Following Whittney

The two of you get off the bus and head towards the entrance to the school. Whitney possessively places her hand on your ass catching the look, most jealous, from the boys and girls in the school courtyard. "We will be having alot of fun me and you babyboi." Whitney says looking pleased with herself. "You are by far the best looking piece of ass here." You blush at her words while looking around the courtyard. You catch eyes with one of the boys who shoots you a jealous, hate filled, icy stare. You look away.

"Everyone is staring at me..." You whisper to Whitney. She looks around.

"Yeah they must be surprised I finally got me a boy." She says shrugging her shoulders.

"Why haven't you?" You ask softly before hurrying quickly to add "Your the most popular, beautiful, smartest, and a phenomenal athilete..." You say looking up at her stunning face.

"Why haven't you? Same could be said. Well about the beautiful and smart part." She says. With a sigh she looks at you. "Quality."

"Quality?" You repeat questioningly.

"I have a bright future ahead of me I'm not about to waste time with someone I couldn't see myself building my life with. Like what if I get them pregnant?" She says.

"Wait.... So you mean..." You stop walking and look at her. She stops after a couple of steps and walks directly in front of you.

"Yes I could see myself building a life with you." She admits rubbing her head out of embarisment. "I've had my eye on you your unique and the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Plus we can have alot of fun because you haven't had your cycle yet." Seeing your look she adds "I asked your sister. You both continue walking into the school. As soon as you both enter she stops you in the crowded hallway by her locker and gets in rummaging around. "Here put this on." She commands handing you a high rise shirt that would barely cover your nipples and a plad pink mini skirt along with a g string. "Now."