A few minutes later, Rizzo had returned from smoking behind the dumpster, and sat back down at her spot.

I sat at the end of the lunch table with an apple. Marty has been telling us her summer.

"...It was perfect right? It's just that things were getting really interesting. Then my mother walks in. Needless to say I was grounded for two weeks!"

I was laughing while eating.

Frenchy turns to Sandy and asked, "So what did you do this summer Sandy?"

I look at Sandy as she answers, "Oh. I spent most of it at the beach. I met a boy there."

"You hauled your cookies all the way to the beach for some guy?" Rizzo asked looking at her finger nails.

Sandy replied smiling recalling a mystery guy I wish to know, "He was sorta special."

"There ain't no such thing..." Rizzo doubts.

"He was really romantic."

I scoffed. I don't really know much about romance, because I don't have a date, or a boyfriend or anything. I'm automatically shy when guys are around me. Occasionally, my face turns red for some reason. Sometimes I feel like I want to eat more when I'm nervous, or bite my finger nails, which are nearly down to nubs now.

Sandy tells us the whole dilemma about what happened all summer with the guy. Me, Patty, and the other ladies asked her to tell us more, because we were all intrigued. I even asked a question while eating at the same time. Yeah... I think I shouldn't ask while eating simultaneously.

After lunch was over, I threw the contents away and slipped the tray underneath the bench. I commented, "Gee. He sounds real nice!"

Rizzo follows with Marty, Frenchy, and Sandy came along with us.

"True love and he didn't lay a hand on ya?" Rizzo asked, "Sounds like a creep to me."

"Well he wasn't," Sandy replies sweetly, "he was a gentleman."

Frenchy suddenly asked, "Hey, uh, what was his name?"

Oh yeah. The whole time, and hadn't even caught a name. Let's just hope it's someone we know. But then Sandy answers, "Danny. Danny Zuko."

... Ok. Someone we know, but the Danny Zuko? The leader of the T-Birds? The Danny Zuko?! He went strolling, and drank lemonade. Stayed out till ten o' clock. He's romantic? Oh my god. Rizzo would want to kill her.

Frenchy got worried suddenly. Me and Marty started giggling. I can't believe she said his name. But Rizzo instantly got shocked as if she got shocked by a lightning bolt. Ok, not really much of a lightning bolt. But still.

She hit us to make us stop giggling and says, "Well. I think he sounds peachy keen. And well, maybe if you believe in miracles. Prince Charming will show up again someday. Somewhere unexpected. See you later... C'mon girls!" She smiled a bit mischievously and then urges me and Marty to follow leaving Frenchy and Sandy behind.

"I can't believe her!" Rizzo shouted as we entered the girl's bathroom. "Why would he do that? Date a good chick?"

Marty shrugged, "I don't know. You two are history. So why do you care Rizz?"

Rizzo did not answer her question and stared into space for a moment and then says, "I have a plan."

"What plan?" I asked, and Rizzo replied. "Pep rally is this Saturday, right...