Author's Note: I don't own Grease nor Grease 2 or any of the Character. The only thing is the plot to the story and a few characters of my own
Summary: Grease 2 Au. One Shot. What if the T-Birds and Pink Ladies hadn't turned up just as Michael was about to reveal the true identity of the 'Cool Rider' to Stephanie? How would that have changed the course of the movie?
AN: Alright here's Chapter 6. I know where I want to take this story later on. At the moment I'm struggling a little for ideas. So Review and Feedback would be nice please. As an indicator as to where I can take the story from here.
Chapter 6
The guy whom had spoken up was leaning against his car. This had to be Kenickie and a couple of the older T-Birds. The car itself was infamous around the school or so I had been told.
"Kenickie where's your buddy Zuko" Balmudo said turning his attention towards the older T-Birds.
"Are we done catching up on each other's lives and get this over with" I said, Balmudo turned his attention from Kenickie to me.
"Nogerelli you best tell your boy here not to speak unless spoken to" Balmudo spoke directly towards Johnny.
"He's right Balmudo. We need to settle this. Now we could all try beat the crap out of each other or we could just settle this like we did last time," Kenickie offered.
"A race against these losers. Come on Kenickie you've been smelling a little to much gas, or is it because Rizzo's got your balls in a jar" Balmudo taunted. This most of struck a nerve with Kenickie because he was doing everything he could not to punch Balmudo and shoving his teeth down his throat in the process.
"Your real big man when comes to words. But you're all mouth and no trousers. When it comes to actual making good on your threats" I said, that seemed to have struck a nerve within Balmudo.
"Oh yea. Well at least I'm not taking Nogerelli's leftover" Balmudo said smirking. All self-control went out the window as soon as he said that.
Before Johnny or any of the others could stop me. I hit Balmudo straight in-between his eyes hopefully breaking his nose. I heard a satisfying crake as my fist connecting with his nose.
I wasn't done with him yet. Balmudo recovered from me breaking his nose. He went to tackle me. I moved to the side. He lost his footing and hit the dirt. He was up in a matter of seconds. He threw a harsh left hook it hit me in the jaw. It left my teeth rattling for a few moments.
I hit him in the stomach, it winded him enough. I was about to him again when Goose and DiMucci pulled me back.
"How about this Balmudo. You stay away from us and we stay away from you" Johnny offered after five minutes.
"Fine" Balmudo growled, blood still pissing from his broken nose I had given him. He and his posse left in a huff.
There was about ten minutes worth of silent after Balmudo and his cronies had left.
"So these people you know are an older group T-Birds. Mind sharing Shakespeare as to how you know Danny Zuko and other older T-Bird." Goose was the first to speak up.
"Danny Zuko is dating my Cousin Sandy who is or was a Pink Lady. That's how I know him and the other T-Birds here." I explained, shaking my sore hand from where I had broken Balmudo's nose just making him uglier than he was originally.
Without much more being said we went our separate ways. I arrived home a little over half an hour later. I glanced at my watch it was ten passed eleven. The next morning rolled around.
My right hand was still sore from when I had punched Balmudo. I walked into the kitchen via the back door. My aunt was at the stove making some or other. I took at a seat the kitchen table.
"Michael what happened to your hand" My father asked, eyeing my right had which was slightly bruised and sore.
"I took offence to something someone said about my girlfriend," I said. It was part truth.
"I heard someone leave the house about ten a clock last night. It sounded like a motorcycle" my mother said her eyes landed on me.
"So I went out for a ride to clear my head because I couldn't sleep," I said lying through my teeth. They seem to buy it. I got up and told them I wouldn't be home until late.
The School Talent Show, which was in a few weeks, was having rehearsals that afternoon after the school day had ended. Yesterdays practise had been postponed until today due to some reason or other.
The school day was its normal boring self. After a not so eventful biology class with Mr Stuart. The bell had rang for lunch. I walked aimlessly around the nearly empty halls.
I ended up at the chemistry labs for some reasons. Frenchy was on her own in there doing what I didn't know. She didn't notice when I walked into the Chemistry Lab.
"Hey French" I announced my presence to her. Frenchy nearly dropped whatever she was holding when I spoke up.
"Hi Michael. Can you please not sneak up on a person like that? You're nearly gave me a heart attack" Frenchy said holding a hand over her heart in mock horror.
"Would you rather next time I announce my presence to you via Miss McGee's PA system from the office" I responded. She only shook her head and went back to mixing whatever batch of chemicals she had been mixing before I had interrupted her
We spent most of lunch just talking about not much in particular. The bell rang for sixth period. Oh crap. I thought I still needed to get my books for sixth period. I told Frenchy that I would talk to her later. I headed for my locker as quick as I could.
After fiddling with my infernal lock for about ten minutes. I grabbed my books. I jogged up the stairs and headed for Mr Kelso's Algebra class. He was well known around the school for being a hard ass. If you where even one second late to his class, you'd be sent to Miss McGee's office.
That was no doubt where I would be sent as soon as I showed up for class. I glanced at my watch before I opened the door. I cursed my luck I was twenty five minutes late for class.
Considering it was over two periods' I had only missed half of the first lesson. I opened the door. All eyes were on me as soon as the door opened. Mr Kelso stopped midway through writing something on the blackboard before he turned his narrowed eyes to me.
"Mr Carrington you had better have a good explanation for being twenty five minutes late to my class" Mr Kelso started in on his lecture. It didn't help matters that the entire class was listen as well.
"Mr Kelso if I may speak. I lost track of time over lunch. By the time I got my books and made it here. It was twenty-five minutes since the bell had rung for sixth period. "I tried to explain not that was going to do much good.
"That is hardly an excuse Mr Carrington. But I should have expected it since you took up with those hoodlums. "Kelso semi sneered berating my friends even if he hadn't mentioned names. I could still call a spade a spade
"Mr Kelso. This has nothing to do with the T-Birds. I wasn't even with them at lunch. So do not blame them for something that wasn't their fault" I tried yet again to explain.
"I don't want to hear it Mr Carrington. Go to Miss McGee's office. She will deal with you" Kelso said waving me off. I just wanted give him the universal signal what he go do with his self.
I headed towards the main office of the school. Blanche was at the main desk when I walked in. She didn't notice me at first. She had her head in some book or was it a magazine of some sorts.
"Michael what are you doing here. Aren't you supposed to be in Mr Kelso's Algebra class right about now" She asked having notice I was standing there.
"I got sent here by Mr Kelso. I was late to class by twenty five minutes." I told her. She only nodded and pointed in the direction of Miss McGee's office.
I knocked on the door. I heard a muttered 'enter' from the other side of the door. I pushed open the door. Miss McGee seemed a little shocked to see me in her office for the second time in two days.
"Mr Carrington is there something I can help you with "She motioned for me to take a seat.
"Not really Miss McGee I got sent here by Mr Kelso for being late to his class." I explained.
"I see. As this is the first time you've been late to class all this semester. I will let it slide for now. But please be on time for your class "She dismissed me to leave. I merely nodded in thanks to her and got up to leave.
I ended up leaning against tree I had sat under again that morning. For some reason my thoughts turned back to the day I had broken things off with Sarah. I cursed my sub-conscious mind. I shook it off. I grabbed a pack of cigarettes from my pocket. I tried to find my lighter.
I found my lighter and lit my cigarette. It seemed to pass the time till the end of the school day.
"You know those things will kill you one day" My ears pricked up at the sound of my girlfriend.
"Maybe that'll add to my Juvenile Delinquent reputation I have now supposable" I replied taking a short drag of what was my maybe third cigarette.
"What happened to your right hand" Stephanie asked referring my bruised and still sore right hand.
"I broke Balmudo's nose last night" I said as she took my hand to look it over.
"What he do" She asked, curious as to why I had broken Balmudo's nose last night.
"He said something he had no right to say is all" I explained hoping that Steph would leave it that.
Thankfully she left it at that and didn't question it any further. Most of the student body was leaving school grounds now or had already left. The rehearsals for the Talent Show didn't start for another half thankfully.
Stephanie noticed a not so familiar look in her boyfriend's eyes. Before she could say a word he pulled her towards him. His hands rested on her hips and didn't move.
I bent my head down slightly, my lips where just inches from hers.
"Hey Shakespeare" Johnny hollered from where he was standing with one arm around Paulette and a cigarette in his other hand.
"Talking about ruining the moment Nogerelli" I muttered under my breath.