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*Hyde's POV
I dip out of my last class before lunch about five minutes early, and make may way down the hall. I stop when I have a good view of the door that leads to Jackie's class. As soon as the bell rings, students began to pour from the room. I search for her head among the masses, and finally spot her. As usual she is surrounded by a group of gossiping girls. I push through the crowd and fall into step beside Jackie, draping an arm around her shoulders. She looks over, her face set in a scowl. But then her eyes meet mine behind my aviators, and a smile replaces the glare.
"Hey, babe." I say.
"Hi, Steven. I didn't think you would be here today." she says, before she brushes her sticky pink lips against my cheek.
"Why's that?" I ask.
"Cause its Monday." Jackie says.
"Yeah, well, even I have to go to class sometimes." I answer.
Jackie rolls her eyes, then turns her attention back to her friends. All of them are staring at us as if we have each grown an extra set of eyes.
"What were you saying about Brad Cooper, Stace? Don't tell me you slept with him." Jackie says in a horrified tone.
I laugh out loud; "Brad Cooper? That guy's so dumb he makes Kelso look smart."
Jackie presses her lips together in an attempt to keep from laughing. Pam and Stacy both glare at me.
"Ex-cuse me, but no one asked you. Why don't you get lost, weirdo." Stacy says, bitchily.
"That's okay, I'm good." I say.
Jackie's friends look, while hard to believe that it is possible, even more scandalized.
"Oh get over yourself, Stace. Come on, Steven. I have to stop by my locker." Jackie says, and she tugs me away from her friends with surprising strength.
I grin over my shoulder and wave to the group of girls. They are all staring after us with wide eyes and slightly open mouths.
"Sorry about them. They're bitches." Jackie says quietly.
"Are you kidding? That was the highlight of my day. Man, I love pissing off Cheerleaders." I say with a twisted smile.
"Yeah, I could have guessed that. You're so good at it." Jackie replies as we reach her locker.
I tug playfully at a strand of her hair, and she bats my hand away. She stuffs her backpack into the locker but keeps her purse. She digs inside of it for a tube of her sticky, sweet-smelling lip gloss, and applies a liberal amount. Then she checks her reflection in the magnetized mirror that hangs on the inside of her locker door.
"Come on, you already know you look sexy. Let's go." I say, as I snap her locker shut.
"Hey, I wasn't finished!" Jackie pouts, but she doesn't resist as I began to pull her down the hall.
"Do you really think I look sexy?" she asks slyly after a few moments of silence.
I glance at her, then grin. I jerk her into a nearby, empty stairwell, and press her back against the wall.
"You look so sexy, I could fuck you right now." I whisper into her ear.
Jackie's eyes meet mine, and a devilish little smirk plays at her glossy lips.
"Oh really?" she asks, in a husky whisper.
Her lips brush against mine as she speaks and my resistance breaks. I press my mouth into hers, flattening her against the wall. My hands grasp her hips, while her hands tangle in my hair. My sunglasses press against her cheek. Jackie breaks the kiss, removes the glasses from my face, and tucks them into the front of my shirt instead. Then she continues her assault on my mouth. I feel my jeans becoming tighter as her tongue wrestles with mine. My hands wonder from her hips and down to her tight ass. She moans gently against my mouth as I squeeze her cheeks. I reach down, until my hands are on her upper thighs, and I jerk her legs apart. I pull the skirt of her dress up until I can see her panties, and I smile at her.
"Steven, we could get caught." Jackie says quietly, as I run my thumb over the outside of her red silk panties.
"So?" I ask.
Before she can answer, I grab her by the back of each thigh, and hoist her tiny body into my arms. I start kissing her again, and she relaxes into the kiss. Her protests dying against my lips. Her arms wrap around my neck again. Holding her in place with one hand, I reach the other down, and unbutton my pants. At the sound of my zipper, Jackie pulls her mouth from mine.
"Steven, what are you doing!?" she gasps.
I have already managed to free my erection from the confines of my pants, and I press it against the outside of her panties. I can feel how wet she is through them, and know that she wants this as much as I do. Even if she won't admit it.
"I told you, I want to fuck you." I say, as my fingers travel to her panties, and push them to the side.
"Steven! We are going to get caught. We can't do this right, ahh, right now." Jackie gasps out as I press myself inside of her.
"Guess we will just have to make it quick then." I whisper, and cover her mouth with mine.
My hands find her hips and I use the wall to steady her while I thrust in and out of her wet hole, hard and fast. Jackie cries out twice, before she bites down on my shoulder to drown out the sound. I can feel myself reaching the edge, and I pound her even harder. Jackie bites into my shoulder so hard that it hurts but I am beyond caring. I spill my seed into her a second later, and for a moment we stand there. Her body pressed against the wall, mine forehead resting against hers. Both of us breathing heavily. A sound at the top of the stairs causes both of us to jump. Quickly and quietly, I set Jackie down, and stuff myself back into my jeans. Then I grab Jackie's hand, and lead her back into the hallway.
*Jackie's POV
Oh my god! I can not believe Steven and I had sex, in the stairwell, during school! I think, as he leads me into the hallway. We start to walk towards the cafeteria in silence. Steven slips his hand from mine and drapes his arm around my shoulders instead. That was so wrong. So wrong. But so hot. I can still feel a vast amount of wetness between my thighs and make a mental note to make a trip to the bathroom soon. Steven leads the way into the lunch room, and over to the table where Donna, Eric, Michael, and the foreign kid are all sitting.
"Damn, Hyde. Where have you been?" asks Eric, as he looks over at Steven and me.
Steven sits right beside Eric, and I sit down on Steven's other side. The whole table is staring at us. Their faces looking as shocked as my own friends had at the sight of us together.
"Oh don't tell me you're hanging out with her again." Eric groans.
"Hey, you should be grateful that I'm sitting here. Maybe now some people may actually know that you exist." I say to Eric.
"People… know I exist… Some… people, know I exist." Eric mutters.
"Hyde? What are you doing hanging out with Jackie? I told you I like her, man." Kelso says in a loud whisper.
"So, Hyde, why did it take you guys so long to get here? You know lunch started like twenty minutes ago, right?" Eric says loudly.
I feel my cheeks flush. I am certain that my hair is a mess, and probably my make-up too. When I glance at Steven, I notice that some of my foundation rubbed off onto his black shirt while I bit down on his shoulder. Somehow, Steven manages to keep a straight face. I try to do the same.
"Jackie had to stop at her locker and stare at her own reflection for like twenty minutes." says Steven.
I elbow him in the ribs, but I am secretly, and pleasantly, surprised that he didn't tell them the truth. Yet. He's just waiting until you're not around to brag about it. My inner voice taunts. I mentally curse myself for being so stupid. I had been so proud of myself for not having sex with him last night at the lake. And now, less than twenty-four hours later, I've ruined it. And now he will probably ditch me like a bad habit. The very thought was enough to make me want to scream. I had to talk to some one about this. Someone who knew and understood Steven. My eyes travel up the table, and land on Donna. Bingo.
"I have to go to the bathroom." I announce, my voice cutting through the guys' bickering.
I jump up from the bench, and make it about three steps before I turn back. I was expecting Donna to go with me, like girls usually do, but she is still sitting at the table with the boys.
"Donna!" I say.
She jumps, glances uncertainly at the guys, and finally stands up. Once she reaches me, I loop my arm through hers and steer her out of the cafeteria. As soon as we are in the hallway, I round on Donna.
"Look, Donna, if we're gonna be friends,"
"Who said we were going to be friends?"
"…then you need to learn how to act like a girl." I continue as if she had not interrupted me.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Donna asks, tugging her arm from mine.
"It means you need to learn girl code. Like, if I say; 'I have to go to the bathroom.' It means that I need to talk to you. Got it?" I ask bossily.
"What do you say if you actually have to go to the bathroom?" Donna asks.
I roll my eyes; "You're supposed to go with me either way, Donna!"
"Alright, alright. Chill out." she says.
I grab her arm again, and pull her into the nearest girls room. A quick glance around tells me the place is empty.
"Okay, so I wanted to talk to you about Steven." I say, as I step into a stall and close the door behind me.
"Okay… What's up?" Donna voices replies after a long pause.
Quickly I clean myself up, flush the toilet, and exit the stall. Donna is standing by the sinks, examining her reflection in the mirror. So she does have some girly habits.
"Well, we've been, fooling around. For awhile now. It all started just before homecoming." I find myself telling Donna about the whole thing, while I reapply my make-up and fix my hair. I tell her about how we first started hanging out, and his refusal to go to the dance with me. I tell her about Chip drugging my punch and Steven saving me. I coax her into letting me put some make-up on her while I continue to talk. Finally I get her up to speed on everything that has happened between Steven and I. All the way up to the lake last night and the stairwell less than an hour ago.
"And he hasn't said anything about any of this to you guys?" I ask Donna, slightly breathless from talking so quickly.
Donna's mouth is slightly open, and she is staring at me. I am guessing that she is shocked by the details of my sex life. I remind myself that she doesn't have any girl-friends to talk about these kinds of things with.
"Well, its not really in Hyde's nature to talk about his feelings. But I knew that there was something going on between you two." Donna finally replies, as she tares her eyes from me, and examines her own reflection again.
I have just finished the last touches on her make-up.
"Wow. I look hot!" she says in surprise. "Thanks Jackie."
"Told you I knew what I was doing." I say back.
For a moment we stand there, not saying anything. I break the silence first.
"So, do you think Steven likes me? Or is he just using me for sex?" I ask.
"Jackie, if Hyde were just using you for sex, he would have tried to have sex with you a lot sooner. And then he would never talk to you again. Trust me, he likes you." she says, and I allow her to lead the way out of the bathroom. "Why else do you think he went to Homecoming?" Donna adds.
When we return to the table, Kelso and Fez are both gone. Donna and I sit down side-by-side across from the two remaining boys.
"What took you two so long?" asks Steven, eyeing Donna and I suspiciously.
I know what that he is wondering the same thing I am; Did he tell his friends while we were gone?
"I was showing Donna the proper way to apply eye-liner." I say innocently, waving a hand towards Donna's face to showcase my work.
"Wow, Donna. You look even hotter than usual." says Eric, grinning at his girlfriend.
"Thanks, Eric." she says, and they lean over the table to kiss. "Where did Kelso and Fez go?" she asks, glancing from Eric to Steven.
"Kelso was acting like a baby, and he tried to hit me. I hit him back, he got mad and stormed away. Fez followed." Steven rattles off.
We spend the rest of the lunch hour talking and laughing. Steven's arm drapes around my shoulders again within minutes of my return and my doubts about his feelings for me melt away.
The next couple days pass in a similar fashion, minus the quickie in the stairwell. I sit with Steven and his friends at lunch. Michael doesn't talk to me much, but I don't care. In fact, I prefer that Michael ignore me. I talk to Donna in the halls, and even hang out at the Forman's house almost everyday after school. Wednesday being the only exception, and only because I had Cheer practice. Once practice is over, I decide to visit Steven at the Foto Hut, since I know he is working tonight. And I know that no one is home at my place. Mom is in Mexico again and Dad will be out with his work buddies until about midnight.
*Hyde's POV
(The Foto Hut)
"Hyde, man, why do you keep smiling? You're freaking me out, man." says Leo.
I force my face back into my usual indifferent expression, mental cursing a certain annoying brunette who won't stop drifting into my mind. And every time she does, my stupid mouth starts smiling. It's fucking insane.
"It's, uh, it's just this joint man. I'm so baked, I can't stop smiling." I say, holding the joint out to Leo.
"I dunno man, you were smiling when you got here." Leo says.
Damn him. For once he is actually focusing on something, and its something I do not want to talk about. Then again, Leo will probably forget everything I tell him by tomorrow anyway.
"Alright, fine. There's this chick, she's like way out of my league, but for some reason," I shake my head, why am I saying this shit out loud? "I don't know, its like she likes me, for some reason. And…" Fuck.
"Ooh, I get it. Hyde, man, you're in love!" Leo starts laughing.
"What? No! I never said anything like that, you're crazy Leo. Lay off the dope man." I say, and snatch the joint from him.
Before he can say anything back, the door swings open slowly, revealing Jackie Burkhart. Fuck. She is still in her Cheerleading uniform. Double fuck.
"Um, sorry little girl, but you can't be in here." Leo says, eyeing Jackie.
"Excuse me? I am not a little girl!" Jackie snaps.
"It's cool, Leo. She's my,… she's a friend." I say quickly, jumping between Leo and Jackie before she rips his beard off.
"Jackie, this is Leo, my boss. Leo, Jackie." I say, indicating to each of them in turn.
"Hi." Jackie says bitchily, with a small wave.
She turns her back on Leo, and smiles at me.
"So, this is where you work?" she says, glancing around the tiny space.
"Yep." I say.
"Cool. What do you do here?" she asks.
"Well, mostly we sit around, smoke joints, and occasionally we make photos." I say.
Jackie laughs. Forgetting that Leo is still in the room, I lean down, and press my mouth to hers. My arms wrap around her waist, and my tongue slides into her open mouth. Leo clears his throat loudly and we break apart. Jackie's cheeks turn pink.
"Uh, man, I think you could get in trouble for that. She's like, twelve." Leo says seriously.
My hand twitches, and I have to fight the urge to sock him. If he were Forman or Kelso or Fez, I would deck him. But I look up to Leo, so I can't hit him. He's just so dumb sometimes.
"Leo, man, Jackie is in high school." I say loudly, indicating her cheerleading uniform.
I turn back to Jackie; "So, what are you doing here?" I ask.
"Oh, I just wanted to see where you work. I can go, if you want." she says quickly.
"No." I say, too loudly. "Uh, I mean, you don't have to. You can hang out, if you want."
"Sure." she says, smiling knowingly at me.
"Oh! This is the chick you were telling me about." Leo says suddenly.
I glare at him, and again I have to fight the urge to hit him.
"Oh, we never finished this." I say loudly, snatching the joint from the ashtray I stashed it in when Jackie showed up.
"Someone is looking in here man." says Leo, pointing to the window.
"Yeah, that's a customer. You better help him, Leo. I got the last two." I say.
The old hippie shrugs, and goes to the window.
"Sorry about him." I whisper to Jackie. "He's done a lot of drugs. A ton of drugs. But he's a good guy."
"It's okay. I get that shit all the time, because I'm so petite." Jackie says matter-of-factly.
I roll my eyes at her, but that stupid smiles creeps back onto my face again. I feel like I'm losing my damn mind. Jackie ends up hanging out for the rest of my shift. We smoke, joke around with Leo, and play cards. Jackie kicks our asses at every game I pick. Around 9:45 Leo says I can leave.
"Are you sure, man?" I ask.
"Yeah, go ahead. I'll close up." he says.
"Cool. See ya, Leo, man." I say, as I shake his hand.
"It was nice meeting you, Mister…. Hippie." says Jackie, and she follows me outside.
"When do mommy and daddy expect you to be home?" I ask her.
"Eight-thirty on school nights." she says innocently.
"That was over an hour ago." I remind her.
"I know. But they're never home at eight-thirty to make sure that I'm home. My mom is on vacation again and my dad always has 'meetings' with his co-workers on Wednesdays. He's never home before midnight." Jackie says in one breath.
I open my mouth to say something, but Jackie rushes on.
"That's kind of why I came here tonight, Steven. I didn't want to be alone." she says the last part in a whisper that I can barely hear.
There is a vulnerability in her voice that I have not heard before. I'm not sure why, but I don't think she would say something like that in front of anyone but me. Its like she trusts me. As much as the thought scares the shit out of me, I find myself wanting to comfort her. I reach out, and tug her into my arms.
"I can come hang out at your place until your dad gets home, or whatever." I say in a gruff whisper.
"Thanks, Steven." she mumbles into my chest.
I follow behind Jackie's car in my El Camino, but park on the other side of the street like she advised me to before we left. Her enormous house is dark when we pull up, confirming her parents absence. Somehow when I look at the darkened windows, I picture the little shake I grew up in, in its place. I meet Jackie in by the front door, and she unlocks it.
"Come on, let's go to my room. I need to get out of this." she says, tugging at the skirt of her cheerleading uniform.
"Ha, yeah you do." I say, eyeing her up and down. "But its not going to be that easy." I add, whispering into her ear as I catch her around the waist from behind.
"What do you mean?" Jackie asks, craning her neck to look back at me.
"It means that I have been waiting a long time to get you alone in that uniform." I say, still whispering into her ear.
Then I turn her in my arms, and toss her over my shoulder. It's an easy feat considering she only weighs about 95 pounds. Her skirt flips up and her tiny ass is right in my face. I can tell that she isn't wearing underwear under her 'spanky's'.
"Damn Jackie, I always assumed you wore underwear under these things." I say, snapping the elastic band against her smooth white cheek.
"Steven! Put me down, you perv!" Jackie squeals.
"Not a chance." I replay.
She struggles a little but when I almost lose my balance on the stairs she gives up. I carry her all the way into her room.
"Where is the light switch?" I ask.
"On the wall, to the right of the door." Jackie replies. "Now will you put me down?"
Ignoring her question, I find the switch on the wall, flip on the lights, and carry Jackie over to her bed. I throw her down onto it. She shrikes in surprise. I climb on top of her, and start kissing her. I circle each of her tiny wrists with my hands, and draw her arms up over her head, while continuing to kiss her. I slide my left hand over both of her wrists, and fish in my pocket for the item that I snuck in from my El Camino. Hoping that Jackie won't notice what I am up to until it is too late.
