Look everyone, an update! A short one, but still. I was so uninspired with this story, but I've got a couple of ideas bouncing around now. If anyone else has any thoughts on what should happen, I'd love to hear them. As always, reviews are wonderful!

Chapter 11

Previously…Jackie goes back to New York, leaving Hyde a quite pathetic version of his former self. Donna has left for Madison, and now Hyde has to deal with our favorite candy-obsessed foreigner alone …

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"Fez, I swear to God, if you don't stop dancing in my store, I'll rip your legs off!"

"Hyde, just because you are alone and pathetic, that doesn't give you the right to take away everyone else's happiness. And dancing makes me happy."

"It's also scaring away my customers! You already broke that guy's glasses with your spazzing arms. Now turn off the ABBA and sit down!"

"Fine!" Fez shouted, ripping off the head phones. "You do not like my dancing? I will go. Good day."

Hyde said nothing. Fez wasn't sure how to respond.

"Um…I said good day!" Fez said and he stomped out of the store.

"Fez, turn off the ABBA!" Hyde called after him, but he was already gone. "Damnit," he muttered. Hyde walked over to the record machine and yanked the pop album out of it. He stormed over to the door and threw the disc out after his retreating friend. A short woman with a toddler in a stroller looked at Hyde nervously. "What?" he barked at her as he walked back to the counter. She quickly turned her stroller around and exited the store.

"You know, I think you're scaring away more customers than Fez is," a voice said from behind him.

"Shut up Randy."

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I don't wanna close my eyes

I don't wanna fall asleep 'cause I-

Hyde smacked the radio dial of the El Camino until the song changed. "Freaking Aerosmith," he muttered angrily. He hated hearing that song now, all because of Jackie. That midget had ruined Aerosmith for him! He peeled the car around a corner, cutting off some old guy in a white Volvo. Hyde flipped him off and drove faster.

Hyde sighed and screeched to a halt at a red light. He banged his head against the steering wheel a few times to release some anger. What the hell is wrong with me? he thought, closing his eyes. Jackie was gone, and suddenly he'd become a wound up, pissed off, sexually frustrated asshole. And some might think that wasn't much of a change (well, maybe not the sexually frustrated part), but his closest friends knew it was. Hyde was lonely. And he hated that.

The light finally turned green and he pressed the gas pedal to the floor. Maybe if he drove fast enough, he could forget.

Of course, it didn't work.

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Jackie sighed when she saw the rubber band hanging from the doorknob. She dropped her bag and pounded on the door to her dorm room until her roommate finally opened it a crack and peeked through.

"Um…Jackie? Remember when we talked about the meaning of the rubber band?" the blonde asked, slightly annoyed that her friend had come back from class early. Jackie rolled her eyes.

"Just shut up and let me in, Alice," she said tiredly.

"I can't, Jackie." She gestured with her head to the back of the room, where her bed was. Jackie's eyes widened.

"Oh no. Please, God, no. Not Ryan again?" she hissed loudly, shoving the door. It opened a little wider, giving Jackie a glimpse of the sheet draped around Alice's otherwise naked body. And of the man currently lying in her bed. Also naked. He sat up.

"Hey, what's up Jackie?" he asked with a smile. "Back so soon?" Alice smiled guiltily. Jackie glared at her and pulled her by the wrist out into the hallway.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? That guy is a total ass! After what happened with him, you said you were taking a break from guys before I left. You didn't even last two weeks!"

"Jackie, calm down, I've got a plan! We're not gonna have a real relationship. It'll be fine."

"Oh really? How will it be fine?"

"We'll fool around until he falls in love with me, then I'll kick him to the curb. That should give me enough time to find someone as good in bed as he is," Alice said matter-of-factly. Jackie sighed again and closed her eyes. As much as she liked her new roommate, the girls' slightly slutty ways were tough to get used to. Especially when she had to listen to her going at it with someone different every other night.

"All right, fine. I just finished my business class and I'm way too tired to fight with you. But can you please do this fooling around at his dorm? I am in desperate need of a good nights sleep."

Alice frowned. "But he has a really gross roommate and-" she stopped at Jackie's distraught expression. "Okay, okay, I'll put up with it," she said quickly. "But if disgusting Al secretly videotapes me and Ryan and sells it for his crack money, I'm blaming you."

Jackie smirked. "Duly noted. Now, get yourself and your sex toy the hell out of my room!" They both turned around at the sound of a deep voice from the doorway.

"Did someone call me?" Ryan asked arrogantly. Jackie rolled her eyes.

"Well, now that your both nicely covered up and out of bed, why don't you leave?" Jackie walked into her room and slammed the door without waiting for an answer. But, being the nice person that she was, she threw a random sundress and a pair of flip flops out the door for her friend. Alice called out a thank you, knowing how rare these non-selfish moments were for Jackie.

The brunette collapsed onto her bed the moment she was sure they were gone. Jackie rolled onto her stomach and buried her face into her pillow. She had been back for a week and, instead of getting easier, living alone had gotten harder and harder. She was too exhausted to even cry, no matter how much she wanted to. She felt empty. Steven was halfway across the country in their home and all she wanted was to go back and be with him in any way possible. Why the hell had she decided to come back to college? Stupid Donna. She just had to brainwash Jackie into being an independent, self-respecting, driven woman when she was perfectly happy living with her Steven, sleeping on his tiny cot. She should have known not to listen to a redhead. They are not to be trusted. With a heavy heart, Jackie leaned over to her nightstand and flicked off the light. She fell asleep to the sound of her own muffled sobs.

I know, it's short and depressing, but I'm really tired so you're lucky to see this at all. Jk. Please review!!