Sorry this chapter took so long, I've been away on vacation. An entire week
in the sun and still white as a ghost, what a suck fest. Newayz enjoy.
Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own any of the characters blah blah blah. Oh yea cept for Mackenzie of course.
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Chapter 7~ Steve Miller and Frankie Baby
Hyde stood in the middle of the hall fidgeting with his glasses in his hands, in front of the big double doors that hundreds of kids were about to happily run through, waiting for their weekend to start. Hyde, who was now a senior and had privileges like early release provided he had a job, had been at Foto Hut for the past two hours counting the minutes until he and Mackenzie would be on their way, alone his car. Just then the bell rang. Hyde stopped playing with his glasses and placed them on his nose as the hallways filled with screaming teenagers. He stood his ground as people pushed past him, and looked around for Mackenzie.
After the crowd had started to die down, Hyde still hadn't seen Mackenzie. He turned around in confusion to look for her again. Maybe she had walked right past him, though that seemed unlikely. Just then someone's hands flew up around his eyes, blocking his view. "Guess who!" Mackenzie giggled, and Hyde knew immediately who it was.
Hyde forced the smile that had graced his lips into a frown, as he began to list names of random girls, saying each name as a question. Mackenzie dropped her hands and hit his upper arm playfully. "Jerk." She said through a smile.
Only then did Hyde notice Doug, who was trailing Mackenzie at a safe distance. Doug rolled his eyes as Mackenzie jumped into Hyde's arms. Hyde glared daggers at Doug over Mackenzie's shoulder. Hyde placed Mackenzie back down onto her feet, "Ready to go?"
"Yea, OH GUESS WHAT!?" Mackenzie said noticing Doug standing behind them.
"OH MY GOD WHAT!?" Hyde said with mock enthusiasm.
Mackenzie hit him again, "Nobody likes a smartass, STEVEN." She had this way of saying his name, which was rare, that just made him feel weird. He wasn't sure if it was good or bad, it was just different. No one else said his name like she did. As it was only adults and Jackie called him by his whole first name, and it was always obnoxious when they said it. But he didn't mind so much when Mackenzie called him by 'Steven'. Mackenzie went on, "Doug's taking me to Rocky Horror tomorrow!" She bounced up and down again and smiled brightly at Doug.
Hyde's face dropped. "Oh, that sounds great." He smiled weakly and looked at his watch, "Ok we need to go, like now." Hyde grabbed Mackenzie's wrist and began to drag her out the door, but Mackenzie refused to move.
"Wait, one fucking second." She demanded a little annoyed. Hyde released her arm, and Mackenzie ran over to Doug.
Hyde watched as Mackenzie whispered to Doug, and began to giggle again. Hyde crossed his arms across his chest and tapped his foot up and down on the floor. Finally Mackenzie turned back around and ran out the door, grabbing Hyde by his hand as she darted past him. She said good-bye to Doug over her shoulder and pulled Hyde all the way to his car. Mackenzie bounced as she waited for Hyde to open the door for her. Hyde laughed to himself as he watched the younger girl fidget like a five year old.
Once in the car, Mackenzie turned to Hyde. "I can't wait for tonight! I haven't seen the Steve Miller Band in like a year."
Hyde didn't ask any questions, though he knew that's what she wanted. He had other things he'd rather talk about. It bothered him so much that she was going out with him, but he couldn't understand why. It wasn't like she was his girlfriend or anything like that. In fact she was more like his sister, a sister whom he was extremely attracted too but a sister nonetheless. He had convinced himself it was just Doug that he didn't like. Maybe if she were going out with anyone else he wouldn't have minded so much. "Why are you going out with Doug? He's such a prick." He said bluntly.
Mackenzie's smile faded. She didn't know why she was going out with him. He sort of reminded her of some of the guy's back at home, without the cool part. Not to mention she hadn't gotten any since the night before she left to come to Point Place. "I don't want to talk about it." She said flatly, though it wasn't what she had really wanted to say. Mackenzie had been able to talk to Hyde about almost everything until now. She just didn't know what was going on. But she could see how upset Hyde got about it, and she wondered why. After all it wasn't like he was her boyfriend or anything. In fact he was more like her brother, a brother whom she was extremely attracted too but a brother nonetheless. But then why did it feel like she was cheating? The thought bothered her and she immediately pushed it to the back of her head.
Hyde left it at that and dropped the subject. He hadn't known Mackenzie for long but he knew not to push her. If she didn't want to talk about something she wasn't going to. He didn't mention Doug for the rest of the night. That was one thing Mackenzie liked about him. If it had been Donna in that car with her, she wouldn't have stopped asking, but with Hyde, he didn't have to ask, Mackenzie could just talk when she wanted to talk.
For the two-hour drive to the concert, Hyde and Mackenzie talked rarely. They didn't need to talk though. Mackenzie stared out the window most of the ride, singing along to the radio. It was snowing outside again, not as hard as it had been the night before, but enough for her to watch the flakes dancing in the headlights. Every now and then Mackenzie would begin to sing louder then she intended to, and Hyde would look over and laugh at her. She stopped singing. But Mackenzie, who had trouble staying still for more then five minutes, would begin to sing once more, low at first; gradually getting louder and Hyde would eventually join in.
The show had been amazing, as they had both expected, and Mackenzie had taken two rolls of pictures. Hyde, as well as everyone else, had found out the hard way that taking pictures was Mackenzie's way of keeping her past with her. After a week of an all out practical joke war between the gang, Mackenzie had been the only one to not do anything even mildly bad towards anyone else. The gang had begun to think she was just a coward; after all, she had had jokes pulled on her. She would just smile, biting her cheek the entire time, and walk away calmly. However at the end of the week, Mackenzie produced pictures of everyone in their worst light. She had taken pictures after all the practical jokes, which hadn't really registered with them at the time, but now those pictures threatened each and every one of them. Mackenzie proceeded to pick out her favorite of each person and Donna promised to run the pictures in the next school newspaper, granted she didn't have to run her own picture. However that Monday when the gang got to school they were greeted with all of their pictures posted along every hallway of the school. Needless to say, Mackenzie won the war. Mackenzie's passion for photography worked well seeing as how Hyde worked at the Foto- Hut and she spent most of her free-time working in the dark room.
Mackenzie and Hyde talked the entire way home, Mackenzie still hyper from all the activity from the concert. Hyde decided he was hungry and they stopped at a McDonalds about an hour away from Point Place. After eating Mackenzie calmed down a bit, actually she was more like zonked. Mackenzie was high or low, never in-between, and she bounced from one to the other in a blink of an eye. Hardly ever was she upset or angry- she didn't see the point in wasting her energy, she had once explained to Hyde, not to mention she normally forgot why she was angry in the first place - and only Donna had ever seen her cry. Mackenzie fell asleep soon after getting back into the car. Hyde smiled at her from across the car, and stole glances at her from the corner of his eyes as often as he could.
Hyde pulled into the Forman driveway early that morning and turned off the car. Mackenzie stirred in her now deep sleep but did not wake. Hyde got out of the car and pulled his coat tightly around his body. It was freezing outside and the wind stung his unprotected face. He walked around the front of the car and opened Mackenzie's door. He picked her up and kicked the door shut behind him with his foot. Hyde easily carried her tiny body through the snow up to the kitchen door of the Pinciotti house.
The lights inside the house were all off and everyone was asleep. Hyde shifted Mackenzie's weight in his arms and took her keys from her coat pocket. Carefully opening the door, making sure not to make too much noise, he made his way into the house. Hyde carried Mackenzie up to her room and placed her down onto her bed, stopping to remove her coat and pull the covers up around her body.
Hyde kneeled down beside her bed and watched her sleep. Unable the resist the urge, he leaned his head down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. He didn't see her eyes flutter open just enough to see his face above hers and she moaned slightly as he pulled away. "You leaving?" she said still slightly dazed, had he just kissed her?
"Yea man," startled, Hyde played it off, he hadn't meant to, "It's too cold for me to be sneaking around in the morning any more." Mackenzie whined slightly but got out of bed to walk him downstairs to the door. "Night Mac." Hyde said as he waved slightly and walked back towards the Forman house.
Mackenzie leaned against the door and watched him walk away, eventually disappearing in the snow. She closed and locked the door and slowly walked back upstairs. Mackenzie was absolutely exhausted and but she had trouble sleeping for the rest of the night. She couldn't stop herself from battling in her head. Her mind would not stop running and she eventually had to turn on Frank Sinatra to help her sleep. He was always a last resort for her, but his voice alone had been able to put her to sleep since she was born. Finally Mackenzie drifted to a peaceful sleep.
Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own any of the characters blah blah blah. Oh yea cept for Mackenzie of course.
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Chapter 7~ Steve Miller and Frankie Baby
Hyde stood in the middle of the hall fidgeting with his glasses in his hands, in front of the big double doors that hundreds of kids were about to happily run through, waiting for their weekend to start. Hyde, who was now a senior and had privileges like early release provided he had a job, had been at Foto Hut for the past two hours counting the minutes until he and Mackenzie would be on their way, alone his car. Just then the bell rang. Hyde stopped playing with his glasses and placed them on his nose as the hallways filled with screaming teenagers. He stood his ground as people pushed past him, and looked around for Mackenzie.
After the crowd had started to die down, Hyde still hadn't seen Mackenzie. He turned around in confusion to look for her again. Maybe she had walked right past him, though that seemed unlikely. Just then someone's hands flew up around his eyes, blocking his view. "Guess who!" Mackenzie giggled, and Hyde knew immediately who it was.
Hyde forced the smile that had graced his lips into a frown, as he began to list names of random girls, saying each name as a question. Mackenzie dropped her hands and hit his upper arm playfully. "Jerk." She said through a smile.
Only then did Hyde notice Doug, who was trailing Mackenzie at a safe distance. Doug rolled his eyes as Mackenzie jumped into Hyde's arms. Hyde glared daggers at Doug over Mackenzie's shoulder. Hyde placed Mackenzie back down onto her feet, "Ready to go?"
"Yea, OH GUESS WHAT!?" Mackenzie said noticing Doug standing behind them.
"OH MY GOD WHAT!?" Hyde said with mock enthusiasm.
Mackenzie hit him again, "Nobody likes a smartass, STEVEN." She had this way of saying his name, which was rare, that just made him feel weird. He wasn't sure if it was good or bad, it was just different. No one else said his name like she did. As it was only adults and Jackie called him by his whole first name, and it was always obnoxious when they said it. But he didn't mind so much when Mackenzie called him by 'Steven'. Mackenzie went on, "Doug's taking me to Rocky Horror tomorrow!" She bounced up and down again and smiled brightly at Doug.
Hyde's face dropped. "Oh, that sounds great." He smiled weakly and looked at his watch, "Ok we need to go, like now." Hyde grabbed Mackenzie's wrist and began to drag her out the door, but Mackenzie refused to move.
"Wait, one fucking second." She demanded a little annoyed. Hyde released her arm, and Mackenzie ran over to Doug.
Hyde watched as Mackenzie whispered to Doug, and began to giggle again. Hyde crossed his arms across his chest and tapped his foot up and down on the floor. Finally Mackenzie turned back around and ran out the door, grabbing Hyde by his hand as she darted past him. She said good-bye to Doug over her shoulder and pulled Hyde all the way to his car. Mackenzie bounced as she waited for Hyde to open the door for her. Hyde laughed to himself as he watched the younger girl fidget like a five year old.
Once in the car, Mackenzie turned to Hyde. "I can't wait for tonight! I haven't seen the Steve Miller Band in like a year."
Hyde didn't ask any questions, though he knew that's what she wanted. He had other things he'd rather talk about. It bothered him so much that she was going out with him, but he couldn't understand why. It wasn't like she was his girlfriend or anything like that. In fact she was more like his sister, a sister whom he was extremely attracted too but a sister nonetheless. He had convinced himself it was just Doug that he didn't like. Maybe if she were going out with anyone else he wouldn't have minded so much. "Why are you going out with Doug? He's such a prick." He said bluntly.
Mackenzie's smile faded. She didn't know why she was going out with him. He sort of reminded her of some of the guy's back at home, without the cool part. Not to mention she hadn't gotten any since the night before she left to come to Point Place. "I don't want to talk about it." She said flatly, though it wasn't what she had really wanted to say. Mackenzie had been able to talk to Hyde about almost everything until now. She just didn't know what was going on. But she could see how upset Hyde got about it, and she wondered why. After all it wasn't like he was her boyfriend or anything. In fact he was more like her brother, a brother whom she was extremely attracted too but a brother nonetheless. But then why did it feel like she was cheating? The thought bothered her and she immediately pushed it to the back of her head.
Hyde left it at that and dropped the subject. He hadn't known Mackenzie for long but he knew not to push her. If she didn't want to talk about something she wasn't going to. He didn't mention Doug for the rest of the night. That was one thing Mackenzie liked about him. If it had been Donna in that car with her, she wouldn't have stopped asking, but with Hyde, he didn't have to ask, Mackenzie could just talk when she wanted to talk.
For the two-hour drive to the concert, Hyde and Mackenzie talked rarely. They didn't need to talk though. Mackenzie stared out the window most of the ride, singing along to the radio. It was snowing outside again, not as hard as it had been the night before, but enough for her to watch the flakes dancing in the headlights. Every now and then Mackenzie would begin to sing louder then she intended to, and Hyde would look over and laugh at her. She stopped singing. But Mackenzie, who had trouble staying still for more then five minutes, would begin to sing once more, low at first; gradually getting louder and Hyde would eventually join in.
The show had been amazing, as they had both expected, and Mackenzie had taken two rolls of pictures. Hyde, as well as everyone else, had found out the hard way that taking pictures was Mackenzie's way of keeping her past with her. After a week of an all out practical joke war between the gang, Mackenzie had been the only one to not do anything even mildly bad towards anyone else. The gang had begun to think she was just a coward; after all, she had had jokes pulled on her. She would just smile, biting her cheek the entire time, and walk away calmly. However at the end of the week, Mackenzie produced pictures of everyone in their worst light. She had taken pictures after all the practical jokes, which hadn't really registered with them at the time, but now those pictures threatened each and every one of them. Mackenzie proceeded to pick out her favorite of each person and Donna promised to run the pictures in the next school newspaper, granted she didn't have to run her own picture. However that Monday when the gang got to school they were greeted with all of their pictures posted along every hallway of the school. Needless to say, Mackenzie won the war. Mackenzie's passion for photography worked well seeing as how Hyde worked at the Foto- Hut and she spent most of her free-time working in the dark room.
Mackenzie and Hyde talked the entire way home, Mackenzie still hyper from all the activity from the concert. Hyde decided he was hungry and they stopped at a McDonalds about an hour away from Point Place. After eating Mackenzie calmed down a bit, actually she was more like zonked. Mackenzie was high or low, never in-between, and she bounced from one to the other in a blink of an eye. Hardly ever was she upset or angry- she didn't see the point in wasting her energy, she had once explained to Hyde, not to mention she normally forgot why she was angry in the first place - and only Donna had ever seen her cry. Mackenzie fell asleep soon after getting back into the car. Hyde smiled at her from across the car, and stole glances at her from the corner of his eyes as often as he could.
Hyde pulled into the Forman driveway early that morning and turned off the car. Mackenzie stirred in her now deep sleep but did not wake. Hyde got out of the car and pulled his coat tightly around his body. It was freezing outside and the wind stung his unprotected face. He walked around the front of the car and opened Mackenzie's door. He picked her up and kicked the door shut behind him with his foot. Hyde easily carried her tiny body through the snow up to the kitchen door of the Pinciotti house.
The lights inside the house were all off and everyone was asleep. Hyde shifted Mackenzie's weight in his arms and took her keys from her coat pocket. Carefully opening the door, making sure not to make too much noise, he made his way into the house. Hyde carried Mackenzie up to her room and placed her down onto her bed, stopping to remove her coat and pull the covers up around her body.
Hyde kneeled down beside her bed and watched her sleep. Unable the resist the urge, he leaned his head down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. He didn't see her eyes flutter open just enough to see his face above hers and she moaned slightly as he pulled away. "You leaving?" she said still slightly dazed, had he just kissed her?
"Yea man," startled, Hyde played it off, he hadn't meant to, "It's too cold for me to be sneaking around in the morning any more." Mackenzie whined slightly but got out of bed to walk him downstairs to the door. "Night Mac." Hyde said as he waved slightly and walked back towards the Forman house.
Mackenzie leaned against the door and watched him walk away, eventually disappearing in the snow. She closed and locked the door and slowly walked back upstairs. Mackenzie was absolutely exhausted and but she had trouble sleeping for the rest of the night. She couldn't stop herself from battling in her head. Her mind would not stop running and she eventually had to turn on Frank Sinatra to help her sleep. He was always a last resort for her, but his voice alone had been able to put her to sleep since she was born. Finally Mackenzie drifted to a peaceful sleep.