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**FLASHBACK, RIGHT AFTER FINALE**
Wow, it's 1980. And, Fez didn't kiss me when the New Year countdown came to one. Really? I mean, how could he not kiss /me/? All he did was throw confetti in the air and take a big sip of some sugary punch that Mrs. Forman made.
Donna and Eric look lost in the moment. They've been making out pretty much ever since they've been upstairs. I'm happy for them, really, I am, but I can't help but feel a little better. I mean, I have a boyfriend, and he didn't kiss me!
Last New Year's, Steven kissed me. Donna and Eric kissed, and Michael and Fez pretended like they were going to, but they didn't. People say that when you're kissed when the new year starts, the next 365 days is filled with luck and love, just for you. Well, I guess I shouldn't be upset. I got kissed last year, and look at how well that year was. 1979 was a tragedy, really. I hope the 80's are a lot better for me.
Maybe Fez won't kiss me at all during the 80's. No, stop thinking like that. He's your boyfriend, Jackie, of course he will. But maybe...
I find myself walking towards him, and tapping him on the shoulder. "Fez?"
"Yes, my goddess?" He turned around with chocolate surrounding his mouth, a big smile on his face.
Ohhh, no. I have a feeling that this whole thing with Fez was just a big mistake. I stand there, thinking for a moment. Then I manage to get out, "Fez, I need to talk to you."
"Ooh," Steven smirks behind me. "This can only mean one thing: breaking up, or marriage."
"Shut up, you jerk!" I push him as I guide Fez into the living room with me.
"Jackie, what is there to talk about? Did you not try the glorious punch that Miss Kitty made for us? It is fantastic!" Fez throws his arms in the air for effect.
"Fez, listen to me." I sit down next to him and give him the gentlest look possible. "I'm not sure if this... if we... if we're right for each other."
"Jackie, what are you talking about? You're the one who said I was the perfect guy for you in the first place?" Fez says.
"I know, but... I'm just..." I trail off and shrug. "I'm sorry."
"Oh, no, no, I get it," he says. "No lady wants to be with the Fez anymore." He shakes his head sadly.
"No, Fez, I'm sure there are plenty of girls out there! Just go to the Hub! There are plenty of less pretty girls there!" I smile reassuringly at him.
"I wish I knew why you..." He trails off to think, then grins. "You know, skanks /are/ always at the Hub!" He gets up proudly and puffs out his chest. "Ladies, I'm coming!" He starts to head towards the door until I stop him.
"Fez... it's after midnight. The Hub is closed," I remind him. Typical Fez.
"Oh, yes. Well, I will just have to wait until tomorrow then," he says as he walks into the kitchen.
I follow him and see Steven walking towards Fez. "So which one was it?" I hear him ask.
"Ah, the first one," Fez says, shrugging. "It's okay, though. There are plenty of sluts at the Hub!"
"That I can't deny, Fez!" Steven pats Fez on the back. It was more than a little obvious that Steven had been drinking. He then started heading towards me. "So why'd you give Fez the ole' boot?"
"Does it really matter, Steven?" I ask, crossing my arms and rolling my eyes at him.
"No. What matters is how big of a bitch you're being right now!" He laughs and points at me. "That was a good one."
"You're an idiot," I say as I push past him and try to see where Donna is, but I realize that she and Eric must have gone upstairs. Sighing, I sit at the kitchen table. Steven sits next to me.
"Did you like Sam?" he asks me, one eyebrow raised.
"No, I don't, and you knew that." I turn my head so I'm not looking at him.
"Why didn't you like her?" he asks. "Were you jealous?"
I stand up. "I can't handle this right now." I go down to the basement to find Eric and Donna making out on the couch.
"Gross!" I say, sitting down between them on the couch.
"Jackie, we haven't seen each other in like, forever. You think you could let us be alone?" Eric says, sounding irritated.
"You had enough time, Eric. I need to talk to Donna. Right now." I give Donna a demanding look.
She sighs. "Jackie, what do you want?"
"I just broke up with Fez. And now Steven's being all drunk and weird. And now-"
"Wait." Donna stops me. "You broke up with Fez? Why?"
"Because he was just... Fez! I don't know!" I shake my head. "Do I /need/ an explanation?"
Eric laughs slightly. "You know, she's got a point."
Donna punches him lightly on the arm. "No, she doesn't." She turns to me. "Fez is a great guy, and he's been friends with us for years now. Why do you have to go and break his heart?"
I smile. "Well, you see, Donna, I didn't-"
"You know, Jackie, I think you did. I think you're just too heartless to even notice. You think everybody is unworthy of you and it seems like you won't give anybody a chance." She stops to think, then starts again. "You just... you've always been that way! You need to think less of yourself and more of other people! God, you're so /selfish/!"
I stare at her, unable to speak. Donna has never told me off like that before, for as long as I've known her. Finally, I grasp the ability to speak again.
"Well, you know, Donna, if I'm so selfish, then I guess it won't make a difference to you whether I'm here or not, will it?" Without giving her a chance to answer, I rush upstairs to grab my coat. I'm about to walk out the side door when Steven comes up to me.
"Jackie," he says quietly, touching my arm lightly.
"Steven, I don't have time for this." I slam the door shut behind me and get in my car. I'm so upset right now. I don't even know where to go. I'm just going to keep on driving until maybe, I'll want to stop.