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A letter sent to Richard Valence from Kitty Lebeau shortly after Nancy Adderson’s death

A complex cheerleading stunt V.S. A bunch of 15 year old boys

(Kitty and Darry (Karry)’s first meeting

Death had always been knocking on Kitty’s door. From when her mother would lock her in her room for days without food, to when she was 13 and dropped face first in a bow and arrow stunt, she has had a scar under her lips ever since. Paranoia took up most of her mind ever since, like the grim reaper themselves had rested their head on her shoulder. The first time that gaping feeling had gone away was when she and her cheer team were practicing stunts on the sidelines while the football players were practicing on the field.

While Kitty was up in the same complex stunt (oh the joys of a flyer) the boys had gotten a little too heated and were running off the field with the ball. Where were the running? Right into the cheerleaders. Sarah’s grip on the back of her leg slipped as she was trampled to the ground, Nancy’s as well, this made Kitty fall back into the siege of blood thirsty 15 year olds. Kitty had always new she was going to die young, since she was 10. Now I know that may sound dramatic but 6 foot, 200 something pound boy v.s. 4’11, 98 pound girl? C’mon now. Maybe today would be the day, I mean, she wouldn’t have to go home to her abusive mother and whatever monster she’s with.

Her fantasy is short lived as she falls into the arms of number 67, she screams as her body more or less hits the hard padding of his football uniform, but he stays on his feet. “Are you ok!?” He asks, his worried voice muffled through his helmet. Normally she would be pissed, she had a streak going of no falls but more importantly she’d personally reserved the field for the cheerleaders. But looking into the boy’s blue-green eyes made all of her anger go away, and the feeling of paranoia stalking her since her youth.

“I’m good” Kitty mumbled as both their coaches blew their whistle trying to break up the fight happening atop the cheerleaders. The fight got broken up as the cheerleaders got back up again and the footballer had put Kitty down. “I’m Darrel Curtis, but my friends call me Darry” he shakes my hand. “I am Kathrine Lebeau, but everyone calls me Kitty” she smiles, taking his hand. Her coach blows her whistle “Lebeau! Quit mingling with the player!” She quickly takes a step back from Darry. “I will see you around?” I ask, “yeah” he smiles at me.

Before Bev, Marcia and Cherry, there was…

Sarah Darling Nancy Adderson Kitty Lebeau

1 would leave Tulsa and never return

1 would marry the soc’s sworn enemy

1 would become the drive in’s biggest cautionary tale

A captain is never complete without her two co-captains.

I might revamp ‘It’s too Cliché’ for this, what would y’all think of that?

“I’d welcome death as a dearest friend, if it would’ve had me”

Kathrine “Kitty” Lebeau-Curtis

Kitty Lebeau and Darrel Curtis Jr., Prom 1963