Author's Note: Next day, I know. But, I have many ideas for this story written down, and I want to get them out there! Anyways, onto the show!

Chapter II: The New Guy

Marty ran through the halls of Rydell, trying to withhold from crying her eyes out. She finally made it to the girls bathroom and quickly ran into a stall. She sat on one of the toilets and began pulling toilet paper from the holder and blowing her nose. Her mascara was slightly watered, but she felt herself ready to cry when Rizzo and the other Pink Ladies entered. Marty walked out of the stall as Frenchy, Rizzo, and Jan rushed to her. Sandy stayed back while the other girls helped Marty to the sink to fix her makeup.

"Why must Sonny be like that!" Marty whined as Frenchy wiped off Marty's smeared mascara.

"Oh, you just forget that floozy, Marty, you're too good for him anyways. All he'll ever get from a girl is a black eye!" said Rizzo.

"Yeah, even Roger doesn't act like he does!" said Jan as she took a paper towel to wipe the tears off Marty's face.

"He's just the towel boy to the guys. I don't even know why Kenickie and the guys even hang with him!" Rizzo said as she fixed Marty's Pink Lady jacket.

"Thanks girls, you're always here for me," Marty said as she regained herself and went back into sophisticated state.

Sandy did not want to say anything because she didn't know anything really about Sonny. The only time she ever really talked to him is when he showed her what he thought were leaves at the park during Junior year when Sandy had came to Rydell. She remembered it well...

Sonny literally pulled Sandy's arm out of her socket. She didn't feel comfortable being alone, let alone touched, by one of Danny's friends that she had no idea about. But, he persisted to lead her over a small hill and down to the drainage canal. Sonny stopped when something caught his eye. He released his grasp on Sandy's wrist and she quickly tried to regain circulation in it from his tight grasp.

Sonny brought a yellow object up and held it limply in his hand. He stood proudly as he handed her what was a yellow leaf. Sandy took it and looked at it with disgust from all the mud that had made its way on it. She placed it in her book, and closed the page on it. She looked up at Sonny who was staring at her with a smile, not a goofy smile or an evil one, but almost like a friendly smile. Sandy felt slightly more uncomfortable from it, but decided to hurry this along.

"Um...thank you...um?" Sandy said, questioning which Burger Palace Boy this was.

"Call me Sonny, Sonny LaTierri, and yes, that is Italian," Sonny said, bringing his hand up to be shaked.

Sandy looked at his hand and then at him. Sonny noticed her discomfort, and just brushed his up to fix his hair and hide the small bit of hurt Sandy brought.

"I think we should go back now..." Sandy said, turning to the way they came. Sandy began walking with Sonny right next to her.

"So, you like Danny, huh?" Sonny said, trying to break the silence between them.

"Well, kind of, yeah," Sandy said in her soft voice.

"Yeah, well, if you ever get bored with him, I'll be right here," Sonny said, pulling on his slick and flirtatious voice.

Sandy had reached ultimate discomfort and quickened her pace. She was soon met by Rizzo's little "Sandra Dee" mockery...

Sandy broke from her flashback and went to Marty, who turned to Sandy after just noticing her.

"How do you do it, Sandy? How do you put up with Danny's immaturity?" Marty asked.

Sandy was taken aback by this question, but answered it with as much sympathy she could muster up.

"Danny knows how to treat me, so I just don't put up with it when he does become a pig," Sandy replied.

In the middle of this dilemma, Jan had opened the girls bathroom to watch for any teachers, but when she did she saw a handsome student she had never seen standing at a locker.

"Hey, Marty, there's a cute guy out here! Why don't you go talk to him?" Jan said as she closed the bathroom door.

"Oh, what's the use, he's probably some sex monkey like all the other guys at Rydell," Marty said.

Rizzo and Frenchy had taken their positions to help their friend. They knew she needed to set her sights on a new guy, so in one quick motion, they pushed her past Sandy, to the door, and out the bathroom into hallway. Marty fell with yelp as she landed right at the feet of the new student. He quickly moved down to help her up.

"Are ya alright?" he said in an accent, almost New Jersey.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just..."

Marty was cut short when she bro ugh her head up to see the guy before her. The young man had short, chocolate colored hair that was slicked back, and deep brown eyes. He was thin, normal height, and wore a blue sweater, denim jeans, black cowboy boots, and a dark brown leather jacket. His hands were soft enough in Marty's hands that they were almost delicate, but they made up for it with superior strength.

"You just what?" he asked, making full eye contact with her.

"I just...um...tripped..." Marty said, not leaving her eyes from his.

"Oh, well, are you okay?" Johnny asked.

Marty glanced past her shoulder towards the girls in the bathroom. They were trying to eavesdrop the best they could, and Marty knew they wanted her to catch this fish. Marty turned to Johnny and she couldn't help but shake how cute he was. In her eyes he was very sexy and mysterious, and not anything like Sonny is. No, she knew this guy was ten times better than Sonny.

"Yeah, I'm okay. My name is Marty by the way, thank you again," Marty said as she watched him close his locker and stand before her.

"My name is Johnny, Johnny Valone. I'm new here, I just got this locker from Miss Lynch," Johnny said as he pulled his backpack on his broad shoulders.

"Oh well, let me show you around, then, I know all the great spots," Marty said as the two began walking down the hallway.

Rizzo exited the bathroom with the girls as they watch Marty walk off with Johnny. They all smiled in confidence, except for Sandy, who was not very comfortable with this guy.

"Yeah, it won't be long before they're going to drive-in's and sharing a Coke at the Burger Palace," said Frenchy, twirling her hair.

"What do you think, Sandy?" Rizzo asked.

"Oh, he seems nice...I guess," said Sandy, trying to hide that uneasiness that she felt about this shady character.

If she had only said something.

Later at lunch...

Doody came walking up to the guy's usual lunch table, where Kenickie was eating a tuna sandwich, Roger was trying to scarf down a Twinkie, and Danny was drinking a Coke. Doody walked to his spot and sat down, and soon noticed the absence of one of their friends.

"Hey you guys, where's Sonny?" Doody asked.

"I don't know, he said something about 'working the charm' on Patty," Kenickie said.

"Knowing Sonny all he'll work on is his pick-up lines!" Roger joked as the boys began laughing.

Suddenly, there was loud scream from the other side of the cafeteria's picnic area, followed by a loud smack. Soon, the figure of Patty could be seen stomping through the grass and to an unknown location. The figure of Sonny soon came in view as he walked towards the guys with a another large red mark on his other cheek, opposite to Marty's work. He sulkingly sat in his spot at the table and opened his bagged lunch.

"Aw c'mon! Even my sandwhich is messed up!" Sonny said as he threw his lunch away by a nearby garbage can.

"What happened, Sonny, did she catch you staring down her shirt?" Danny asked, in his joking matter.

"I was trying to break the ice with her, and I may have slipped something about her jugs, but I couldn't help it, they're huge!" Sonny said, with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, they are pretty big!" Doody added, causing an uproar within the guy's group.

"I just don't get women at Rydell! You joke about their body, or you glance at another girl, and then you end up slapped in the face!" Sonny said.

"Well, that's just you, Sonny, because the ladies have no problem with us!" Roger said, looking for agreement.

"Yeah, why do you think we still have..." Danny started, but stopped when he noticed Sonny glanced at him.

"Still have what? Girlfriends! Yeah, what's that supposed to mean, moron!?" Sonny said, becoming defensive.

"Hey, easy, Sonny, he didn't mean anything by it," Kenickie said, trying to calm the situation.

"That's okay, the ladies are dying to be with me! You just can't see it," Sonny said, admiring himself.

"Yeah, maybe if you learned some manners, we'd believe you!" Danny said.

"Whattaya mean! I have plenty of girls falling for me for my smoothness," Sonny said, greasing his hair back.

Danny wanted to crack up from this whole thing. He had always known Sonny as the guy in the group who was all bark and no bite. Between all the guys, Sonny always acted like he was the toughest, and was more obsessed with women than any of them. Danny noticed Sonny tried to imitate Kenickie in some ways, simply because of Kenickie's easy going attitude and tough nature. Sonny had noticed this and felt like it was his ticket to scoring some luck, but Sonny wasn't Kenickie. Danny knew this, and knew Sonny would never change until he admitted it.

Danny knew one reason he covered up his true self in this 'tough guy' act. One was because of his father's abuse at an early age and the time he walked out on Sonny and his mother when he was young. Ever since then, Sonny has had to work to help his mother who had fallen ill with a kidney failure in recent years and not much to hang on for, nothing but Sonny. Danny had met Sonny's mother once, it was at the carnival one time, when his mother was able.

When Sonny was about thirteen, he met Danny and Kenickie in English class with as fate would have it then, Ms. Lynch. Sonny was always loud-mouthed and a joker. For some reason though, he was the comic relief to the group. That's part of the reason he became friends with the guys, and because he didn' have anyone else. Danny was the only one who knew about Sonny's current situation with his father and his mother, because Sonny was only trusting to Danny.

"Oh yeah, and what girls have you had besides Marty while being here?" Kenickie asked.

"I've...well...there was that one chick, wait...nevermind...I mean..." Sonny said, trying to recount any relationship he had been in.

"That's right, so let's drop it, because its boring me to hear you sound like you're the Elvis of Rydell," said Kenickie as he lit himself a cigarette.

Sonny just stayed silent, deciding not to rebel against Kenickie or the guys, because he knew the ugly truth inside that Kenickie was right. Was it true? Was Sonny not the ladies man he thought he was? Has he been too worried about the hunt to realize he hasn't seen a relationship fully bloom. Did he even know what women, love, and romance was anymore?

"Hey, what's shakin'!" said the voice of Rizzo, as she and the rest of the Pink Ladies entered carrying their trays. They took their spots by their boyfriends, except for Marty, who simply sat on the other side of Danny, opposite to Sonny's position.

The table had been filled as a wave of tension crossed the table. All the Pink Ladies and the Burger Palace Boys could see the dirty looks that Marty and Sonny would shoot back at each other, and the dead silence made it too uncomfortable for Danny to stand anymore.

"So, you guys want to drive up to the spot this weekend and have a swim in Lake Thunder?" Danny asked, trying to bring a conversation into the group.

There was reply from the Greasers from 'Yeah' to 'Sure' except for Marty and Sonny. Sonny just turned from the group and started messing with his hair, a habit he couldn't break when he was not in a good mood. He started to take a sip of some water when Marty chimed in.

"I'm sorry, I can't make it, I have a date with Johnny this weekend," Marty said, hoping to get a response from Sonny.

Sonny suddenly spit out the water and began choking on it with everyone looking at him, especially Marty, who had a cat's smirk across her face.

"Who's this Johnny guy?" Kenickie asked.

"He's the new guy I met earlier today. He's a sweet guy, and I showed him around. He just moved here all the way from Vermont. In fact, here he comes right now!" Marty said as she smiled at figure coming towards the group. Sonny just mumbled to himself and took another sip of his water.

"Hey, Marty!" Johnny said as he came to the table. "Are these your friends?"

"Yeah, most of them at least," Marty said, barely glancing at Sonny. "You wanna hang with us?"

"Yeah, I'm up for that, except, I need a seat," Johnny said with a frown.

Everyone at the table began looking at each other or for a seat that wasn't there.

"I ain't given up my seat!" Roger said.

"Yeah, me neither," said Doody.

"That's okay, I'm sure Sonny would be glad to offer you his seat," Marty said, still smirking.

Sonny knew she was loving every moment of this, and was prepared to cause a conflict. He didn't want trouble, but if Marty insisted on it, then he'd have to respond, however, he was not in the mood, either.

"Marty, you don't have to do that, I'm sure..." Frenchy said, but was caught off by Sonny.

"That's okay, French, the stench was beginning to be too hard to bear anyways, I'll scram," Sonny said as he stood up and walked off.

"Marty, that really wasn't a nice thing to do ," said Sandy, seeing the situation had caused some unnecessary confrontation.

"I really didn't want to be a problem," Johnny said, taking Sonny's seat.

"Oh, you were no problem. Sonny wore out his welcome, anyways," Marty said, taking a bite of her lunch.

Suddenly, a crash was heard not too far away as the group turned to see Sonny laying onto some student's food from apparantly tripping and falling. He managed to stand up and wipe the food off before stomping off in an an angry and disgusted mood.

"I hate Mondays," was all he mumbled as he went inside...

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