This AU Fic is set during the summer that J/H get together. It's based off the song Strawberry wine by Deana Cater.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own That 70's show or the song Strawberry wine.
Right now Im going with a T rating but will mos likely turn M 'cause I've got a dirty mind.
May 15, 1977
I woke up that morning to the sound of a car coming up the dirt road that lead to my grand-father Frank's farm. That's right a farm, dairy, non the less. I had been shipped here for summer courtesy of my lovely witch of a mother, just so she could do God knows what with God knows who without needing her passport. Usually she leaves my life alone while she spends hers whoring around here and there but for some reason this summer was different.
I had been here two weeks with just my Frank, his dog Bone and the housekeeper Martha and with Bone being the most talkative of the three I was excited of the prospect of new company, and so I jumped out of my borrowed bed and ran over to the window to see a black El Camino pulling up beside Frank's truck.
I heard the door to the house open and Frank walk out to the steps while the door to the El Camino opened and for some reason rather it be the heat of the summer or the fact that the occupant of said vehicle was incredibly good looking but my heart stopped and for a moment it was impossible to breathe, and just as it caught back up to me I saw his head whip up to my window as if he knew my eyes were on him but continued talking to Frank. With a blush settled on my cheeks I slinked away to the bathroom for my morning shower. An hour later I headed down stairs for breakfast. Already assuming that the visitor had left, since he didn't look like the other of Frank's farm hands I was shocked to walk into the kitchen and see him sitting at the table eating with Martha and Frank.
"Ahh, I was wondering if you would be joining us for breakfast." Frank stated in deadpan, glancing up at me.
I simply nodded and walked towards the table and took a seat between Martha and Frank, across from the- well I didn't know who he was so instead of dwelling on it I started to fill my plate and Frank continued-
"Jackie, This is Hyde. He will be staying a while- probably through summer, helping out on the farm. I want you to make him fill welcomed since your closer in age than the other men."
'Hyde?' I thought what kind of name is that. Who would want to be called a synonym for flesh? I looked up at him and caught his eye and smiled a small smile as redness crept onto my cheeks. I quickly looked away to my grand father to answer.
"Yes, grandfather."
"Good. When were finished eating, take him down to the river and catch a few fish for dinner, take Bone with you. Then show him the ropes. Can you handle that?"
"Yes, grandfather." I stated again.
The meal passed without another word. After which he followed out the front door I turned to look at him as we walked to the barn for fishing equipment I stopped for a moment and stuck out my hand to him.
"I'm Jackie." I said with a fit for a toothpaste commercial smile.
He grinned at me before taking my hand in his-
"Yeah I know. Hyde." He stated before continuing to walk ahead. I was stunned for a minute by the was his hand felt in mine and the small grin he gave my that melted every bone in my body. When I recovered I skipped to catch up.
"Hyde, huh?" I asked unconvinced that any mother, even in the worst would give a child such a name.
"Yeah..." He said turning to me once more. "Steven Hyde."
"I knew it.-" I said smirking at him.
He gave me a confused look "Knew what?" He asked with a chuckle.
"I knew that couldn't have possibly been your first name." I said continuing to skip ahead knowing my dress would be bouncing up with me. I don't know what I was about this boy but he mad me feel like being naughty, bad even. I Looked behind me noticing he sill hadn't moved I smirked again knowing I had caught him watching me.
" Coming, Steven?" I called to him, not caring one bit if he had a problem with me referring to his first name. There was absolutely know way Is be calling him 'Hyde', He couldn't make me.
He started toward to me once he reached me he grunted "It's Hyde."
"Whatever, Steven." I rolled my eyes. 'He can't make me' I thought o myself again. Reaching the barn I pull open the door and walking inside. Quietly humming to myself as he followed me then Bone inside.
I grab a big basket off one of the work tables and star filling it with tackle and what-not taking my time to get the best. If there was one thing I could say about my grandfather(Not that I knew him very well at all.) is that he had verity of anything and everything. However outside of the house nothing was organized. The house was Martha's domain and outside was one big scavenger hunt. Forgetting I wasn't alone and caught up in my thoughts I jumped when the boy behind me cleared his throat waiting for instructions. Laughing softly after I jumped I turned and glared at him.
"Why don't you get us some poles out of the cabinet and crickets out of the fridge." I say while pointing to the cabinet then turning back to my work. On the way out of the barn I grab a bottle of wine off the wine rack. He raised an eyebrow at me silently questioning my choice of beverages.
"There is know way I'm about to touch, stab, or smell crickets or fish... Sober. " I saw as if it were obvious.
He gave me that bone melting grin again. Shaking his head. And holding the door open letting me lead the way down to beaten path towards the river.
Half way to the river I turn to him,- "Okay-" I say still walking backwards, "A few rules. One: I will absolutely NOT be touching anything icky until I'm tipsy. Two:-" I stopped suddenly trying to look at his eyes through his brown tinted sunglasses, to get my point across I continue in a dangerous tone- "YOU will NOT throw said ickyness on me OR push me into the river, Okay... One of those little Baker brats pushed me in three days age-" I shudder. But keep going- "You will probably met them at their funeral once I get a hold of them... I smelled like fish up until this morning! Can you believe that!?, and they got away BUT I promise-" I poke my index finger into the center of his chest and look back up to him finishing my speech- "YOU will not."
I turn back around and keep totting to the river, not waiting for his response.
Once at the River I set up in my usual spot and sit and begin reading my pole once I get ready for the bait I hold my pole out to him without a word, after a moment with the pole still in my hand I look up to see why he hasn't taken it from me yet. I see his head turned to me with his eyebrows all the way up in what I assume to me an indulgent look. I Screwed up my face into a scowl.
"...What? I told you I'm not touching those things yet." When he continued to look at me with a little more expectancy set in his features I huff- "Fine. Please oh please bait my hook for me, Hyde."
"That's better." He said grabbing my pole. Once both of our poles were ready we dropped the line and sat down our poles against the rocks and went back to sit. After sitting again I pop the bottle of Wine and look at the label. 'Strawberry. Seems to be a theme for this summer.' I think and take a sip and passed it to him, without even a glance even though its hard not to I just watched Bone jump around in the water.
HYDE
I take the bottle still staring at her. She really was really, really easy to look at with lightly toasted brown skin that glowed against the bright yellow sundress... I Mean that dress was something else just the right length, showed off just the right amount of leg and bared her shoulders that looked unbelievably soft. I was hard not to let my thoughts stray into dangerous territory. I'm 18 like I can help it, and that smile and the way her huge mix-matched eyes danced between fire and innocence wasn't helping one bit.
And neither was her next surprise, not that the wine wasn't enough of one, but as I watched her raise he hand to her chest and dip two tiny fingers into her dress to pull out God knows what, and I wasn't about to miss what it was either. She brought her big doe eyes up to me and smirked that little pixie smirk, and pulled out a hell of a nice size Joint. I was absolutely stunned. 'What the he- Who was this girl?!' I think as I watched her bring the joint up to her mouth and lit it with a liter she took out from her pulled up hair. I didn't know who she was but as she passed it to me and took back the wine and took a swig I decided I sure as HELL was gonna find out.
NEXT:I don't know yet but I'm pretty sure there will be a next!
