"be a part of the love club
everything will glow for you"
or
ricky bowen finds
the help that he needs
within the love club and their
leader shiloh molina
[ ricky bowen x fem oc! ]
high school musical: the musical: the series: season one - four
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SHILOH SMILED as she removed her hands from Ricky's. There was no way she was going to remember the chords for the song let alone practice because she had no ability to do so in her free time.
"Well, as fun as that was..." She started, removing the guitar strap, and handing it back to Ricky, "I do have to head out now. Promised my dad I would be home on time."
She grabbed her bag from the ground. Ricky quickly standing up from the bench and rushing front of her.
"Wait! What if we got milkshakes? On me."
Shiloh paused. No, she wasn't going to deny the free drink but she definitely didn't know why Ricky wanted to be by her side all of a sudden... more so than normal.
"Fine. I'll take on your offer."
Ricky smiled, "Great... how about a movie?"
"Uh, I don't see why not."
Shiloh rarely had people over her home. It wasn't a bad thing. Her house was just at max capacity and a lot for one person to possibly take in. She liked being at home, but it was crowded, so she did spend more time at the Love Club to think, do homework, to relax even. Shiloh lived in a very full and loud house.
Ricky took notice of Shiloh's silence. He didn't want to tell her everything going on at home, but he didn't want to go there either. So, it was either spend as much time with Shiloh until she grew sick of him or go home to seemingly, an empty place.
Shiloh dug through her backpack looking for her keys. Was she an excellent driver? No. But she was good enough to pass the test. Maybe her instructor felt bad for her.
She finally found them and lead Ricky to the tan Jeep Renegade. Wasn't Shiloh's dream car. She didn't really have one. A car was a car to her. She was lucky her dad didn't want it anymore and handed it to her instead of selling it.
Ricky and Shiloh sat in her car for a moment before she threw her backpack in the backseat. Ricky didn't know if he could do the same, but after he saw Shiloh's hand reaching out for it, he passed it on.
He also took notice of the car seats in the back. Two of them. One of them big enough for a toddler, the other for quite literally a very, very small child.
It left his mind racing with questions on questions. From the mirror above he could see the mess of toys on the floor.
She was a babysitter. That's what Ricky was going to go with. She was a babysitter on the side. Taking care of two very small children and forgetting to return the car seats. That's what he was going to go with.
He shut the visor and looked over at Shiloh who was staring down at her phone with furrowed brows and quickly typing away at her phone.
So much was going on in the matter of two seconds, but Ricky rather question this than what was happening at home.
