fandomhigh | Sex Ed, Monday [3-2] Third Period

"Welcome back," Steve said. "I hope you all enjoyed your break, and that everyone is minus any new regrets and not too horribly sunburnt. Today I'd like to talk about peer pressure. Peer pressure is a terrible thing. You're sitting there, minding your own business, and then your so-called 'friends' tell you 'everyone else is doing it' or 'you'll be a loser if you don't,' and the next thing you know you're wearing a suit that cost more than should ever be spent on clothes and fighting a Nazi made out of bees in the middle of a Las Vegas casino. So it's bad, is what I'm saying. Don't do it. And when people try it on you, whether they're trying to get you to have sex or get a tattoo or buy stupidly expensive clothes or register with the government, tell them to get lost.

"Your assignment for today is to resist peer pressure. You can get into pairs or groups, whatever works well for you, and one of you will resist peer pressure applied by the others, who are trying to convince you to eat a bacon cookie. Have fun."

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A bacon cookie. Ew.

"You should eat a cookie," Helen told Penelope.

"They look icky," she said with a little nose wrinkle.

Helen shrugged. "They taste delicious. Think what you'd be missing out on."

"You've had one then?" she asked.

Helen raised an eyebrow. "Most everyone has had one. Could I tell you how good they are if I had not?"

"Yes, especially if you're just trying to get me to eat one," she pointed out.

"Then don't," Helen said with a shrug. "You're the one who will miss out."

"How am I missing out if I don't want one?" she asked.

"Let me see you eat a cookie if they're so good."

"How do you know you won't like it till you try?" Helen said reasonably. And ate one of the cookies. "Very good."

"I have a thing against bacon."

What?

"Your loss," Helen said with a shrug and ate another cookie. "They're really remarably good."

"I don't think it is my loss at all," she replied.

Helen shrugged. "It's rather a ridiculous assignment anyway."

Penelope grinned. "It most certainly is."

"And they are surprisingly good cookies," Helen admitted, eating another.

"I've never wanted one, actually," she admitted.

Helen shrugged. "I've eaten much worse. And gone hungry more times than I like to remember. I figure everything is worth a try."

She blinked. "Why have you gone hungry, may I ask?"

"When you're Walking the Bounds you never know where you'll end up or if the people will be friendly," Helen said matter-of-factly. "Often it is hard to get food when you first arrive."

"Where are you from?" Because that would explain a lot right here.

"The world of Uquar," Helen explained. "Until I was exiled and sent to Walk the Bounds."

"I'm very unfamiliar with the world of Uquar," she said, apologetically. Exiled was something she did understand, however, and tilted her head curiously at Helen. "Why were you exiled? That is, if it is not uncomfortable for you to talk about."

"I have not met anyone here who is," Helen admitted and then her face darkened. "I saw one of Them and the priests told me I had to leave. I became a Homeward Bounder until Jamie and I found a way to destroy Them."

Well, it hadn't just been the two of them, but there was no point in getting into all the details.

"I was able to return home then, but they didn't know what to do with me since I had fulfilled my destiny, so they sent me here."

Bitter? Oh yes.

"A Them?"

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