Tell Gabby all about it at lunch

“How’s your face?” Gabby asks me when I sit at the lunch table next to her.

“Justin kissed me!”

“No way, you go girl!”

Gabby and the rest of the girls congratulate me and cheer me on.

“So, was it good?” The brunette asks me.

“Dreamy.” I tell her. “It was amazing!”

“Are you going out with him now?” The redhead asks. “Is he your boyfriend?”

“I mean, I think. Isn’t he?” I ask.

“Justin’s a pretty popular guy.” The redhead tells me. “You’re probably going to have to put out if you want to keep him around.”

“Put what out?” I ask, confused.

“Oh, my innocent little Maddie!” Gabby teases me, pinching my cheek.

“What does she mean, Gabby?”

“I mean you should have sex with him.” The redhead explains.

“Sex?” I ask in shock. “I can barely even talk to him, how am I supposed to do that?”

“You spread your legs and let him put it in, like, duh!” She teases me.

“I don’t know if I’m ready for that. I don’t want to get pregnant, my dad would kill me!”

“Are you on the pill?” The brunette asks me.

“No, but I’m seeing my… uh…. Doctor tomorrow.”

“Your gynecologist?”

I nod, embarrassed.

“Ask for it.” She tells me.

“I still don’t know.” I tell her.

“Then, like, give him a blowjob or something.” Gabby suggests.

“How am I supposed to do that?” I ask. “I’ve never done that to a guy before?”

“You ever have a ring pop?” Gabby asks me.

“Yeah, why?”

“Just like that.”

“Okay….” I say, nodding. “What does it taste like?”

“You’ll find out.” The redhead says. “Every guy is different.”

The topic changes and the girls on the other side of the table gush about their most recent boy toys. I talk to Gabby about her paper and take a few notes. She tells me to get it to her when I can, and promises to bring me an old cell phone tomorrow.