Page 19 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
"Green Tiger, " said one of Bryce's friends, looking at his phone. "The eagle is in the bird bath."
"Huh?" asked Kristen.
I looked over the guy's shoulder at his phone screen. He was looking at a video feed of an empty dorm room similar to the one Kristen and I shared.
"What in the world are we doing?" I asked.
"No time to explain," said Bryce. "We've gotta move."
The handlebars had broken off our scooter during the crash, so Bryce just took off running. I chased behind him, but he was sprinting way too fast. Luckily we only had to run one more block before we arrived at Dorm 16.
Bryce's friends grabbed the scooters and hid them in the bushes out front and then we all huddled up.
"Alright," said Bryce. "Red Wolf, you'll stand guard out here. Pink Ocelot, you're my eyes in the sky..."
"Pink Ocelot?" I asked, looking at the guy who had just been addressed by that name. He was the one with the perfectly coiffed dark hair. "Is that seriously your codename?"
He shrugged. "I thought it sounded cool..."
It doesn't."Interesting. So what are Kristen and..."
Pink Ocelot cleared his throat. "Codenames only, please."
"Geez, okay. Sorry. We'll get codenames. Kristen, what do you..."
"God damn it!" yelled Pink Ocelot.
I jumped when he yelled at me. Bryce glanced at me and laughed.
"Guys, we're wasting time." He pointed at me. "Your name will be Sex Panther."
"Sex Panther?" I asked. "Isn't that the cologne in Anchor Man that's illegal because it contains bits of real panther meat?"
"Shit, you're right. I knew it sounded good. How about Blonde Tigress?"
"I like it." I pointed to Kristen. "What about her name? How about something super girly? Maybe Pink Ocelot?"
"Hey!" yelled Pink Ocelot. "That's my codename."
Bryce laughed. "Okay. Blonde Tigress, you're coming with me. Brunette Giraffe, you go with Ocelot."
"Really?" asked Kristen. "She gets a super sexy name and I get stuck being a giraffe?"
"No time to argue," said Bryce. "Red Wolf, do you have the final pieces of our disguises?"
"Yes sir." Red Wolf reached into the pockets of his track suit and pulled out three fake mustaches. All three of the guys grabbed one, peeled off the back, and put them on. Bryce's was a perfectly twirled handlebar mustache. Ocelot had a Hitler stache.
"Alright, let's roll," said Bryce. Red Wolf stayed in place while Bryce and Ocelot sprinted up the stairs to the lobby of Dorm 16.
Kristen looked at me with a confused look on her face. "Want to run away?"
"No way. I'm too curious now. And plus, I couldn't possibly deprive you of spending some more time with Pink Ocelot. You guys seem perfect for each other."
Kristen rolled her eyes. "Oh God."
"Pssst," whispered Bryce from the door to the building, waving his arm for us to follow.
"Here goes nothing," I said to Kristen and we both ran up the stairs.
