Confessions

Chapter 2 - The Game

"Confessions?" I said, confused, "That sounds retar--"

"How many guys have you fucked?" She looked at me closely, wondering if I'd play along.

Of course, I had no intention of playing along. I had to regain control of the situation.

"You're joking," I said. Kennedy said nothing.

"You must think I'm stupid," I went on. "You want to catch me off guard and get me to reveal a bunch of personal stuff so you can go tell all your stupid friends and gossip about me." Kennedy just looked at me with a half smile.

"Besides," I couldn't help myself, "who says I've only fucked guys?" I felt pretty good so far, even though Kennedy wasn't reacting yet.

"I've fucked almost every guy at this school," Kennedy suddenly said. "And almost all of the girls who are into it. Of course, most girls wouldn't admit to being bi, but I can tell. Or they just SAY they're bi so people think they're cool or different, but I'm not stupid. The real ones? I've fucked 'em."

Now it was my turn to laugh. "Yes I COMPLETELY believe you, person-I-just-met-five-minutes-ago. You're the Sex Goddess of McKinley High School."

"Hey, it's not like I fucked them all this year," Kennedy said, looking up at the ceiling. "Let's just say I've been doing this a long time. Like, a LONG time."

"Whatever," I said, losing my patience. "You're so full of shit." I started to pack up my stuff to go to another table.

"Pick someone." 

"What?" 

"Pick someone," she repeated. "Pick someone from the lunchroom and I bet I've had sex with them."

"Oh right, and I suppose they'll just say yes and I'm supposed to believe that?"

"Pick someone," she said again.

I looked around the lunchroom. Typical groups of jocks, nerds, skaters, popular girls, anime kids. I smiled to myself.

"Ok, that kid over there." Kennedy looked where I was pointing. A small group of boys were huddled around a laptop, which was playing a Japanese cartoon.

"With the black shirt on?" she asked, and I nodded. The kid was short, skinny, and wore thick glasses. As he leaned over the computer screen, he laughed a nasal laugh that made me smile even more. Jesus Christ, I thought to myself, look up virgin in the dictionary and you'll see his picture.

"Hey Parker!" Kennedy shouted out. The kid nervously looked around and, seeing Kennedy motion to him, pointed at his scrawny chest as if to ask "Me?". Kennedy nodded and he awkwardly started making his way toward us.

As the kid came over, Kennedy suddenly grabbed a napkin from my tray and wrote something on it. "What's that?" I asked. She shook me off as the kid approached.

"Parker, how many times have we fucked?" She sure didn't mess around, I thought.

"Umm...ahhh....geez....haha what...."

"How. Many. Times. Have. We. Fucked. How many times have you bent me over and plowed me until I screamed."

"Geez Kennedy," Parker stammered. His face was lit up bright red. "Three times. Well four if you count the time you gave me a blowjob on the bus."

"Thanks," Kennedy said. "Now get the fuck out of here." He walked back to his friends, just as nervous as before.

"Well," I said, "that was...weird. But still total bullshit." 

Kennedy flipped over the napkin she had written on. It said "3 + 1 bj on bus."

"Holy shit..." I barely managed to say.

"And he's got a HUGE cock," Kennedy smiled.

"So," she continued, clearly enjoying the look on my face. "The game is called Confessions. We'll  start tomorrow. And it's your turn."

She stood up quickly and walked away, leaving me dumbfounded. I wasn't used to not being in control, even on the first day. But I wasn't going to let this girl have her way with me so easily. She may have won the first round, but she didn't know who she was dealing with. 

In fact, there was a LOT about me that she didn't know at all...