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Point Place, Wisconsin,

May 17, 1976

8:48 p.m.

Location: Eric Forman's basement.

"Eric, it is time." The boy with curly wild hair on the couch said to the scrawny boy in an old rusty chair. Four teens lean forward the scrawny boy. The blonde girl with crazy layered hair in the middle of the couch smirked and nodded. The pretty boy to her left kept nodding like an idiot.

"Why don't you do it?" scrawny boy, Eric asked.

" It's your house." The curly haired boy answered.

"House." The pretty boy repeated. The blonde rolled her eyes.

"Listen to them up there!" curly stated, pretty boy looked up towards the ceiling. " The party has reached critical mass! In ten minutes, there will be no more beer opportunities!"

" If my dad catches me copping beer, he'll kill me!" Eric said.

" I'm willing to take that risk!"

"Don't worry about it! Just remain clam, keep moving-" pretty boy said.

"And above all don't get suck into my dad's hair." The redheaded girl said.

"What's wrong with your dad's hair?"

" Oh my God, it's hilarious!" Blondie declared leaning back in her seat laughing.

"Shut up, Sandy!"

" If Quinn says it's funny it must be." Curly said smirking at the girl.

Then they looked back at Eric. "Just don't look at it" Redhead said.

Then Curly grabbed the scrawny boy's face and said, "And Eric, remember: cold. Definitely cold. " Then sat back down and Eric ran up the stairs.

" He's not going to make it is he, Donna?" Sandy Quinn said to the redhead girl, Donna Pincotti.

" Stealing beer from Red? The kid doesn't have chance." Curly said leaning back and put his arm around the blonde.

" Hands off, Hyde." Sandy said lifting his arm off.

" Now don't be like that, Quinn. It's just an arm!"

" And it's will not be resting on my shoulders." Sandy said standing up.

"And I thought Tennessians were friendlier,"

"I didn't live in Tennessee all my life, I'm really from New York!"

"Yeah, yeah." He said picking up a nudie Magazine. Sandy rolled her eyes and turned to Donna.

" So this is what you do everyday, hang out with these morons?" she asked straightening out her Pink Floyd shirt, out of nervous habit as she stood up and leaned against the couch's arm.

" Pretty much, and they aren't that bad. And there's not much to do in Point Place. Don't know why you moved here."

"Well my mom is sick and my aunt offered to take care of us. Mom will take any offer she gets for someone taking care of her. It kinda sucks. But I love my aunt; she give me her cigarettes and, well, pot." Hyde looked up from his magazine.

" Did you say…pot?"

" Uh-yeah?" the girl said smiling and pushed a piece of hair behind her ear.

" You'll fit in nicely, Ms. Quinn." He said looking at the blonde and then back to his magazine.

"Check it out." Steven Hyde murmured to Kelso, looking at a photo in the magazine. Michel Kelso looked over and his eyes widened.

Donna and Sandy smirked and looked from behind at them," We see that every day." Donna told them, and then Hyde shielded the magazine from their eyes. Sandy snorted and walked around to sit between Hyde and Kelso again.

Eric suddenly came half way down the stairs, holding up five cans of beer gainfully.

"He's alive!" Hyde dramatized as Eric came down the stairs and set the cans on the table.

"Good news; my dad is thinking of giving me…the Vista Cruiser!" Eric Forman told them joyously.

"You're getting a car?" Kelso asked, while he did something by the shower.

"Have I told you how incredibly attractive you are, Eric?" Donna asked smoothly while they all grabbed a beer.

"No." Eric smirked and leaned back in his chair.

"You told me he was cute." Kelso announced

"No, I didn't!" Donna said as she sunk into her seat.

"I remember it 'cause you said not to say anything in front of Eric." He argued. And Sandy then elbowed him.

"Shut up, Idiot," she whispered to him they started arguing to Hyde interrupted.

"Let's focus on what's important here, people." Hyde said as we all cracked our beers open. "Forman stole something! To Forman!"

"To Forman!" We all cheered and took a slurp.

"You know what's sad?" Eric asked and started to tear up and answer his own question with a shaky high-pitched voice. "This is the proudest day of my life!" He then broke down and Hyde hugged him. Sandy laughed, maybe she could get used to Wisconsin.

OOO

The next day,

Eric, Donna, Kelso, Jackie, and Sandy were all hanging out in the basement, watching TV. They were watching it without the sound, Eric and Donna filled in the missing conversions.

"Wow, Marsha, a football in the face; that's gotta hurt!" Eric said in a cheerful voice.

"Ouch, my nose!" Donna used a dumb blonde voice.

"That's gonna be huge in the morning!"

"Huger than my boobs?"

"Well, bigger than the left one!" he announced in the cheerful voice. Sandy then laughed at them.

"Why are we watching this without the sound?" Jackie asked, "I am totally confused."

"Not the first time is it, Preppie?" Sandy stated from the rusty seat still facing the TV.

"Be quiet, She-devil!"

" That the best you can come up with?" the Blonde glared down to the Brunette.

"Here, use the earphone." Eric said and he handed over a white earphone, which was connected to the TV.

"So, what's the deal with the Vista Cruiser?" Kelso asked nervously.

"The deal is there is no deal yet." Eric answered.

"Shh!" Jackie said angrily and they all looked at her. She rolled her eyes and watched the TV screen.

"How are we gonna get to the concert?" Kelso asked not quiet voice.

"What concert?" The cheerleader asked.

Kelso sighed and answered slowly. "Todd Rundgren."

"When?"

"This weekend."

"Oh, who's going?"

"Uh, Eric and Donna, Sandy and Hyde, me and the foreign kid Fez… pretty much everybody..." He stopped and Jackie motioned for him to continue. "…And you!"

"Oh, good, good, good, good! Thank you for telling me, Michael!" She said sarcastically. Sandy stood up, headed for the stairs. She grabbed her old, black leather-jacket from off the dryer.

"I'm gonna go home, to check on my mom. I'll be back. " Sandy said as she walked up the stairs.

"Okay, well, I'm going to get sodas!" she heard Eric say before she reached the top of the stairs and walked out to the kitchen.

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"Ever since yesterday, I can't stop thinking about you. I mean, I've known you practically my whole life. I want you… I want you so bad!" Eric said and Donna looked over his shoulders at the Vista Cruiser. Sandy snorted as she leaned back of the front of the car.

"Eric…it's a car." Donna informed him and Kelso looked over her shoulder at the Cruiser.

"Let's just leave these two kids alone." Kelso suggested and Sandy nodded in agreement.

"Yeah." Donna agreed and they moved to walk away but Bob walked up. Sandy smirked at the sight at him and Kelso's eyes widen.

"Hey! Hey, there, Donna!" He greeted his daughter.

"Hey, Dad." Donna replied as Eric and Kelso stared at his perm. Sandy stood there trying not to laugh.

"Ah, you kids…standing around the driveway. It's just so darn cute!" He pinched Donna's cheek and she smiled, looking away. "You know, you may not realize it, but this is the most fun you're ever gonna have."

"So, it's all downhill from here, sir?" Eric questioned.

"Yeah." He nodded before he walked away. Sandy then burst into laughter.

"What happened to your dad's hair?" Kelso asked.

"He got a perm in it." Donna answered, smiling.

"So, that's permanent?" He asked, shocked.

"God, you're such an idiot." Sandy declared.

"What? She said he got a permanent!" he said bouncing a ball.

" That isn't what she mean!" Sandy said as if it was obvious…which it was… besides to Kelso.

" Then what does she mean?" he said holding the ball in his hands.
"Never mind, you Bozo!"

"God!" and he threw the ball, " Why do women got to be so tricky!" Eric and Donna laughed him as Sandy rolled her eyes.

" So, did you decide if you're going to the concert?" Eric asked Sandy.

" Nah, Mom is doing kinda bad. And I really don't care for Todd Rundgren." she said putting her hands in her pockets, with a shrug.

"That's too bad, cause Hyde wanted you to go." Kelso said when he got back with the ball.

" He did?" she asked puzzled.

" Yeah he thinks you're pretty cool." Sandy blushed.

" That's cool." She said trying to get her self together. "Well I got to go home, I don't want my mom to worry." And she ran off.

" That was…" Donna said trailing off.

" Weird? Yeah I think the chick is a freak." Kelso said throwing the ball towards the hoop.

" She's not weird! She's awesome! She gave me 2 records yesterday! For no reason! Just 'cause Donna and me went to help unpack a week ago and I said I like to get those records and she gave to me! For free!"

" Why are you defending her? You got a crush on her?"

"No! She gave me stuff when she barley knows me! Two awesome records, for free!"

"Whatever I think you like her!"

" Shut up Kelso! I do not!" Eric protested. Donna 'humphed'

" I'm going home," she said walking off a little pissed off.

" What was that all that about?"

" I don't know."

OOO

Sandy was sitting in her room; painting her nails the usual dark purple she wore. While everyone else was at the concert, she was sitting at home, listening to her mom coughing her brains out in the next room. Sandy got aggravated; she couldn't listen to that anymore. She stood up and turned up her music, "riders on the storm" was playing.

"Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm

Into this house we're born

Into this world we're thrown"

She moved with the music it was turned up so high she barley even heard the tap on her window. She walked over seeing an Afro hairstyle. She opened her window. "Hyde?"

" Like a dog without a bone

An actor out alone

Riders on the storm"

"Hey there, Quinn. What's up?" he said climbing in with out an invite. He walked over to her bed and sat. " Nice room" looking around seeing that she really hasn't unpacked yet.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she said with her arms crossed frowning slightly.

" Seeing why you weren't at the concert." He said leaning back on her bed taking in the room's look.

"There's a killer on the road

His brain is squirmin' like a toad"

" My own reasons." She said slyly.

" Which is?"

"Take a long holiday

Let your children play

If ya give this man a ride"

" My mother is real sick." She said with sigh, sitting across from him on the bed.

" Yeah? What wrong with her?" he asked innocently. She looked up with her hurt in her eyes.

"Sweet memory will die

Killer on the road, yeah"

"Cancer." She said. Hyde sighed, threw his sunglasses off, and looked at her in the eyes.

" I'm sorry." He said the nicest he could be. He never was around that stuff but knew it was serious. Sandra's mother probably wouldn't live through it. " I'm sorry… for everything." She sighed again, and laid back on her pillow.

"It's okay."

"Girl ya gotta love your man

Girl ya gotta love your man"

" No it's not." He said looking at her still. " I have been a real…ass to you."

" No you haven't. Kelso's the real ass." She said with a smirk. She sat up, " You're like any guy, you see a girl that's cute and you flirt. it's fine…just don't flirt with me much. I'll knock your lights out."

" You do that to me every time I see you." he said with a raised eyebrow, she punched him the shoulder.

" I was serious, Hyde, none of that flirting. I don't want date."

"Take him by the hand

Make him understand"

"Fine I understand, but I'm not going to give up that easy," he said with smirk. He leaning over and kissed her forehead. She frowned

"Hyde! I like you ok! But I don't want to date! It isn't you, it's me," she said standing up, walking way. She turned toward him and frowning with her arms crossed.

" Like I haven't heard that before! I get it. You just aren't that into me! I mean who would want a scruffy guy like me!"

"The world on you depends

Our life will never end

Gotta love your man, yeah

Yeah!"

"Hyde it isn't that!" she said walking towards him.

"Then what is it?" he yelled.

" I can't tell you!" she yelled.

"Why?" he asked confused. She started pacing in her room,

"Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm

Into this house we're born

Into this world we're thrown"

"Cause, It'll hurt me ok? I am afraid of the rejection! I hate myself! I hate everything! How could I love something? …I'm supposed to hate everything!"

" Quinn, Sandy girl! You aren't making sense." He said grabbing her arms. She started crying.

" I just can't, not now." She said shaking her head. He was looking at her. Even when she was crying she was beautiful. She was prefect in his eyes. How could there be something that big, that she wouldn't date him? What was going on? Why was she acting loony all of sudden? They had a couple talks before, and the got along …before he started flirting with her.

"Like a dog without a bone

An actor out alone

Riders on the storm"

They had detention with her a couple days before. He didn't expect to see her.

He had come in late and saw her staring out the window with her big green eyes. He smiled and sat next to her. He tapped her on the shoulder and she looked over. She smiled the second she saw him. He smirked at her. They talked the whole time after that and laughing so hard that they got detention again, for not being silence.

"Riders on the storm"

They then walked home together and she sang Led Zeppelin the whole was back. Then he asked if she liked, 'the Sex Pistols, the Ramones, Grateful Dead ' She said, "Are you crazy! Of course I like them!" They laughed after she said that.

"Riders on the storm"

They talked about almost everything. But ever since he started flirting with her, she backed away.

"Riders on the storm"

Why? He looked down at her crying, and pulled her close. He wasn't going to give up on her. She was his, and he even thought he loved her.

"Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm"

OOO

Song credits to the DOORS!

So that was the first chapter…what did you s think? Good? Bad? Nay? Or yay? Please review! All suggestions accepted! I listen to all ideas, and suggestions and sometimes even put them in my story! Go head tell me what you think!