Puberty For Superheroes.

Chapter 3 - Jane Quintela

The ride home was silent. Jane stared out her window and felt lost in her fantasy. Her father, on the other hand, nervously wiggled in his seat. His hands was drentched with sweat, his gut twisted into a knot, and he ran ideas in his head on how to start the conversation.

He was anxious on having the talk, again, with Jane. Luckily for him, Carolena had to deal with that talk with her mother. Even so, he didn't want to tell his own daughter what a monthly cycle was.

"How are you feeling Jane?" Her father asked nervously. He glanced at her in the corner of his eye and quickly returned to the road.

"Why does it feel like I'm wearing a diaper?" She complained lightly. Now that she thought about the pad resting in-between her legs instead of being lost in a fantasy of green blurs, she felt so unlike herself.

"Umm, honey, I wish I could tell you everything. But truthfully, I hope your sister will be able to tell you everything about growing up to be a young girl." He paused, he turned on his blinker and pulled into the driveway. "If she's here, that is."

Carolena was finally a senior, working on becoming an English major and trying to break her light addiction to partying, she was sometimes never home nowadays. She was nineteen, old enough to live by herself but her father needed her around.

But when Jane and her father pulled up into the driveway, Carolena's black SUV was waiting patiently in front of the white garage door.

"Maybe she can help after all." Jane's father snickered and climbed out of his old, blue pickup truck. He sludged Jane's Aztec book bag over his shoulder and marched up to the front door.

Jane wryly followed; she looked like the beach was left in her trousers or she couldn't fix worst wedgie in the world. But she lingered in the front door right after her father.

"I win!" A scream echoed from the living room. The voice wasn't familiar to either one of them, but like moths drawn by a flame, they were forced to the attraction. Jane and her father drifted towards the sound and stood by the doorway.

In the living room was Carolena and her best friend, Jackie. Both of them was sweating buckets, panting and out of breath. The TV had a game playing and both girls didn't notice the company.

"You cheated! Rematch. I declare a rematch!" Carolena demanded to her friend. Jackie, lean and tall, flipped her short black hair. She pulled a hair tie from her wrist and bind half her hair in a ponytail. Jackie's unique motocross outfit and goggles hanging from her neck told Jane that she was an adventurous teen.

"Ladies, sorry to interrupt but could you two explain to Jane what a monthly cycle is while I work on the back yard? Please?!" He begged. Without hearing the girls pleadings, he ran out the back door.

"Well little sis, I'm guessing this is your first time having a period?" Carolena asked, plopping down on the couch and throwing the game controller in the seat next to her.

Jackie was snickering, remembering the first time it started for her. But she kept quiet and waited for the two sisters to discuss the topic.

"Y-yeah." Jane whispered. She inched closer to the couch and sat down awkwardly on the couch's arm.

"Nothing to worry about really, I mean, this is your first period ever and it will be a while til your cycle becomes regular." Jackie explained. She waved her hand in the air like an annoying fly begged for attention in front of her face.

"Yeah, we'll tell you everything. Plus, you have the Internet and the school nurse, female teachers, and us to help you with anything. So what do you want to know?" Carolena happily asked and waited patiently.

At first, Jane didn't say anything. She fiddled with her fingers nervously and hummed a catchy song in her head. "Will I die? I am bleeding."

"No." Carolena and Jackie responded in unison. They looked at each other and tried to figure out a game plan. Carolena told her friend with her vibrant neon green eyes to mess with Jane and scare her. But Jackie glared with a dark disapproval in her brown eyes.

So, they told Jane everything.