"Ah summer break is right around the corner, the talent show is like the last check point," Peppermint Patty cheered.
"Yeah… I'm actually looking forward to summer break, too, Sir."
"See, you're getting it!"
"Our resident nerd finally getting tired of school," Franklin joked.
"Ehh… it's been pretty crazy this year, mostly in a fun way."
"I've actually enjoyed it even more, this year," Lucy admitted.
"Yeah, I wonder why, oh you got somebody to suck face with, at any given moment," he teased.
"So do you, and I like sucking face with her," Charlie kissed Lucy.
"There they go," Frieda laughed.
"Let'em be. I've never seen her so happy. Hopefully it never ends for her," Violet looked serene.
"Chucks a great kisser from what I hear," Peppermint Patty leaned towards Marcie.
Marcie blushed as they laughed at her.
"Was a great farewell party for that house," Violet sighed.
"More like; good riddance party," Patty snickered.
"Right," Schroeder added.
"Exactly," agreed Linus.
"So you guys ready to rock this place tonight," Schroeder asked.
"Fuck yeah," Charlie and Lucy broke their kiss.
"I just gotta run home and get the drums when school lets out," Peppermint Patty explained.
"We're going to kill tonight, I even got an outfit picked out for it," Charlie smiled.
"Wow, you really are rubbing off on him, Lucy… outfits," Franklin teased.
"You don't have something else to wear, ever hear of showmanship," Schroeder questioned.
"You got cool stuff you could wear, Frank," Violet mentioned.
"Fine, not gonna argue; I'll see what I can do."
The bell rung, everybody left lunch, headed back to class.
School let out, the gang is meeting up at their cars to run a plan.
"So we will need to set up briefly for a sound check, us and another band," Charlie explained.
"Okay, I'm going to change clothes, then me and Schroeder are going to pick up the amps."
"And we won't need Trish for the sound check, but everybody else, so I can jot it all down."
"I've already got my guitar in the trunk," Charlie said.
"I've got to get mine, but we're going there for the amps and stuff anyway," Schroeder said.
"So do our sound check, break it down, and make sure we're ready when it starts. We got like an hour or so."
"They have to do all that, so we got a bit of time to ourselves," Lucy winked.
"Uh-oh, ninja!"
"Lucy, you perv," Frieda teased.
"I guess Patty can bring me home, then."
"Nope," Lucy yelled, walking off.
They pulled up behind Lucy's car, trying to casually, yet quickly walk up to the door, Charlie grabbed her from behind, kissing her neck, making her shiver.
"Baby," she gasped.
She dragged him upstairs by his hand to her room, locking the door, spinning towards him with a big smile, pulling his shirt off before he could kiss her, unbuttoning her blouse, kicking off her canvass sneakers, squeezing put of her capris, dropping low enough to undo his belt and khakis, pushing him to the bed, pulling his shoes off, climbing on top of him.
"Wow," he raised an eyebrow.
"Am I coming on too strong?"
"No," he chuckled, "seems very you," he pulled her face to his.
Their lips locked, nothing but smacking and breathing was heard. Charlie combed his fingers through her hair, stopping to scoot them all the way on the bed, embracing her waist and thighs, getting an erection pressing against his boxers, and her panties. Charlie briefly thrust in to her.
"Is that, your," she broke kiss.
"Yeah…?"
She wiggled on his crotch, mashing his cock against herself, turning her head, biting her lips. He took the opening, biting down on her neck, making her yelp. She rubs slow and hard, getting more turned on by his sucking, getting wetter. Charlie caught himself pushing rhythmically with her, moving his lips near her shoulder, getting turned on by her moans and the head of his cock pushing in to her covered slit. Pulling back, seeing red bruising on her neck before her lips met his again, both breathing heavy through open mouth kissing. Lucy paused, jerking her hips quickly, reaching climax, muttering, he held her hips, pushing, humping in to her, she squeezes her eyes shut, pushing back, both their underwear even wetter, Charlie got a hitch in his breath.
"You going to…"
"Uh-huh," he strained.
"Think I'm…"
Charlie huffed reaching climax, followed by Lucy. She lazily rolled off of him.
"I wet myself," she felt.
"Look at us; slowly becoming slaves to our hormones."
"You're wet, too. Is that a bad thing?"
"Seeing as we've shown more restraint than our friends… nope. I should probably go and change for sound check," he sat up.
"Yeah," she got up from the bed, "same."
"Mmm… looking good."
"I bet. You gotta go change clothes, and I gotta wash and stuff," she pulled her panties off.
"I know," he got up, putting his clothes on.
They kissed each other goodbye.
Everybody met up at school for the sound check, unloading their gear.
"Whoa, Lucy; I've never seen you dress like that," Schroeder exclaimed.
"Oh… you like this," she struck a pose in her black cut-off shorts and cut halter top "I'm Awesome" shirt, knee high boots.
"Me likey a lot," Peppermint Patty ogled,".
"I know you do, Trish. I thought you weren't going to be here?"
"I figured I'd help unload stuff."
"Have A Day," Franklin read Charlie's shirt.
"Yep."
"Really… a day, not a good day, or bad day, just a day."
"Yeah, I actually like this shirt."
"I remember that shirt. It's just a shirt, Frank, now c'mon, let's get in there."
Carrying everything inside to the auditorium, catching the other band finishing up, starting to remove their equipment.
"You guys got a band together," lead guitar asked.
"Charlie Brown started a band," singer asked.
"Yeah, we got a band, and we're pretty good," Charlie replied.
"With you in it, yeah we'll see," lead guitar laughed.
"Who is that hottie over there in the booty shorts," bassist wondered.
"Peppermint Patty… uh.. Trish," Franklin asked.
"Ugh, no dude, the booty shorts, you deaf? Trish isn't hot," Lead guitar reiterated.
"That's Chuck's girl; Lucy."
"Van Pelt?"
"Yeah, Lucy Van Pelt is my girlfriend," he looked smug.
They looked at each other snickering and chuckling, Charlie and Franklin looked at each other confused.
"Your failure ass has a band, and one of the hottest girls in school, dude, I refuse to believe it," singer admitted.
"Saaame bro. I'm about to ask her out, bet you could score her friend, Violet. She probably still rich, too," Bassist nudged the singer.
"Violet's my girl, bruh," Franklin stepped forward.
"Hey, my mistake, I didn't know!"
"You fucking believe him, and not me," Charlie glared.
The bassist smiled at his band members as Lucy walked over.
"Whassup Lucy," he greeted.
"Hey guys, you all a rock band, too?"
"Yeah, yeah… we're gonna do like a Limp Bizkit song."
"Cool. So we could use you guys help finishing set up."
"Umm Lucy, after the talent show, if you're not busy; you wanna do something?"
She scoffed, "really? My boyfriend is right here," she rolled her eyes.
Charlie and Franklin had shit eating grins, walking away.
"Have a day, fellas," he held up a middle finger, with a hand on Lucy's ass.
