think pink.

Intro: One

I wouldn't say people parted like the Red Sea when they saw me, but much more the opposite. Heads would turn but I don't think in the way people strive for. They weren't looking because of their simple admiration for me. I think it was more of them wanting to see me trip as I walked down the hallways, all of them ready for me to do something to get the school buzzing. I didn't mind it, for I had become used to it. I rather have people talking all about my actions, than bashing another girl for hers. I could take it, but I know some girls can't.

I had grown accustomed to my life and friends here, but sadly I was moving on and my mother persisted that it would be for the best. My attitude and my behavior were never up to her standard. With that, I was moving and this was my last day at my beloved high school that I had a bittersweet temperament with. I had a few tasks on my list to complete before leaving and heading to Rydell for the finale of my senior year.

"Where are you going?" June asked, placing her hand on my inside of my arm that clung to a leather jacket.

"I'm giving this to Leo," I pulled my arm from her, striding down the hallway past chattering girls in puffy skirts and cheap pumps for last season with their faces caked in Avon makeup.

I guess she got the message because I didn't her her shoes tapping behind me. Leo had been playing with me these past few days before I was set off to leave and I needed to end it for sure. I knew I didn't trust him to stay loyal while I was away at our so-called rival school. Struggling to keep my lips sealed from any outbursts at the preppy girls huddling by their lockers, I made my way out onto the pavement of the back parking lot to wear the Scorpions parked their bikes and cars. My heart was thumping in my chest, not out of anxiousness, but almost in a deep dread of hearing him talk cockily about how he didn't even need me anyways.

Our relationship consisted of me being nothing more than either being apart of his social status or climbing into the backseat of his car after football games. Though I enjoyed hanging out with my girls and the Scorpions and just the atmosphere, I knew with moving schools, I'd rather just leave them all behind. I'd rather leave behind all of the drunken parties, bike rides to Rydell's campus in spite, and all of the hateful talk that ran threw the halls of our school. It was now time to start over, or at least try to be a modest girl for my mother's sake.

Scraping my black pumps across the few parking barriers, I headed toward Leo's car where he got out and leaned against his driver side door.

I guess it was quite obvious on my face that I was angry more than anything because as I approached I heard one of Leo's good buddies mutter, "Balmudo, your chick looks pissed."

I shot him a dirty glance, slightly pursing my red lips. He straightened himself up as I locked eyes with Leo.

"What now, Main Squeeze?" He tightened his grip on the car door behind him, his fingers out turned towards me.

"Don't call me that." I threw his jacket at him. He watched it hit the ground long before he even thought about putting out his cigarette. "We aren't going together anymore!"

He scoffed, pushing a piece of long, greasy hair from his face.

"I'm leaving today," I said expecting a slight reaction, knowing we had been going together since last year.

He shrugged, putting the cigarette between his lips as his jaw clenched. He was holding it in as usual and I suddenly realized maybe what I wanted was for him to show some emotion.

I ripped his cigarette from his lips, throwing it on top of his leather jacket on the concrete to create a gratifying burnt spot on it. His face now was scrunched and begging for a knuckle sandwich, but my fighting days were over.

"I'm serious! You're nothing but a punk!" I turned on my heel expecting to end it there before his hands tugged on my hips. I didn't want to bash ears any longer.

"Where are you going anyhow?" His voice still sounding low, not shaking off the hep he had in front of his friends.

Prying his hands off of me, I turned back to face him.

"Rydell."