A/N: I love it when fanfiction ideas pop into my head while I'm watching TV.
Disclaimer: I don't own that '70s Show. If I did the…. (Smiles)
NOTICE:
Please Keep in mind that this is an AU. The gang is in the 8th grade in the year of 2008- that's why they have cell phones, okay?? Also, I know that Jackie is supposed to be younger than the rest of the gang, but I had to make her the same age to go along with the story.
Prologue…
Jacqueline Beulah Burkhart sighed as she stomped through an untamed field of grass. She was angry at her parents. She was angry at their jobs. She was angry about everything. Her feet seemed to produce fire with each step. Now, why is such a fine young girl so angry? Because she had moved to Point Place, Wisconsin. What was so special about Wisconsin that she had to leave all her friends and popularity behind? What was so great about Wisconsin that made her parents have their jobs transferred there? What was so good about Wisconsin period!? Now she had to start over: make new friends, make a new name for herself, and make everything HER way- and in such a dump of a place too. This was no way to treat Jacqueline Beulah Burkhart. And Jacqueline Beulah Burkhart won't stand for such bad treatment. So, what was she going to do? She was going to runaway. It was the first night her family slept in their new house. But she was restless, and could not stand the new environment any longer- so she packed her bags and left.
Jacqueline growled at the hill she was climbing. Her feet hurt so much and she wished she had at least recharged her iPod before heading out. Before she knew it she was talking to herself to stay entertained, "God, this is so stupid. My parents are so stupid. My life is so stupid! Why can't anything in my life be unstupid!?"
Click.
Jacqueline's ears perked up at the sound of a click. "What was that…?" She whispers to herself.
Click, click, click…click…click…
Her eyes searched throughout the darkness of the night, scared to find anything. Now she was wishing she had stayed in her new home and dealt with it. What if it was a rapist or a serial killer!? Frightened, she clamps her eyes shut and runs for her life- but as she ran, the clicking got louder. And Louder. And- Jacqueline gave out a startled yelp as she tripped and tumbled to the ground. She quickly looked around to see her doom, but instead, she saw something far more unbelievable.
Slowly, she stood up, not even bothering to brush off the dirt on her clothes, and stared at the sight in front of her. It was a pond. A small pond that reflected the moon light from its waters and twinkled with the stars. Astonished, she walks towards the pond.
Click…click. Click…click…
She looks to her right and stares at what was making the clicking sound. It was far more beautiful than the glittering pond before her. It was a boy. The moon light seemed to put him in her spot light. His curly blond hair had fallen into his pale skinned face- hiding his eyes. In his hands was a cell phone with its screen glowing lightly.
Jacqueline felt her heart skip a beat as she hears him sigh and click the buttons on his cell phone.
Click… Click, click, click…click…
"Ya'know… It's rude to stare." Jacqueline's whole life froze in place as the boy's voice slipped into her ears. It was a soft, clear voice that truly touched her heart.
"O-oh… I…I'm so-sorry." She couldn't even mentally slap herself for acting so weak towards this boy. But… this boy…he was nothing like any boy she had ever met.
"You don't need to apologize for anything. I wasn't expecting to see anyone else out here either." She stared at the boy who stared at his cell phone. She wanted him to look at her. She wanted to see his face.
He tilted his head towards her slightly and patted his hand onto the ground next to him. "Why don't you sit down? You look wiped out."
With a small smile, Jacqueline sits next to the boy.
Click, click, click…click, click, click…
"Are you new around here? I've never seen you before." He asks as he continues to click the buttons on his cell phone.
"Y-yeah… I just moved in…" Her voice shook and she was hating herself for that.
"You… look like a classy girl…" Her heart sank as she began to think that he might not like classy girls- girls like herself. "Aren't your parents worried about where you are right now…?"
She thought about his question for a few seconds. Sure, she was angry at her parents for making her move… but what about their feelings…? Maybe they were angry with moving too, and they would be even angrier if she ran away. They would be left heart broken if she left.
"I…I guess they would be worried…" She sighed.
…Click, click, click, click…click, click…click…
Jacqueline shifted uncomfortably as silence filled the dark night. The boy wasn't typing anymore; it looked like he was reading a long paragraph.
Quickly, Jacqueline searched for something to say. Would he want to talk about sports or computer games? Or maybe he was the cool type and would have wanted to talk about music or the type who just didn't want to talk at all. What if he wanted to talk about art? Or fish? Or maybe even Pokémon!?
"So, how do you feel about Pokémon Diamond and Pearl?" He suddenly asks her.
With her jaw dropped and huge bubbly eyes she turns towards him more and stares. He laughs at her expression.
"The game or the show?" She asks quickly.
"The game of course, who watches the show?" He smirks.
For what seemed like hours she talked with him- Most guys would have told her to shut it or not engage in a conversation with her at all. But this boy was obviously not "most guys". They talked about music, video games, TV shows, movies, books, school, shoes- they talked about everything.
"And then my favorite part is-!" Jacqueline starts.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The two of them jump at the sudden beeping coming out from the boy's cell phone. As the beeping was turned off the boy sighed.
"Man… I gotta go…." The boy says as he stands up and brushes off his clothes. Slowly, Jacqueline takes in what the boy had just said.
"Wait… what time is it?" She asks urgently.
"Um… 5'o clock." The boy answers.
"Oh God! My parents are getting up in an hour! I need to get going too!!" Panicking she jumps up and nearly falls over.
He chuckles and she blushes in embarrassment. "So, it looks like you're giving good ol' Point Place another chance."
She smiles and nods at him.
"It was nice meeting you…" He starts.
"Jacqueline. Jacqueline Burkhart." She answers for him.
"That's a pretty fancy name you got there." He smirks and begins to walk away, "Sweet Dreams Jackie."
Jackie…? Did he just call her Jackie?
She smiles at the name. Jackie… it has a nice ring to it- especially with his voice. Then it hit her, what was his name…?
"Wait! I didn't get your name!" She calls out. He's a few feet away, but she could see him clearly in the moon light.
"Names are codes given to us by the government so they can track us down whenever we break the rules. They give us these useless words that determine our life and make us spend money our money on things that resemble our codes to make us feel special."
"…What?" She calls out on instinct.
Slowly, he turns around to face her. And she finally gets a good look at his face…
His icy blue eyes shimmered in the moonlight, his messy blond hair hung down into his unrealistically adorable face. Jackie felt herself melt in his cold eyes- how was it possible for her to talk to him!?
"Life," His voice brought her back into reality, "life is much more complicated than names."
Jackie stared at the boy. The boy who was changing her out look on life.
They said their good byes and the boy turned to go his way.
Smiling to herself, Jackie turns around and walks in the opposite direction of the boy.
She was sad, bitter, and angry when she had found herself at the Pond of Broken Dreams.
He was lonely, cold and bored when he found himself at the Pond of Broken Dreams.
It wasn't until they had found each other that they had finally found themselves happy.
And now that they part ways…
She can't wait to see him again and he can't wait to see her again.
But little do they know that the next time they will meet…
The next time they will meet…
They will be enemies.
End. Prologue.
So, tell me what you think, I know it's a little weird so far but I'm planning to make it better and better.