-October 1961-

I leave the highschool building and I walk to the Motorcycle as I hear my name being called and i turn around to see Mr.Forbes who is older than me by 5 years.

Forbes:Hey Miss.Walker.I was wondering.Maybe you'll like to go out to dinner?.

Kayra:Sorry Mr.Forbes I'm not interested.

Forbes:I understand.

Forbes leaves as Davey walks up to me.

Davey:Hey Kayra.Turning down a date?.

Kayra:He's not my type.

I hop on the Motorcycle and turn it on.

Davey:Still hooked on Murdoch?.

Kayra:Yeah...Still got 9 months till he graduates.

Davey:"Nods".

Kayra:See ya tommorow kid.

I leave on my motorcycle to me and Kenickie's place and as i look at the sky a car pulls up and Frenchie steps out.

Kayra:Hey French.

Frenchie:Davey tells me you turned down a date.

Kayra:Yeah.

Frenchie:What happened to the promise you made Kenickie?.

Kayra:Look this guy that asked me out wasnt my type okay?.

Frenchie:Mhm.

Kayra:"Sings".If you really want to know,What I want in a guy,Well I'm looking for a dream on a mean machine,With hell in his eyes,I want a devil in skin tight leather,He's gonna be wild as the wind,And one fine night I'll be holding on tight,To a cool rider,a cool rider,If he's cool enough he can burn me through and through,If it takes forever then I'll wait forever,No ordinary boy no ordinary boy is gonna do,I want a rider that's cool,That's the way it's gonna be that's the way that I feel,I want a whole lot more then the boy next door I want hell on wheels,Just give me a black motorcycle,With a man growing out of the seat then move aside,Cause I'm gonna ride with a cool rider,a cool rider,If he's cool enough he can burn me though and though,If it takes forever then I'll wait forever,No ordinary boy no ordinary boy is gonna do,I want a rider that's cool,I don't want no ordinary gut coming on strong with me.They don't know what I'm looking for,They don't know what I need,You're gonna know it when he gets here cause the ground will be shaking,I'll do anything to let him know that I'm his here for the taking,I want a cool rider a cool,cool,cool,cool rider,I want a cool rider a cool,cool,cool,cool rider....I want Kenickie.

Frenchie:I know you do.

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-January 1962-

I am in a classroom with Frenchie and Michael and I bring a topic up.

Kayra:I heard there was this motorcycle chase outside the Bowl-a-Rama last night and according to um Paulette Rebchuck this very mysterious and gorgeous guy knocked one Stephanie Zinone right out of her bobby socks.

Frenchie:How do you plead?.

Michael:I am guilty.

We laugh.

Kayra:I gotta go.I got class in a few.

Michael,Frenchie:Bye.

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-May 1962-

I look thru a box of belongings of me and Kenickie's relationship.I find a wrapper from a sandwich he had eaten on our second date.

-September 1958-



Kayra:"Joking".I got so many hickeys on my stomach.People would think I'm a leopard.

Kenickie:"Joking".Relax a Hickey from Kenickie is like a hallmark card."Eater his burger".

Kayra:"Chuckles".You pig.

Kenickie:"With mouthful".I love it when you talk dirty.

Kayra:"Laughs".

- May 1962-

I look thru some old photos of us and I see one from my birthday.

-April 1959-

Kenickie:Happy birthday Kayra.

Kayra:Thank you Nickie.

Kenickie smiles at the nickname I call him and we kiss.

Kenickie:I uh want to make you a promise...No matter what happens after our graduation...I promise that one day we can be married.

Kenickie grabs something from his pocket and shows me a ring.

Kenickie:I made this wooden promise ring for you.So you know I truly promise you.

Kenickie slips it on my finger and I smile and i wrap my arms around his neck and I kiss him.

-May 1962-

I look down at my ring and smile.I put the box away and I go to bed...The next morning I go outside to hop on the Motorcycle to go to the diner but I see Dennie and Rizzo.

Kayra:Hey Dennie and Rizzo.Longtime no see.

Dennie:Yeah...Us and the others are gonna celebrate tonight...Me and Betty eloped last week.French found out.

Kayra:"Smiles".Congratulations.

Rizzo:Thanks.

Kayra:So how's Kenickie?.

Dennie:He's fine.

Kayra:I hope to see him soon.

Rizzo:We know you do."Chuckles".Frenchie says you talk her ear off whenever love comes into conversation.

Dennie:Speaking of that.Did you go on dates with other guys?.

Kayra:A few.Didnt stick.I kept comparing them to Nickie.

Rizzo:Makes sense.

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Later that night I walk into the diner and I see Doody and the couple's Dennie&Rizzo along with Putzie&Jan and along with Sonny&Marty.

Kayra:Hey guys.

Everyone:Kayra!.

Doody:How's school going?.

Kayra:Its fine.My students are almost always little Patty's these days tho...Where's Frenchie?.

Marty:Said she'd be late...Did you hear from Zuko and Sandy?.

Kayra:No but Sandy's cousin is attending my class.

Sonny:He just like her?.

Kayra:Nah he's got a heart of a T-Bird.

Putzie:Really?.

Kayra:Yeah.Just as much as you.

The group all laugh at my teasing.

Dennie:Hey me and Riz are leaving June 2nd.If ya wanna send a letter to my cousin I can pick it up June 1st.

Kayra:Yeah.Just stop by my classroom.Bet Johnny,Goose,Louis and Davey would wanna see an original T-Bird and take notes.

The former T-Birds laugh and Dennie nods.

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-June 1st 1962-

I am finishing my letter to Kenickie as i hear Michael singing over by the piano and I silently watch him.

Michael:"Sings".I'm all dressed up in my finest attitude,Pretending I don't care,Guess I really messed up trying to be two,When only one heart can be there,Why can't I be just what I am,And speak my love withut any shame,Why can't she see what I am,Is a costumed fool trapped in a tragic game,Charades and pretty lies,They hide what's deep inside me,Charades do disguise,All the love I keep inside me,Charades can't see me,But can you feel the real me,The real me behind my Charades,Oh Please don't mind me,Performing at my hardest,As I paint upon the air,You won't find me,Cause it's a portrait of the artist,As a man who isn't there,Charades and pretty lies,They hide what's deep inside me,Charades do disguise,All the love I keep inside me,Charades can't see me,But can you feel the real me,The real me behind my charades.Can't you feel the real me,Behind my charades,Have I lost the real me,Behind my charades.