I looked up the walkway to the school looming in front of me. Rydell High. I was a senior, and after hearing my parents talk about how great their memories there were, I couldn't wait to make my own. That was years ago, and I had made some great memories along the way of the past four years. I wore my Pink Ladies jacket and held my books in my arms, excited for my last year.

"Hey babe, whatcha thinking 'bout?" James "Jimmy" Nogerelli strutted up to me from behind and he draped his arm around my shoulder. He looked precisely like his father; there were no parts of him that resembled his mother, Paulette.

He wore his T Birds leather jacket with pride, and he had the same attitude as his father, that all the girls loved him. I did, but after 3 years of belonging to each other, it was getting tiring. So much for experimenting. He did all the experimenting though, whenever we had a fight or went on break, the other girls would tell me that at the bowling alley he'd been making out with a chic from our school. They knew because they were with their respective T bird men at the time. I pretended it didn't hurt me, when it did. Over and over I'd gotten hurt from his carelessness.

Cousin Michael was gentle, why couldn't Jimmy be like him? I was like Cousin Stephanie in a lot of ways, except I'd never bothered to smoke or drink. Well, I did try a smoke once, hated it. And I drank a little on special occasions, but never enough to get drunk or be disoriented in any way.

I remembered meeting Jimmy, in freshman year, before we'd officially become Pink Ladies and T Birds. Everyone, including upperclassmen, treated us with respect, or did what we said out of fear, because of who our parents were, and they knew we'd be following in their footsteps. He was kinder then. We met in class one day, and from there on...we were together. Everyone knew about us, we were the star coupling of the school.

I sighed. "Our last year until we hit the high road, Jimmy."

He grinned. "Babes, don't get all mopey on me. I have a rep. to protect."

I rolled my eyes. "Don't be forgetting who I am, Jim."

"Alright Zuko. I wish you wouldn't play that card every time." He surrendered and I laughed. He looked at my lips as I did so.

"What?" I asked, my light blue eyes widening.

"You don't laugh anymore. It's great to hear it again. You're so…beautiful." He leaned in, trailing off and kissed me.

We were getting steamy when the guys and girls teased us and joined us. We pulled apart sheepishly and looked towards our groups. I flipped my blonde hair off my shoulder.

We all turned to face the school in a cluster. "We rule this school now." Jimmy announced and everyone cheered. The bell rang and our gangs rushed into the school, but Jimmy and I had our arms wrapped around each other as we walked forward slowly. "We rule this joint. You and me, Sami." He nuzzled my neck and I grinned. "We're going to be late. C'mon!" I tugged him along and he missed his cigarette as I messed up him hitting it with the lighter.

I was a Pink Lady, and acted more like my father at times, but deep down- I was my mother at heart. I actually cared about my grades and classes.

As we walked down the hall, all the girls seemed to wink at my long-time boyfriend and I looked up worriedly to him, but he looked down at me reassuringly. I was insecure, but would you blame me?

He'd never technically cheated on me, but I still worried.

Once by the door to my 1st period, Jimmy kissed me hard on the mouth and winked. "See ya after class, toots."

"Jimmy!" I called out when he down the hall. He turned, a ciggy already dangling from his mouth.

He held up the pack as if he were asking if I wanted one. I ignored that, and dropped my books to the ground and sprinted down the hall and launched myself on him. He would not leave me. I was making a statement. He spat the cigarette onto the floor and picked me up when I wrapped my legs around his torso. I felt him go hard and I broke away, and lifted his chin up with my forefinger. "Want to ditch?"

He, still carrying me, widened his eyes. "You wanna ditch? On the first class of the first day?"

"It's not like McGee will say anything interesting on the announcements. I imitated her voice. "Attention seniors, class of '76, class rings will be sold," I broke off. "And it's not like seniors do any work. I already got into the college I wanted, so I'm all set."

"Alright." He grinned, his intent clear in his eyes. I would've stopped him there in the past, but I'd already lost my v-card to him at junior formal last term. This would be the second time we'd have sex.

If my mother knew what I was doing…she'd trying bad ass for such a long time, but when I was born, went back to her old ways.

He carried me out of the school, and we went to his car, as I was already taking his jacket off him with a feel of urgency.

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A/N: Yes, Sami is Danny and Sandy's kid. If you've seen Grease 2- you'll realize I made Jimmy the son of Paulette and Johnny.

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