Author's Note - I know the timeline in comparison to the show might be a little weird but I thought it was cute. Please review and read my other stories if you want! xoxox, that70sbaby
First Period English
Steven, what's the answer?
Jackie, this is English. It's creative writing. There is no right answer
But Steven! I don't know what to write
Write about Michael or something
…
Ok, bad example, another boy. And stop sending me notes! You'll get us caught by
Ms. Felder
Yeah fine, i'll write about a boy.
Stop looking at me like that Steven
Second Period World History
So who'd you write about for your short story
Not telling you
Oy, put that tongue back in your mouth
I'll put my tongue where I want to, thank you very much
Please tell me who, I gotta know
A lady never tells
Fine, a boy who is very special to me
That doesn't give me much at all
You're a smart boy Steven, work it out
I'm repeating my senior year, how smart am I really
Smart enough for this, I'll give you a little clue
Yeah?
He's in this class
Terry Muldrew?
Nooooooooo! He's nasty and he always has boogers in his nose
Okay Jackie, sure. I know those boogers really get you going
Ew Steven, stop!
Third Period Chemistry
Simon Carmichael?
You're dense as hell Steven
Can I read it? Does it say the name?
No, but it's obvious who it's about.
Let me read it Jackie
No
Please. And you know I never say please
Fine
Sometimes I look at him and my heart feels like it's going to jump out of my throat. I think about long hot summers and The Price is Right. I think about running my fingers through his hair. Led Zeppelin plays and I sway, sway, sway. I think about screaming and fighting and kissing to make up. Thinking about him makes me miss sitting in the basement, talking, just talking like we used to do. We don't do that anymore. We pass notes in class but I don't hear him speak. I could listen to his voice all day, but he hates mine. But that's just life, isn't it? Things die, whatever it was died. He doesn't know how much I want to bring it back to life.
Huh
Yeah
Steven, I know it's a lot. Don't answer if you don't want to.
But please answer, Steven
Please
Fourth Period Health
I never should have let you read it. I'm sorry.
Just say something, just write something. Even a little dot.
That's all I need so I know you're ok
.
Thank you Steven
Fifth Period Lunch
Sixth Period Statistics
Seventh Period Study Hall
I never should have wrote it Steven, but you told me to write about a boy and you're the only boy I can think about. Not Terry Muldrew not Simon Carmichael. I can only think about you.
And I feel horrible because I couldn't forgive you for what happened. But I want to forgive you. I know it's too late and that you don't love me anymore but I'm here if you want me.
Sometimes I look at her and my heart nearly jumps out of my throat. I think about long, hot summers and I can't remember a single episode of The Price is Right. I think about her fingers in my hair. My favourite band plays and she dances, her mismatched eyes sparkling. I think about fighting and forgetting what we started for. I think about kissing her and making everything better again. Thinking about her makes me miss sitting in the basement, talking about everything and anything. I used to tell her to stop talking. Now I can't wait to hear her voice in the halls, even if she isn't talking to me. I miss her. But that's just life isn't it? I ruined everything and all I want is to start over.
I love you Steven. I never stopped.
I love you Jackie. I never stopped either.
