"Are you okay now," Patty asked Lucy.
"Yeah, sure I'm okay."
"I thought you were going to lose it, like for real."
"Charlie calms me down for some reason, I know he's there and I'm fine."
"You built him up, too. You give him strength. Luce; he thinks you're a goddess, like he bagged the hottest chick in school. He was going on in class how you always think so lowly of yourself. I didn't think you really felt that way, I thought it was a joke."
"He really feels that way, damn, why can't I see it?"
"Open your eyes."
"Hey Lucy," Violet walked up with Frieda and Franklin, "I hope you're okay."
"Since I blurted that shit out at lunch, I owe you a secret, it's only fair."
"Spill it, sister," she demanded.
"Okay so… one day… I masturbated with a cucumber. I saw it in a porno."
"That's just nasty, Frieda."
"Violet did it, too. We watched it together."
"You bitch, don't lump me in with you," she whined.
"Is it true, Vee?"
"Yes," she sighed.
Lucy exploded with laughter.
"You got a real cucumber here, if you want it, Vee," Franklin spoke up.
Frieda and Patty laughed with Lucy.
"Come Franklin, obviously they've never seen you in sweats," she marched towards the student parking lot.
Marcie is trying to quickly meet up with Peppermint Patty and avoid Brittany and her squad, running in to them headed the same way.
"Well, I gotta admit you look less like a mouse or whatever in those, but still just as much a loser," Brittany mused.
"Okay… cool, I gotta go, if you're done," she tried to walk away.
"She didn't say you could leave, dyke," Heather grabbed her backpack, yanking her to the ground.
"Ow! Why can't you leave me the fuck alone?!"
"See that attitude is what gets you in trouble," Brittany sneered.
Lucy is headed in that direction, seeing a few cheerleaders crowded together.
"If you don't like the attitude; leave me alone."
"You need to learn your place," she kicked her, "right where you are."
"Yeah, you stupid, dyke, bitch," Heather kicked her with each word.
"We don't wanna break her… yet, Heather," Brittany smiled, "clean yourself up and stop trying to look up our skirts, fucking freak! Let's go."
"Are they kicking somebody," Lucy moves through the crowd.
Lucy tries to get there quick enough through the crowd, seeing the girls disperse, she sees somebody getting up, and one of them kicking her again through the crowds, breaking free as the cheerleaders parted, seeing Marcie standing there, dusting herself off.
"Marcie, what happened?!"
"Nothing I can't handle."
"Really? I can't even take them all on, and if I saw what I did; they were kicking your ass."
"It's fine."
"No it's not, why are they bullying you?"
"Because I'm smarter than they are, and I'm smart enough to deal with it."
"Why don't you just ask us to help, or Trish?"
"She doesn't need to get involved, I'm not some helpless, meek sidekick, so just butt out, Lucille," she walked away.
She catches up to Marcie walking up to the others, Peppermint Patty giving them both a once over.
"What happened to you, Baby girl?"
"Somebody let off a stink bomb and I got knocked down when the teachers were getting the culprits and people
were running from it."
"Lucy… for real," Peppermint Patty looked at her.
"Yeah, it was crazy, I thought I was going to slug some of those dumb students," she rolled her eyes.
"Today just wasn't your day, huh?"
"No, and I'm glad it's over."
"You're starting to sound like me," she laughed.
Lucy walks towards Charlie's car, watching Marcie get in the car, Violet intercepts her with concern.
"That's not what happened, is it?"
"No, it was Brittany and the cheer sluts."
"I think she's trying to deal with it on her own."
"Why, when all she needs to do is ask for help, maybe I should persuade Brittany to leave her alone."
"Might backfire on Marcie… ah dunno. We could tell Trish, but she might kill them all."
"I don't think she wants her to know. Maybe we should just tell one of the counselors."
"Maybe. I gotta go, Luce."
"Same."
Charlie pulled up to his house, grabbing his backpack out of the trunk with everybody else, following Linus and Lucy to their house.
"Yay I get to be at home without the heavy petting and making out," Sally rejoiced.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever Sally," Charlie dismissed her.
"Your turn Linus," she yelled.
"Sheesh," he rolled his eyes.
Lucy lead Charlie upstairs to her room, tossing her backpack on the bed, locking the door, jumping in his arms.
"I love you, Charlie Brown," she hugged him.
"I love you too," he hugged her back.
"You really think I'm all that, huh?"
"Of course; look at you, you drive me wild, strong and vulnerable, caring. And you're gorgeous, you know you are, the way you show off."
"I do not show off," she laughed.
"Maybe not on purpose. Even if you're just reading a book, pursing your lips…"
"You're just obsessed with my beauty."
"You're what?"
"My… you heard me."
"Say it again," he stared in her eyes.
"Obsessed with my beauty."
He kissed her, chasing her tongue with his, rubbing her waist up her shirt, making her moan, her shirt lifted to her armpits, she slowly pulls her lips away, looking up at him with begging eyes.
"Did I go to far?"
"I'm not complaining. You… you can take it off, if you're really curious."
It took him a moment to process, not wanting to make her feel bad, lost in those green eyes, lifting her shirt, she happily raises her arms, off goes the shirt.
"Am I… okay… or uhhh…"
Charlie gave her a once over, stopping at her demi bra, "fuckin yes."
"I don't deserve you, you broke the wall. I can't even wear the mask anymore."
"That makes us perfect for each other," he hugged her, "we can grow as people together in this relationship we forge."
"You really thank so?"
"I do. Like; I already thought you were beautiful, before we started dating. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want, or be who you don't. But please don't put yourself down, please."
Lucy didn't say anything, Charlie sat on the bed, pulling her closer, resting his hands on her hips, he kissed her navel, up her stomach to her bra. Her breath grew heavy while he kissed over her stomach, she didn't want him to stop, but she stopped him, Charlie looked up at her; she was red in the face, biting her lip.
"Why do you make me feel this way," she straddled him.
She pushed him down, kissing him, reaching under his shirt, he reached down her jeans giving her butt a nice squeeze, making her moan. She wants more, sucking on his lower lip, to get over that hump and just give herself completely, if only she could get the nerve to do it, surely it bothers him to get all hot for nothing. Lucy stops to look at him.
"Everything okay, Lu-Lu," he moved her hair.
"Yeah," she sighed.
"As long as you're happy."
"More than happy. Wanna get this homework outta the way, so we can make-out some more?"
"Sure."
"Think you can concentrate if I stay like this?"
"I'll try my best," he smiled.
