Later on in the evening, I sat on my bed in my pajamas thinking. Ok, so, this is my first date ever in my life because I never had a date. I've been hanging around with the l girls. The girls. They've been on dates before, so they'll tell me what to do!

I went across the room to my small pink telephone I got for my fourteenth birthday. I picked it up and then dialed Rizzo. She's good with guys. As I was about to put the last number, I stopped and thought for a moment until I realize what Rizzo does to a guy. She sort of told me about it last year as a secret. I hung up the phone and decided to call Frenchy.

I dialed her number and then heard it ring, and a few second later, I heard a "hello?"

"Hey Frenchy! It's Jan." I said.

"Oh hey Jan! What's happening?" She asked.

I said slowly and nervously, "I need your help. This guy is helping me study tomorrow during lunch, and I to know about what you do with a guy on a date."

"Oh my god Jan! You're going on a date?" Frenchy asked sounding surprised. I replied, "No. Just a study date. But I can't stop staring at him; my eyes are glued to his eyes! Frenchy, I swear he's an angel!"

"Who is it Jan?"

"Putzie."

"Y' mean the very blonde T-Bird?" Frenchy asked.

I answered, "uh-huh. But Frenchy, this is my first date! I need help! You went out with dates with Doody right?"

"Yep!"

"What do you do on dates?"

Frenchy explained, "he and I went out to dinner once, and then talks about things we have in common, and... Yeah... That's it... I'm not really an expert on guys..."

I rolled my eyes, but took every word in that she said. "Uh... French, it's just a forty minute lunch period."

"Oh... Well then, how about you talk to Marty? She's an advanced expert on guys! Listen, I gotta get set up for beauty school tomorrow! Bye Jan!" Then she hangs up on me before I even try to talk.

Ugh, I dialed Marty's number and then after a few rings, I begged her to pick up. And then I heard a purr "Hello?"

"Hey Marty! It's Jan! I really need your help!"

"Oh hey Jan!" Her voice over the phone sounded really different than in person.

"Listen, I need your help!" I said again. "Y' see, I'm having a study date tomorrow with this guy and-"

I hear a scream over the phone. "You're going on a date?! That's got to be the biggest moment for you Jan!"

"Marty! Marty! Listen to me!" I tried to get her to shut up so I can explain what's happening. "It's a study date, it's during lunch and it's with a T- Bird."

"Is it Sonny? Please be Sonny!" I heard her beg.

I shook my head and then replies, "it's Putzie." Then there was silence and it was broken. "You know what. You two look like a great match! I can see it!"

Is she psychic? "No. It's just a study date. He's helping me!"

"Oh... Listen Jan, just work with him, he'll help you! Just do that for now. Get to the good stuff later."

I said a little confused, "ok..."

"Alright. Bye Jan!"

"Bye!" I hung up taking in every word they both said. So I gotta try to concentrate.