Who Lola and Benny What Questionable Behaviour aka getting iced hot chocolate Where A starbucks near you! When Wednesday afternoon Rating Pg-13 for language, most likely. Lola's got a feisty vocab.
Lola stayed in bed until about noon, calling in to say she couldn't make the show that evening, and generally moped about. After Kenzie's verbal hit and run of the evening before, Lola was left reeling. With no warning, she had apparently had become a bad news Brown for the man, and her love was trumped by his sister's 'protection' and 'honesty'.
"Besides the fact that I honestly didn't do a thing with Benny besides be his friend," Lola grumbled as she peeled herself out of bed, going to take a bath that was rather long and rather tear filled. She had been crying off and on since the man had left, anything really pushing her to the point of tiny sobs. It didn't help that a lot of things in her apartment made her think of Kenzie-which had never been a bad thing, before he decided he had been wrong about her and that she was a floozy-so she stayed in her bathroom a long while, sulking in her tub.
After the bath of woe, Lola went to her computer and decided to try and just write down what she was feeling. It didn't really help, but she got to talking to Benny. Benny. Right. The one she apparently was being questionable with. What on Earth did that even mean, anyway? She had no idea. She had played with his hair at practice once? She had sat and laughed with him? So what? When did having a friend become a crime? Yes, she had been interested in him before she met Kenzie, but she loved Kenzie. But, apparently that was not really enough. He had lied about that. He didn't trust her. And no one would care that Kenzie broke her heart because Kenzie was the Ellisson King of Broadway, and Lola had only been the British tart he had been seeing. She was switching back and forth from pining for the man and being angry at him for completely dismissing her feelings due to his damn sisters and their damn gossiping.
The more she talked with Benny, the more frustrated she got with her situation, and finally, she just huffed, pushed back from her lap top and got herself dressed, pulling out her cell and texting Benny a simple:
U. Me. Starbucks in 30?
Before she was out the door. Benny was someone Lola had been able to talk to, he had been a good friend, and he made her smile, and fuck Kenzie if he didn't want Lola smiling. She wasn't going to be dumped-or whatever it was Kenzie did the night before, not feeling good about them or whatever, maybe wanting a break, maybe wanting it over, whatever-and not go see her friends because there was a chance Kenzie would not think she was slut if she didn't. She was sick of jumping through hoops. She had played nice with Stella, she had played nice with Nora, and it wasn't enough. If Kenzie didn't trust her, there was nothing Lola could do, and she wanted a damn iced hot chocolate since the one she had attempted to make the night before ended up getting her dumped.
She was at the Starbucks in fifteen minutes and hoped Benny would be there soon. She ordered a iced hot chocolate with extra whipped cream and moved to sit by the window. Surely to God, if the Ellisson girls got wind of her going out with Benny the day after Kenzie told her that he had to take care of him and not be with her, etc., they would think they were having an illicit affair, but frankly, they thought Lola and Benny were having an affair when they were just talking online. So, she couldn't please them. Or Kenzie, apparently. So. She had some of her whipped cream, putting it on her finger and licking it off, and sighed.