Caught By The Bad Boys

Chapter Forty Three: Under His Beanie

You like the pic of Benny? Lol I was bored ;)

Under His Beanie

Miranda

"Don't worry I have back up," I said with a sly grin as an imaginary light bulb appeared above my head.

As I was planning it my head, I heard Lana talking at the end of the line. A mischief grin spread across my face as she spoke.

"What do you me-" I cut her off as I ended the call to eager to explain.

Gripping the phone in my hand, I stared at my reflection through the mirror. If someone walked into the restrooms they would immediately think that I'm a psycho.

My blonde hair fell to my shoulders as the warm jacket cuddled my body. We were at an Italian restaurant with Melissa and Nick. Marcus is recovering yet I could sense the flu on him. I told him that we didn't have to come if he wasn't well but he assured me he was.

I turned my phone on and began scrolling through my contacts to get to the right person.

Lana has been through a lot and I knew she would get her period soon. She hates it because she can't do much except sit and whimper. I would always go to her house and spend three freaking hours watching a ship sink. The living room would be covered in junk food as well as blankets. I smiled at the memory.

The screeching noise of the door made me jump in surprise. I spun around seeing Melissa with a worried expression on her face. It immediately dropped when she saw me standing in front of the basin with a smirk plastered on my face.

"You done powdering your ass?" she asked with a grin.

I playfully rolled my eyes as I sent Benny a quick text. I could feel breathing on my neck and looked over my shoulder to see Melissa watching me.

"Why must he go there?"

I bit my lip nervously debating on whether I should tell her. I glanced back at the phone, seeing that Benny didn't read it yet. They are hanging out at Ethan's place tonight so they probably had their phones off.

"T.O.M is here." I mumbled.

"What?" she stared at me with a look of confusion, didn't she know what T.O.M meant?

I tried to think of another way to put it as an elderly woman entered the restrooms. She gave us a warm smile as she entered the cubical.

"Lana has her out of order sign."

"Huh??"

"She has a visitor."

"What the hell are you talking about Miranda?" she demanded clueless as to what I was saying.

"She's on her period!" I blurted out. A staggered look on her face as her mouth formed into an 'O' shape.

"So why send Benny?" Melissa asked tilting her head to the side.

"As much as I would love to be filled with blankets with my best friend I can't ditch this date." I sighed glancing at my phone to see if he replied.

This stupid idiot better check his phone.

"Why not Blake?" she asked with a smirk.

"I don't have his number." I lied taking a step back. Melissa watched my movement as she took a step forward. I watched as she took her phone out of her purse and began typing.

"Then I'll do it." She remarked and then put her phone on the basin. I watched as she took the hair tie out of her blonde locks and began fixing her hair.