Disclaimer: I do NOT own That 70's Show. I think that's quite clear by now

A/N: I know I said I'd have an update last week, buuuut...work got INSANE! Still is. Boo. But please enjoy!


"Donna, are you okay?" Eric asked me. To tell the truth, I wasn't okay. But I couldn't tell him that. I didn't want him to worry at all.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I told him as I went to stand up. I was really thirsty and decided I'd go get me a glass of water or a Pepsi. "Just a litte bit thirsty."

"Do you want me to get you anything? Water? Pepsi?" He asked. He was such a sweet guy. The perfect boyfriend. Any girl would be lucky to have him. So why was I thinking about the little brunette the entire time?

"Um, no, I can get it," I said as I left my room. Thankfully he didn't follow me.

I made my way to the kitchen and opened the refigerator. The only thing in there was orange juice, so I opted for a glass of water. I sat at the kitchen table thinking of what to do, but mostly I stared at the orange flowers that were printed on the glass. I was zoned out and hadn't noticed Eric come into the kitchen.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I jumped at his voice, causing water to spill on my top. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

"I'm fine," I told him again, "I just didn't hear you come into the room."

"You seen a little distant, why didn't you stay at Jackie's?" He asked. I really didn't want to be around anyone right now, and him asking questions wasn't helping my mood all that much.

"I wasn't feeling too well, but I feel better now that I took a nap," I lied again.

I really wish I would stop. But what other choice did I have? Tell my boyfriend that I kissed a girl and then it freaked me out and I ran off, and now kissing him isn't the same? Yeah right, that would not be good. Lying was the only choice I had.

"Okay, well do you wanna come watch The Rocky Horror Picture Show with me and the guys?" he offered. As much as I loved the movie, I didn't feel up for being around Kelso, Fez, and Hyde so I just shook my head no. "Okay, well if you want to you can always come hang in the basement." he said before kissing me on the forehead and leaving.

Finally I thought to myself. I put the empty glass in the sink and went back to my room to change my top. As I was pulling on a dry t-shirt I heard the phone ring. I ran to the kitchen to grab it, knowing my parents were probably up to something I didn't want to think about in their room.

"Hello," I answered, not bothering with formalities.

"Donna?" Jackie's voice caught me off guard. Why was she calling? I didn't want to talk to her right now. Not one bit.

"Yeah," I wasn't going to be rude and hang up on her, even though that's what I really wanted to do at that exact moment.

"Can we please talk about earlier?" she asked. I could hear worry in her voice. Why was everyone sounding like that tonight?

"Not now Jackie," I told her. I didn't want to have this conversation over the phone.

"Well when?" she seemed a bit impatient now. Gosh, this girl and her mood swings.

"Tomorrow, I need to sleep on this. Come over in the morning and we'll talk," I told her. At least I was giving myself some time, even though I knew that I wouldn't get much figured out tonight.

"Okay, I'll see you then Donna," she said. "Goodbye."

"Goodbye," I told her before I heard a click. I hung up the phone and decided I should get some more sleep. Hopefully I wouldn't have weird dreams again. In the morning I had to face my fears.


A/N: I know it's short and more of a filler, sorry. But the next chapter will be much better, promise! :) Reviews = happier preggo woman, and quicker updates. :P

~Domi~