A/N: Okay, so this is just a super-amazing song, so I felt inclined to write another song fic. This is going to be like Let the Flames Begin, with multiple chapters. It'll be in different parts, and I'll let you know how old people are in each, so you have an idea. Please keep an open mind, read, and review! This is for jackiehyde4eva, for awesomeness when it comes to my stories. Thanks so much!

"We were both young when I first saw you.

I close my eyes, and the flashback starts.

I'm standing there, in the back in the mid-summer air.

See the lights, see the party the ballgowns.

See you make your way right through the crowd and say hello.

Little did I know…

That you were Romeo and you were throwing pebbles.

And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet."

And I was crying on the staircase, begging you please don't go

And I said, "Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.

I'll be waiting, all that's left to do is run.

You'll be the prince, and I'll be the princess.

It's a love story, baby, just say yes."

-"Love Song," Taylor Swift

Part 1: Eighth Grade (Hyde) and Seventh Grade (Jackie)

"Why, Forman?" Hyde asked. "Why would you make me go to this stupid Halloween party? The only point of Halloween is scary movies, playing pranks on people, and stealing candy. We've been over this."

"Because- because I said so, and because we can play plenty of pranks when we get back from the party," Eric replied, not actually wanting to reveal his real reasoning behind going to the party.

Hyde turned and looked at him in the face. "No. It's because Donna's going to be there, isn't it?" he sneered. "You just wanna go and be with your girlfriend on Halloween."

"She's not my girlfriend!" Eric squeaked.

"She's just here, all of the time, and she likes you, and you like her, and you two are practically half in love," Hyde replied.

"Just you wait," said Eric. "One day, you're going to find a girl that you like, and you're going to see how it is."

"Don't worry about that, Forman, I won't be all googly-eyed for a girl like you," Hyde snickered.

"Sure, you won't," Eric whispered, as the two of them went off to go get ready for the party that was to be in an hour.

"Who's having this party, anyway?" Hyde asked.

"Some Jackie girl," Eric replied casually.

"Jackie? Burkhart?" Hyde asked. "Isn't she the one with the mansion?"

Eric nodded.

"Nice."

"Hyde, what are you going to do in there? You're only thirteen; what can you do to mess this party up?" Eric asked in puzzlement.

"Don't worry, man, I'll find a way," said Hyde, grinning.

Hyde looked around him, letting out a low whistle. This was a nice place. This was the kind of place that he and his folks thought were castles. An, in a way, it kind of was. All done up for tonight, it looked like something straight out of a fairytale.

That could also be due partly to the hostess, who in her effort to have the perfect party, had demanded that everyone come dressed up like they lived in a storybook- knights, princes, kings, queens, princesses, the like.

In an effort to maintain his sanity- and mess with Little Miss Perfect Hostess' party- he had planned on going as a dragon. "Hey, it fits the theme!" he had said, grinning, when Forman had yelled at him.

Instead, Kitty had a costume dress up for him. The moment he heard that Mrs. Forman had heard about the theme, he knew it was all over. It was either something stupid, or not go at all, which meant that he couldn't play a prank on spoiled little Jackie.

He walked in through the door with Eric- who gasped- and walked around, looking for someone who would be worthwhile to talk to tonight, before he started knicking stuff from the house, that is, seeing as Forman and Donna would be all goo-goo eyed all night.

He scanned the room. The first girl that he saw was the one he would speak to. He looked up. There she was.

She caught his eye, and locked eyes with him as he walked towards her, not really minding all of the people in his way.

She smiled widely, and he could already feel a small smile forming on his face as well.

"That's an awfully nice costume you've got there," she said, eyeing his costume with a friendly smirk. She was teasing him, he guessed, but nicely- unlike he would've done.

"Yeah, it wasn't by choice," he said, grimacing, gesturing to his half-prince, half-knight costume. As Mrs. Forman had explained it, he was rich and honorable- at least for tonight. But he hated it. "Who tells you what you have to wear to a costume party? I mean, isn't that just completely stupid?" he asked, ranting a little.

Her smile faded a little as she made a face, pressing her lips together uncomfortably. "Um. Oh, well. I did," she said, blushing.

Oops. Hyde took in her appearance- the too-nice-to-be-fake pink silk, the perfectly-done hair, the all-too-real diamonds that glittered as a crown on her head- and realized. The way she walked around the house, and seemed to fit right in here. She wasn't just dressed up as a princess. In this castle of a house, in that dress, in that crown, she really was a princess. "Oh, well, um, it's a very nice house," he said, uncomfortable. "Uh, Jackie, right?" he said, knowing the answer already.

She nodded. "And you're Steven, right?" she asked back. "You came in with Eric, who is probably already off somewhere talking to Donna, or holding hands, or something like that, and she said he was only bringing one friend, and that Michael was getting here on his own?" She said this in on breath, adding a question mark at the end, adding to Hyde's amazement of her.

"It's Hyde, actually," he said. "I don't really go by Steven. But yeah, that was Eric, and Kelso's over there- the one trying to stick his head in the punchbowl."

She laughed. "Donna said that's the kind of thing that Michael does. So," she threw in casually, as they started walking away from the party scene and out to the balcony. "You don't like the whole costume idea?"

He looked at her, her big eyes, hopeful and hurt, poorly concealing her emotions. He sighed. "Naw, I was just- I was just kidding about that," he said. "I just have a hard time with costumes in general," he added, offering her a small smile.

She beamed at him, her whole face lighting up. "Oh, do you really think so?"

He nodded, knowing that if it were anybody else, he would've laughed at them, and walked away. But he couldn't do that to her. It was strange, this whole connection he felt with her, but he liked it. She seemed cool.

They sat out there all night, until the party was over, and the last few guests were leaving. Forman, whose hand had been glued to Donna's hand for the past few hours, came up and told him that their ride was there.

"Bye, Jackie," he said, turning to go, giving her one last smile.

"Bye, Steven!" she called out sweetly.

He considered turning back around, telling her that no, she had it wrong, his name was Hyde. But he didn't. Maybe he liked it. Maybe, he thought as he walked to the Forman's car out in the driveway, a smile tugging at his lips.

"So, Hyde, where were you all night?" asked Eric when they got back to the basement.

"Uh, um. Stealing stuff," Hyde said evasively.

"No, no, you were with Jackie. Donna and I saw you," Eric replied smugly.

"Wow, Forman, you've really gotten better on that whole spying thing!" Hyde said sarcastically.

"Don't change the subject!" Eric demanded. "What is up with you and that girl?"

"Nothing, man," Hyde said. "We were just talking."

"Talking?"

"Talking."

The phone rang. Hyde looked over at it, wondering who it was, as Eric picked it up.

"Hello? Oh, Jackie, it's you!" Eric said, in mock-excitement, making kissy faces at Hyde. "Oh, uh-huh? Really? Huh, okay then, here he is," said Eric, handing the phone over to Hyde, barely containing his giggles.

"Hi, Jackie," Hyde said, his voice getting unintentionally soft.

"Hey," she said. "I was wondering if you wanted to come over tomorrow, and, you know, just hang out," she said, sounding a little scared.

Hyde smiled at the phone, picturing the girl in her pink dress, her crown on her head, sitting in her little castle, just waiting to call him. "Sure," he said. "Tomorrow."

"Maybe at twelve?" she offered. "I know how to make a good lunch."

He grinned. "I can't say no to that," he said. "See you then, Jackie."

He hung up the phone. "Shut it, Forman."

It'd only been a couple months now, but here, in the chilly December weather, it felt like forever.

Hyde knew Jackie well enough now to know how she wanted things, for the most part. All he had to do was take a situation, and make it as highly ridiculous and romantic and fairytale-like as humanly possible, and she would love it.

So, that was how he made his decision. They had been on dates, and saw each other every day, but officially, the girlfriend-boyfriend thing was up to him. Which was why he was standing out here on Christmas Day- her favorite holiday- in the snow- her favorite weather- with a green and pink box- her favorite colors- containing a present- her favorite thing.

Jackie opened the door, ushering him inside quickly. "Steven!" she gasped. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Uh, I, uh, came here to give you this," he said gruffly, holding up the box.

"Oh, Steven, it's a present!" she squealed. She rushed into the living room, and sat on the floor, on a pile of new, large expensive-looking pillows. She unwrapped it quickly, and immediately jumped up, and rushed into his arms. "Oh, Steven!"

He had gotten her a princess crown, one that reminded him of the one she had worn for her Halloween party- this one, of course, much less real- with a little tag that read Will you be my girlfriend, Jackie?

"Of course I will!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around him, and giving him a peck on the cheek. She pulled him over to the couch, and they watched Christmas movies all day, Jackie wearing her princess crown, and Hyde wearing a huge smile.

It was February, and Jackie had come to him, crying.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"My dad," she said. "I can't believe him, Steven, I just can't! I went home last night, and he called me into his office, and he said that he had seen us hanging out a lot together, and he asked if we were dating, and I said yes, and he says he doesn't want me seeing you anymore!" she wailed.

Hyde's face went Zen in all of about three seconds. "So, you don't want to be together anymore?" he asked, his voice completely void of any and all emotion.

"No!" she said, her eyes wide. "I never wanted that!" The look of shock and hurt on her face made him feel relieved- clearly, she wanted to still be with him. "I just wanted to tell you, Steven, but we can still be together, can't we? And just hide it from my dad? Hmm? Do you mind terribly?" she asked.

He smiled at her. "Of course not. It'll be fine."

"Oh, Steven," she said, hugging him. "It'll be just like a story! You know, I was just reading one where there was this princess, and she met this prince, and they fell in love, but the princess' daddy wouldn't let her marry the prince, and so she-"

"Jackie."

"Yes?"

"Stop talking," he said with a chuckle, leaning down to kiss her.

A/N: Okay, so what'd you think? I'll update super-soon, especially if I get more reviews! Thanks so much, you guys! You rock and roll! :D