During spring break, the guys went camping just to get away from all of the troubles that has happened since the dance. Rizzo, Marty, and Frenchy were always wondering where they are, but I kept lying to them just not to tell them the secret I kept. Although I missed Putzie and the other guys, but I felt as if I need some time alone with the girls.

Right now, me and the ladies spent the night at the Bowl-a-Rama playing which is another hangout. Sometimes we go there too other than Frosty's or a roller rink, but we could use a little fun by bowling and knocking down a few pins. The roller rink used to be in town but last year, it went bankrupt and shut down. Who cares about that place? I got injured in my freshman year. I broke my leg as I was skating with my friends and had to be rushed to the ER.

Anyways, I came in a bluish gray T-shirt, pants and in pigtails while Frenchy, Marty and Rizzo wear Red, or Pink. Frenchy refused to play because she doesn't want her bowling bowl breaking her new pedicured nails. Marty at every turn, she does her normal bowling moves to impress other older guys who are also bowling. Rizzo at every turn, gets spares or strikes. But as for me, I suck at bowling, I keep getting gutter balls because Marty won't let me have the bumpers so it can knock down the pins in an easier way. So I end up losing.

"Can we just go to Frosty's?" I asked with a whine. "I'm hungry!"

"We haven't even finished the game yet!" Marty shouts over a loud sound. "It's your turn."

I shot Marty a dirty look, retrieving a pink bowling ball and went in front. I gave it my best swing and again I got another gutter ball.

I groaned with frustration and went to Marty and whined. "Why can't I use the bumpers? Their much easier!"

Marty replies sarcastically, "C'mon Jan. You can do it without bumpers, won't ya?"

I frowned at her, and then says, "I'm gonna head to Frosty's." I took my Pink Ladies jacket, gave my bowling shoes back, and then walked out.

I walked down the sidewalk about to head to Frosty's, but then I see a car with flames behind it coming at me. I squint my eyes to look at it really closely and see that it's them. What the hell are they doing here?

The car pulled to a stop by me and then their leader (I forgot who his name is), came out of the car and went by me.

I tried to cover my fear because this doesn't look good. "Glorious night, isn't it?" I smiled.

The guy came closer to me and then says, "Y' shouldn't be walking at night." He chuckles evilly, "Let's take a little ride. Shall we?"