The Book of Revelations

Verse 1: One of Them

Author's Note: I have not abandoned my other fics, this is just something I am playing with. Let me know what you think. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Not even close to being mine. Damn it.

Jackie Burkhart, 1976

I guess I never realized that in dating one of them, it'd be like dating all of them. But that's what it is really. My Michael is part of a package deal. I mean aside from sex, it's practically impossible to get him alone.

He thinks I hate them. And to be honest, at first I kind of did. But I'm rich, pretty, and popular for crying out loud, and they're, well, scruffy, scrawny, foreign, and abnormally large for a girl. But it isn't that I hate them anymore, it's more that I don't understand. I have friends. Lots and lots of friends, because of course, everyone loves me. But not like these. They have this weird connection that pulls them all together, all the time. I mean even with my cheerleader friends, who are fantastically fashionable and well-groomed, I can only hang out with them so much of the time. But everyday, just about every waking second, Michael wants to be with his friends. Maybe it's because they take comfort in knowing they have four other people to share everything with, from their bag of Doritos to the new episode of Charlie's Angels. Maybe it's because they have all been friends for so long now that it just comes naturally. Whatever it is, I've never experienced anything like it.

They aren't even nice to each other. I swear I hear the word "Burn!" shouted at least twenty times a day. Even Donna and Eric who are just about attached at the face, disgustingly enough, insult and tease each other constantly. But I guess at the end of the day, they all know if they need something the rest of them will be right there, trying to help. In all honesty, they usually end up making things worse, but they always try to help.

Really, though, when I'm honest. I do understand. I can see why when you have four people who know you completely, who accept you totally, and who would do anything they could for you, you wouldn't need or want to hang out with anyone else. I understand it, I just don't know it because I have never been lucky enough to have it.

And really, that's my revelation. I don't hate them. Any of them. I just wish I was one of them.