Sandra Dee

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Cynthia's POV

Last day of summer. Last day of freedom. I drove into the drive in and immediately found the t-birds. "Last day of summer dipsticks! What are we gonna do with it? I say we get loaded, ditch this passion pit and have some real fun!" "Sorry Cynthia, the t-birds are on the prowl tonight." Gil replied "Alright. You know the drill. First one to get a girl, gets the keys" I don't get it. It's the last day without worrying about homework or tests. We should be getting wasted and pulling pranks on the socs. I mean why would they rather try and get in a girls pants than have fun with all of us? Before I could push any farther Susan came and took Richie away, prompting Gil and Potato to run off to find girl of their own. Now it's just me and Shy Guy. Could be worse. "What a drag!" I sighed, "summer's over and I'm already freezing my teats off." "Here, take my jacket" Shy Guy replied. Why would he think that I'd ever- wait. "You're T-Birds jacket?!" I took the jacket and swiftly put in on. For a moment, everything made sense and I belonged to something. For a moment-

"Please just leave me alone!"

I heard a scream from behind me, snapping me out of my trance. I looked over and saw Ella Bartlett. Ella, little miss perfect. Ella who was the first of our class to start wearing makeup. Ella who is always annoyingly kind to everyone. Ella who used to be my best friend...

Ella who abandoned me for the socs. And yet- I had to help her.

I hopped out of the car and ran up to where Ella and Neil were standing. "She said leave her alone." Neil turned to me and his gaze narrowed. "And what are you gonna do about it?" He said it with almost a laugh, I hate this guy. I didn't really know what I planned to do so I just took the still half full bottle of beer I had in my hand and hit it against a near by car, shattering the bottom so I was left with sharp glass. I guess it worked because all he did was look at Ella and mutter "you're not worth it" before walking away.

After a moment of silence Ella turned to me. "Thank you" she said. "No problem" I replied starting to walk back to the car. "No seriously. Thank you. You didn't have to do that." I really did though; I couldn't just let something bad happen to her. "Yeah well. Hey, do you wanna come sit with us? You don't have to if you don't want-" "Yes. I would. It'd probably be safer."

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