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Intro: Two

"Go ahead then! Get on then, Kathryn!" He mumbled as he picked up his leather jacket, shaking it off before throwing it on.

"Get bent, Balmudo. You ain't nothing special."

"You better not cool it with one of those T birds!"

The thought hadn't even crossed my mind until that shuck mentioned it. I saw myself laying low until graduation, but me being anything but square, I didn't hold myself to tightly. I shook off his final remark and head back inside to finish my day.

Of course, I couldn't have just strutted inside the school building peacefully. Instead, I brushed arms with the raunchiest girl around, Charlene Digregio. She swiftly made her way to that nosebleed still propped up against his car.

"Go to hell," I whispered now far off from the two. He had always told me not to worry about her but now here she was leaned over him like he was the biggest catch she'd ever seen. I was officially sick to my stomach.

Classes were dreadful and I was ready to split by the end of my 5th class, constantly tapping my feet along the linoleum floor anxiously.

June caught me in the hallway on my way to 6th. "Wait, so what happened?"

"I'll clue you in after school."

She nodded before starting her walk to her final class of the day. June was the only straight and honest girl I trusted. I couldn't help but continue to think about what changes are going to happen in my life after today. Maybe I was overthinking or expecting some drastic change, I don't know. Though I wasn't one of those people who peaked in high school, thinking about it now, high school meant a lot to me. More to the way I was growing up that to me personally, but you get the point.

Leo was in my final class of the day and it would be perfectly normal if it wasn't for the fact that he rarely showed, so when I walked into Ms. Caroll's class expecting him to be somewhere in the halls of the school puffing on a cigarette, being surprised was an understatement.

I focused on the steady beat of my pumps along the tile floor and I made my way to a wooden desk in the back of the room. I threw myself heavily into the seat, brushing my hand threw the ends of my hair, keeping my gaze down at the knots and twists in the wood of my desk. Leo sat in his seat directly in front me, kicking his foot out under the desk. I tried not to pay any attention to him as our class started, but of course he couldn't make it that easy.

As the bell rang to dismiss us, I quickly lit a cigarette from my pocket, hiding it behind my head to avoid the teacher reprimanding me one last time. Exiting through the classroom's door, Cha Cha almost ran in from the hallway to Leo who was now standing from his seat. I couldn't help but to watch as her skimpy body draped itself over him, their lips connecting sloppily. Now if it weren't my last day here, I wouldn't have done this but as my brows furrowed, my fingers flicked the cigarette in the direction of his heavily greased hair and her hairsprayed hair.

I hoped I would never have to see Leo again or that prostitute of a dancer.

Getting into my Chevrolet Bel Air, my pride and joy, I waited for June. I cranked up the radio as Elvis' That's All Right played from beginning to end.

In that span of a few minutes, I thought a lot about how I wish I was in a movie. I wish I had the life of every housewife in America. Simplicity at its finest, cooking dinner and serving our men.

I rolled my eyes at my own thought. I somewhat adored the plain way of life, and some part of me wanted it for my future. I wondered who I would find at Rydell. Perhaps my future 'loving husband' or maybe another guy like Leo.

Damn me for being attracted to those in leather jackets.

When June got into my car heels on fire, I was ready to tell her what had happened and then start to worry about what's on the front burner. I was going to Rydell tomorrow.