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: Here's Chapter 7. Thanks to GreendayU94 who gave me the core idea for this chapter. Guys as I said in the Author's Note in last chapter. I need some helps with ideas for chapters just for now as I'm still struggling a bit for ideas. So Reviews are greatly appreciated in that aspect. Two it lets me know that there are people out there that like what I'm writing. BTW this story is no where finished. It will continue on after they graduate. Also I've skipped a head by a week and half in the time period of the story is all.

Chapter 7

A Week And A Half Later

It was Sunday which meant tomorrow was Monday. Which involved school? There was still four weeks left until graduation and three weeks left until the Talent show on the Friday night and was the Lulu the next day.

Thankfully she didn't have to work today at her uncle's gas station today. Stephanie turned her attention back to the problem at hand. The paper she had to write for Mr Harris's history class on the French and Indian wars.

She had only written half a page when in fact they had to write three pages. Thought the paper was due until Friday. Mr Harris's history class was pain in anyone's ass for those that where in his history class.

Stephanie grabbed her Pink Ladies jacket. She had made her mind. Maybe her boyfriend could at least help her write the infernal paper for History. But there was a slight problem in that plan.

She didn't know where he lived. Well maybe Johnny knew. It was worth a try. She headed down the stairs and was nearly at the front door.

"Stephanie" Her mother called from the kitchen just as she was about to open the front door.

"Yes "Stephanie answered.

Other Side of Rydell

I didn't know what the time was, but I was going to kill the person the other side of the door. I had been up most of night writing papers for the T-Birds which were due in this week.

There was twenty bucks in it for me per paper I wrote. I had about three papers to write for them each. I groaned inwardly. And cursing the person that was banging on the door.

"Nice to see up and at them big brother" My brother Patrick said smirking. I rolled my eyes to the heavens and let him in without another word.

"What do you want Patrick" I asked, not all in the mood to deal with him and his crap at the moment.

"You got a touch of hangover there Mike" He asked still having that stupid smirk on his face.

"No. I'm not hung-over. Just tired and irritated that some bastard had to wake me when I got to sleep at three this morning and its seven thirty now" I growled at him.

"Touché I see. So did someone keep you up most of last night" Patrick tried to ask innocently. But I caught the last bit of what he said.

"No they didn't. So drop it alright. Back to my original question what do you want Patrick" I asked pulling out a pack of Cigarettes from my T-Bird jacket. I grabbed my lighter which sat on the table that I used to do my school work.

"Nothing. I just wanted to see how you were doing was all big brother. So where's Aunt Edna and Uncle Jack." Patrick answered before asking another question.

"They're out of town for the weekend. They've gone to see some friends of theirs in San Fresco or something like that. They'll be back later today or tonight maybe." I answered taking a drag of my freshly lit cigarette.

"Yea know 'mother' would have a heart attack if she saw you smoking" Patrick commented. I reached behind me and grabbed a thick book from the desk behind me.

"Well that'll be good for mother dearest" I said flipping through the book aimlessly.

Patrick was cut-off from saying anything when there was a knock at the door. I half shoved Patrick out of the way to answer the door. I opened the door to find my girlfriend standing there.

I didn't have to look behind me to know that Patrick was smirking smugly to himself. I looked over my shoulder and gave him a warning look.

"I'll see you tomorrow Mike" He said before leaving. I know he's my brother and all. But sometimes I wanted to kill him. This being one of those times to.

I moved a side to let her in. I walked further into my room and took a seat at the table. I pulled off the shirt I had been wearing over my still fresh tattoo I had gotten yesterday.

"What's up" I asked half mumbled as I fumbled to lit another cigarette.

"The paper that is due for Friday for Mr Harris's History Class" Stephanie grumbled.

"Alright. I had enough trouble writing my own" I said pulling out my history textbook from the top of the pile of books sitting on my desk.

"And T-Birds as well" Stephanie stated. How did she know I was writing papers for the T-Birds in exchange for money?

"Yea well how do you think I paid for my motorcycle" I said flicking through my text book until I found the marked pages I had used to write my paper that was due Friday.

We spent the next hour or so writing the rest of the paper for Mr Harris's History class. My right shoulder had a slight dull ache to it in the area where I had gotten my tattoo yesterday.

"You do something to your shoulder" Steph asked referring to my sore right shoulder.

"Yea I might have jarred it yesterday when I was helping my parents move into their house a couple of blocks away" I said, it wasn't a complete lie. I had helped my parents move yesterday but that wasn't the cause for the pain in my right shoulder.

We sat in silence for another ten minutes. I got up and grabbed a clean shirt to put over my banged shoulder where my tattoo was. I slide on my T-Bird leather jacket.

"Come on. There something I want to show you. "Was all I said as I grabbed my keys to my motorcycle along with my helmet and goggles?

Stephanie was slightly confused and rather curious as to what Michael wanted to show her. She didn't question him or even ask where he was going take her or show her.

I rolled my motorcycle out of the driveway and out on to the street. I got on and strapped on my helmet before kicking the motorcycle into gear. I pulled my goggles on.

A lot of thought where running through Stephanie's head as they were driving towards wherever it was that Michael was taking them. The past two weeks since she and Michael had begun to date. She had been still trying to figure out her feelings for Michael.

She knew now without a doubt that she loved him. There were two sides to Michael Carrington: the daredevil bad boy and quite, softly spoken gentle side of him. She loved both those sides of him.

When he had attempted to ask her those three times at the auditions for the School Talent Show all those months ago. She had dismissed him as the clean cut goody two shoes boy next door type of guy.

Now Stephanie knew there were two completely different sides to Michael Carrington. She didn't now fully wither or not that he felt the same about her. But why would he have done all that catch her attention and her heart if he didn't love her.

Stephanie was too engrossed in her thoughts to notice that they had pulled off the main road and onto a dirt track that went up hill. I pulled my motorcycle to the side of the dirt track a few hundred meters away from the old Oak tree I sat under all the time when I came up here for some time to myself.

I got off my motorcycle and walked towards the edge of the hill. Stephanie watched her boyfriend for a few minutes as he stood at the edge of the hill overlooking Rydell. He had his hands in his jeans pocket. His T-Bird jacket hung to his frame.

I looked over as Stephanie walked over to where I was standing. She slide her arms around my chest and leaned into me. I place an arm around her. I kissed the top of her head.

"How did you find this place" Stephanie asked as she shifted in my arms to stand in front of me and lean back against my chest.

"I just found this place one day. I come here when I need some time to myself or when I need get away from things" I said resting my chin on the top of her head.

I was mental berating myself for not telling Steph that I loved her yet. You know how the term 'Love at First Sight' well that's what it had been first day of school after the Birds had stuffed my head in a locker and she had asked if I was alright.

I had thought I had loved her that night I had showed her who the 'Cool Rider' really was. But now I was well more in love with her now. I didn't think I could ever let go even if I wanted to.

"Steph" I attempted to tell her that I loved her with my whole heart. This wasn't going to be that easy to say. With Sarah it had been like a chore to tell her that I had 'loved' her. With Steph it was different. She was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Plain and Simple there was no ifs or buts about it.

"Hmm" was all she said. Jeeze this wasn't going to be easy to say. But I had to tell her how much that I loved her.

"There something I have to tell you" I managed to say. Stop being a wuss Carrington and just tell her already.

"What" Stephanie said not even looking up at me or anything. Here goes nothing.

"I love you Stephanie" I admitted truthfully. I let mentally let out a sigh of relief that I had at last told her that I loved her.

Stephanie eyes nearly bulged out of her head when she heard Michael told her that he loved her. Not that she was shocked that he loved her. But hearing him saying the three little words was different.

With Johnny it had been different. Johnny had been her first love, heart break not so much. But with Michael for some reason she could see more a future with him then she had with Johnny. As she had told Paulette at the start of the school year she had outgrown her relationship with Johnny.

Stephanie had wanted something more different then what her relationship with Johnny was. Maybe now what she had with Michael had been the kind of love/relationship she had wanted all along.

It had been quite for last five minutes since my confession of love to Stephanie. Maybe I had been too hasty for declaration of love for her. Self-doubt began to swirl around in my stomach.

"Michael" I heard Stephanie say as she shifted in my arms to be facing me. I didn't dare look at her.

"I love you too" I heard her say next. I think my heart leaped for due if that was possible. She pulled my lips to hers not that I was going to pull away that is. I reluctantly pulled away five minutes later due to a lack of air or rather oxygen.

Our foreheads rested against the other. She reached a hand up and caressed my check gently. I gave a whole hearted smile and kissed the top of her head. Steph turned in my arms again and rested her head in the crock my neck.