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Author's Notes: This is what I would like to call a trippy little chapter (with stuff from the show as well as some real life experience). I have about ¾ of chapter 12... I think… written, so that should be up in the next couple of days or so. I swear to god almighty that they WILL be together by chapter 13. I swear. If it makes you feel better Shelia won't be a major character after chapter 12. Also, personally, I will be starting back school on Wednesday as well as taking an extra 10-12hrs at work. I also have a J/E project/story in mind that I'm going to start writing. I may not post it right away (I may, who knows) but I want to assure you amazing readers I will try and keep up with weekly chapters. Thank you all so much for the reviews. You're all amazing!! Happy Readings!!

Jackie was fuming. Absolutely, positively, beyond anger, fuming. She was pushing the wagon down the grocery aisle, throwing things viciously into the cart. Her head hurt, as well as her stomach and neck. The urge to scream, yell, cry, anything to release the anger that was attaching itself to her chest, was strong.

Kitty, who was walking next to the middle of the wagon, kept looking at her list, then at Jackie, and then at the various things in the cart. She would sigh and then look back around the aisle, before returning to the routine of her list, Jackie, and the wagon.

Jackie let out a frustrated noise, making Kitty (as well as a few random bystanders) look at her apprehensively.

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(Earlier)

Standing in the front door was, quite possibly, the last person she thought she'd see. Actually, it was a person she wanted nothing to do with and should call the police on. But, then again, you did get fined these days for calling the police for no reason.

Standing in the front door, in expensive boots and an expensive jacket, was Shelia De'Lencio. Her blonde hair was swooped into a clip, and her eyes were sparkling from the cold air outside.

Jackie made no move to welcome the girl into the house.

"Hyde isn't here." There was a bitterness in her voice and Shelia seemed to pick up on it. The blonde lifted her nose to the air, remaining half in the house, half out.

"I'm not here to see Hyde." There was a bitterness in Shelia's voice and Jackie instantly knew that it was not a good sign if Shelia was not looking for Hyde.

"What? You get tired of him? Wanted to move on to one of the other boys?"

"I try not to take second hand items. Lord only knows how you must have used Eric and Kelso."

"And what makes you think I haven't used Hyde?" Jackie raised an eyebrow. She was well aware of the rumors that circulated around her name. And the boys were hardly the worst of it all.

"Because Hyde is no fool." Shelia ran her tongue across her lips. "He's of a much higher social standing then you. He wouldn't waste his time with little Orphan Annie."

Jackie's eyes instantly narrowed. Like, seriously? Shelia had to be well aware that Jackie could kick her ass without even thinking about it. And, really, a different social standing? Wasn't he the one that was born to a woman who had cheated on her husband, who ran out on her and her unborn child weeks prior to Hyde's birth? Wasn't he the one who went to spend a weekend with his biological father, only to be left there for twelve years? If memory served her right, Hyde liked using the trailer park childhood as a backdrop for his rebellious, cool persona.

"He might not waste his time with me, but let me tell you, he just uses Barbie dolls like you."

Shelia's nose went higher into the air. "He said I was beautiful."

"Pf," Jackie let out a sarcastic laugh. "Honey, that boy has used more girls then you could imagine. You're just one more Barbie doll out of his sister's toy chest."

"I rather be a Barbie doll then a group of boys' rag doll!" Shelia shook her head, retracting her claws slightly. "I did not come here to have a petty argument with a sophomore."

Jackie moved her lips and face, mocking Shelia. The blonde clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth.

"I want you to know that Hyde is mine. I think it be best if you leave him alone."

"What the hell are you on?" Jackie stood up, remaining next to the couch. "Hyde is one of my closest friends! I can't very well stay away from him."

"Well, he told me that you've been sniffing around. He asked me to be his girlfriend this morning. Back off, Orphan Annie."

"You're on crack." Jackie stated, folding her arms.

Shelia smirked and clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth once again. "Don't be jealous, sweetheart. It'll wrinkle your face. Oops, forgot, you don't care. You're just a boy."

It took less then thirty seconds for Jackie to fly from the sofa to the front door. Shelia dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Hair pulling, scratching, and hitting began to envelope the two as they wrestled on the floor.

Neither girl noticed as Eric and Fez walked into the doorway. Fez's mouth dropped open as Eric stared at the two, turned around, walked away from the door, and then walked back inside the doorway next to Fez. He sighed, shaking his head, and rolling his eyes.

He took three steps, went to grab Jackie, got bit by Shelia, pulled back, and cursed loudly. Fez still stood inside the door, his mouth open wide.

Eric coughed, pushed the sleeves of his jacket up, and dove in, pulling up and away with Jackie still fighting in his arms. Shelia stood up, her tongue filled with lethal words. She didn't speak however. Her sea-foam eyes started tearing and with a haughty noise she rushed out of the Forman house.

Jackie continued to fight for another second or two before calming down in Eric's arms. She, then, swiveled around so that she was enclosed in Eric's arms, pressed against his chest.

To anyone else (and apparently Fez), it would have seemed like a lover's embrace. It would have seemed like a sweet gesture on Eric's part. At least until Jackie began screaming and hitting Eric's chest. Going on and on about Hyde and Shelia and dating. Fez's mouth opened once again.

(Present Time)

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Oh, yes, Jackie was fuming. She grabbed a can of soup and flung into the cart, denting the edge of the metal.

Kitty, who had walked in as her 'daughter' wailed physically on her son, grabbed Jackie's arm and announced to the room (Eric and Fez) that they were going food shopping. The girl had been going on and on about the boys and then the Shelia girl and then about becoming a nun. Kitty simply nodded her head, praying that Jackie would calm down.

This was a prayer going unanswered.

"And then Eric asked him if he was going to even try. And he was like 'would you?'. Would you? Kitty, how ridiculously absurd is that? And now he has the balls, the balls, to be going out with Shelia De'Lencio. I should kill him."

Kitty, the wagon, and a steaming Jackie, reached the end of the aisle, turning into the next aisle. Jackie began to grab food the second her shoes hit the edge of the shelves. Kitty looked at her list and then at the wagon. She made a face and looked up to Jackie.

"Darling, you have to stop putting stuff in the wagon. We don't need a bottle of hardboiled eggs."

Jackie made a face and looked down into the wagon. "I'm sorry. I'm just so angry."

Kitty gave her a soft smile and nodded her head. "Jackie, I want to tell you that everything is going to work out. But, you know, those boys of ours." Kitty shook her head. "They're stubborn."

Jackie let out a groan of sorts. Obviously this was not the answer or wisdom she wanted to hear.

"This is ridiculous." Jackie let her head drop as she slowly leaned against the cart, pushing it slowly. "You know what, I'm over it." She stood up, pressing her nose to the air. "Hyde can go and sleep with whoever he wants. I'm over it."

Kitty grimaced. "Jackie, sweetie, I like pretending all you kids are, you know, not sleeping, you know." Kitty cleared her throat, she leaned closer to Jackie and whispered hurriedly. "Having sex."

Jackie smirked, her anger momentarily forgotten. "Right, Kitty, sorry. All I'm saying is I'm over it."

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"Ugh, I'm so over this." Hyde leaned back into his chair, kicking his leg up so the heel of his boot caught the table, creating a perfect leg rest for himself.

Kelso, who was here because Fez called him and asked him to come, quickly, simply stared at Hyde not saying a word.

Fez, who was bouncing in the lawn chair, was repeatedly clearing his throat and looking around.

The three were waiting for Eric who had to get something for Red and would be right back in a few minutes. This was over twenty minutes ago. And, frankly, Kelso and Hyde were bored and annoyed.

"Fez, just tell us why we're here? This is stupid."

"Yes, Fez," Kelso turned and gave Hyde a nasty look, which resulted in Hyde rolling his eyes and throwing his arms in the air. "Just tell us what you and Forman wanted to tell us."

"I can not. Eric is better with stories. And, and, oh, it was so… sexy."

Hyde and Kelso both displayed disgusted faces.

The door swung open and Eric walked in sighing and then flopping on to the couch seat closest to the door. He stretched up, leaning into the tattered sofa, his eyes moving from Fez to the two boys.

"Hey guys, what's up?"

"Forman!" Hyde stood up, pointing menacingly at Eric. "Can we please tell us what the hell you called us here for. Jesus Christ."

"Oh, yeah that," Eric shrugged, crossing his arms and leaning his leg out. "Jackie and Shelia got into a cat fight after school. Jackie kicked your little girlfriend's ass."

Kelso's mouth was wide open. Hyde slid back into his seat, a look of shock dancing across his face. Fez was grinning wildly, nodding his head and practically dancing in his seat.

"I told you, sexy."

"No way. Jackie would never," Hyde was shaking his head but the truth was that Jackie loved a good fight. And if she got to kick some ass (as long as she didn't break a nail), life was good.

"Were they shirtless?" Kelso was leaning closer to Eric, a smile forming over his presently closed mouth. "Did you throw water on them?"

"Umm--" Eric gave a strange look to Kelso, extending the sound from his mouth an extra few seconds. "--Mmm, no. But Shelia did bite me." Eric looked over to Hyde with a scowl. "I'm going to need you to get her papers. I'd prefer not catching any type of rabies."

Hyde was still shaking his head, his shock wearing off. "What did they fight about?"

Eric shrugged. "Mom came and dragged Jackie food shopping. Both girls were pretty riled up though."

"Did Shelia cry? Did Jackie cry?" Eric made a face, tilting his head from one side to the other.

"Shelia started tearing up when I finally got Jackie off her. I'm not real sure about Jackie. She looked more pissed then tearful."

Kelso started nodding his head vigorously, turning to look at hyde from other his shoulder. "Remember when she got into that fight with Eric's cousin. Remember how mad she was." Kelso turned back to Eric. "Was she that mad?"

Eric shook his head. "Oh, no, she was way more mad then that."

"Sexy." Fez nodded his head. "My goddess was in all her fiery glory."

Hyde looked at Fez, made a face, shook his head, and then made eye contact with Eric once again. "Seriously? You have no idea what happened?"

"No, not a clue." Eric shrugged. "Me and Fez noticed the door was open, and when we got to the porch and looked in arms, legs, fists, nails, dude, shit was flying everywhere." Eric paused for a second before releasing a chuckle. "It was actually, kind of, funny."

Fez shook his head, leaning over and daintily hitting Eric's arm. "Sexy, Eric, sexy."

Eric rolled his eyes and looked at Hyde. Blue eyes were staring randomly at a spot on the wall. There was blankness in his stare. Eric sighed and leaned back into the couch, his head resting on the top of the cushion.

"What's up Hyde?" He Didn't have to lift his head to know that Hyde was now staring at him.

"I'm just curious as to what happened between Jackie and Shelia." The rebel rocker stood up, straightening his shirt. Eric gingerly lifted his head, peeking at Kelso who was in la-la land, smiling widely.

There would, most definitely, be water in Kelso's version of the cat fight between Jackie and Shelia.

"I've got to go. I promised my dad I'd help at the store." And, without another word, Hyde was gone.

Eric rolled his eyes and shifted to look at Fez who was also staring off into space. With a sigh and a loud groan as he stood up, Eric made his way over to the stairs, leading to the kitchen.

Pf, boys.