Karyn Knows

*She is **TOTALLY** eye-fucking me. It's honestly just sad.* She looked so pathetic standing down there in her frumpy, red and black flannel, unblinking eyes fixated on my barely covered breasts. I didn't really give a shit she was gay, or that I was *obviously* turning her on. *Just **ONE** of the trade offs for looking this good.* What ***DID*** bother me, were the rumors and gossip surrounding this girl. Apparently, *and I heard this from Sarah, who heard it from Cassie, who'd talked to Brenda, who'd said that Tessa told her that Jessica had been talking to Christina so it's pretty reliable,* this perv had been snapping pics in the girls locker room with her phone and getting her rocks off in the bathroom stalls to them. I felt a shiver run down my spine. There was no proof. Sarah said she'd probably deleted the pics before anyone could find them but, if the rumor mill was to be believed she'd even been selling them to boys on the side. *Like, could she even be any skeevier?* *Why's she even here? Is she like hitting on me or something?* My stomach started to lurch, and I was sure it wasn't the baby. I'd never been into girls in the first place. Just the thought of touching one *down there* made me nauseous. It was all wet, and messy... *Ick!* "Seriously, why are you here?" Kari was trembling. Her gaze had left my chest and I quickly realized she was trying to look up my robe. ***GROSS!** Does she have like **NO** fucking decency? If I see her reaching for her phone I'm gonna scream!* "If you don't say something, I'm calling the cops." "Wha - No!" She put her hands up and shook her head wildly. *That got her attention.* "I'm not... trying to be weird or anything! I swear!" *Least she's not staring at my tits anymore.* "I just..." *It's way too early for this shit.* "Your baby!" "What?" My blood froze. *There's no way she knows about that! I haven't even told Sarah! Outside that little emo shit wad Zoe, nobody knows!* "I... I have no idea what the **FUCK** you're talking about!" I tried to stay calm, but I could hear my voice quaking. *Thank God my parents work super early! I can only imagine the shit storm I'd be dealing with if they'd heard that.* "You're obviously crazy and I think you should leave righ... right now." "Look Jo... Jen, I know you're pregnant, okay?" She took a deep breath. "I know about the baby." "Um... No you don't!" *Smooth.* "I mean... I'm not!" I glanced down at the slight bulge beneath my breasts. "I'm not pregnant. I just... I totally pigged out on some chips last night. Mmm hmm." I shook my head. *Totally reasonable.* I followed it up with a firm nod. "Thanks for being a total **BITCH** and drawing attention to it!" "Well, at least your inability to lie believably hasn't changed," she almost whispered. *What the Hell is that supposed to mean?* "Look, can we just talk for a minute? Please? I promise, afterward I'll leave you alone." *This is a terrible idea! But she **KNOWS**. I have to make sure she doesn't tell anybody.* I hated the idea of spending any amount of time alone with this girl, but what choice did I have? "Fine. You'd better come up. But if I see your phone come out, I **WILL** call the cops." "Huh?"