Page 10 of Single Girl Rules: HoHoHo

In the end we agreed to just sled without anyone being atrisk of getting naked. But it was still fun. Ash was SO freaking happy everytime she went down that little hill. For the first time ever, she was bothsober and carefree.

She didn’t even mind when Kyle hit her with a snowball.

But Rosalie took great offense to it. “Oh it’s on,” sheyelled as she jumped up and threw a snowball right into Kyle’s face.

I got a shot in on him too before he dove behind a bench tonarrowly avoid getting hit by Ash’s first toss.

He tried poking his head out to return fire, but he promptlygot pelted by three snowballs.

That lasted for a while. We’d hit him about fifty times, andhe hadn’t gotten us at all.

Until he made a lucky throw and hit me in the arm.

The second it made contact with me, Ghostie and Teddybearappeared out of nowhere on snowmobiles. Teddybear pulled in front of me toshield me from danger while Ghostie circled behind the bench. He kept one hand onthe handlebars, and with his other hand he reached back and grabbed what lookedlike a grenade launcher.

Oh shit.Was he about to kill Kyle?

Kyle popped out from behind the bench and started to make arun for it. But it was no use.

Ghostie pulled up behind him, took aim, and pulled the trigger.A dozen snowballs shot out in rapid fire. The very first shot hit him right inthe back of the knee. He tripped and fell face-first into a pile of snow as therest of the snowballs pelted his back. Ghostie tossed the snowball launcheraside and circled back around. He cut the wheel and came to a violent stop justin front of Kyle, covering the poor guy in about a foot of snow.

Everything was completely silent for a moment. And then Kyle pokedhis arm through the snow, waving one of his white gloves. “I surrender,” heyelled.

“Hot chocolate?” offered Teddybear. He hit a button and the backseat of his snowmobile popped open. Inside were steaming thermoses of hotchocolate.

“Yes, please,” said Ash.

I tossed one to her and Rosalie, and then I took one formyself. I pulled my gloves off and savored the warmth of the thermos on my frozenhands. And then I took a nice long sip.

“God that’s good,” said Ash.

“Yup,” I agreed. “Teddybear makes the best hot chocolate.”

We sat around for a while drinking hot chocolate and makingsnow angels and catching up with Rosalie and Kyle. Rosalie had gone throughlike five boyfriends this semester. I tried to give her some tips about how to havea steady relationship, but it didn’t seem like I was really getting through toher.

Kyle, on the other hand, wasn’t in any relationships. But hewas more than happy to tell us about a pizza delivery he made the other daywhere he ended up banging the customer. And then she ordered another pizza thenext night. And that time, she invited a friend.

Which made me think…Kyle must have a really great dick.

I mean, every girl has fucked a pizza boy.

But you only invite him back to share him with your friendsif the dick is really good.

I was about to slip away with him when Ash screamed bloody murder.

Teddybear was first to her side. But Rosalie pushed him offand put her arm around Ash.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

Ash pointed in horror at her glove in the snow. “My hand felloff.”

“You mean your glove?” I asked.

“No! My hand! It’s in there. I just know it. I think it gotfrostbite and fell off.”

“I’ll call an ambulance,” said Rosalie.

“That’s probably not necessary.” I picked up the empty gloveand tossed it to Ash. She caught it with the hand that she thought had fallenoff.

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