Slutty Schoolgirl Yanni: A False Reputation

Chapter 1: "Slutty" Schoolgirl Yanni

An 18-year-old American mixed race girl has spent the last four years creating a false reputation of herself which will eventually become her reality.

As I moved through the crowded hallway, I felt the stares from everyone around me. This was nothing new. I had the reputation of being the school slut even though I was still a virgin. I've never had a boyfriend, I've never made out with a boy, and I've never even received a friendly kiss on my cheek that was not from my mother. That's how pure and innocent I was.

Being pretty and having my body blossom really early in life had my classmates on notice where my social life was negatively impacted. Untrue sexual rumors about me circulated since middle school where no girl would befriend me and boys only saw me as easy and not girlfriend material. I tried defending myself from all these rumors early on but no one would listen. So during the start of my freshman year of high school, I knew it was just easier for me to take on this fake persona that everyone perceived me to be than continuing to say that everything they have heard about me was false.

I have made deliberate choices throughout high school to continue this "Slutty Yanni" reputation that I had without having to actually have sex with anyone. One thing I decided to do was modify my school uniform that I wore daily. Instead of a knee-high plaid skirt that all the girls were wearing, I cut mine into a mini skirt that barely covered my large peach shaped ass. I made the white polo shirt that we had to wear into a low cut, tie-front top that showed off my flat stomach and huge DD cleavage.

Girls shot me with their venomous glares as I walked past them overhearing their whispers to each other, "Ewww.. what a fucking slut. She has no self-respect having her ass hanging out like that", "I've heard she lets anyone fuck her, even the janitor", and "That bitch is dirty. I bet she is filled with STDs." The boys, however, were louder. Their whistles, cat calls, and perverted requests of "Bend over", "Twerk that ass", and "Flash your tits" were filling the hallway as I walked towards the exit. To everyone, I was just an object without feelings. But for me, I was counting down the days until I never have to see these fucking people and attend this stupid ass school ever again.

As I headed out, Derek, the school president, the captain of the football team, the most popular guy in school, and one of my bullies who had started a lot of these fake rumors about me, grabbed my arm aggressively and pulled me towards him as he said, "Hey Yanni! I told my boys here that when we were walking home together last week, you pulled me into the alleyway, stripped naked, gave me head, and you loved it when I came all over your fucking face and tits."

"FUCK YOU! LET GO OF ME," as I yelled at Derek in anger and frustration.

"You know who picked her up from the alley after she sucked my dick, fellas? My ex is dad. She got into his car naked still drenched with my cum. Rumor has it, that same day that Ashley's dad picked up Yanni, her mom caught her dad fucking Yanni in the ass on Ashley's bed. That's why her parents are getting a divorce. Fucking crazy right! This bitch is a homewrecker."

I haven't wasted a breath, these past four years, trying to defend any new rumors about me knowing that if I try to defend one rumor, ten more will pop up. It is just a never-ending cycle and truthfully anything that I say doesn't really matter. People would rather believe the lie and see me as a whore who loves sleeping around, like Derek, because it gives them such enjoyment.

Derek continued manufacturing another rumor as I stood there rolling my eyes, "I also told my boys that you wanted to get all the guys in our senior class together, in a cheap motel room after prom next weekend, so we can run a train on you. Have all of us experience sucking on those fat titties, fucking your loose holes, and slapping that ass before we graduate. Remember fellas, if you want to join in, bring some rubbers because you don't want to give any of your girlfriends anything this dirty slut may have."

I had enough as I ripped my arm away from his grasp without saying another word. I finally was able to walk out the building as I heard him say faintly to his friends, "See fellas, I ain't lyin'. She didn't deny anything that I said."

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