The fact that Lola Baxter had to get a job over summer was bogus. She didn't want to be stuck behind a cash register or stacking tapes in a backroom, she wanted to be in her best friend's dingy garage making music. She craved the smell of spilled soda and the taste of sweat in the air (only if someone had a paper towel at the ready, and said sweat was masked by deodorant). Too bad she was stuck in Sam Goody's for a few months before her Senior year on three dollars an hour.
The only plus side to being stuck in the new Hawkins mall for what seems like every waking moment besides her eccentric coworker, is the fact that just across the food court is an ice cream shop, where a pretty girl with sarcasm woven into her bloodstream scoops chocolate sundaes six days a week.
So, with a guitar in her hands and a song practically writing itself for Robin the ice cream girl, it is yet to be decided if it is a good thing that they're stuck for hours together in an underground Russian organisation on the night of the fourth of July.
SUZU HIROSE ; LOLA BAXTER
MAYA HAWKE; ROBIN BUCKLEY
LYDIA NIGHT ; DORY KEINER
lola - coca cola version by the kinks
you only live twice by nancy sinatra
i dare you by the regrettes
eyes like pearls by the coral
get outta my dreams, get into my car by joe jackson
girlfriends by the academic
pink triangle by weezer
world of our own by westlife
the tide is high by blondie
don't you want me by the human league
this year's love by david gray
dream a little dream of me by doris day
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