Jackie
"Jackie," I heard a soft voice whisper in my ear. "Jackie," it said again. "It's time to get up," I stirred for a few minutes. I opened my eyes to see Steven's face. I wanted to tell him right then that I loved him and I wanted to fix everything that happened but I couldn't get my mouth to open. Odd isn't it? I mean I can go on for hours about styling tips and fashion but my jaw goes numb when I try to talk to him about what happens. When he brings it up I don't want to talk about it. But I can never bring myself to talk about it. It just hurts too much.
I felt him try to shift my weight on his leg. I looked out the cruiser's window it was dark and the car wasn't moving. "Where are we?" I asked him. I looked around no one was in the front seat and I felt Fez open the door. "We found a hotel in San Jose," He explained in a yawn. "We're here?" I asked. "Yeah Jacks, we're here," He replied.
I wanted to sit there forever, just the two of us. I wanted to forgive him but there's just too much pain. I might be able to forgive him later but I will never forget.
There was a knock on his window. "Are you guys coming in or not?" Donna asked. "Yeah hold on Lumberjack," I said. I sat there for a moment wondering how I was gonna get out. I was sitting on one of Steven's legs and both of mine were intertwined with his. This is going to look a little flirty but I didn't care. Sometimes I liked to do that to give Steven a hard time. I crawled off of his lap and opened the door. I heard him take a deep breath in and I smiled to myself. I got to my feet and I rounded to the back of the car. Steven followed me. "No need Jackie," I heard a voice say. I turned to see Michael covered in bags. "I got all your stuff," He said trying to impress me. "Though they weigh a ton and you have more then five, I got them all," "That's nice Michael," I said brushing him off and following Eric into the hotel lobby.
I realized that Donna and I were still in our P.J.'s. I was looking for something to hide behind. Its not that my P.J.'s aren't cute or anything and that I don't look gorgeous in them but I just don't feel comfortable with hotel workers ogling at me in my P.J.'s something I wear to bed. Donna and Eric were up at the hotel front desk negotiating with the hotel workers.
Michael walked in still with all my bags in his hands. Steven and Fez were following him. Steven had a devilish look on his face. "So Jackie don't you think this is very gentlemanly of me to carry your bags in?" He asked trying to score some brownie points. "U huh," I said trying to listen to Fez's and Steven's conversation.
"But Hyde, how will you win back Jackie's heart if you push Kelso over? He has all her prized positions in his hands. She is going to get very mad and start yelling. And I'm very tired and I don't want to hear her yell," He said to Steven. "Well I guess your right there little buddy," Steven said and I sighed in relief. "God Jackie what do you have in here?" Michael asked moving one of my bags from one hand to the other. "Bricks?" "No Fluffycakes!" I told him "And some other stuffed animals," I thought that might make it seem like Fluffycakes wasn't that important. He started to smile. To make it seem like I wasn't favoring him anymore then Steven I responded, "And my Led Zeppelin shirt," His smile faded and Fez and Steven joined us. Steven had a huge smile on his face and Kelso groaned. "Jackie," Michael said to me trying to get my attention off of Steven. "Yes Michael?" I asked. "So do you think that since I carried your stuff in that we'll share a room?" He asked with a grin. "No Michael and since you keep rubbing in the fact that your carrying my bags I'm not thinking its very gentlemanly anymore," I retorted and started taking back my bags. If he thinks we are sharing a room because of this he has another thing coming. "Damn it Jackie!" He whined. "I was just trying to do something nice," "No fool, a nice thing is when someone does something kind for another person hoping nothing in return. You were trying to do this for your benefit so it's just slimy," Fez chimed in.
Steven rolled one of those baggage trolleys over to me and I began to dump my bags on to it. Eric came over to us. He looked very tired. "We got three rooms," He explained. "We are going to share one," motioning to him and Donna. I felt a pit in my stomach. Now who am I going to share a room with if Donna shared a room with Eric? He threw the other two keys at Michael. "You figure out were your sleeping, we're tired." Eric said picking up both Donna's and his bags. He walked off leaving me to fend for myself. "Here Fez," Michael said handing him a key. "Take your little kosher friend and go to your room," "No Michael!" I already told you I wasn't sharing a room with you. Come on Fez," I said grabbing him by the shoulders. Fez led the way to our room as I pulled the baggage trolley. "We are going to be roommates!" He exclaimed excitedly as we got to the door. He unlocked it and pushed my baggage in behind me.
I wasn't used to hotels like these with no doormen or bellboys. The room had absolutely no view and no fancy paintings. It had two beds, a desk and a TV, along with a small closet and a mid size bathroom. "Fez if we are going to be roommates I think we are going to need to lay down some ground rules," I said as I turned to face him. "Alright," He responded. "Number one, I get the bed by the window. Number two you won't go through my stuff," I told him. "But." He began but I cut him off. "Number three, you will not hit on me, feel me up or sneak into my bed with me. And number four; you won't leave your candy lying around. I don't want to get candy in my hair," I finished.
I took my gabs and put them in the top shelf in the closet. Then I took my bathroom bags and put them in the bathroom. My hair looked drab since I hadn't used my hot rollers the other night. I began to put them in my hair. They weren't really hot but this would have to do.
I still couldn't believe how much of a horn dog Michael was. Did he always act like this when we were dating? Why wouldn't he grow up? I washed my face with a special moisturizer, and then I realized I hadn't taken a shower into day s and it would be pointless to have the hot rollers in my hair. This is what happens when your sleep deprived but at least my natural beauty and my sweet smelling perfume made up for it all. I walked back into the room. Fez had taken the trolley back. I peeled back the cover they put on these tacky looking beds. Those weren't real blankets anyway and they were dirty because people had sex on them all the time. I went back to my closet and pulled out a blanket that I packed just in case we came to one of these cheap hotels. Donna thought it was dumb to pack so much but you always have to be prepared. I walked back to my bed and began to make it when I heard a bang come from the room next to mien. I looked over at the wall separating our two rooms as if I could see through it. I wonder what kind of people would be up at this time of night. "Will you just shut up Kelso!" I heard Steven holler. That's when I knew they had gotten into a fight. I began to rush to the door to leave when I knew I didn't have the key to get back in. I grabbed the trashcan and propped it between the door and the doorframe. Then I raced to their door and knocked on it. Steven answered the door. "Is everything okay?" I asked him. "Yeah, why?" He asked pretending like nothing happened. "Well I heard a loud bang and I just wanted to make sure everything was okay," "Yeah Kelso was just talking out of his ass like always," He reassured me. I looked into the room to make sure Michael was still alive but I heard someone in the bathroom and felt like that was enough of a clue that he was still breathing. I looked back at Steven skeptically. "Well if everything's ok I think I'll go to bed now," I told him. His face softened and said "Alright, sweet dreams doll," My heart felt like it had jumped into my throat. "'Night," I responded.
I went back to my door and kicked the trashcan out of my way. I shut the door and pressed my back into it. Then I heard the door next to me shut. Aww! Steven waited until I got back to my room to make sure I was safe before he went to bed!
Then a knock on the door behind me brought me back to reality. I opened it to see Fez standing there. "Where have you been?" I asked him. He lifted a bag of candy. "Looking for a vending machine," I rolled my eyes. "Well I'm going to bed Fez," I told him and crawled into bed. Fez turned off the lights. I kept replaying what Steven said in my head and hoped I would dream about him. I missed him a lot but sometimes actions speak louder then words.
"Jackie," I heard a soft voice whisper in my ear. "Jackie," it said again. "It's time to get up," I stirred for a few minutes. I opened my eyes to see Steven's face. I wanted to tell him right then that I loved him and I wanted to fix everything that happened but I couldn't get my mouth to open. Odd isn't it? I mean I can go on for hours about styling tips and fashion but my jaw goes numb when I try to talk to him about what happens. When he brings it up I don't want to talk about it. But I can never bring myself to talk about it. It just hurts too much.
I felt him try to shift my weight on his leg. I looked out the cruiser's window it was dark and the car wasn't moving. "Where are we?" I asked him. I looked around no one was in the front seat and I felt Fez open the door. "We found a hotel in San Jose," He explained in a yawn. "We're here?" I asked. "Yeah Jacks, we're here," He replied.
I wanted to sit there forever, just the two of us. I wanted to forgive him but there's just too much pain. I might be able to forgive him later but I will never forget.
There was a knock on his window. "Are you guys coming in or not?" Donna asked. "Yeah hold on Lumberjack," I said. I sat there for a moment wondering how I was gonna get out. I was sitting on one of Steven's legs and both of mine were intertwined with his. This is going to look a little flirty but I didn't care. Sometimes I liked to do that to give Steven a hard time. I crawled off of his lap and opened the door. I heard him take a deep breath in and I smiled to myself. I got to my feet and I rounded to the back of the car. Steven followed me. "No need Jackie," I heard a voice say. I turned to see Michael covered in bags. "I got all your stuff," He said trying to impress me. "Though they weigh a ton and you have more then five, I got them all," "That's nice Michael," I said brushing him off and following Eric into the hotel lobby.
I realized that Donna and I were still in our P.J.'s. I was looking for something to hide behind. Its not that my P.J.'s aren't cute or anything and that I don't look gorgeous in them but I just don't feel comfortable with hotel workers ogling at me in my P.J.'s something I wear to bed. Donna and Eric were up at the hotel front desk negotiating with the hotel workers.
Michael walked in still with all my bags in his hands. Steven and Fez were following him. Steven had a devilish look on his face. "So Jackie don't you think this is very gentlemanly of me to carry your bags in?" He asked trying to score some brownie points. "U huh," I said trying to listen to Fez's and Steven's conversation.
"But Hyde, how will you win back Jackie's heart if you push Kelso over? He has all her prized positions in his hands. She is going to get very mad and start yelling. And I'm very tired and I don't want to hear her yell," He said to Steven. "Well I guess your right there little buddy," Steven said and I sighed in relief. "God Jackie what do you have in here?" Michael asked moving one of my bags from one hand to the other. "Bricks?" "No Fluffycakes!" I told him "And some other stuffed animals," I thought that might make it seem like Fluffycakes wasn't that important. He started to smile. To make it seem like I wasn't favoring him anymore then Steven I responded, "And my Led Zeppelin shirt," His smile faded and Fez and Steven joined us. Steven had a huge smile on his face and Kelso groaned. "Jackie," Michael said to me trying to get my attention off of Steven. "Yes Michael?" I asked. "So do you think that since I carried your stuff in that we'll share a room?" He asked with a grin. "No Michael and since you keep rubbing in the fact that your carrying my bags I'm not thinking its very gentlemanly anymore," I retorted and started taking back my bags. If he thinks we are sharing a room because of this he has another thing coming. "Damn it Jackie!" He whined. "I was just trying to do something nice," "No fool, a nice thing is when someone does something kind for another person hoping nothing in return. You were trying to do this for your benefit so it's just slimy," Fez chimed in.
Steven rolled one of those baggage trolleys over to me and I began to dump my bags on to it. Eric came over to us. He looked very tired. "We got three rooms," He explained. "We are going to share one," motioning to him and Donna. I felt a pit in my stomach. Now who am I going to share a room with if Donna shared a room with Eric? He threw the other two keys at Michael. "You figure out were your sleeping, we're tired." Eric said picking up both Donna's and his bags. He walked off leaving me to fend for myself. "Here Fez," Michael said handing him a key. "Take your little kosher friend and go to your room," "No Michael!" I already told you I wasn't sharing a room with you. Come on Fez," I said grabbing him by the shoulders. Fez led the way to our room as I pulled the baggage trolley. "We are going to be roommates!" He exclaimed excitedly as we got to the door. He unlocked it and pushed my baggage in behind me.
I wasn't used to hotels like these with no doormen or bellboys. The room had absolutely no view and no fancy paintings. It had two beds, a desk and a TV, along with a small closet and a mid size bathroom. "Fez if we are going to be roommates I think we are going to need to lay down some ground rules," I said as I turned to face him. "Alright," He responded. "Number one, I get the bed by the window. Number two you won't go through my stuff," I told him. "But." He began but I cut him off. "Number three, you will not hit on me, feel me up or sneak into my bed with me. And number four; you won't leave your candy lying around. I don't want to get candy in my hair," I finished.
I took my gabs and put them in the top shelf in the closet. Then I took my bathroom bags and put them in the bathroom. My hair looked drab since I hadn't used my hot rollers the other night. I began to put them in my hair. They weren't really hot but this would have to do.
I still couldn't believe how much of a horn dog Michael was. Did he always act like this when we were dating? Why wouldn't he grow up? I washed my face with a special moisturizer, and then I realized I hadn't taken a shower into day s and it would be pointless to have the hot rollers in my hair. This is what happens when your sleep deprived but at least my natural beauty and my sweet smelling perfume made up for it all. I walked back into the room. Fez had taken the trolley back. I peeled back the cover they put on these tacky looking beds. Those weren't real blankets anyway and they were dirty because people had sex on them all the time. I went back to my closet and pulled out a blanket that I packed just in case we came to one of these cheap hotels. Donna thought it was dumb to pack so much but you always have to be prepared. I walked back to my bed and began to make it when I heard a bang come from the room next to mien. I looked over at the wall separating our two rooms as if I could see through it. I wonder what kind of people would be up at this time of night. "Will you just shut up Kelso!" I heard Steven holler. That's when I knew they had gotten into a fight. I began to rush to the door to leave when I knew I didn't have the key to get back in. I grabbed the trashcan and propped it between the door and the doorframe. Then I raced to their door and knocked on it. Steven answered the door. "Is everything okay?" I asked him. "Yeah, why?" He asked pretending like nothing happened. "Well I heard a loud bang and I just wanted to make sure everything was okay," "Yeah Kelso was just talking out of his ass like always," He reassured me. I looked into the room to make sure Michael was still alive but I heard someone in the bathroom and felt like that was enough of a clue that he was still breathing. I looked back at Steven skeptically. "Well if everything's ok I think I'll go to bed now," I told him. His face softened and said "Alright, sweet dreams doll," My heart felt like it had jumped into my throat. "'Night," I responded.
I went back to my door and kicked the trashcan out of my way. I shut the door and pressed my back into it. Then I heard the door next to me shut. Aww! Steven waited until I got back to my room to make sure I was safe before he went to bed!
Then a knock on the door behind me brought me back to reality. I opened it to see Fez standing there. "Where have you been?" I asked him. He lifted a bag of candy. "Looking for a vending machine," I rolled my eyes. "Well I'm going to bed Fez," I told him and crawled into bed. Fez turned off the lights. I kept replaying what Steven said in my head and hoped I would dream about him. I missed him a lot but sometimes actions speak louder then words.