Sorority Girls With Guns by Cat Caruthers Page A

going to be here a whole week on $500! Do you know how expensive everything is? I had to pay almost ten bucks for a bottle of tanning lotion! And this afternoon I had a mai-tai that cost almost five. Then I had an ice cream bar that was almost as much!”
    Charlie rolls his eyes. “You know, I’ve been doing some reading about budgeting and couponing. Remember that report Shade did for our Econ class last year?”
    That was an extra-credit thing I had to do to climb my way back up to a C in that miserable class. Someone actually remembered that? And it was Charlie ?
    Tiffany stares at him blankly.
    “ Well, I paid attention, and I remembered some of that stuff about couponing,” Charlie says. “And as soon as we got here and I realized how expensive stuff is, I started visiting those sites on my phone and downloading coupons. You probably could have gotten a dozen box of ice cream bars at a local store for a dollar or two with coupons, instead of spending five bucks on one bar.”
    Tiffany looks at me. “Is that what you’ve been doing?”
    I was wondering how long it would take the rest of them to arrive at the brilliant idea I had before we even got here. “Paying with coupons is only embarrassing the first ten or twenty times you do it. And it does save you money.” I hold up my phone and press a button. “See that bar code? I got that for joining The Tiki Hut’s mailing list! Half off whatever I order.”
    “ And you’re still only getting the salad,” Matt grumbles.
    “ Dude, she’s giving you good advice,” Charlie says. “Use your phone and sign up for their mailing list, too.”
    Tiffany’s pink-glitter-lacquered nails are already hammering away at her phone. “Okay, I’ll buy you dinner. But if I’m paying, I’m going to pick the restaurant.”
    “ Fine. But I’m ordering whatever I want.” Charlie picks up his menu. “Order whatever you want here.”
    “ Well…I guess that’s fair,” Tiffany says, picking up her menu with a confused look on her face. She’s trying to figure out what Charlie’s game is.
    Meanwhile, something is bothering me about this conversation, but I don’t know what it is. Something Tiffany said? No, that doesn’t seem right. Something Charlie said? No….
    I’ll figure it out later. Right now I need to figure out a few of the finer points of my plan for Biff – assuming Tiffany helps us. “If you have a minute later, Morgan and I need your help with something,” I tell Tiffany. “Don't worry, it won't cost you a dime.”
    “ Okay!” She shuts her menu and looks at both of us. “I have an appointment with the afternoon sun right after lunch, but how about if I meet you for coffee afterward?”
    Morgan and I nod. “No problem,” I say. “We'll, ah, split the cost of your Ice-a-cino.”
    Tiffany flashes us a toothpaste-commercial smile. “As long as it doesn't cost me money, I'm always happy to help my friends!”
    I hope so, for the sake of my vlog and Morgan’s reputation.
    Chapter Eleven
    “ So what are we doing to Biff?” Tiffany asks, the minute she slides into a seat across from us at the Tenbuck’s Coffee across from our hotel.
    I take a sip of ice water, the only free item on the menu at Tenbuck’s. “We have an idea how we can get him back for being such a bastard.” We filled Tiffany in on the situation over lunch.
    “ I’m all for getting back at him.” Tiffany folds her arms over her chest and slumps back in her chair. “But does your plan include getting back the video?”
    “ Let’s just say that when we’re through, he’ll be happy to hand them over voluntarily,” Morgan says with a shrug.
    I lean over the table and say, in a loud whisper, “We’re going to make our own sex tape.”
    Tiffany recoils, her eyebrows jerking together until they look like a caterpillar crawling over her forehead. “Oh, hell no. I though you wanted to get rid of the current sex tape, not make another! You two are just as sick as