This will be it for now. I'll be going upstate to the wedding this weekend. I'll be back soon.

A few boring hours later, I went to the cafeteria, got the lunch tray and piled it up with a ton of food. Two milk cartons with straws, a plate of spaghetti, a few cookies, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and an apple. Ok. Pretty much almost everything I pick myself, except for the entrees. But I get some lunch from my friends since they don't like their stuff. When I finished, I went to the table where we always sit at. I was always the first to enter the cafeteria just to get food quicker.

I put on my red butterfly sunglasses because the cafeteria is actually outdoors. If you ever wander it ever rains outside... Well... I can't remember the last time it rained.

Then I started to eat my food by holding a fork in one hand, and a sandwich in the other.

"Ba ba bamba... Ba ba bamba..." I hear Marty and Rizzo sing. I looked to my left and then shouted, "Hello!"

They both sit down laughing. "Hey! Did ya get a look at Zuko this mornin?" I asked. "Lookin pretty good this year! Huh Rizz?" I smiled bouncing my sunglasses off my nose.

"Well that's ancient history." Rizzo said sarcastically.

"Well history sometimes repeats itself." Marty says trying to get them back together someday. And Rizzo repeats what she said mocking with sarcasm.

And you were wondering why. Well once upon a time, two leaders met, dated, but then realized it's not working out, so they went separate ways. The end. (I wasn't really part of the whole thing, so that's all I know.)

"Hey you guys!" Frenchy comes to the table.

Marty: "Hi Frenchy!"

Me: "Hi French!"

Frenchy puts her tray down and introduces to us, "this here uh is, uh, Sandy Olsen, and uh that's Jan, and Marty, and this here's Rizzo!"

I took my sunglasses off to get a glimpse of a beautiful figure. She has short blonde hair, a long yellow skirt, a white shirt and a yellow shawl on top of it. She's a lovely pretty girl. Like a poodle skirt type. I used to be a poodle skirt type, but when I became a Pink Lady, the first thing I did was that I threw all my poodle skirts away.

Frenchy continues as Sandy sits next to me, "She just moved here from Sydney, Australia." Ooooh! An Australian! That's so cool!

Rizzo asked picking at her food, "How are things down under?"

"Oh. Fine thanks." She replied. I looked at her first and then continued eating the sandwich.

Frenchy looked at Marty. "Hey Marty! Are those new glasses?" She asked.

"Oh yeah I just got 'em for school!" She puts down her fork and asked. "Don't you think they make me look smarter?" She poses holding them. Show off.

Rizzo replies, "Nah! You could still see ya face!"

Marty took a small bowl of rice pudding and asks, "How would ya like some rice pudding down your bra?"

"I'll take it!" I reached out and took a bowl of rice pudding preparing to eat it.

"Do you want my coleslaw?" Sandy asked holding a small cup of coleslaw. I took it and smiled, and then started gobbling it down. See? We barely met for over a minute and knows me well already!

"Go get it Petunia Pig!" Rizzo shouts at me as I start eating it.

"It smells kinda funny," Sandy said a little disgusted.

Frenchy says to Sandy, "Oh god listen, wait till you taste the chipped beef. Better known as barf on a bun." That's the only thing on the menu which is not my favorite. I rather stick with pasta.

"Oh don't mind her Sandy. Some of us have halitosis of a vocabulary," Marty says sarcastically.

Frenchy retorted back at her with a little snap, "Oh, well a least I have a vocabulary."

I ignored the little argument between them and took a spoonful of coleslaw out.

"HEY!" Rizzo shouts breaking the argument. "Save it."

I looked at Sandy changing the subject, "how do you like school so far Sandy?" I took another spoonful and smiled.

Sandy replied, "It's different."