Monica impersonating the school

The Caller ID said it was the high school. Melinda decided to answer it and leave it on speaker. “Hello, I’m calling on behalf of the school and principal. Is this Brooke Mendez’s mom?”

“This is she,” Melinda said.

Brooke paled as she recognized Monica’s voice. “I’m calling because I wanted to inform you that Brooke had a little… incident at school. And I was wondering when you wanted to pick up her jeans.”

“Her jeans? She told me a girl took them,” Melinda said.

“Oh no, they’re right here. She just had a little… incident so we had to remove them for her. Poor girl couldn’t hold it any longer,” Monica said with a grin. “Her undies weren’t salvageable, but her jeans are fine to be picked up.”

“I see…” Melinda said. “What exactly happened?”

“Brooke wet herself during class and had to come to the nurse’s office after school. We agreed to take her pants and undies and then she ran off. I guess she was probably embarrassed. Probably made up some fib either about a fight or blaming another student.

Melinda sighed. “Well, thank you for calling. You can keep the jeans at school. I’ll be dealing with Brooke. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Monica said letting the phone click before giggling.

Melinda turned to Brooke looking angry. “So… you tried to lie?”

“W-wait!” Brooke cried. “There was a fight! A fight with a girl!”

“Remove your hands right this instant!” Melinda yelled.

Brooke whimpered as she reluctantly lowered her hands. Melinda noticed the wetness and screamed. “Get upstairs, now! Run the bath, I will be there in a moment! I better see you waiting in the tub when I get up there!”

Brooke whimpered as she scampered up the stairs.