OH YEAH! I'm back! It's great to live in the city again!

"HI KIDS!"

Oh no. Patty Simcox. I have one word to describe her. Annoying. Absolutely annoying. She is the goody-two shoes of Rydell. She and I were classmates since Kindergarten. I wasn't really friends with her. But acquaintances. Now she's a head cheerleader and leader of the booster club, and pep squad, and a yearbook editor. Me and the ladies now despise her since she's still annoying than ever.

We all groan. And Rizzo mumbles, "Patty Simcox, the bad seed of Rydell h-" she looks to Patty a few inches from her, "Hi!"

"Oh! I just love the first day of school! Don't you?" Patty asked us. I ignored that and continued eating.

Rizzo replied sarcastically and flatly, "Oh it's the biggest thrill of my life."

"Oh! You never guessed what's happened!"

"Probably not..."

Patty said very girly like, "They just announced the nominees for student council and guess who's up for Vice President?"

I know who. Rizzo asked pretending to not know. "Who?"

"Me! Isn't it the most!" She giggled. "To say the least."

Rizzo rolled her eyes. "The very least."

"I just hope I don't make too poor a showing!"

Rizzo sighed, "Well, we certainly wish you the best of luck, don't we girls?"

I said sarcastically crossing my fingers though there is a fork still in my hand. "Yeah. Sure. I'm keeping my fingers crossed." She hands all of us her "vote for me" goodies. Good. She can go away now!

"Oh! You must think I'm a terrible clod for not introducing myself to your friend!" She sees Sandy and then was about to sit next to her. Great. She'll never go away. She urges me and Sandy to move over, and Frenchy to move to the edge. I noticed Frenchy has placed my half eaten apple on the bench. I frowned and got up.

"Hi! I'm Patty Simcox! Welcome to Rydel- Ah!" We all started laughing as she sits on the apple and jumped as we played a prank. She took the eaten apple out and then I took it giving her a dirty look before heading over to the ladies starting to eat it with a cookie.

Patty says to Sandy, "Well! I hope you'll be at cheerleader tryouts! We'll have so much fun and get to be lifelong friends!"

"Anybody with a vote is her lifelong friend..." I mumbled and then I started to bite my apple.

Patty puts on her glasses, "Let me see your schedule!" Sandy pulls out her school schedule out for Patty to see.

Frenchy whispers to us, "Psst. You guys? How do ya like Sandy? Huh? Do ya think we could let her in the pink ladies?"

Honestly, Sandy is not really like us. Now she's pulled into an annoying world. So for that would be a no. Not to be mean or anything, but it's just that I don't think she smokes, wears sexy clothing, and wear too much makeup.

"She looks to pure to be pink," Rizzo replied to Frenchy.

"Oh double doo-doo!" Marty shouted as she took off her glasses looking at her food. Great... She stopped cursing!

"Please..." Rizzo tells her to shut up. With a mouthful of food, I asked like Bugs Bunny, "What's up Doc?"

"One of my diamonds fell in the macaroni!" I reached into it to help find it, and she shrieked, "DON'T EAT IT!" She pushes my hand out and I kissed my finger, because I think I touched it.

Rizzo stood up and says in a British accent, "I'm going to have a Viceroy on the verandah." She leaves as Frenchy, Marty and I search for the diamond in her food.

"There it is! There it is!"

"That's not it. That's it! Here it is!"

I sat down and picked up a fork, digging into the macaroni.