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𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻: 1978
𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: 𝓵𝓸𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼

[ the italics are the words that I changed and I really recommend to listen to the song :) ]

"I got my first real four-wheel," the radio played. I smiled, my aging features reflecting back to me in the car I was sitting in. Aging is an exaggeration, but I didn't look a lot like I did back in high school.

Kenickie and I are married. We got married a month after we graduated high school.

"Bought it at the dump at night," Kenickie belted out as he drove Greased Lightnin'. He wasn't any different besides his large, long and floofy hair. Nothing lasts forever sadly. He didn't look different, though. His face looked more matured.

"Rode it 'til it didn't shine," I jumped in with my husband. "Was the summer of fifty-nine!"

"Me and some guys from school, had a gang and we tried real hard," Kenickie and I hummed along. Danny and Sandy got married, Sonny and Marty are going steady, Frenchy and Doody got married, as did Jan and Putzie. I have no idea where Rizzo is, or if she's even still in LA.
"Sonny quit, Danny got married!" Kenickie changed the names to fit our lives. I laughed at him as we rode on the highway.

"I should've known we'd never get far..."

"Oh, when I look back now, that summer seemed to last forever!" We sang at the top of our lungs. I used my old blue lighter as a microphone.

"And if I had the choice, yeah, I'd always wanna be there!"

"Those were the best days of my life!" We laughed as we began rocking out to the beat.

"Ain't no use in complainin', when you've got a job to do," we sang together. If you're wondering, Kenickie is a taxi driver (a/n if you get this reference, bless your soul!), staying true to his love of cars, and I was a waitress at a busy local bar. Our jobs weren't glamorous, but they got the bills paid, put food on the table and they kept us happy.

"Spent my evenings down at the school," we sang and Kenickie turned to me abruptly, singing the next lyric to me. "And that's when I met you, yeah!"

"Standin' on the dusty road, you told me that you'd wait forever!" The singer belted out. It reminded me of the time when Kenickie left me on his dusty driveway, back in
high school.

"Oh, and when you held my hand, I knew that it was now or never!"

"Those were the best days of my life! Oh, yeah!"

"Back in the summer of fifty-nine, oh...!" Kenickie and I sang, reminiscing of the time in high school.

"Man, we were killin' time, we were young and restless! We needed to unwind..." Kenickie smirked at the lyrics as he looked at me. I rolled my eyes and hit his head, telling him to keep his eyes on the road.

"I guess nothin' can last forever, forever, no..."

"And now the times are changin', look at everything that's come and gone," I sang along, thinking about my old high school friends.

"Sometimes when I ride that old four-wheel," Kenickie sang loudly. "I think about you, wonder what went wrong!"

"Standin' on the dusty road, you told me that it'd last forever!" I sang as I looked out of the rolled-down window.

"Oh, and when you held my hand, I knew that it was now or never!"

"Those were the best days of my life! Oh, yeah!"

"Back in the summer of fifty-nine!" I sang.

"It was the summer of fifty-nine, oh, yeah!"

"Me and my baby in fifty-nine!" Kenickie held my hand tightly as we sang the lyric to each other.

"It was the summer, the summer, the summer of fifty-nine!"

The song came to an end and I smiled over at Kenickie, placing a quick peck on his cheek.

"Mom?" I heard a girl say behind me. I turned and was facing my daughter, Francesca, but she goes by Franny.

"Yeah?" I asked, grinning.

"Act cool," she said, a blush growing on her face. I rolled my eyes at her.

"She has a point, Ma," my son, Daniel, said. I huffed out a sigh, looking at my twins. Daniel goes by Danny, he looks up to his godfather a lot. So does Franny with her godmother. She said that she wants to go by Frenchy, but I told her no, she needed to find a different nickname.

As far as I know, all the T-Birds and Pink Ladies have kids. Me and Kenickie were the first, then it was Frenchy and Doody, Marty and Sonny, then Sandy and Danny. We all had our kids around the same time.

As of right now, Kenickie and I are on our way to drop off our kids at their first day of Senior year.

We pulled up to the Rydell High. I haven't been here in so long, I almost forgot what it looked like. It looked exactly the same, with the sculpture in the middle. The building didn't change, the nostalgic feeling didn't change.

"Alright," I sighed as I unbuckled my seat belt. Kenickie cut the engine and started to get out.

I saw a familiar pink car and smiled as Marty stepped out of hers. She had her daughter step out as well. I squealed as I saw my longtime friend.

"Marty!" I laughed. I ran up to her and engulfed her in a big hug.

"Charlie!" She laughed as she hugged me back. "You're here to drop off Danny and Franny?"

"Yeah," I said, but I held up a back of clothes. "And to give 'em heirlooms."

"I gave Rose mine already," Marty said, pointing to her daughter who wore Marty's corduroy pink Pink Ladies jacket.

"Hey Rose," I smiled at Marty's daughter. Marty wanted to name her daughter after the Pink Ladies, so she came up with Rose.

Rose didn't say anything, just stared at me.

"Rose! Say hello to your Aunt Charlie!" Marty scolded her daughter. She turned to me with sorrow. "Sorry, Char, she's just a little nervous."

"No worries," I smiled. "Where's Sonny?"

"Oh he had a business meetin'," she smiled. "He's trying to get his sauce to sell."

Apparently, Sonny is selling his grandma's marinara sauce, trying to make a business out of it. He also makes sausages and bread from scratch at his bakery. Marty is a stay-at-home mom.

"Tell him I said good luck," I said.

"Oh I will, he needs it!" Marty smiled at me and began to walk away with Rose into the school. She said a quick hello to Kenickie.

"Sydney!" I heard a shriek. I turned around and found Sandy running after her own daughter. "Give that to me!"

Sydney ran in front of her mother, a cigarette in hand. He laughed as she lit it and puffed out a cloud. Sandy stormed at her daughter and ripped the cigarette out of her mouth and stamped it out on the ground.

Sandy still had her greaser look, she wore black pants, a black leather jacket, black heels and a bold red lip. I smiled. She followed through.

"C'mon Sandy, let the girl live," I saw Danny emerge from their car. It was still the red version of Greased Lightnin' that I saw them drive off at the carnival all those years ago.

"Danny!" I squealed as I saw him.

"Charlie!" He exclaimed excitedly. I hugged him tightly.

"Twenty years and you forget about me?" Sandy huffed out behind me.

"Oh, Sandy, of course not!" I smiled and hugged her. Kenickie walked up from behind me, saying hello to Danny with a bro hug.

"H-hey Franny," Nick, Sandy and Danny's eldest son stuttered over to my daughter. It was obvious he had a thing for her.

"Hey Nickie, what's up?" Franny said to him, blowing a smoke in his face. I smirked, some things will never change.

Nick was named after Kenickie and Sydney was named after Sydney, Australia, where Sandy's from. They also had another son, he's a sophomore now, but his name is Rylie. Named after Rydell. I didn't like how they named him after the school, but it wasn't my place to say.

"Franny," I walked over to my daughter. She looked at me and nodded. "Here."

I gave her my black Pink Ladies jacket. It was a little worn, I just recently stopped wearing it.

"Do me a favor and put a snake in someone's bag," I smirked at her.

"Sure Ma," she smiled at me. She hugged me and put the jacket on.

"Y'know denim's in," she said to me.

"Shut up and wear the damn jacket," I rolled my eyes as I took out a cigarette. Franny laughed as she put the jacket on.

"I'm an official Pink Lady?" She asked me.

"You were always a Pink Lady," I smiled at her. I looked over at Kenickie to see that he was giving his leather T-Bird jacket. Daniel grinned widely, hugging his father. I smiled at the sight, letting Franny go into the school.

I walked over to Kenickie, watching Daniel run into the school as well. I hugged him as I stood with all the other old T-Birds and Pink Ladies. We watched our kids meet up, joke around and go behind Rydell's doors.

"Hey gang," I heard a frail voice behind us. I turned to find Jan and Putzie and Frenchy and Doody.

"Guys," I smiled, "I thought you guys moved away."

"Of course not! We just walked our kids in," Frenchy smiled. "Charles was bein' stubborn this morning."

"Oh yeah, how's my godson?" I smiled. Frenchy and I named our kids after each other. I smiled as I remembered the day she went into labor.

"He's good, nervous to ask Sydney out," she laughed,

"If he touches my daughter..." Sandy growled.

"Babe," Danny shushed her. "Let's not be hypocrites, yeah?"

Sandy rolled her eyes but didn't say anything.

"What about you Jan? How's Billy?" I asked. Jan's daughter is Barbara, but she goes by Billy. She's the only kid that isn't named after anything.

"She's good, how's the twins?" She asked.

"Fine, thanks," I smiled. We all stood there, conversing and catching up. I haven't seen them all in so long, I almost forgot how long it's been.

"Hey," I heard Kenickie ask me. He dropped his arms over my shoulders. "You good?"

"Yeah," I smiled. "I'm just tryna to get used to this."

"Whaddya mean?"

"It's just that, after graduation, I thought that I'd be done with this place," I said. "Never thought my kids were gonna go here."

"Kids weren't even in my mind when we got married," Kenickie laughed,

"Yeah, that was a surprise," I laughed. "Guess we'll never really be done with this place."

"Nah, it'll always be in our lives," he smirked, turning me to kiss me. I smiled into the kiss, welcoming him.

When we decided to leave, we said goodbye to the gang.

"Tell Sonny I said hi!" I yelled after Marty, she gave me a thumbs up and pulled out of the parking lot.

"Bye Doody, Frenchy," I waved at the couple as they left as well. Danny and Sandy left with Jan and Putzie behind them.

Kenickie opened the door, getting into Greased Lightnin'. I opened the door as well, but something caught my eye. A woman was in front of the school, ushering in the remaining students outside. She looked familiar, her hair was a little grown out into a bob.

It was Rizzo. Riz was a teacher? At Rydell?

"Hey! I'll kick ya ass if ya don't come in!" She yelled at some kids who were smoking outside. The kids rushed inside, afraid of her. I smirked, the job fitted her.

She looked up when Kenickie started the car. Her eyes locked with mine, nostalgia filled my senses and my breath hitched in my throat.

She gave me a sad smile, she waved at me and I gave her a little hesitant wave back.

"What took ya so long?" Kenickie grumbled as we peeled out of the parking lot.

"Just..." I thought. "Getting closure, I guess."

THE END

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