So ever since i watched the episode when Hyde and Jackie go to the prom i've been in love with them...i was watching the show a few weeks ago, and looking for Hyde/Jackie scenes in the first season...so i decided to create them! This is the show...but what it'd be like if Jackie and Kelso hadnt gotten together, she'd been with Hyde instead. They might be a little OOC but...i tried! The first chapter is how they would have gotten together...tell me what you think and if i should keep going!

He should have never gone to that party. It was obviously the biggest mistake he had ever made. He'd only been inside for an hour or so when the freshman cheerleader ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck.

"What the hell man? Get off me." Hyde ordered, trying to pry the girl from him.

She shook her head violently, and before he could say anything, kissed him hard on the lips. He considered pushing her away, but quickly decided against it when she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth. He deepened the kiss, wondering for a moment what the hell he was doing. Finally she pulled away from him. Although he set her back on the ground, she held on to his shirt as though to steady herself. His eyes were a tad unfocused behind his sunglasses, and the girl in front of him was gazing at him with a funny look on her face. Without a word, she grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs, to a bedroom that was extremely pink, and filled with stuffed animals.

"Get out." She demanded when she noticed the room was already occupied.

The couple hurried out of the room complaining and the girl Hyde was with shut the door quickly.

"What's your name?" She asked curiously, staring at him.

"Shouldn't you have asked that before you kissed me?" He asked.

She gave him an impatient look. "I have a stalker, I had to kiss someone. You were the best choice, even though you're kind of scruffy." She said, as an afterthought.

He glared at her for a moment before shrugging. "Whatever man, I don't care. Are we gonna do this or what?"

"Tell me your name." She demanded. "No."

"You're not going to tell me just because I want to know right?"

"Exactly." He shot back, wrapping his arms around her waist to shut her up.

She fought for a moment before kissing back, and before long the two were making out on her bed. He hadn't been paying attention to the time; he had been so lost in the girl he was kissing.

She may have been a cheerleader but surprisingly, she was extremely attractive, even to him. She was short, probably only five two or three, with raven black hair. He could tell by the way she kissed that she was extremely energetic, and he knew he recognized her from the cheerleading squad. He knew she was probably one of those girls he always made fun of, but he didn't care. She pulled away for a moment, and pulled his sunglasses off. Their eyes met, and he felt something in his chest, like someone had pierced his heart. He pulled her back in for another kiss; one she didn't resist.

When she pulled away again, she muttered something about needing something to drink. He lay next to her, trying to breathe. His lips were bruised and chapped, and he felt like he'd just run a marathon. He hadn't stopped to breathe enough.

"Um…do you want anything?" She asked softly, trying to untangle her hair.

He laughed loudly; anyone who saw her was going to know exactly what she'd been up to.

"What?" She asked suspiciously.

"Your hair is a mess, your shirt is completely wrinkled, your lips are puffy, and you have a huge hickey." He deadpanned.

She let out a squeal and ran into her bathroom to look in the mirror.

"I look like a slut." She pouted when she walked back into the room.

He laughed, but stopped when she glared at him.

"Uh…no you don't."

She smiled happily and skipped over to the bed.

"Would you go get me something to drink?" She asked sweetly.

"No."

"Please…I'm so thirsty." She whined, flipping her black hair over her shoulder.

"Get it yourself." He retorted, settling himself into the bed.

She climbed on top of him, straddling him with her tiny legs and setting her hands on his chest. He looked up at her, with a questioning look in his eyes but didn't say a word.

"Please get me something to drink."

He sighed wondering, not for the first time, what the hell he was doing in this room with this girl.

"Fine, but when I get back you better be ready for another round." He grumbled before shoving her off him, and stomping down the stairs. She fell back onto the bed, and smiled triumphantly.

Minutes later he stalked back into the room and slammed the door. Wordlessly he held out a bottle of water, a bottle of beer, and a can of pop. She grabbed the water and downed half of it. He opened the beer and set the pop aside.

"You shouldn't drink so much; you'll get a beer belly." She murmured, giving him an innocent smile.

He gave her a look and let himself fall back on the bed.

"Will you tell me your name now?"

"Hyde." She wrinkled her nose in distaste, like he'd said something truly offensive.

"That's it? Hyde?" He rolled his eyes, and took another sip of his beer.

"Steven Hyde." She smiled happily.

"I like that better. Well Steven, I'm Jackie Burkhart." Jackie replied with a wide smile.

He gave one short nod. "Good to know." He replied with a smirk.

"Are you going to kiss me again?" She asked softly, turning to give him a sideways look.

"Nope. My friends want to head home; I'll uh…call you tomorrow." He told her, his voice conveying nothing.

"Oh…are you sure? I mean you could just stay here and walk home tomorrow or something." She said hopefully.

"No thanks. I've gotta go." He kissed her quickly before getting up and leaving the room. He didn't call her Saturday, and he didn't call her Sunday.

Jackie was extremely confused. How could Hyde kiss her the way he had and not call her the next day? She'd thought she'd felt something in his kiss but obviously he hadn't felt a thing.Monday morning, she woke up feeling sluggish but refused to let Steven Hyde ruin her reputation by making her into a lazy person who didn't care what she looked like. She made a point of working extra hard on her appearance and ended up being forty-five minutes late because of it, but that didn't matter because she was a Burkhart. She just had her daddy call the school.

"What happened to you Friday night?" Her 'best friend' Misty Summers asked.Jackie shrugged and glanced over at Hyde, who was sitting next to an extremely skinny kid with light brown hair.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." She said with a smirk that was extremely uncharacteristic of her.

The two girls giggled until an extremely tall boy with shaggy hair walked over and sat down next to Jackie.

"So Jackie I was wondering…" He started but she glared at him.

"Go away." Jackie mumbled, looking at Misty and rolling her eyes. Misty simply giggled.

"Give our love another chance." The boy pleaded.

"Our love? Michael Kelso on the one date we ever had, you made out with another girl." She yelled. She turned away from him and saw Hyde look up. He was laughing.

"Jackie, come on. I thought she was you baby." Kelso said, trying to kiss her.

"She was blonde, and a foot taller than me!" Jackie reminded him, shoving him away. "Now stop stalking me!" She yelled before stomping out of the cafeteria.

She was still stalking around angrily when Hyde caught up with her. He called her name, but it was hard to understand. The only thing she heard was his laughter.

"Oh you just shut up." She said with a sneer.

He laughed again, and moved to stand in front of her, sufficiently blocking her between his body and the locker she was leaning up against. "If I would have known Kelso was your stalker I would have called you to come hang out with us Saturday." He said with a laugh.

She glared at him furiously and stomped on his foot.

"Ouch! What the hell?"

"When you tell someone you'll call them, you better call them Steven Hyde!" She said angrily.

He gave her a look, rolling his eyes. "It's been two days Jackie, I was going to call." He told her.

She scoffed. She could tell by the tone of his voice he was only saying it to shut her up. "Come on Jackie, I was going to call you. I just haven't had time."

She stared at him suspiciously. "If I find out your lying I'll kick your scruffy ass."

He smiled widely, and leaned in to kiss her. She turned her head. "Not here…someone might see us." He arched an eyebrow and glared at her.

"So you don't want to be seen with me?" He asked challengingly.

"Steven I didn't say that, I just don't want everyone talking about me." She said softly.

"Isn't that the kind of thing you cheerleaders like?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yes I guess your right." She said happily, letting him kiss her.

"Did you forget to call again?" Jackie asked a few days later, when she ran into Hyde in the hall.

"Yep." The guy next to him laughed, and Jackie glared at him.

"Shut up Beanpole." Jackie snarled. The guy looked offended but said nothing.

"Look Jackie, I'll call you later. Just lay off." She looked like she was about to reply until Justin Andrews walked by, and said hi to her. Justin was a junior and captain of the wrestling team.

"Whatever Steven, I'll talk to you later." She murmured before walking after the wrestler.

"Did she just blow me off?" Hyde asked incredulously.

"Yep I think she did." Eric replied. "Whatever, she's a freshman man. There is no way Andrews is going to pay her any attention."

The two boys looked on, while Jackie caught up to Justin and put a hand on his arm. They talked for a moment before Jackie leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. She walked back towards Hyde and Eric and smiled proudly at Hyde before stalking away.

Later that night, Jackie stood on her front porch, trying to say good night to Justin. He obviously expected to be invited inside; everyone knew Jackie's parents were never home. He was leaning in to kiss her, and although she liked Justin, the thought of him kissing her made her sick to her stomach. She turned away, and his lips grazed her cheek.

"Good night Justin." She said softly but sternly. He sighed but walked back to his car.

"How'd the date go?" Jackie screamed and jumped, turning around and grabbing her heart.

"Steven Hyde you scared the crap out of me! What are you doing here?" Jackie asked angrily, slapping him on the arm.

He laughed and tried to move out of the way of her slaps. "You should really lock your windows at night." He told her simply.

"Steven! Just because my window's unlocked doesn't give you the right to climb through it!" She was glaring at him. "I could have brought Justin up here! What would he have thought if he found you in my bedroom?" Hyde's smile faded.

"He'd have realized you aren't open for business." He replied calmly.

She slapped him across the face.

"Steven Hyde, don't you dare talk to me that way! You have no right…" She hadn't finished her words before he grabbed her, placing his lips over hers. She smiled into the kiss, her anger forgotten. They moved back to the bed, never breaking the kiss. He was kissing her neck, and she was murmuring his name. He moved back up to kiss her lips and his hand trailed down her stomach, and under her shirt but she slapped his hand and pulled away.

"What's wrong?" He asked hoarsely. "I just don't want you to." She said, straightening her shirt.

"Why?"

"Because you aren't my boyfriend, if you agree to be my boyfriend I'll let you."

"No."

"Steven, please? I really like you!" Jackie whined.

"No, I'm not that kind of guy."

"So you've just been using me? You were never really going to call me were you?" She asked, hurt evident in her voice. "No. Probably not." He admitted. "So what the hell are you doing here tonight?" Hyde shrugged, before leaving the room. She stared after him, feeling as thought a tiny bit of her heart was breaking off.

"Sorry." Jackie muttered as she ran into a hard male chest. Hands reached out to steady her, but when she saw who it was she had hit she yanked away from him so quickly she fell backwards.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine Steven." She muttered trying to get away again.

"You know, it's not like I'd going to attack you." She flipped her hair over her shoulder. "I know that Steven, I've got cheer practice, I can't be late." She said quietly trying to leave.

"Jackie come on, you're acting extremely immature."

"Fine, I don't have practice I just don't want to talk to you. Now leave me alone."

He glared after her.Two months and he still thought about the cheerleader. He'd actually only 'been' with her for a week, and even then they hadn't done anything more than kiss but there was something in her eyes that made him want to get to know her better. Going to that party had been the biggest mistake of his life.

"Steven, what did I tell you about crawling through my window?" Jackie asked later that night. She had just gotten in from a date and was changing into her pajamas when Steven climbed through her window.

"I've been thinking." He started slowly.

"I'm not kissing you." She told him.

"You said you wanted me to be your boyfriend. I—I'm not into the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing. I'm not saying I'll be your boyfriend. I'm just saying I think we should make out whenever you want to, and we should go places together. You know date or whatever." He said casually.

"But you're not my boyfriend?"

"Not yet, maybe after a while but not yet." She stared at him for a moment, as if deep in thought. "Fine, that's good enough for me." She said, before shoving him onto the bed and kissing him.