Is this the real world? " The final version "

I don't know

Mickeys POV

" Miranda? Sounds like that girl my sister saw talking to two men on a plane a couple of months ago. What's your last name? "

" Cole, Miranda Cole. " I said, deciding to play on my previous lie.

" So you are her. " Sophie gasped.

" I guess. " I mumbled.

Another young lady stepped into the room.

" Jessica, that is Miranda. " Sophie said.

" Oh really? Cool. " Jessica said and shook my hand. " I'm Jessica, Sophies older sister. I sat behind you on that plane. You sat right next to Charles and James right? "

I nodded my head and stood up.

" Thank you for everything and for saving me. But I gotta go. I've got things I need to do. " I mumbled and started walking out of the room.

" Hang on. " Sophie said and grabbed my shoulder. " You can't go out in winter weather like that. Let us help you find clothes. "

" Sure, but I really gotta get some things done. Quick. "

" Don't worry. It won't take long. Come on, you can have some of my old clothes. "

Sophie was a couple of years older than me, and Jessica a few years older than her. Sophie dragged me up some stairs into some sort of bedroom. Then she started digging around in a big, white dresser at the other side of the room. After a few minutes she found a brown leather dress that was absolutely amazing. It had wide shoulders. A long coat like torso, were a little tight around the hips and had a matching hat and gloves. I fell in love with it the moment I saw it.

" How about this? Do you like it? " Sophie asked.

" No, I love it. " I said.

Sophie threw it to me and smiled.

" I have no use for it. Try it on. "

I took of my dirty old t-shirt and put the dress on. I usually hate wearing dresses, but I loved this one. I hugged Sophie and told her how thankful I was.

" Aw, Sweetie. You look great. You wanna keep this old thing? " She said and held up my old t-shirt.

I giggled.

" Nope! " I said and giggled again.