I walked downstairs and outside to see Daryl. 'Good enough,' I thought.
"Hey Daryl, can I talk to you about something?" I asked.
"Depends," He said.
"Look, I just kissed Posy and...I need to talk about stuff. I-I'll even help you clean your arrows," I said.
"You kissed Posy? What-why do you need to talk?" He asked.
"I feel weird, and my dad never really gave me the talk," I said. "Well he did, but I never asked any questions."
"The talk? What talk?"
"You know. The Talk. The birds and the bees?" I said.
"Oh! The talk. Sit down," He said.
I sat down across from him. "When a girl and a boy love eachother very much-"
"Cut the crap," I said in monotone.
"Okay jeez! So do you wanna have sex with Posy?" He asked.
"I mean...yeah. I-I've thought about it," I said.
"Do you have any questions?" He asked.
"Yeah...but I don't wanna ask them," I said.
"Well shit! How am I supposed to help you then?"
"Help with what? What do you need help with Carl?" My dads voice came from behind me.
"Uh nothing! Nothing, just-"
"Carl has some questions!" Daryl said, happy to embarrass me.
"What kind of questions?" Asked Dad.
"Sex questions!" Daryl sang loudly.
Glen, Maggie, Hershal and Beth all turned an looked.
I layed down on the cement. "Why did you do that?" I asked.
"Cause I like embarrassing you," He smirked.
Maggie and Glen walked over laughing. "Why? Why me?" I asked.
"What questions do you have?" Maggie smirked evily.
"I don't...I don't have any," I stuttered.
"You just said you had some questions!" Said Daryl.
"Please stay out of this."
"We'll take him inside and talk to him. We're young," Said Glen.
"What? I'm young!" called Daryl as they dragged me inside. They pulled me into their cell and sat me on the bed, then sat in front of me.
"Carl, it's okay to be confused," Said Maggie. "So, this is about Posy, right? I can talk to her about it."
"No!" I exclaimed, my voice cracking slightly. "No, don't tell her."
"We're not gonna tell her you wanna have sex with her you idiot! We're gonna see if she knows about it and stuff," Said Glen.
"So, what do you wanna know?" Asked Maggie.
I sat on the edge of the bed, and ran my fingers through my hair. "Is...is it normal to like...wanna touch her and like...see her without any clothes?" I asked.
"Yeah. Yeah totally man," Said Glen.
"So, is it normal to...dream about it?" I asked. He nodded. "And when we kissed, I got this weird feeling. It was weird in a good way though. It was like fireworks and butterflies in my stomach. What is that?"
"Those are sparks. It means you really really like her," Said Maggie.
"Okay...and if we actually do...it...how do you...like put on a thingie?" I asked.
