can't you see? That you are me. Karma." He spoke and everyone snapped.

Ginsburg walked off stage and towards Rosie.

"Whatcha writing?" He asked.

"Oh! Just observations. You know, thoughts about the people I meet. These are deep, man" She explained.

"You're one deep chick." He said.

"Chick? Down here I'm a chick." She said enthusiastically.

"Why'd you come here tonight, Rosie?" He asked.

"I came to make some new friends."

"You see, there's three tables over there. The one the left, Bob and Joan, table on the right, a blonde. Lastly the one in the middle, the one with brown hair. They're new around here, too. Go left, right, or straight ahead." He finished.

"What to do?" She questioned herself.

Rosie went right. Brooklynn didn't expect for the girl to sit with her.

"I guess straight wasn't her choice?" Ginsburg questioned.

"I guess not." Brooklynn said speaking for the first time.

"Ginsburg."

"Lynn."

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Lollie Parker

Lollie sat inside at one of the booths at Svorski's.

Her sister sat outside waiting for whenever Lollie was ready to leave.

"Lollie!" Lucas voiced said from the door frame.

Lollie only came when she knew the others weren't going to be there so she could be alone.

"Hey, Lucas."

"Did you find anything about your grandmother?" He asked the girl.

Lollie lifted a bag from off the ground and placed it on the table.

"She carried this bag everywhere. She traveled a lot." She answered, "What about you what did you find?"

"My dad is sending something about my great-grandfather. We don't talk about him much. His name was Merlin." Lucas said.

"Wow."

"What was your grandmothers name?"

"Brooklynn "Lynn" Parker."

"So what's your moms name?"

"Bailey "Lee" Parker."

"Does everyone have a nickname?"

"Only the girls do. It usually part of there first name."

"So what about yours?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your name is Lollie but it's only a nickname, so what's your actual name?" Lucas asked.

"My sister name is Mariah "Ria" Parker." She said laughing.

Lucas took the opportunity to take a picture of Lollie without her noticing. Farkle said he needed, but was he just going to keep it to himself?

"I didn't ask about your sister. I want to know you better Lollie and I can't do that if I don't know your actual name."

"Then you won't know me better."

Lollie stood up and walked towards the door.

"It can't be bad Lollie." Lucas said trying to boost her confidence.

"How do you know?" Lollie asked.

"Why do you go by Lollie?"

"You'll see." Lollie said and walked out the door.

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Cafe Hey! 1961

Brooklynn "Lynn" Parker

Lynn and Ginsburg sat at table and just talked.

"You got something you like Lynn?" Ginsburg asked.

"Not really, I move around so much I don't get to experience many things." Lynn told him truthfully.

"How often do you move around?"

"Once I leave this cafe I'm onto the next place."

"Which is?"

"You're a questionable man, but if you must know, I'm going to Pittsburgh."

Ginsburg sat straight up in his seat.

"What's there?"

"Something different that's not here."

"Topanga. What a beautiful name for something that you want to love. I'm gonna remember that." Rosie said getting more and more loud.

"Topanga." Lynn muttered.

"Whatcha thinking there Lynn?"

"I know what I like. I like when it's cold. I like snow. I love Winter." Lynn said with a smile.

Ginsburg looked at the girl and took out his camera and took a picture of the smiling girl.

"Why'd you take a picture of me?" Lynn asked.

"To remember you."

Ginsburg stood up from his seat and walked towards the stage.

"May, take the stage, May." Ginsburg said speaking in the microphone.

"Car drove off airplane flew I stayed here missing you I grow old never see that you were there missing me are we now? What were we then? Will we look back and wonder when? What could have been what isn't yet will you remember or forget? Wow! I'll remember, because that was great." May sang.

Even though it wasn't Lynn's type of music she still clapped for the girl.

"Merlin. Merlin Scoggins. Take the stage, cowboy." Ginsburg said walking back towards Lynn.

"Merlin?" Lynn asked Ginsburg.

Before Ginsburg could answer, Merlin was on stage.

"Hello. I'm Merlin Scoggins." He said turning around.

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Lollie Parker

Lollie sat at her desk playing with her pencil as Lucas and Riley were presenting their projects.

"Hello. I'm Lucas Friar." He said turning around.

"My great-grandpa used to do that. He was a man named Merlin Scoggins. And this record was a big hit." He explained.

"That's amazing, Lucas." Mr. Matthews said standing at the side of the room.

"Why didn't you ever tell us any of that?" Riley asked.

"Yeah, I'm gonna tell you and Maya I have a country-singing great-grandpa and that I actually do come from cowboys." Lucas said looking back and forth between Maya and Lollie.

"Yeah, because you need more nicknames to go with Hopalong, Sundance and Ranger Rick." Lollie said leaning back.

Maya turned back and looked at Lollie.

"No, I'm done with that. I'm so impressed with your rich, Texas heritage that we are officially throwing out all of those old nicknames forever." Maya said.

"Wow, thank you, Maya." He said with a smile.

"No problem, Bucky McBoing Boing." Maya said getting a laugh out of some others.

"From what I can piece together, my great-grandmother Rosie McGee was a weird, little, wide-eyed goofball who only saw the best in everybody." Riley said, "Who's like that?"

"Nobody." Maya said.

"I'd like to play you my great-grandfather's song." Lucas said playing the song on the record player.
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Cafe Hey! 1961

Lynn Parker

"Hello, I'm Merlin Scoggins." He said turning around.

"I ain't got change in my pocket but I see it on the streets there's been change on the faces of the people that I meet hey mister, brother, sister could you spare a man some change Hey, mister brother, sister can you spare a man some change?" He sang.

Was it music to Lynn's ears? No, no it wasn't but she clapped anyway.

Merlin walked of stage and sat next to Ginsburg and Lynn.

"What do you do?" He immediately asked the two.

"He takes pictures." Lynn said.

"She's never in one place."

"Is that a good thing?" Merlin asked.

"It can be. Depends if you see something and you can't do it alone. That's why I only stay in one place for so little time." Lynn explained.

"Do you like being alone?"

"Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don't."

Merlin looked at Lynn he looked behind he and saw Rosie.

"Why don't you join me over there." Merlin said pointing over at Rosie's table.

"No thanks."

Merlin couldn't even bribe the girl even though he tried there's was nothing that was going to make Lynn move over there.

"I hope I see you around Lynn." Merlin said before moving to Rosie's table.

"I'll be back." Ginsburg said and went to Rosie's table.

Lynn felt like she needed to go. Not go to Pittsburgh go, go as in, leaving the cafe.

Lynn stood up I walked towards the door.

But the only one who saw her leave were Merlin and Ginsburg.

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Lollie Parker

Farkle came in the class and flipped Mr. Matthews name plate around.

"Yeah, okay." Mr. Matthews said and walked towards the corner.

"We are all part of a puzzle called history. We are each a tiny piece of that puzzle that comes together and makes a picture. Well, you're not gonna believe the picture I just found. My great-grandfather Ginsburg worked at a Greenwich village cafe." He explained, "Riley, Lucas, what year did your great-grandparents visit New York?"

"Nineteen sixty one." They said simultaneously.

"Whoa." Riley said in shock.

"I knew it." Farkle mutters under his breath.

"What month?" He asked.

"December."

"Say it again." Farkle told Riley.

"Whoa."

"And what was the name of the club?" He asked.

"Cafe" Riley said.

"Hey." He finished.

"That's where my great-grandfather worked."

"Maya, what did you learn about your great-grandmother?" Farkle asked.

"Nothing, my mom said to leave it alone." Maya told him.

"I know you, Maya. You're not a puzzle to me at all." Farkle said.

"You went behind her back and snooped around, didn't you?" Farkle asked.

"No."

"What did you find?"

"No."

"Tell me her name. Say it or I will."

"May Clutterbucket." She mumbled.

"What?"

"I come from a long line of Clutterbuckets."

"Oh, this is the greatest day of my life!" Lucas shouted.

Farkle turned towards Lollie and began to ask her questions.

"What's your great grandmothers name?"

"Lynn-"

"Her real name?"

"Brooklynn Parker."

"What's your moms name?"

"Bailey Parker." Lollie said doodling on her paper.

"What's you're name?"

"Lollie Parker."

"Lollie."

Lollie wasn't ashamed of her first name whatsoever, she just liked Lollie better.

"Winter Parker."

"Where did she get you're name from?"

"She met a man and she overheard a lady named Rosie talking about how beautiful the name Topanga was. She loves winter so that's where it came from."

"Thank you." Farkle said feeling successful.

"All of our relatives met each other on the same night." Farkle explained.

"Your great-grandmother was my great-grandmother's friend." Riley said looking at Maya then back a Lollie.

"No. They never became friends. She walked out. She left." Maya said.

"And you didn't tell me?" Riley asked.

"Tell you what? That I come from people who give up? That I am a Clutterbucket?" Maya asked.

"Change history." Mr. Matthews said.

"Excuse me?" Maya asked taken aback.

"They would have been better off being friends." Riley said.

"That was a missed opportunity. Don't let your history be one of missed opportunities. Learn from the past." Mr. Matthews explained.

"I don't want to be a Clutterbucket." Maya said looking over at Riley.

"You're not. You're all Hart." Riley told her with a smile plastered on her face.

"On December fourteenth, nineteen sixty one, four pieces of a puzzle came together only one was missing." Farkle explained.

"How great is history class now, everybody?" Mr. Matthews asked.

Half the class turned towards Matthews and shushed him and Farkle went back to talking.

"Great-grandfather Ginsburg was hard to research, because he was never in any of the pictures, because he took them. Ladies and gentlemen, I have achieved time travel. Thank you. I am Farkle!" He said showing us the picture his great grandfather took and the one he took the other day.

"Who's that?" Riley asked.

Lollie looked up at the picture of her great great grandmother and sat up straight.

The picture then changed to the one Lucas took of Lollie the other day.

"How?" Lollie asked Lucas.

"Magic." He whispered to her.

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Lollie stood at her kitchen table with all her family there.

"Why are we up so early?" Noah asked.

"Why not." Mariah said eating her cereal.

Lollie stood on her tip toes to reach the box of cereal and once she finally got it she sat down.

"Hey Lollie, Cory called." Her mother said.

"Why?"

"Something about Maya Hart?"

The three siblings looked at each other then back down at there food.

Lollie opened the box and saw no cereal.

"Who has the nerves to leave an empty box of cereal on the self?"

Noah leaned back in his seat and continued eating.

Lollie stood up and threw the box and Noah causing the cereal to be spilt everywhere.

With everyone laughing Lollie thought she leave before her mother asked anymore about Maya.

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"You're early." Mr. Matthews said when he saw Lollie walking in with the others sitting at their desk.

"Where are we going today, dad?"

"I thought you guys didn't care about any of that stuff?" Mr. Matthews asked.

"No, that was yesterday. Yesterday is history." Riley said to him.

"What do you have for us today, Mr.Matthews?" Maya asked.

"The year was nineteen sixty three. I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today. Martin Luther King, Jr. A lot of things happened in 1963. The sixties, man." Mr. Matthews explained laughing at himself.

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Episode: Girl Meets 1961

Words: 2906

Pages: 47

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