"Rizzo!" I shouted as I sat in the passenger's seat. "HI!"

"Hey Jan." Rizzo sighs sarcastically as she always is.

Rizzo is one of my best friends. I met her in one of the classes when we were young. Our teacher puts us into groups. After working together, we became mates. Soon she forms her own clique and put me in it. She happens to be the leader of the Pink Ladies. I don't really know much about her life, but she always has inside jokes and makes things sarcastic. She's really tough, and extremely sassy. When she feels down, I'm always there for her. Rizzo thinks of me as the "comforter" of the group, though I may be a little mean.

I said, "We'll be out of Rydell before you know it."

"I wish to drop out. But my old man won't let me." She turns the key in and starts to drive.

"How was your summer?" I asked. She replied, "Same old..."

Alright, when you ask Rizzo something. It's really best not to ask.

She drove couple blocks to Marty's house and honked her horn. A minute later, Marty comes to the car in a blue pencil skirt and have short curly hair.

As soon as she got in Rizzo said to us, "let's get Frenchy and get to school."

I suddenly remembered the phone call with Frenchy last night. She told me she'll be a little late, because there is a new girl coming.

"Wait. Frenchy told me she's not coming. She's showing the ropes to the new chick." I took an Oreo out of the bag and starts eating it.

Marty has been busy primping her hair while Rizzo keeps driving nearly running over a few nerds. But we get a good laugh out of it. I can't help but start laughing as she parks the car in the parking lot by the entrance.

We get out of the car, as Rizzo shuts the door she sighs unhappily, "Oh…God… Well here we are again…"

"Yeah. But this time we're seniors!" Marty says making things better.

"And we're gonna rule the school…" Rizzo said looking all cool and we all start to laugh. I took the cookie part of the Oreo and starts licking the cream off. I felt something hit me on the back and Marty shouts firmly trying to be sophisticated. "Jan that is so adolescent!"

I retorted giggling, "We are adolescent!"

"We don't have to flaunt it," Rizzo says and I put the cookie back on top and put it between my teeth. She puts her shades on and puts her pink ladies jacket around her. "Alright girls. Let's go get 'em." Then I started strutting while walking.