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Junior year was the first year that he walked into our lives. His family had just moved to Roswell from California. We were standing by our lockers when he and his sister walked past. I was the first to notice him. The moment that I laid eyes upon his countenance I knew deep down in my heart that he would one day be mine.

”Oh momma, check out the honey in those tight jeans.”

“Where?”

“Right there he is so fine. I think I just found my baby daddy.”

“Girl you are so crazy, but he sure is fine.”

“And you know it. Damn who is that hussy next to him? She better not be his girl.”

“I doubt it. She’s probably his sister.”

“Hopefully. Cause I have plans for his ass already.”

*Laughs*

“Come on girl. We’re about to be late for class.”

The only problem with that conviction was the fact that he felt the same sentiment in his heart when he first saw her. I overheard him admitting his feelings to a friend of his in the halls one day. Neither one of the guys saw me so I walked up behind them to spy on their conversation.

“I’ve never felt this way about a girl before.”

“Never?”

“No never. I mean sure I’ve dated a lot of girls casually but nothing to compare to the way that I feel whenever I’m in her presence.”

“She is an all around.”

“Yeah, totally. She’s funny, sweet, kind, and very talented.”

“So what’s the problem?”

“The problem is that I’m to afraid that she’ll think I’m not good enough for her. Hell I’ve dated girls like her best friend for so long that I even I don’t think I’m good enough for her.”

It wasn’t long after that that he finally got up the nerve to ask her out. They started dating a week later. It was at that point in time that the plan to betray my best friend popped into my mind. Getting her out of the picture was simple really. We were best friends. I knew all of her fears and insecurities.

”Are you sure about what you saw? I mean he could have been…”

“What? Checking her teeth for lettuce? There was a lil to much tongue involved for that.”

“But why would he betray me like that. There has to be a mistake.”

“I don’t think so girl. I mean open your eyes. Your boyfriend is a wanna be player. Why would I lie to you? I’m your best friend. He’s even tried to hit on me.”

After that it was all too easy. I got him really drunk at a party one night and took him up to an empty bedroom where we proceeded to have sex. I had another girl guide my best friend to the bedroom where we were. Needless to say she caught us in a very precarious situation.

”Oh God! Get off me you’re hurting me. Please someone help me.”

“God, believe you would do this to my friend you asshole.”

“Wh-what??”

“Oh thank God you’re here. He-he, Oh God I just want to die.”

“It’s okay. Here let me help you get dressed and I’ll take you home.”

Did I feel guilt at what I had done? Not at that moment. At that moment I felt complete and utter satisfaction. They broke up the next day. He tried to apologize by telling her he was drunk and he didn’t mean to rape me. I talked her out of making his actions public claiming I just wanted to put it behind me. Three months later I cornered him and told him that I was pregnant with his child.

”You raped me you bastard. And now I’m stuck with a kid that I can’t take care of.”

“Please I didn’t mean to. I’ll give you anything you want. I can get you money for an abortion.”

“My family doesn’t believe in abortions you bastard. I’m going to be a freaking unwed mother thanks to you. I was a virgin before you so cruelly took that away from me. Now I feel nothing but shame. I can’t even hold my head up anymore.”

“Please I’m so sorry, so sorry. I’ll do anything to make it up to you. What can I do?”

“You can marry me. Give my child a name. At least this way my parents will be appeased.”

“What?”

We were married a month later. There was a child. Only it wasn’t his. It was his some other guy’s. I had a beautiful baby girl that I named after his mother. He never found out that he had been duped. Or so I thought.