Lola Hummel adored her twin. Lola isn't into singing as much as her brother, but she loves to dance, always teaching her brother new moves. So when he joins the Glee Club, she is right there with him, choreographing their numbers. Lola is the first...
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Lola puts two cans on the coffee table with a grin. "Drinks? Check. Snacks? Check. TV set up? Check. Comfy clothes? Check. Blankets? Check." She nods to herself as Burt walks in. "Hey Princess. Ready for Deadliest Catch?" Burt asked his daughter after kissing her head.
"Who do you think I am Dad?" Lola asked making him chuckle and grin. "Okay okay. I'm gonna go say hi to your brother then we can watch." Burt said, smiling as Lola collapsed onto the couch. Most fathers watch these shows and games with their sons, but Lola has always been the one to find interest in them.
At three years old, she climbed into her fathers lap when he was watching football, cheering when he did and booing when he did. Lola was always a daddy's girl, and she wouldn't have it any other way. Don't get her wrong, she loves to shop just as much as she loves to watch a game, but more often than not, she would prefer to sit down with her dad and cheer on a team rather than shopping to her hearts content.
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Everyone is gathered in the choir room, Mr. Schue passes out some sheet music to everyone. Lola grins as she see's the key the song is in. "This isn't going to Rachel." Lola whispers to Quinn who gives her a curious look. "Just watch." The shorter girl nodded towards Rachel who was frowning at the sheet music in her hand.
"Excuse me, this isn't the right key." Rachel said getting everyone's attention while Mr. Schue continued to hand out the sheet music. "No. It's actually the right key." Mr. Schue said, smiling at said girl. "No, no, this is the alto part." Rachel protested making the cheerio's and Lola roll their eyes at the girl.
"Yep. Tina's doing the solo." Lola shot out of seat to hug the girl, insanely happy that she's getting her time to shine. " I'm sorry, there must be some sort of mix up. I thought I made it very clear that anything from "West Side Story" goes to me. Maria is my part! Natalie Wood was a Jew, you know. I've had a very deep, personal connection to this role since the age of one." Rachel said, Lola shot her a look.
"Fine let's play that game. Natalie wood is Latina, so by your logic, the solo should go to Santana, the only Latina in the room. That's like saying the christian artist should only go to Christians, and Asian artist should go to Tina. African american artist should go to Mercedes. Disabled artist should only go to Artie, and you get all of the Jewish artist. Only non-religious artist should go to Finn, Kurt and I. But wait that means you would rarely get your spotlight, darn." Lola lectured before saying the last sentence sarcastically, Rachel blinked rapidly, trying to find an argument for the very true lecture she just got before shaking her head and turning to Mr. Schue.
