Might as well... what the hell is this?

Rachel was skeptical to open it but she knew the girls wouldn't leave her alone if she didn't. Slowly and carefully, she pulled the blue bow off and opened the top of the lid. Inside was those colored sheets of paper people put in presents. Bree really went over the top for this one. Maybe it wasn't so bad.

As soon as she thought that, she pulled the paper out... and realized she was wrong. Inside was a big, black dildo. It looked like it was over a foot long and as thick as her wrist. She quickly put the paper back and put the top on it to hide it from someone else's sight.

Brianna laughed softly, raising an eyebrow as she ate her salad. "What's the matter, dear? Every girl deserves a friend like this to help relieve themselves. And I'm fairly certain you don't have one yet."

Maria giggled next to Brianna, looking at Rachel's blushing face. "Sorry if it's not your preference of color but we didn't know what you'd like. Besides, everyone knows the black ones are the biggest. You'll thank us later, slut."

Rachel clenched her fist under the table, ready to throw some blows. Not that she'd do much but it would make her feel better... until they kicked her ass immediately afterwards. "I'm not taking this. Take it back."

Brianna shook her head, tapping on the back of the present. When Rachel didn't understand, she turned the present around... and saw, in black sharpie, "Property of Rachel Hensley". Rachel knew she was screwed.

"If you don't take this home with you, someone will find out your little secret."

"Then I'll just ditch it when I get home."

Brianna chuckled as Beth pulled out her phone and showed Rachel the screen. It was a picture of Rachel opening the box. Then she swiped it to the left and the next picture showed the inside of the box, the dildo in the center. They must've taken the picture before they gave her the "gift".

"Don't worry, we'll start slow. You have until Monday morning to take a picture of you holding this big guy close to your face. If you don't, I'll post these pics and say that you're a slut that loves black dicks." Brianna had a smug expression on her face, like she just got the trophy for "World's Worst Bitch".

Rachel put the box down on the seat next to her, glaring at Brianna with hatred. "Why don't you just give me your number so I can send it to you?"

Beth spoke up, twirling a finger through her hair. "What? But, like, then you'd have her number! Isn't that, like, gay?"

Brianna rolled her eyes and reached over, grabbing Beth's hand and covering her mouth with it. Beth kept her hand there as Brianna let go, going back to the conversation. This must've been a normal thing.

"Sadly, she has a point," Brianna said matter-of-factly, checking her fingernails. "If I gave you my number, you might do something stupid like give it to a bunch of nerds or send me things I'd rather not see. I'm not a lesbian, Ray-Ray."

Rachel sighed deeply and, against her better judgement, slid the gift into her bag. "Just leave already. I'll get you a damn picture."

"Aww don't be like that, Ray-Ray. You'll enjoy it, I promise." With that said, Brianna and her posse of bitches got up and left, leaving Rachel to continue eating alone. She really didn't want to do anything with it but right now, she had ****. She left lunch with it, trying to think of a way to get rid of it.