The Ex-Wife

Eight

I looked down and saw that my skirt that originally came down to slightly above my knees now came dangerously close to the bottom of my underwear. Blushing deep red I looked at Brick who had the palm of his hand stuck in his mouth to keep himself from laughing.

"Keep- going Blossom-" He choked out trying his best not to laugh but I knew he would and as if on que

"HA HA HA HA HA!" I looked down again and saw Brick doubled over in fits of hysterics

"Ugh!" I moaned in annoyance and continued my climb I pulled the top half of my body onto the roof and wriggled around shifting my entire body onto the roof.

"Er Bloss you just like flashed the world" Brick yelled up to me, I stood up and looked off the roof putting my hands on my hips.

"Yeah right" I scoffed and turned around, I spotted a vine leading up the wall to my window it looked rather flimsy but strong enough to hopefully hold my weight. I struggled up the plant and reached out for my window when I got close enough, thanking the lords that I didn't lock it I pulled it open YES! I thought I pulled myself in again and thudded onto the floor. I stood up and looked down at myself.

The rip in my skirt was causing a huge problem so I grabbed a pair of scissors off my desk and cut across my skirt so it looked like a mini skirt with lose bits of fabric hanging off the ends. My blouse was beginning to itch as well and I decided that since I'm changing my 'skirt' might as well find a more suitable top. I rummage through my desk and praised myself when I spotted a small pink spaghetti strap top sitting in my draws (I am suddenly thankful for that blazing hot summers day when I swapped tops a work because the heat was unbearable). Looking round after changing I walked out of my office and down the hall I walked past an open door and I stopped and looked in. It was Sarah's office and the thing the made me stop was a pair of calf high boots sitting at her desk (why she had them I had no idea) but considering the situation I was in -and being around Brick- I decided to 'borrow' them. Slipping them on they fit nicely and I now didn't have to run round in my heels, I also spotted a cropped black jacket and decided to borrow that too. Adrenaline flooded my system once again an a smirk graced my face, I now knew why Brick loved his job. Running down the stairs I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail and raced to the security desk. Everyone had clocked off so I flipped the switch and the locks on the door released. Smiling in satisfaction I open to the door to Brick who turned when he heard the door open.

I watched as Brick looked at me then his eyes suddenly widened and his jaw dropped, I though he might be going crazy, tilted my head at him.

"What?" I asked slowly

"Okay who are you and what did you do with my ex-wife?" He asked

"Huh?" Okay now he was acting so strange I turned around a caught a glimpse of myself in a reflection. I let out a small gasp. I looked like something out of tomb raider or something! My short skirt now exposed my gun strapped into the holder bits of my hair hung loosely around my face and my boots and cropped jacket definitely completed the look.

Brick walked pasted me and spoke in my ear "Nice pink panties by the way" He snickered and walked towards the elevator.

"WHAT!" I squeaked I twisted my torso back and forth trying to get a look behind me. Damn did I cut my skirt wrong? Shit shit shit! I screamed mentally.

"Calm down num-nuts I already told you, that you flashed" He said turning back to look at me.

"Jackass!"

He laughed when the elevator doors opened and I rushed to get inside.

"Where now?" He asked

"47th floor" I said the doors closed and needless to say it was rather uncomfortable.