Page 32 of Single Girl Rules: Auctioned

“In order for me to do my job, I need to get to know all of you.I wanna know your name, your relation to the bride, your number, and a never-have-I-everstyle fact about yourself. I’ll go first.” I grabbed a shot glass and stood up.“I’m Charlotte. I’m the bride’s official bachelorette party MC. I’ve been with nineguys. And…” I looked around at the bridesmaids to see what would give me somehelpful info. “Never have I ever been married.”

Autumn was the only girl to take a shot. That meant she wasthe only one who was married. Which made sense, because she was thematronof honor.

I sat down and Slavanka stood up.

“I Svetlana…”

Nice fake name!

“I Russian. Suck lots of men.” She sat down and looked verypleased with her answers.

“Does that mean we have to drink if we aren’t Russian?” askedone of the bridesmaids.

“Yup!” I said.

Every girl took a shot.

Well that worked out well. A few more rounds like thatand these girls would be so drunk.

Ash looked around nervously. Slavanka had just gotten up to poureveryone more shots, so Ash was now next to me. Which meant she was next tointroduce herself. All eyes were on her.

“Do I have to go?” she whispered in my ear. “Everyone isstaring at me. I think they’re onto us…”

Oh no.Ash was in her paranoia stage of banana juicedrunkenness. “Just go,” I whispered back.

“I’m Ash…” she said in the quietest voice.

No! Don’t give your real name.I kicked her foot.

Her eyes got huge and she added, “…niqua.”

“Your name is Ashniqua?” asked the one black bridesmaid.

Ash nodded. “Yup. Sure is. Ashniqua Williams III.”

“What is your pasty ass doing with a name like AshniquaWilliams III?”

Ash shifted uncomfortably and bumped into me a little. I’dnever felt someone so sweaty in my life.

“It’s an old family name,” I said, trying to cover for her.

The bridesmaid pursed her lips in the sassiest way.

“Please continue, Ashniqua,” I said.

“Right. Where was I?”

“Just do a never have I ever.”

“Okay. Um… Never have I ever had a basic ass white girl name.”

About 90% of the bridesmaids drank. Including Ash.

The black girl looked at her suspiciously. I thought she wasgonna call her out, but luckily the bride stood up to go.

“I’m Chloe,” she said. “I’m the bride, obvs. I’ve been with 7guys. I…”

“Liar,” said one girl, trying to mask it as a cough.

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