Notes: First of all, I should warn you that this is about 85% self-indulgent crap. Over a year ago I was hit with the mental image of Dave Karofsky with greaser hair and a cigarette behind one ear, clad in tight blue jeans and a T-Birds jacket. Also, a skin tight black shirt because those arms. This led to an image of Sebastian in a Pink Ladies jacket and it all devolved from there. The title is a line from the movie's theme song, which seemed appropriate because even though this is set in 1959 like the movie, there are homosexual relationships that aren't huge secrets...so it's a little unconventional in that regard considering the time period.
Anyway, I thought this up literally months before Glee did Grease, but I desperately wanted to write it – with a twist, because let's face it, Rizzo and Kenickie are a much more interesting couple. I just didn't have the energy and motivation. When I eventually started it, I had a lot of fun casting each member (also, a lot of fun imagining Sebastian singing "Sandra Dee" about Kurt).
I'm posting this because I'm almost completely sure I'll only finish it if I feel guilted into it by having it as a WIP and it fits in Smythofsky Week 2013 (Day 7 – Crossovers).
The characters may seem a bit OOC, but that's because I'm trying to make each person a little of their Grease character, and a little of their Glee character. There'll be a glossary at the bottom of any chapter with 50s slang that may be hard to interpret.
Cast List
Pink Hotties
Sebastian Smythe...as Betty Rizzo
Kurt Hummel...as Sandy Olsen
Rachel Berry...as Frenchy
Sugar Motta...as Marty
Tina Cohen-Chang...as Jan
T-Birds
Dave Karofsky...as Kenickie
Blaine Anderson...as Danny Zuko
Finn Hudson...as Doody
Noah Puckerman...as Sonny
Mike Chang...as Putzie
Others
Sue Sylvester...is Principal McGee
Becky...as Blanche
Will Schuester...as Mrs. Murdock
Artie Abrams...as Eugene Felnick
Quinn Fabray...as Patty Simcox
Coach Beiste...as Coach Calhoun
Sam Evans...as Tom Chisum
Brittany S. Pierce...as Cha Cha DiGregorio
Santana Lopez...as Leo The Scorpion
Mercedes Jones...as Vi The Waitress
Rory...as Teen Angel
Jesse St James...as Vince Fontaine
Emma Pillsbury...as Mr. Rudie
Chapter One – We're Gonna Rule The School
Dave took a long pull of his cigarette. It was the first day back at school – what a drag. The only good thing about it was that it got him away from his crazy mother and meant he could spend time with his friends.
And Bassy. Except that he didn't even really know what was going on there. Sure, they'd gotten hot and heavy over the summer, but they hadn't talked about what would happen once classes started back, and Bas was his best friend's ex…something.
Not that he thought Blaine would care.
A bunch of people passed him too closely, so he slapped a pile of books out of a nerd's arms and blew a lung full of smoke at him.
"Karofsky! Over here, Karofsky!" He could hear the other T-Birds, but couldn't see them.
"Hey, where you at?" he called out, glancing around. Out of the corner of his eye he saw rushed movement and he turned, spotting Puck, Mike and Finn.
Finn jumped at him. "We're right here!" he laughed.
"Where were you all summer?" Mike asked. He sounded upset that Dave hadn't been around.
"What are you, my mother?"
"I was just askin'," he pouted and Dave rolled his eyes.
He'd spent his days earning some cash for a car, and his nights messing around with Bassy. But he really had to find out what Bassy wanted before that was something he admitted. "I was workin', which is more than any of you's kids could say."
"Workin'?" And that was why Dave was about to get a car, but Puck was going to be begging for rides instead of driving his own.
"That's right, I was luggin' boxes at Bargain City, moron."
Puck snickered. "Nice job!"
"Eat me," Dave countered. "I'm saving up to get me some wheels."
"Yeah?" Mike was excited, but that was nothing unusual. "You wanna hear what I did?"
Another lie? No.
"No."
Mike spent most of his time putting on some act, like he wasn't the next Fred Astaire. He probably got down all through the summer but Dave knew he'd never admit it. He and Blaine only knew because they'd seen Mike practicing one day, but they never told him. Dancing wasn't really the right look for a greaser, so they kept it on the quiet, but that boy was good.
Finn bounced up and down. Not for the first time Dave wondered if he was really T-Bird material. He was kind of an odd ball. "Hey, there's Blaine!" Finn cried out, pointing.
Dave turned just in time to see his best friend, Blaine Anderson, look back at them over a leather covered shoulder. He had a smoke dangling between his lips and was grinning. The other T-Birds were calling out to him and Dave joined them – he hadn't seen Blaine for weeks.
He watched as Blaine sauntered toward them. Blaine threw a hand out to catch Puck in the balls, then ignored Finn and Mike to shake Dave's hand. Dave smacked him eagerly on the arm. "How you doing, huh?"
The others started fighting for Blaine's attention and Dave laughed.
"Good to see you," Blaine grinned as they headed onto the grass, away from the flood of students heading into the building.
"Hey, uh, you see any new babes over there?" Dave asked. If Blaine was chasing some new tail it'd be easy to tell him about Bas, and Blaine had been chatting to someone right near the entrance – prime position to look for someone new.
Blaine shook his head. "Nah, just the same old chicks and dicks everybody's playing with."
Dave wasn't surprised. Aside from freshmen – who were usually too uptight to move past first base, anyway – McKinley didn't usually get a lot of new meat. Dave didn't really care this year, unlike the few years before.
"Hey, so, what did you do all summer, Blaine, huh?" Finn asked.
"I was hanging around down the beach, you know," he replied. Then, more suggestively, "You know!"
Puck chimed in, eagerly. "I know what you mean…it's tough with all those babes hanging around you."
Dave snorted. Puck talked a big game, but it had been all talk for a while. The guy had been eyeing up Sugar Motta and the T-Birds all knew it.
"Yeah," Mike chimed in, "well the only thing that hangs around you, Puckerman, are the flies."
"Yeah, right here Mike, huh!" he retorted. He looked like he was going to start up a tough guy bit, so Dave cut in.
He grabbed Blaine's attention. "Hey, how was the action at the beach?"
"Ooh. It was flippin'." Blaine had that look on his face – the one that meant he had stories to tell.
"Ooh. Crazy?"
Blaine nodded with a smirk. "I did uh, I did meet this one guy." His smirk softened into a real smile. Dave glanced at the other T-Birds, but he was the only one who noticed. They all saw Blaine as the fearless leader, the cool cat, but Dave knew him better than that. "He was uh, he was sorta cool, you know."
"You mean he puts out?" Puck could be such a sleaze ball, but he was sort of funny, too. It wasn't even like he was interested in guys; he just always wanted to hear the dirty details. Dave was pretty sure Sugar wasn't even giving him the time of day, so maybe that was why.
"Oh come on, Puck," Blaine said, "is that all you ever think about?"
"Freakin' A!"
The first bell rang. Dave wasn't in any rush to get inside, but he didn't want detention for hanging around outside on the first day, either. He caught Blaine's eye, who shook his head and pointed at Puck. "This one!"
Dave knew exactly what Blaine meant. Puck was a total perve, but he was mostly harmless and just mouthy. Dave rolled his eyes along with Blaine and they headed inside, leaving Puck and the others behind.
"Hey, guys! Wait up."
Sebastian eased the car into an empty spot. He was out of the door almost before the engine was off, sunglasses on and jacket in hand. Tina climbed out of the passenger side, snickering at nothing, while Sugar gracefully emerged from the back seat.
He sighed, pulling off his sunglasses and looking over the students rushing into the same old building. "Well, here we are again."
"Yeah," Sugar agreed, "but this time we're seniors…"
"…and we're gonna rule the school!" Sebastian finished with a smirk.
Tina was nibbling on something, like always. She started giggling around her food then tried to shove the whole thing in her mouth. Sebastian laughed at her as Sugar reached behind him to slap her on the arm.
"Tina, that is so adolescent."
"We are adolescents!"
Tina had a point, but Sebastian wasn't about to admit that. He was not going to look like a dumb kid next to Sugar. She was his best friend and all, but she was the only child in an extremely wealthy family – even wealthier than Sebastian's – and she could be a snotty brat when she was in the mood to be.
"We don't have to flaunt it," he shot at Tina. He slid on his sunglasses and draped his Pink Hotties jacket over his shoulders. Once upon a time the jackets had been for the Pink Ladies, but then Sebastian joined and he was certainly no lady. "Okay, girls. Let's go get 'em."
The final bell rang. Within seconds the flood of noisy students in the corridor disappeared into classrooms and the hallway was silent.
Dave was leaning against a locker next to Blaine, playing with his pocketknife. Finn, Puck and Mike were looking over their class schedules. His schedule was…somewhere. Probably in his pocket. He could find it later, after homeroom.
"Geez," Puck complained as they began to wander down the hall, "every teacher I got this year's flunked me at least once!"
Dave rolled his eyes; that wasn't much of a surprise. If Puck cared so much he should probably go to class sometimes. Dave, on the other hand, didn't care much at all beyond graduating. And shop class. He'd have a car this year; he needed to know how to make her purr.
"If you don't watch it, you're gonna be spending all your time in Sylvester's office," Finn commented, running a comb through his hair.
"Yeah? Well this year she's gonna wish she'd never seen me."
Yeah, right.
"Oh yeah?" Finn sniggered. "And what are you going to do?"
"I just ain't gonna take any of her crap, that's all. I don't take no crap from nobody."
Dave was stopped by Finn, who had his arms out, warningly. Puck kept strutting as though he owned the joint, right past a corner where Principal Sylvester stepped out behind him. Dave grinned. This was going to be hilarious. He slipped his shades back on and tried not to attract Sylvester's attention.
"Noah," Principal Sylvester called out.
Dave leaned against the wall behind Sylvester with the other T-Birds, trying to look innocent.
"Hello ma'am." Puck sounded surprised. Dave glanced back over his shoulder to see that he had spun around and plastered a fake smile on his face. Dave threw a smirk at him.
"Aren't you supposed to be in homeroom, right now?"
"I was just going for a walk."
"You were just dawdling, weren't you?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"That is no way to start a new semester, Mr. Puckerman." Principal Sylvester turned to leave, and Puck started muttering under his breath. What a hot head – even Dave could hear him and Sylvester was much closer than Dave was.
Principal Sylvester turned back, clearly unimpressed. "Perhaps a session of banging erasers after school would put you on the right track?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Are you just going to stand there all day?"
"Uh, no, ma'am." Puck blinked, as though remembering that the T-Birds were watching. "I mean, yes, ma'am. I mean—I'm just um—"
Dave watched, amused, as Puck floundered until Principal Sylvester cut him off. Idiot.
"Well, which is it," she demanded, "yes or no?"
Puck's shoulders slumped. "No, ma'am."
"Good. Then move."
"Yes, ma'am."
Once she left, Dave watched Blaine amble over to Puck and lean in towards him. "I'm sure glad you didn't take any of her crap, Puck. You would've really told her off, huh?"
Dave shook his head, laughing, as Finn started mimicking the conversation. "Mr. Puckerman! Yes, ma'am! No, ma'am!"
He started to head up the stairs, a few feet behind Blaine. Artie Abrams, the school's biggest nerd, was on his way down. Puck, obviously looking to shift the attention, called out, "Hey, Artie! How you doing?"
Blaine and Dave weren't interested in messing with him, but the other T-Birds were.
"Hi, fellas!" Didn't Artie ever learn? He was always friendly, even though he probably shouldn't be. Dave felt kind of sorry for the guy, but he wasn't about to step in for a dweeb. He was one of the coolest guys in school – and the top dogs didn't protect the runts.
Puck, Finn and Mike started tormenting Artie, giving him a buzz-shake, ruffling his hair, knocking off his glasses. Blaine kept walking, but Dave watched until he thought it was going a bit too far.
He tried to sound impatient instead of like he wanted to defend Artie. "C'mon, let's go."
Sebastian was shuffling a deck of cards. Their teacher wasn't there, hadn't bothered to show up at all, actually. Sebastian wasn't even sure what class they were in. Tina was sitting next to him and Sugar was wandering around the room when the announcement system crackled. Music started playing and Becky, Principal Sylvester's assistant, struck a few notes on her xylophone to let them know there was going to be an announcement. As if the music didn't already do that.
He sighed, still shuffling his cards as Tina watched, bored, and Finn and Puck flipped through magazines opposite him.
"Good morning, boys and girls, and welcome to what we are sure will be our greatest year at McKinley. Saturday night will be our first Pep Rally and bonfire…"
"…and I want to see all of you students out there with plenty of support for Coach Bieste and the McKinley Titans. If you can't be an athlete, be an athletic supporter."
Dave smothered a snort as he snuck as quietly as he could towards Quinn Fabray's bag. She was talking to some guy next to her and hadn't noticed him.
If he was stuck in Biology, Dave was going to make it interesting. He carefully placed the rat he was holding into her handbag and rushed back to his seat, snickering with Blaine and Mike.
Fabray was annoying as hell, anyway, and her friendliness was totally fake.
"And now for the really good news, and probably one of the most exciting things to ever happen at McKinley High…"
"…The National Bandstand television show has selected McKinley as a representative American high school and will do a live broadcast from our very own gym."
Well that was…different. It could even be interesting, Sebastian considered. Maybe he could convince Karofsky to clean up a bit for one night. That boy rocked the T-Bird jacket, but he'd be pretty hot in a suit, too.
Finn and Puck were cheering. Sugar was slightly more subdued, clapping as she leaned against a desk. Sebastian didn't react outwardly, but he was grinning on the inside.
"This is our chance to show the entire nation what fine, bright, clean-cut…"
"…wholesome students we have here at McKinley."
Dave watched as Quinn reached into her bag. Blaine was next to him and was already leaning forward eagerly.
When Quinn pulled out the rat and screamed, Dave, Blaine and Mike broke out into laughter. She threw the rat high up in the air and rushed out of the room, squealing. Dave threw a ball of paper at her as she bolted through the door then turned back to the boys, play-punching with Blaine as the three of them kept laughing.
Maybe this year would be fun, after all.