The week dragged, but eventually Friday rolled around.

"I was thinkin' we should have a sleepover tonight at my place." Frenchy announced.

It was just the four of them at lunch today, Sandy was at cheerleading practice. Just the thought of it made Rizzo want to hurl. She was relieved at Frenchy's suggestion, though. Another night of loneliness and she though she might go insane.

"Yeah, it'll be like a reunion party!" Exclaimed Marty.

"I'll bring the snacks." Jan volunteered.

"I'll bring the wine." Rizzo responded as the only one whose parents wouldn't notice a bottle of wine missing from their cabinet.

Later that day, as she was making her way to History class, her body collided with something solid and leather-bound. Her eyes fluttered up to find Kenickie staring down at her with a smirk on his face. His arms had snaked around her, holding her firmly in place.

"You oughta watch where you're going. It ain't always gonna be me around the corner."

"Yeah, better your hands on my ass than Eugene's." She responded, removing his hands from where they had fallen.

His blue eyes glinted with humour, "Sorry, your Majesty."

Rizzo shook her head and failed to hold back an amused smirk. "You better be."

"I should get goin', I gotta get to the garage, but we'll talk tonight."

"Actually, I'm goin' to Frenchy's tonight, so…"

Kenickie's charm never wavered. He continued to stare at her with smouldering expression, "Well, maybe I'll drop by…"

This flirtatious back and forth was so easy, she wondered why it had never been that way with Zuko. She was able to tease Kenickie and he would tease right back.

"You do that." She replied with another smirk.

He brushed passed her as he left, and her arm was still tingling long after.

Later that night the Pink Ladies sat on the hood of the pink Cadillac, having fun mocking the peppy cheerleaders who were dancing with way too much enthusiasm.

The end of the dance marked Rizzo's cue to reveal her plan to the girls.

"What d'ya say we reunite Sandy with Zuko?" She whispered to Jan, who nodded in understanding and told the rest of the girls.

They were excited, either for the drama they knew was about to unfold, or, in Frenchy's case, for the prospect of reuniting the two "summer lovers."

It didn't take too long to find the T-Birds, who were all fawning over what looked to be Kenickie's new car.

"Hey, Zuko," Rizzo called. His head snapped round, "I got a surprise for you."

"Oh yeah?" It was still difficult to get used to the look of distain on the face of somebody she had viewed as a friend just a couple of years ago. Though that would just make this moment all the more satisfying.

As soon as Sandy was revealed, Danny's face took on an expression that was completely unfamiliar on his face. The excitement in his eyes made him look much younger than he had just moments before. It was as if the Danny Zuko they knew had been replaced by a decoy; a happier, goofier decoy.

"Sandy!" Exclaimed the decoy, and his friends stared at him in utter confusion.

The blonde cheerleader was equally as surprised. "Danny?"

"What are you doing here? I thought you were back in Australia!"

"We had a change of plan." Sandy exclaimed, a huge smile adorning her face.

"I can't…" Danny began, but, then, he paused. He had remembered that, as leader of the T-Birds, he had a reputation to uphold and this display was absolutely destroying his image. This was exactly what Rizzo had been counting on. He instantly collected himself. "That's cool, baby. You know how it is. Rockin' n' Rollin' and what-not."

Sandy's face dropped, devastation replacing the sparkle of joy in her blue eyes. "Danny?"

But Zuko continued to dig himself into the giant hole he had created. "That's my name, don't wear it out."

"What's the matter with you?"

"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with you?"

The T-Birds snickered behind him obviously finding the whole ordeal hilarious.

"What happened to the Danny Zuko I met at the beach?"

"Well, I do not know. Maybe there's two of us, right? Why don't you take out a missing persons ad or... try the yellow pages? I don't know."

Then came the moment Rizzo had been waiting for. The moment Danny Zuko finally got put in his place.

"You're a fake and a phoney!" She exclaimed, chucking her pom-poms at the leather clad greaser, "I wish I'd never laid eyes on you!"

Then she ran.

As the Pink Ladies left, Rizzo threw a satisfied look in Danny's direction. Revenge was really as sweet as they said.

Kenickie

"I wonder if she carries silver bullets." Kenickie mocked as the new girl- Sandy, was it? – made her escape after tearing apart his best friend.

When Danny had talked about that girl on the beach, he didn't know what he had been expecting, but it definitely wasn't that.

"So, she laid her eyes on you, huh, Zuko?"

"I bet that's not all she laid on him."

Danny didn't even respond to his friends teasing. In all the years they had known each other, Kenickie had never seen Zuko so cut up over a girl. Sure, he had been pissed at Rizz for a while- still was- but he had never been upset over something like this.

As they drove to the supermarket to buy beer with Sonny's brother's ID, his friend hardly spoke. When he'd thrown back a couple of bottles, the situation still hadn't changed much.

"Look, Danny, maybe you should talk to her." Kenickie suggested. Sure, Danny had acted like a bit of a loser after seeing Sandy, but that was just girls. Chicks made you stupid.

"How could I talk to her? I don't even know where she lives." The downtrodden tone in his voice betrayed how taken he was with this girl. Then, suddenly, an idea came to him. One that wasn't completely selfless.

"I…uh… heard the girls are havin' some sort of sleepover at Frenchy's tonight."

"Where d'ya hear that?" Doody asked in a mocking tone.

Kenickie just shot him a look. "Heard it from Rizzo, alright?"

"You got somethin' goin' for Rizzo?" Putzie joked, receiving a punch in the arm.

"The point is, Sandy's gonna be there. If you want to see her, now's your chance."

After a moment, Danny nodded his head.

"Yeah?" He asked in the brotherly tone he often used when dealing with Zuko.

"Yeah."

Rizzo

After learning Sandy would be coming to Frenchy's, Rizzo had hoped that she might learn something more about her. That maybe she might find something she liked about her, especially after that scene with Danny. She highly doubted it though and wasn't at all surprised when Sandy continued to be as sickeningly sweet as always.

It wasn't just the blonde's innocence that irritated her, it was the fact that this was the girl Danny had chosen over her; Rizzo hadn't been enough yet naïve, prudish, Sandy Olsen was perfect. The thought was like a stab in the chest.

Suddenly, shouts erupted from outside. The voices of Sonny, Doody, and Putzie drunkenly singing a vulgar version of Rydell's song could be heard.

"Shut up, you vultures!" Kenickie shouted. The sound of his gruff voice made Rizzo's pulse instantly quicken. The reaction was terrifying, but also exciting.

"They can't come in!" Frenchy exclaimed as they ran to the window. "My Folks'll flip!"

"Oh, Sandy!" Came the voice of Putzie. "Wherefore art thou, Sandy!"

"Shut up!" Kenickie snapped again. "Sit down."

As much as Rizzo loved her friends, she had to make a decision in that moment. Did she want to live her teenage years sheltered like her mother? Or did she want to give in to her reckless whims? The answer was obvious.

"You goodie-goodies are too much for me." She announced after pulling on her jeans, making her way over to the window, "I'm gonna get my kicks while I'm still young enough to get 'em."

"What is she gonna do? Shimmy down the drainpipe?" Frenchy exclaimed, incredulously.

She could make up for ditching the girls later, but this was a window of opportunity she just had to take. So, with that, she climbed through the window, expertly navigating her way to the ground.

"Hey look. There's Rizzo." One of the guys exclaimed.

"You're doing that without a net."

She rolled her eyes internally. It seemed chivalry really was dead.

"Swell bunch, rushing to help a lady."

"Lady? I don't see a lady." Mocked Doody.

Rizzo wasn't offended. The guys were just goofing around, and clearly had quite a few bottles of beer in their systems.

"Shut up." Kenickie barked, "Shut up!"

She would never admit it, but the fact that he had defended her made her heart flutter. It made her feel appreciated, something that was all too uncommon in her everyday life. But here he was, standing up for her, treating her like the lady she was. It was adorable to say the least.

"What's up, Kenick?" She greeted, revelling the way his eyes soaked her in.

"One guess."

"You got a lot to offer a girl?" She teased.

"You know it."

Just the thought made her feel warmer. God, she really did want Kenickie. This should have surprised her, especially since she had just gone through a break up, but it didn't. It was as if this was how it had always been; the flirtation, the roaming eyes. As if Danny had never been a part of the equation.

Suddenly, she remembered that Danny was here, and she realised this was an opportunity to make him jealous. Just for the hell of it.

"What say you, Zuk?"

"You're lookin' good, Rizz," He answered, making her smile smugly.

"Eat your heart out."

"But sloppy seconds ain't my style."

Well, that hurt. It stung enough to make her mask slip and for her blood to momentarily boil with fury and embarrassment.

Then he got out of the car and began walking up the street. She collected herself. Betty Rizzo could not be defeated, not by anybody, and especially not by a man.

"Where you goin'? To flog your log?" She mocked, using the vulgar language she had been chided for when she was little because it was unladylike.

But Danny was unmoved, "it's better than hanging around with you dorks."

Then he was gone. Back to moping about Sandy no doubt.

Kenickie opened the door of his beat-up old Ford, his youthful eyes sparkling and a devilish grin gracing his handsome face. Rizzo immediately felt better.

"Your chariot, My Lady."

Charmed, Rizzo hopped in, grabbing a beer from the 6-pack in the foot well as they made their way to lover's lane.