This story is set in the fifth season after JOANIE'S FIRST KISS.
Harry Reynolds, Karen Reynolds, Kurt Keller, Roberta Naylor, Mark Baker, Ward Hildebrand, Margaret Collins, Bethany Pogo, Deena Collins belong to me.
This show does not belong to me nor do the characters—
Richie was at Arnold's studying with his girlfriend, Lori Beth, when Potsie walked in and sat at the booth across from them.
"Richie, college is hard."
"Yeah, no kidding. I wish I were back in high school but I just love not being told when to come home and at what time," Richie said.
"Yeah. Maybe we can finish this real fast then we can chase girls," Potsie said with a smile.
"Um, no boys, sorry. You have to get a job and get married then have-," Lori Beth said then was interrupted.
"Lori Beth, please. We just want to be kids again," Richie said.
"Should have thought of that first before we grew up," Potsie said.
"Sit on it, Potsie."
"Well, I gotta get back to the sorority house 'cause I have to clean." Lori Beth got up as Richie groaned.
"So, is Joanie still mad at you?"
"Not anymore. This morning—"
Richie had been up for a few hours then knocked on Joanie's door.
"Who is it?" Joanie asked.
"Your brother, can I come in?"
"Go ahead but I won't talk to you." Richie walked in and saw Joanie standing near her bed with a scowl on her face.
"Look, I know you aren't a kid anymore but I just didn't want you watching me or my friends kiss, that's all."
"Mom and Dad aren't afraid to kiss when they are in the house, you shouldn't either!"
"That has nothing to do with that, and you know it!"
"You are worse than Dad is, you know that?
"That's why I'm your brother!"
"Get out of my room, I don't want to talk to you," Joanie yelled.
"I want to know where you went after you left."
"Went to Arnold's then went home."
"I'm sorry if I ruined your evening."
"You just made me feel like I was embarrassing you. Am I an embarrassment to you?"
"No. It was a college party and I didn't want you to see me doing something that you think is okay and it's not."
"That is such a lame excuse, Richie. By the way, when you see Potsie and Ralph, tell them they are terrible dancers!" Joanie said then left her room to go downstairs.
Ralph walked in and sat next to Potsie who scooted over.
"What's going on?" Ralph asked.
"Terrible dancers?" Potsie asked Richie.
"She was just mad, that's all," Richie said.
"Who is a terrible dancer?" Ralph asked annoyed.
"Nobody, Joanie just said that because she was mad. You say things when you are mad."
"That was a great dance last night, wasn't it?"
"Even though it was freezing, it was nice to cuddle up with the woman you love," Potsie said.
"That sure was. But who invited Joanie?" Ralph asked.
"I think one of David O'Dooley's friends was at the party and he invited her. I know I never told Joanie about the party and I don't think my dad would like to hear she went to a college party," Richie said.
A few days later at Arnold's—
Joanie sat at the booth as she watched the patrons dance to the jukebox while Al made the rounds at the tables. Richie, Potsie, and Ralph were on their way to Arnold's and Fonzie was at the garage.
"Anything you want, Joanie?" Al asked.
"No. David is going to be here."
"Okay, just holler if you need anything." Al walked away to another table and David walked in and sat at the booth across from Joanie.
"I had a great time a few days ago at the party and had fun last night, too. There is something I need to talk to you about though," David said nervously.
"I had a good time, too. What did you need to talk about?" Joanie felt nervous.
"Well, I know that I was your first car date and the first guy to give you a kiss. But I met a girl a few days ago at Arnold's."
"You did?" Joanie realized what he was going to say.
"Yeah. And I want to start a relationship with her and she is a senior, like me." David looked at Joanie's face.
"Okay, you can do that."
"I'm sorry, Joanie."
"It's okay. I have gone out with other boys before, but it was just a one time date, and you were my first car date and kisser. I'll always remember that." Joanie smiled.
"Glad you are taking it well," David said nicely.
David walked out.
"Oh." She put her arm in front of her on the table and slumped over her to rest her head.
Al walked over to Joanie.
"Joanie, what's going on?" Ralph, Potsie, and Richie walked in and sat at their booth. Potsie and Ralph sat next to each other and Richie was across from them.
Joanie lifted her head, her hair was a bit messy as she pointed her finger in the air and demanded, "Gimmie a malted-double!"
Al got up, walked over to the kitchen and yelled, "Clarence, we need a double malt on the double!"