It was almost a relief to get out of that damn classroom. As soon as homeroom ended, I made my way around campus, eventually finding the outdoor pool. Without any sort of regard to school rules or ethics, for that matter, I pulled a clove out of the pack in my pocket and lit it with a graceful swoop of my lighter. I knew I was here earlier than I really had to be, but it gave me time enough to look over my situation at this lovely little school.

When I used to go through schools in America and Japan both, I never made much of a deal in social scenes. Oftentimes it would just be either me getting thrown out of the school, my father buying my way through grades, or me simply being homeschooled. I never made any friends, I found no use in them. People either idolized me, hated me, or just never knew about me. But my reputation followed me everywhere I went. The rebel that made girls dick-hungry and the guys defensive. That's how it always went. Guys would either get in fights with me or stay out of my way. Girls would either hate me or fuck me. But no one ever remained constant. They never had any reason to. I never had any inspiration to change their views on me, either.

I wasn't expecting anything different out of this school. I figured I would have my fun for a couple days before I got thrown out. Either that, or I'd spend another year just messing around with girls and kicking the crap out of guys. It was always the same routine. But, I started to get the feeling that this time might be a little different. I felt as if I suddenly got thrown into a soap opera that was revolving around Sae and Momo, and I would be playing some sort of key part in this little drama. Not that I was looking forward to it. It would probably be a change of pace from my usual routine. Which, as odd as it seemed, sounded rather intriguing. Not to mention I knew I'd at get laid at least by one hot chick... it was well worth the incentive.

I took a heavy drag of my clove, enjoying the fact that I was, more or less, spoiled as shit. I'm able to do as I please, when I please, as much as I please. And all of it came from my dad being rich and having the ability to buy my way through life because of him. It gets me laid, it brings me pleasure, and it makes life so easy. But, in a sense I guess you could say that it wasn't really enough for me, as fucked up as that sounded.

I let my mind wander as I smoked down the clove. It wasn't long before that hot vixen Sae approached me from one of the doors leading to the pool. She had this little sexy sway to her hips, I could tell that she was trying to attract my attention. Either that, or she had fostered that kind of walk to grab anyone's attention. But it sure as fuck got mine, whether I wanted to admit it or not. That short little skirt, that too cute little bob, that really tight shirt... she had to be some sort of sex kitten. Of course I wanted to nail her. But I, at least, wanted to have a little malicious fun with Momo, first.

I catcalled as Sae approached, which drew one of those luscious smiles out of her lips. She sashayed over to me, being quite bold enough to wrap her arms around my torso. God fucking damn, I love it when a woman is able to take a little charge. I hate bitches who expect the guy to grovel at their feet for love. You want my attention, you'd better come get it yourself. "Hey there, sex kitten," I purred as I slung one arm around her and took another long, lung-killing drag off of my clove. "I'm pretty fucking impressed. Not many girls have the balls to ditch class."

"Not many girls are like me," she said with a satisfied smirk. "So, I see that Momo has a thing against you, too. Wha'd you do to get at the end of her wrath? I know you said something..."

I couldn't help but laugh. "I thought she was some cheap and easy whore and I propositioned her ass for a nice fuck," I responded casually, taking the last drag off my clove before stomping it out under my boot. She looked a little surprised at the coarseness of the language I used, but the surprise died as quickly as it showed up. She just smiled sweetly up at me.

"She pretends to not be as whorish as she really is. She has been leading two of the more popular guys around by their dicks, lately," Sae responded casually. I could tell just from her inflections in her words that she wasn't just angry at Momo--she was actually rather jealous. I could be wrong, but...

"So that Toji isn't her only plaything?" I asked, running my fingers through her short, black hair. My mind was off wandering in another direction altogether. So, what inspired such a girl to be a prude, and yet be the attention-getter of men? From my experiences in the past, girls that didn't put out, as hot as they were, were the bane of all guys. But Momo...

"She's happened to get the affections of another guy, Kiley. Which is nice, because she tends to get picked on by his fan club."

"So," I started, leaning my head down, my face just inches away from Sae's. "You're one hell of a sexy little bitch. Why aren't all the boys chasing after you?"

"Me?" she responded, and began to pout. I could tell it was as fake as it could be, but I brushed that off. "Momo steals everyone away from me. She always wants me to be miserable. That's how it has always been since we were friends in the beginning of high school"

"Really," I answered nonchalantly.

"Uh-huh," she said, as she pressed her body more tightly into mine. "But at least she hasn't tried to steal you away from me... I'm impressed she hasn't, actually."

I shook my head. "Sae, let's just get straight to the point."

She tilted her head, looking at me curiously.

"Are you going to help me fuck up Momo's life, or not?"

Her smile grew large, and her eyes lit up as well. "I was hoping you'd say that."

I returned her grin. "Good. Now, where to start...."