Page 7 of Single Girl Rules #ThreeHeadedMonster

“Hmm… No, I’m pretty sure they are. Right, Ash?”

“Yup,” she said absentmindedly. For some reason she was sitting at her desk ignoring us.

“See?” I said, pushing his face out of my cleavage. He didn’t deserve my boobs after suggesting something so awful.

“Well if you don’t want to drive, do you have a better solution?”

“Of course I do. We can take Daddy’s fun jet.”

“But my car…”

“Teddybear will drive it back for you.”

He nodded. “That’s actually a good plan.”

“I know.” I smiled at him and started packing all the outfits I might need. By the end of this weekend, everyone in the Gryphon Club was gonna know that Chad has the hottest girlfriend in the world.

Chapter 3 - #WorstPositionEver

Saturday, Sept 14, 2013

“Who wore it better?” I asked as I emerged from the airplane bathroom in my sexy little flight attendant uniform. “Me or Esme?”

Ash and Slavanka looked up.

“Whoa,” said Ash. “You look hot.”

“Too much button,” said Slavanka.

I looked down. Hmm… I’d originally buttoned it up enough to hide my bra. But Slavanka had a point. When it came to cleavage, more was more.

I popped the top button off. “Better?”

Slavanka nodded. “Yes, yes.”

“So does that mean that it looks better on me than Esme?”

“I can’t really judge until I see Esme too,” said Ash.

“She and Zoraida have the day off. Which is weird, because I didn’t think Daddy ever gave flight attendants time off. But it worked out kind of perfectly, because I’ve always thought I’d look amazing in this uniform.”

Ash’s eyes got big. “Wait. So you’re our only flight attendant today?”

“Yup!”

“Oh God,” said Ash. “What if we crash? Do you even know how to deploy the emergency slide? Or what position babies need to be in to brace for impact?”

I put my hand on my hip. “Trick question. Everyone knows that babies are the first thing you throw overboard if the plane starts losing altitude. The decreased weight helps the plane stabilize, and the lack of crying babies allows everyone to focus on saving themselves.”

Ash stared at me in horror. “I just remembered I had a…thing today with…that person. I better get off this plane immediately.”

“No way,” I said. “Not until we know for sure what Rule #3 means. I mean, this is Rule #3 we’re talking about. It made the top five. It must be really important. And just imagine how many bathrooms you’d potentially go into alone this weekend if we were in different cities. As your bestie, I can’t allow it.”

“I’d rather risk that than fly in this death trap with a baby-tossing stewardess from hell.”

“Gah, fine. I won’t toss any babies. If it makes you feel better, I actually know everything about the safety procedures for this plane. We’ll be fine. Plus there are no babies on board.”

“Oh really?” Ash grabbed a safety pamphlet and opened it up. “Then how many life vests are on board?”

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