Page 12 of Single Girl Rules #GoddessContest

Chapter 4 – Shush Your Beautiful Face

Sunday, Sept 22, 2013

I rolled over and put the king-sized pillow over my face to drown out all the commotion.

“Ugh, what’s all that noise?” I groaned.

“Your outfits are here!” exclaimed Justin.

I’d never jumped out of bed so fast.

I ran over to the boxes of clothes and started pulling the lids off.

“Justin,” I gasped. “These are freaking amazing!”

“I know,” he said, but with way less sass than I’d expected. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked a little wobbly.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Hmm? Yeah. I’m fine. Just need a little coffee…” He downed an entire cup of coffee and his eyes shot open. “Woo! That’s better. Sorry about that. I’ve been up for 24 hours straight!”

I nodded. “We’ve been working hard too.” I pointed to Ghostie soldering something at the desk. “Ghostie was up all night prepping spy equipment. Teddybear got one of Daddy’s yachts ready to be our mobile HQ. Simon wrote software to hack the Locatelli’s security systems. And I had the hardest job of all.”

“Did you?” asked Simon from behind his laptop. “Because I’m pretty sure you slept all night.”

“Uh, yeah. I told you – my job last night was to get plenty of beauty rest. Looking this good is hard.”

“Preach, girlfriend,” said Justin.

“Actually, looking this good is hard for most people. But I’ve been blessed with flawless skin, perfect bone structure, and huge tits.” I grabbed them in case he hadn’t seen. Although it would have been hard for him not to see…I was currently naked. “So it isn’t actually that difficult.”

All four exhausted boys stared at me angrily.

“Don’t look at me like that. I also made a phone call. Which was like…so weird. It made me feel like such an old person.”

“Well you don’t look a day over 18,” said Justin.

“I know. Like I said – I was blessed with flawless skin. And my daily facials ensure it stays that way.”

Justin got closer to admire my skin. “Girl, you better spill the tea. What brand do you use? Neutrogena? Estee Lauder?” He shook his head. “Wait. Stop it. You use micro-needling, don’t you? I’ve been thinking about trying…”

“Boy, please. My facials are 100% au naturel.” I mimed jerking off a dick and having it explode all over my face.

Justin’s eyes got big. “For real?”

“Yup. One nice big cumshot once a day does the trick. Just make sure you let it sit for at least 15 minutes if you want to really reap the benefits.”

“You’re an inspiration.” And then his eyes rolled back and he passed out onto the bed.

I stared at the Odegaard employee who had helped him carry all my clothes up. “Is he okay?”

The guy sighed. “He’ll be fine. He does this all the time when he forgets to sleep.” He hauled Justin onto a luggage cart and started to wheel him out of the room.

“Wait,” I said. I pulled out a Grover Cleveland, planted a big lipstick kiss on it, and tucked it into Justin’s pocket. Then I waved him on his way.

“Was that a thousand-dollar bill?” asked Simon.

I laughed. “What else would I tip with? Wait…you’re right." I stared down at the boxes of pure perfection. Every garment was immaculate, but what really put it over the top were the matching shoes. Matching the outfits, that is. And sometimes matching each other. But there were also lots of asymmetrical shoes in the mix. “$1000 wasn’t enough. I should have given him a James Madison. Or a Salmon.” I nodded to myself. “Yeah, he deserves a Salmon.”

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