Charlie planned for Lucy to ride with him to school that Friday morning, she was pleased that she got to enjoy her coffee on the ride to school, and the post punk he was playing. Rerun was staring out the window while Linus and Sally were cuddled up.

"If you two keep going at it like that; you're going to use up all your honeymoon minutes before the next grade."

Lucy giggled.

"You're just jealous, Charlie," Sally stuck her tongue out.

"Somebody will come along one day. It's nice you found each other; I don't know who else I could trust with my kid sister."

"I had a good time last night… we should do it again."

"It's nice to have somebody to watch anime with."

"Were you actually watching or were you just cuddling," Sally teased.

"Either way, she was happy," Rerun spoke up.

"How about we switch places, so you and Lucy can make out, and I can drive?"

Lucy blushed hard.

"Oh no, but then you won't make your morning kiss quota, we can't have that," Charlie retorted.

Charlie pulled into the parking lot, as they were getting out, they saw Violet pull in, driving an old Cadillac. They all pile out of his car, walking towards other students, Lucy started to lag behind.

"Sally, girl!"

"Eudora, whassup?"

She noticed Lucy with them, "what is she doing with you all?"

"Her bike was vandalized, and she needs a ride," Charlie interjected.

"Oh just ignore Lucy, never mind her," Sally laughed.

Sally walked off with Eudora, Shermy walked over to greet them.

"Charlie, Lucy… uh, how's the bike?"

Lucy looked away.

"Uh… it's bad, Shermy, but I don't want to talk about it, and upset her more."

"I understand, if there's anything I can do to help, just let me know, Lucy, okay? I know you love that bike."

"Sure."

"I heard about your bike, and everything, Lucy, how are you," Peggy walked up, "…are you okay?"

"Yeah, I- don't you hate me like everybody else," she looked confused.

"Charlie and Shermy are okay with you, so why not," she shrugged.

"Thanks."

"Shermy… babe," Violet walked over, "I can't believe I have to drive this Cadillac until my car is fixed."

"Violet, it's not forever," he kissed her, and exchanged glances with Peggy, who gave him a look.

"Oh no… not a Cadillac… those are luxury cars for poor people," Lucy rolled her eyes.

"Why are you complaining, you have another car to use as a spare. None of us are that lucky… case in point," Peggy pointed to Lucy.

"Let's go, Charlie," Lucy tugged him away by his hand.

"You should appreciate what you have, instead of complaining- it's a fucking Caddy, not a Camry!"

"Good morning to you too, Peggy-Jean."

"I don't like you, you don't deserve anything you spoiled brat."

"Now hold on, Maggie, just calm down a bit," Shermy asked.

"Maggie‽ Where did that come from?"

"If you weren't such a bitch; you'd know my real name is Margaret."

"I don't have to take this so early in the morning! Let's go Shermy," she strutted away.

"Sorry Maggie," he whispered.

"I can't keep doing this, Shermy."

"I know, I know… soon, real soon, okay," he went to catch up to Violet.

"Soooo… who's joining my stream tonight," Patty sat down.

"You know I gotta be there," Peppermint Patty exclaimed.

"Franklin, Lamar?"

"Sure, I don't have any plans," Franklin said.

"Let's do it," Lamar wrapped his arms around Heather, "you're so huggable."

"Stop it!"

"Yeah, stop it, bruh," Franklin agreed.

"Don't be like that, man. Get your own girl."

"You should ask Emily out," Heather suggested.

"Emily? Who's that?"

"She's that other redheaded girl, the one you have gym and english with."

"Ooohhh… you think I should?"

"It couldn't hurt," she smiled.

"There, now leave our love alone," Lamar narrowed his eyes, "besides, man, she's on the dance team, you know she has moves."

"Seems our little party is a bit small this morning," Schroeder stated.

"Yeah… they're sitting over there," Linus pointed.

"Thanks for sitting with me again."

"It's all good," Charlie smiled.

"We just want you to have as good a day as possible," Rerun added.

"You always were my favorite brother."

"Aww."

"Patty is doing her live stream tonight, you wanna come over while I play?"

"Yeah, I missed the first one and never really seen her play."

"She's quite humorous at times," Marcie stated.

"I know I'm going to be watching at some point," Shermy said.

"Shermy, I have a question regarding Violet."

"Uh… go ahead, Marcie."

"I was wondering how your relationship was, what drew you to her?"

"We kinda got close over comic books and found other things we liked… but now… it just doesn't seem the same. We would go to comic bookstores, thrift stores… and… it's just different, she's changed. I often wonder what she sees in me anymore."

"Have you tried talking to her?"

"Once."

"Then do it again."

"Yeah…," he looked towards Violet.

Violet sat alone with a grimace, eating her food, watching everybody else enjoy themselves, giving up and going to class early to avoid everybody and their nonsense.

"Oh Violet!"

"…yes… Truffles…?"

"Don't forget your to-go order!"

"My what?"

Truffles tossed what was left of her small bowl of cereal on her. Violet was speechless, Truffles and Lydia laughed, soon others started laughing.

"The look on your face," Truffles laughed.

"I didn't know you had it in you," Lydia yelled.

"Why…? Why would you," Violet tried to gather her thoughts.

"She's still hungry," Lydia grabbed one of Tapioca's waffles at her face.

The girls just laughed at her, Violet couldn't muster any anger from the embarrassment, she just ran away.

"This is never getting out of this top!"

She went to a bathroom and tried to clean her shirt with subpar school paper towels without success, she rolled her eyes and decided she would run home and change her top, headed towards the exit to the student lot and got caught by a teacher.

"Excuse me, where do you think you're going‽"

"I umm... I need to…"

"To go to class. Now! Before we go to the office."

"But I need to-"

"Go! To! Class, young lady!"

With a defeated sigh, she turned to go to class, knowing she was looking a mess, milk on her shirt, in her hair, syrup still on her shirt, despite trying to clean her face, it felt sticky from it. She took her seat as the first few students started coming in, knowing she was going to start smelling at some point.

"Hey, that's a good look on you," Lydia walked in.