SHE AIN'T VANILLA • KENICKIE

THREE

CHAPTER THREE - Sleepover Blues

"Hey, look, it's Jan." Rizzo buckled over in laughter as all the girls had situated themselves in Frenchy's overly pink bedroom which Ducky secretly hated. Jan was over at the television when the toothpaste advertisement came on and the girls were glued watching her dance and sing stupidly to it.

"Brush-a, brush-a, brush-a. Get the new Ipana. With the brand-new flavour. It's dandy for your teeth. Brush-a, brush-a, brush-a.New Ipana toothpaste. Brush-a, brush-a, brush-a
Knocks out decay germs fast. Fast, fast, you sure are right."

Marty and Ducky looked over at each other with a grin plastered over their faces as they got plush pillows and stuffed animals from behind them and threw them at Jan.

"Turn it off." They laughed.

"Hey. Hey, hand me a ciggie butt." Rizzo said to Frenchy and she got them off her dressing table.

"Oh, me, too. Over here." Ducky replied. She needed one after her conversation with Kenickie. She was devastated. The feeling of rejection. She had spent a month getting over the man with the leather jacket and the bad habit of smoking and it had all came crushing down on her tonight. She had been through so much and he didn't even realise, he didn't know but he left and didn't look back.

"Hey, you want one, Sandy?" Frenchy turned to the girl dressed in white, sitting on the rocking chair and she softly declined.

"No, thanks, I don't smoke."

"You don't? Go ahead, try it. It won't kill you." Rizzo said and passed her cigarette to Sandy.

"Give her a Hit Parade." Ducky smirked as she lay down on the bed and took a long drag to feel satisfied. Her head turned when she heard coughing coming from Sandy who passed the cigarette back to Rizzo.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, you shouldn't
inhale unless you're used to it." Rizzo giggled.

"Sandy, let me teach you how to French inhale. It's really cool, watch." Frenchy smiled amd then proceeded to show Sandy.

"God! That is the ugliest looking thing
I ever saw." Jan grimmer at the sight.

"Nah, the guys really go for it. And that's how I got my nickname, Frenchy."

"Sure it is." Ducky mumbled and all the girls laughed. As if that's how French got her nickname. Her sister threw a pillow at her face which caused her to belt her head back laughing hysterically.

"Okay, how about a little Sneaky Pete
to get the party going?" Rizzo suddenly pulled out alcohol to make all the girls excited. Ducky had needed alcohol after the day she had, she was on a low but the night in with the girls had helped a lot and she was grateful.

"Italian Swiss Colony?"

"Wow, it's imported."

"Hey, I brought some Twinkies. Anybody want one?" Jan offered and Ducky's eyes lit up, she reached her hand out and Jan threw a Twinkie into her hand.

"Okay I take back what I said about Twinkie's."

"Twinkies and wine? Oh that's real classy." Rizzo scoffed at both girls and Ducky rolled her eyes at her friend.