A/N: This is a song-fic with songs from the 80s, and decades after, that sound 80s to me. For story purposes, Cyndi Lauper doesn't exist and Madonna never recorded "Papa Don't Preach" in my 80s world (it will soon become quite obvious why). Everything else about the 80s is the same, except this song fic doesn't pay any attention to release dates of the actual 80s songs. Also couldn't find a transcript of that episode so whatever dialogue (which is very little, is from memory).

Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Not Gossip Girl. Not That 70s Show or any of the characters from either. Not Cyndi Lauper. Not Girl Just Want To Have Fun or any rights to it. Not a fox in a box. I do not own them jwoo2525 I am, I do not own any of the previously mentioned things.

Point Place, WI July 15, 1979

Jackie had just run out of Donna's bedroom. What the hell was she thinking? Why would she invite her?

Jackie didn't know if she should be more hurt or pissed at Donna. Jackie had wanted Donna's advice on a serious matter and was in need of comfort. But, what was supposed to be the night Jackie could release her woes, turned into the night from hell when the very source of her problems and current state of depression walked through the door in all her bleached blonde, dim-witted glory. To make matters worse, she realized she left Fluffycakes in the room with that skank. Eww, my poor unicorn. Ugh, now I have to go back and get him. As Jackie got back to the top of the staircase she could hear muffled voices from behind the door. Who knew the bimbo could even hold a conversation? She leaned her ear close to the door when she heard Sam speaking.

"Why are you even friends with her?" Jackie waited for Donna to list all the amazing things that were lovable about her.

Silence. Jackie waited longer and still…nothing. Finally, Donna started speaking and Jackie prepared herself again to hear a list of all her wonderful qualities but her face fell at what she heard.

"I don't know, but she's my best friend ok. She just is."

As Jackie heard Donna's squeals over Sam's Trans-Am, she looked down at her feet and took a deep breath trying to control the tears that were gathering in her eyes.

I can't believe it, she replaced me with a whore she's known for two weeks and her rusty old Trans Am!

If asked, she could have listed a million things to like about Donna, but apparently there was nothing likeable about Jackie. Her self esteem had already taken a hit when Steven chose the stripper whore over her, but in the back of her mind she rationalized his actions with his bitterness and his delusional belief that she'd cheated with Michael. But Donna? Donna was different. Shouldn't my best friend be able to find something to like about me?

The longer she stood there, the angrier Jackie got until she found herself forcing the door open with shaking hands, storming into the room, snatching up Fluffycakes and subsequently stomping out, slamming the door behind her.

Point Place, WI - July 31, 1981

"My comrades, the power of the force will guide us home." Eric looked around the Vista Cruiser at his girlfriend and friends with his left eyebrow raised as he spoke in his deep Star Wars voice.

"Eric, if you don't shut up about Star Wars and get us un-lost I will strangle you and the force to death…and you know I could do it!"

Eric gulped at his girlfriend's threat and turned his eyes back to the road as he tried to figure out where he made the wrong turn.

Hyde sighed and looked out his window "I'm still trying to figure out how the hell I let you convince me to go to a freakin Star Wars convention! Even Kelso wasn't dumb enough to get roped in. That must have been some strong film man!"

"It is because you have been lonely ever since you made my goddess leave and now you will do anything for human companionship."

Donna and Eric groaned inwardly at Fez's comments. It wasn't so much that they weren't all thinking along the same lines, it was that every time someone mentioned anything even remotely related to Jackie, Hyde had a volatile reaction.

Hyde reached over and frogged Fez hard several times on the arm. "Your goddess…" he sneered with emphasis "left on her own! No one forced her to! And she obviously doesn't care that much about you. She hasn't written or called you either!"

The car fell silent. No one wanted to comment on the importance of the "either" in Hyde's rant. Even if Donna may have once thought Hyde had genuine feelings for Sam, he made it painfully clear this was not the case when Jackie left.

Three weeks after the sleepover Fez burst into the basement crying that his goddess had disappeared in the night, taking all her things, and leaving a note telling Fez he could have her bed. That day Hyde asked Sam for a divorce only to find out she was already married. They searched for Jackie for over a week, but either no one had heard from her or they were unwilling to give them information. They had even gotten so desperate as to contact Jackie's father, Jack Burkhart, but he refused to add them to his visitation list and never replied to any of their letters. So, two years passed and they were left with nothing but Jackie's memory. It was strange though, now that she wasn't around, everything reminded them of her. Sometimes they'd all be in conversation and there would be a pause where an insulting or self-congratulatory comment should be inserted, but instead there was silence.

The gang had moved on, but the hope of Jackie's return anchored them all to the basement. Eric and Donna were taking classes at the local community college and were now engaged. Fez had recently opened his own salon in Point Place. Kelso and Brooke moved from Chicago back to Point Place where Brooke taught at a daycare and Kelso was back on the police force. Hyde still worked at Grooves and lived in the Forman's basement.

"How about we listen to some music" Eric attempted to diffuse the situation by switching the radio dial on. There was too much angry silence in the car. They caught the last bit of a song that had become quite popular in the last few weeks of the summer.

…When the workin',

When the working day is done.

Oh,when the working day is done…

"Man eighties music is crap. It's all so commercial now" Hyde complained. Although secretly he kind of liked the song. The lead singer in the group had something familiar about her voice. The sound of it soothed him

…Oh,girls,

Girls just wanna have fu-un…

"I don't know, it's kinda catchy" Eric said as he bobbed his head along with the beat, never taking his hands off ten and two on the steering wheel.

They just wanna,

They just wanna...

"They just wanna, they just wanna…" Donna sang along "I agree with Eric, it's catchy. Plus, any song that emphasizes that girls want to do the same things guys get to do without judgment is a good song in my book."

Oh,girls...

They just wanna,

Have fun...

"And the lead singers voice is like candy for your ears" Fez said in a dreamy voice as the whole car minus Hyde sang along to the final lyrics of the song.

Oh,girls..

Girls just wanna have fu-un

They just wanna,

They just wanna...

When the working day is done...

"That was the first single and hit from the girl group, The Betties' debut album. Rumor has it that one of the members is from right here in Point Place. I guess we'll all see tomorrow on the very first airing of music videos on MTV! Make sure you all tune in! I'm Sizzling Suzie with WFPP"

"I will be watching the MTV tomorrow for the Betties. They make little Fez very happy."

Tense moment now over, every laughed lightly as Fez went on about little Fez, Hyde ranted about how pop music was controlled by the government, Donna lectured about how songs like "Girls Just Want To Have Fun" were really statements on female equality, and Eric pretended he wasn't still lost.

Los Angeles, CA - July 31, 1981

Jackie was undressing after filming her second music video with her cousins Blair and Georgina, the other two-thirds of The Betties. Jackie was thinking about how much her life had changed over the past two years. After a brief visit with her father in prison, she had followed his advice and come to live in New York City's Upper East Side with her mother's family. She was afraid and lonely. After she'd had an emotional meltdown on Blair one day, her cousins convinced her it wasn't healthy to bottle her feelings, especially in the condition she was in, so she began to write them down and read them to her two cousins and their mutual friend Serena.

One day Georgina suggested that some of the written feelings had a poetic quality. "Kinda like a song" she'd said while reaching for the journal. She began skimming the pages and humming tunes to the words and somehow that morphed into them singing and writing songs together. One day Blair's stepfather, Cyrus, a prominent entertainment lawyer, heard them and convinced them to stop by a friend's recording studio because he knew talent when he heard it.

Her cousin's boyfriend and their promoter and manager, Chuck, broke her from the montage of memories playing in her head. "Ladies, I've considered the changes you suggested for the tour schedule and….I've decided against it." he drawled out as he stroked his chin.

"You mean you considered my one tiny change because let's be honest I was the only one who wanted to change anything!" Jackie's voice was beginning to become shrill. "Milwaukee's not even a big city!" she yelled.

"But…" Chuck interrupted before Jackie got really started "it's the largest city in your home state and after the airing of your interview and video tomorrow it's guaranteed to sell out. I'm just talking business Jackie. It's settled, the third stop in your tour will be Milwaukee." And with that he exited their dressing room.

"Blair! Sometimes that boyfriend of yours is just…just…ugh!" Jackie sputtered as she slammed down the jar of makeup removal cream she'd been applying to her face.

"While, normally I'd agree he's annoying as hell and generally sleazy…" Georgina said as she sat on the plush couch in their dressing room "this time he has a point. It's guaranteed money."

"Plus…" Blair said, attempting to assuage her cousin "you pretty much put it out there in the interview. He's going to come looking for you regardless. At least now you don't have to make the extra trip or worry about him popping up at your house." she finished weakly.

"I guess you have a point" Jackie sighed "I just don't see this ending well." she bit her lip in worry.

"Well, of course it won't" Gerogina said as Blair's eyes bugged at her trying to mentally convey what not to say "well, not at first. He's gonna be angry, but he'll get over it…or… he won't. In which case, you don't need him around anyway." She got up to hug her cousin who's shoulder's were now slumped in defeat.

"I need to go home now. I can't be away from him all day and it's already noon ." Jackie abruptly walked out as Blair and Georgina exchanged glances. Tomorrow the cat would be out of the bag.

TBC