The blonde bully, Kyle

"Hey, Kyle. What do you want?"

I groan internally, not wanting to deal with him now. The last time I talked to him alone, he tricked me into fucking him and used the pill to his advantage so he could creampie me! He even called me a puta! I wanted that asshole's head on a silver platter for me. And I didn't want it in just a simple way, I wanted him to go what I was going through - minus the whole pregnancy bit - but I wanted Kyle to lose that edge to him.

"Woah, calm down, chica. I just need to talk... Been hearing all sorts of things around. Want to make sure you're cool and all."

"Back down, Kyle. You got her in this situation! In my party, and under my eye! Don't you know how problematic that is?!"

"Calm down, sugar tits. Has your daddy's money ruined your brain? Mari accepted the pill from me. I told her it would make her popular-"

"With the girls! And I was drunk!"

"Doesn't matter a lot to me."

"Just spit the bills already, Kyle. I should've gotten you fucking arrested, drugging others is a crime!"

"Can't tell with the other girlies around, you women love to gossip and my name has been in the slump for a minute now. You know I don't like that."

The girls were understandably worried about me following him to aisles deeper into the library, but I told them to not worry, part of me being like this is my fault. Unaware to me, Francine and Amber followed me and Kyle, intending to eavesdrop into my very private conversation with the "big and bad" blonde menace. His face was eerily serious, until the second we got a modicum of privacy, clearly plastering that his seriousness was likely a facade or that he was going to ask me something stupid.

"I heard from a little bird that you are... Not exactly walkin' around with those two dimwits. Why? Already slutted out after I turned half of your braincells off?"

"I knew I should've just fucking decked you in the face when I had the chance."

"Aw~! Don't be like that, mi amor. I really loved that greedy, breeder pussy. Man, just remembering gets me fiending for it, with all due respect of course. But rumours are rumours, and I came to do another offer."

"I'm not listening, you prick."

"It's simple really, I know for a fact that you - definitely slept around, the rumours of you and Phil or Andre can't exactly be a lie. I barely put up an effort to convince you, you're a slut in the making honestly-"

"Just say what you want and fucking get out of here. Honestly, I don't care what you want with me."

"It's simple. Your friends, especially Drey, have been slandering me all week - and its ruining my game with the chicks. Saying I am a creep and what not. The hussies you walk around with are also fucking me over and talking to the Counsilor about me being a problem. They even notified my pops with this and while he doesn't exactly care, too much whining in that old man's ears gets him to cut my allowance. And I don't want that."

"Well, it's not like everyone is wrong you. You did **** me with a pill I've never tried out and there's been a suspicious amount of new girls appearing in school after me. You're the only one I know who has a X-Change stash."

"Anyway, I am simply giving you a choice. I can pay you 5000 bucks now and you never comment about what I did to you ever, or you can continue your little defamation games and you'll see what am I capable of."

Before I could properly answer the bastard, he dug his hands onto his pockets, easily bringing an older and different wallet from could be his usual one, all stacked with dollar bills. The green notes were easier to see than the boring black wallet, the leather was so stuffed with money that I was actually considering how he fit so much money on it. And then he pulled another wallet, and another and so on. How the hell his pockets fit so many wallets?!

He stood there smirking, while I counted every single note in one of the leather pouches and saw that he had way more than just 5000 bucks. This was easily 6000 or 10000 dollars with not a single thought, given away to me as a choice if I accepted his bribe.

"I-I can't accept this."

"Well, your baby might need the money."

"H-how do you know?! I haven't even told my friends yet!"

"Well, I'll just say it's not my first time dealing with money business or getting a girl to stay quiet."

"What?! ...The hell? Y-you're a fucking problem, dude..."

"C'mon! Accidents happen! It's not like the first 3 times were on purpose! One of them was an actual gold digger!"

I could not even believe a guy like this existed. Like, we were high school seniors, and Kyle had not only gotten 3 girls - that I knew of at the time - pregnant, but also managed to not make any headlines around. Not in school ever. Like, I did heard about a few girls pregnant, but damn, I didn't imagine at all being the evil caricature of a jock.

"There's a lot more than 5000 bucks here."

"Oh, the rest is incentive."

"Incentive... For what?"

"Well, I know having a baby is expensive. And the last few times paying 20K upfront just zeroed my allowance, so I decided to do an advanced payment of sorts. I get you 5K ahead and the rest I pay you on a condition."

"W-which is?"

"You serve as my date every now and then. Sometimes I need an eye candy and you're too hermosa for me to let pass you by. So, chica, ready to give me your consent into this?"