"Aww, you two really do look like a cute couple," Patty cooed.

Charlie and Lucy are leaning against each other.

"Yeah, so cute…," Frieda started.

"Here that; we're cute, Charlie," Lucy smiled.

"So pure, " she finished giggling.

"We're pure, Charlie," Lucy smiled.

"Innocent," Patty smiled.

"Inno- huh," Lucy blinked.

"She's making fun of you," Linus stated.

"What?"

"Why," Charlie chimed.

"Because you're both virgins," he explained.

Patty and Frieda laughed.

"Hey," Lucy and Charlie cried.

Everybody else laughed.

"Probably won't be too much longer, though… somebody has urges," Frieda sang.

"Urges you say," Violet asked.

"You getting urges, Chuck? You're not the kinda guy to pressure a woman, are ya?"

"Lucy has the urges."

"I do not!"

"Wanna know what happened earlier?"

Linus choked on his lunch.

"Don't you dare, Frieda," Lucy straightened up.

"I don't really want to know about my sisters urges."

"Thank you, Linus."

"I already heard some of them the other night."

Lucy was blushed speechless.

"Linus got jokes," Franklin laughed.

"Oh my god," Violet laughed.

"What did she sound like, was it; 'oh Charlie, I need your love in me'," Patty laughed.

"You need to stop reading those romance novels," Frieda held up air quotes.

Lucy glanced at Charlie blushing, trying to eat his food.

"Do you hear this, babe," Lucy asked him.

"I'm trying not to."

"He's thinking about it," Franklin laughed.

"Am not," he snapped, red in the face.

"Nothing wrong with masturbating, Lucy, I do it like a lot. It's okay," Peppermint Patty explained.

They all laughed at Peppermint Patty.

"You're not helping, and you're a pervert," Lucy snapped.

"Pervert? Girl you were just-"

"Don't let them get to you, Lu-Lu," he held her hand, "I knew the teasing would start eventually. So what if we haven't did it yet, so what if you masturbated-"

"In the bathroom, with a tampon," Frieda snickered, "oh fuck."

"Dude," Peppermint Patty yelled.

"How could you," Lucy cried.

"I'm sorry, it slipped out, I'm sorry, Lucy!"

Linus' jaw dropped.

"Aye, that's pretty tame by Redtube standards, no big deal," Franklin tried to diffuse the situation.

"You just went too far," Charlie glared at Frieda, "Lu-Lu, it'll be okay."

"Don't touch me!"

Charlie retreated back from her.

"I get that it might be okay for you all, but I'm not like that… it's embarrassing to me and your laughing and teasing. Just because you're okay doing that, and being all worldly… and… and… it's just normal stuff for you. It's new to me, it's shameful! And the sex; maybe I could've had anybody, the thought of it makes me anxious, besides; I don't even look that good."

Charlie reached out pulling her in to a hug.

"Charlie, let me go," she demanded.

"Uh, you might wanna let her go," Violet suggested.

"You don't touch her when she's mad, you know that," Linus added.

Charlie held her tighter, until she stopped shaking.

"Are you crazy," Frieda asked.

Slowly the anger faded from her face, most of them were surprised she didn't break free and punch him. Charlie started to let go.

"Don't," she whispered.

"I told you, you were beautiful, is that how you really feel, it's wrong. I'm the one supposed to hate myself, and stuff, not you. Okay, so I've never seen much of you, but I can't imagine you not looking good."

"Lucy… I'm fat, you're not," Frieda said.

"Frieda, you are just fine."

"Well if I'm fine, what does that make you?"

"That's different, and Schroeder really likes you."

"You have a boyfriend that has his arms wrapped around you, who thinks you're sexy and hasn't even seen your body."

"She's afraid he won't like her body enough to have sex, but afraid to show her body to keep from ending up having sex," Linus mused.

"We didn't know the subject was so touchy… especially with your ego, Frieda's a blabbermouth, we know this," Violet admitted.

"C'mon Lu-Lu, I'll walk you back to class, lunch is almost over, anyway.

"Lucy… we were all like you; nervous and shit, maybe Franklin couldn't wait to finally get laid. But we all took the leap, ya know? I mean It's all natural and we can laugh about it, all the worry for nothing," Peppermint Patty lamented.


They walked down the hallway silently, he was kind of tugging her along, she wasn't trying to keep up, she thinks about when they were kids, and he'd walk her to the bus stop.

"Is Trish right?"

"I'm nervous, too, I also think it's not as bad as we think. I don't want to force you to do something you don't want, but I wish I could get the chance to…. I don't even know how to explain it; I would like to see you completely comfortable with me and trust me. We grew up together."

"You want to, me to show you?"

"I want you to want to. I don't know how to prove to you that you're not ugly, that you're cute, and you're most likely very sexy. You have to accept what we think, and yourself."

"I just feel average at best, not good enough."

"We're all average at best, with one or two desired aspects," he stopped, holding her hips, "you're not as skinny as my sister, or as busty as Trish, or as… voluptuous as Frieda, your face is rounder than Marcie's, hair isn't as straight or long as Violet's… so… the fuck… what? You and Violet could almost pass for twins. You're a bombshell, Lu-Lu, still curvy, busty, alluring green eyes. And everybody masturbates, I wouldn't be surprised if your friends haven't been curious enough to try more phallic and questionable things, that don't actually belong there."

"I guess," she looked away, "if… I showed you, you promise you won't think less of me?"

"Why would I, I know you well enough, and I love you," he kissed her, "whatever your body looks like, I won't be bothered, I'm not with you for your looks."


"Yo, Baby girl," Peppermint Patty found Marcie in the hallway.

Marcie jumped, spinning around.

"Whoa, are you okay, I wasn't tryin' ta scare ya," she hugged her.

"Sorry, you scared me, Trish," she kissed her.

"You don't scare easy," she thought. "How's your day been?"

"Same 'ol, same 'ol, you?"

"At lunch we were making fun of Lucy and she kinda freaked out. Frieda said she masturbated earlier with a tampon, I couldn't tell if she was going to cry or try and beat her up… please don't tell her I told you."

"I promise I won't say anything."

"Wait, you're wearing your spare glasses, what happened?"

"Nothing! Nothing happened, I just broke the other pair."

"Somebody I gotta beat ?"

"No, my glasses got knocked off changing classes, pure accident."

"Mmkay, gotta get to class."

"Me too, love," she strutted away.

Peppermint Patty watched her walk off looking like she was searching for somebody, raising her suspicion.