"Hey Samantha, so, like who is your baby daddy?" Laura sounded significantly more vapid with her bubbly, innocent tone.
"Laura, t-that's really none of you business?" Samantha managed to stammer back.
Laura had been trying to get closer to Samantha over the last few months. Samantha could only think of one real reason why, and that was her newfound reputation as a slut. Before she had gotten pregnant the odds on favorite to have a kid by the end of school was Laura. Everyone knew she came from a broken home, and had daddy issues that caused her to crave attention of any kind. It didn't help that she was living up to the stereotype of a blonde bimbo. Her hair was long and wavy, reaching down to her amazing bubble butt. Her waist was perfectly thin, giving her incredible curves. Her legs were long and supple. To top it all off she had been an early bloomer and never seemed to stop growing. Her breasts had reached a letter of the alphabet that none of the other girls in school could match, and hadn't stopped.
Laura was often in trouble for the acts she would perform behind closed doors and in the bathrooms. Rumors swirled about who she had been with, though no one was sure of the truth. The only truth that was important was that she had been caught giving blowjobs on multiple occasions. Some gossip said she had even been caught full on having sex, but had managed to keep things under wraps in her usual way.
"C'mon girlfriend, it's totally Jon, right? He was just checking out that baby bump." Laura teased her arm going around Samantha's shoulders.
"Laura, for the last time I won't say. Jon is with Tiffany, and he was just surprised to see me." Samantha reasoned, though she had enjoyed the attention. It had been months since any boys had looked at her without scorn or leering eyes. She had heard comments about her boobs and butt getting bigger from the pregnancy, but Jon looked at her like a person. He showed concern for her, and she could swear there was affection in his eyes.
"You're, like, making it so obvious. Or is it Biff, or Jay, or-" Laura continued her teasing as Samantha pushed her away.
"Knock it off Laura! I haven't slept around with all those guys!" Samantha had felt better after her talk with Mrs. McGill, but Laura had done a great job reminding her she was just a slut in this school.
"I'm totally sorry Samantha." Lauara sounded genuine. Samantha knew Laura hadn't meant anything by it, and was as curious about the father as anyone else. "Let me make it better. Time for a shopping trip! I'm gonna get you some sexy new clothes, and you'll get, like, a handsome hunk to take care of you and your kid."
"You don't have to do that Laura." Samantha assured her.
"You can't say no." Laura pouted. "I wanna be a good friend and auntie. I'll get something cute too."
Laura flashed an infectious smile with her pearly white teeth while pulling out a credit card, a gift from one of her "friends" was what she'd told Samantha. Samantha couldn't help smiling back. It was an odd friendship, but Laura had become her best friend when everyone else judged her and abandoned her. She couldn't help wanting to help Laura stay out of trouble too.
"Okay Laura, lead the way." Samantha let out a sigh, but smiled back to her frined.
"Right, and then we'll get some cock. You can still do anal, right?" Laura asked dimly.
"Laura!" Samantha shouted, praying no one had heard that.
