The boys want to knock up Melissa

There's a rumor going around the school that the boys want to knock you up. You first heard the rumor from your best friend Candice, but you've heard the rumor from others as well.

Getting you knocked up would be a big score, not only because you're the heiress to a large family fortune, but also because you're definitely the hottest girl in school. Candice says you are, and all the boys always want you. So, you must be. Part Hispanic, part Filipino, and part white; 5'5''; 18; with long silky dark brown hair; measuring at 34c, 23, 34; your green eyes say 'I'm a delicate kind of girl, treat me nice and gentle' while your body says 'I'm all woman, baby, and I like it rough...'.

You're not a slut, but you're also not a virgin. A childhood friend became a lover, but then he had to move away. He was your first and only, and you always thought it'd stay that way. You always made him wear a condom, even for blowjobs. So now that you're single and open-market, the boys come at you like dirt on tape.

Candice knows you're a romantic, so she urges you to take the pill. But, you don't because you don't like how it affects your mood. "Besides," you say, "I know how to protect myself. I'm not dumb!"

It's now lunchtime at the school, and you're watching the boys wondering which one will ask you out first. And you smile joyfully at the choices.