Charades! [Grease 2]

Chapter 3

We were all over at Paulette's for a sleep over. A girl's night. Who knows when we would be having another one. We were all going to be out growing these soon. We all brought snacks.

Paulette had some big news that she wanted to share with us. We had on d**k Clark that night. With the newest top ten hits from the radio. Bobby Vee was going to be performing live. Rhonda was opening the chips. We had soda's out to.

"What is the big news?" Frenchy asks Paulette. "We are all dying to know"

Paulette smiles as we all sit down on her bed. "I have invited you all here to tell you, well better let me show you!" she giggles.

She holds out her hand. Flashing a big ring on her finger. We all squeal with happiness. So, Johnny finally asked her to marry him! I was happy for her!

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"I am thrilled for you and Johnny!" I promise her.

She beams happily at me. "He parked over near the side of the road at the end of town the other night when we went for a romantic drive, then he got down on his knee and asked me to marry him!" she tells us all. "I have asked you all here, to ask if you will be in my wedding? Will you be my bride's maid's?" she asks us.

More squealing of excitement rushes in the room. "Steph will you be my maid of honor?" I am asked. I blink then grin.

"Me? Really? Sure!" I happily tell her. "What about your little sister?" I ask her.

"No, she is to young. She is going to be my flower girl" Paulette tells me. "Plus, Johnny plans on asking Michael to be his best man. We are going to get married next month" she announces. "I want my colors to be pink of course, and white"

"Hopefully, Michael will still be around to be in the wedding" mentions Rhonda.

Everyone is looking at me. "I have not talked to Michael since the bowling night" I admit. "I am just confused. I have no idea how this is going to work out. He is talking about getting into a college around here, so he can stay" I tell them.

"Well that is a fine idea Steph! Then you can go with him to college" Frenchy says to me. Tears waters in my eyes. I shake my head.

"I am not cut out for college. I am not going to a college. Michael will either head back home to England or go to college and find himself a girl who is as smart as he is. He will see that we are no match for one another" I blurt out. I sigh.

"What are you saying Steph?" Paulette asks me.

"I am saying I think that Michael and I are going to break up that is what" I mutter. "Not all high school romances last forever anyway. I will be alright" I lie.

Truth was I was miserable inside. My heart ached to think of breaking things off with Michael.

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The next day after the party was over, I was back at work. I was running over things in my head on how to break things off with Michael. I really did not want to break up.

But there was just no other way. I was never going to fall in love again. There was no one else for me but Michael. But as for Michael I knew there was someone else who was meant to be with him.

"Filler her up please" I hear his deep voice say to me.

"Michael?" I softly say as I turn around to face him. He was there on his bike.

He takes his helmet off then places it on his bike. He turns his bike off. Then hops off making his way over to me. He had his leather pants on and his leather jacket. God he always looked great.

"I have been trying to call you. Are you ignoring me, Steph?" he asks me. I am not able to find my words.

He hands me a letter from out of his pocket. "What is this?" I ask.

"Read it" he tells me.

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I open the letter up. He had been accepted into a college. Good for him. He could stay longer. But I was not going to wait around for him to watch college sluts to hit on him. He would find his perfect match at college. He would not need me, his perfect woman would soon be here.

He hands me a piece of paper. "What is that?" I ask him.

"A college application. Apply and we can both go together to college" he tries to encourage me. I shake my head no and thrust the paper back in his hand.

"No, Michael! I already made myself clear that I am not going to any college. I almost failed high school. I am not going back to school" I argue with him.

"Steph, I know you had a hard time. I really believe that you can do this! We can go to college together. Then I can work to get my green card. After I am done with college in a few years we can get married" he tells me. "Come on. Just apply. Try! For us! I start college next week!" he announces.

I sigh. Tears shine in my eyes. "Michael, I have been meaning to talk to you. I think we should break things off" I find myself telling him.

He looks shocked as tears shine in his eyes to. "No Steph. You do not mean that" he says softly to me.

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He goes to touch my arm. I back away.

"I am sorry Michael. But I do mean every word. We are not a match. We are meant to break up at some point in time. I am just moving up the process. I am sorry that it is not going to work out. I wanted us to work out" I mutter.

"Steph, I know you are scared. And unsure of our future. But there is a future for us! If you give us a chance Steph. Don't pull away from me!" he begs me. I shake my head.

"I am sorry Michael. No, I can't do this" I say softly. "We are over" I tell him.

He looked angered and hurt. I felt the same. Fresh tears shimmered in his eyes. He yanks me in his arms. I stare up at him waiting for him to say something. He looked like he was about to say something else.

Instead his lips cup over mine, pulling me into his kiss. I weakly give in. Our last kiss. My mind tries to remember this feeling. How it felt to be in his arms. His lips on mine. I find my lips returning his kiss. I feel him pull away from me.

"This is not over with Steph. We are NOT over!" he warns me before he hops back on his bike and then takes off. Tears are falling down my cheeks.

"Good-bye Michael" I say out loud before I head back to work.

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