Burkhardt in Maine
A young man, almost out of High School, was sitting in the infamous hideout; the Forman basement. He was flipping through a random magazine, not really reading anything through his rose-colored glasses, but thinking of someone. He was thinking about Jackie Burkhardt, a girl he wouldn't usually be caught dead thinking of. Her words echoed through his head."Get off my boyfriend!" the voice shrieked, and the image of her yelling that at one of his good friends (though he hated to admit it), Michael Kelso.
He was immediately taken out of his thoughts when a girl, only about fifteen, entered the basement. Hyde had seen her around school once or twice, and a while ago, making out with her boyfriend in the Kelso's living room. She was the only girl of the Kelso children, and the youngest. Like her two naïve brothers before her, she had dark, black hair and eyes of the same color. Unlike the two of them, however, she could remember what she had for breakfast. Nobody would expect Aimee, the toughest girl the two classes, to be a Kelso. She sat down on the couch, glancing only once at Hyde, and picked up a magazine as well. She, like Hyde, wasn't thinking about the words on the page. She was thinking about the person next to her. Ever since she was twelve, she was secretly in love with Steven Hyde. No one knew, of course. She would never tell a soul before his. Aimee thought that when the time came, she would finally let him know.it just hadn't yet.
Hyde's eyes looked over his magazine at Aimee. He roamed them up and down her body, inspecting the girl. She was cute, he thought, but every Kelso has their good looks, so that's nothing. Judging by her clothes, he continued, she looks nothing like the other two.indeed, she didn't. At that moment, Aimee was wearing a black shirt with the words "Def Leopard" written across her chest in red letters, and also a pair of bellbottoms. Hyde cleared his throat, finally saying,'Kelso, right?'
'Aimee. Hyde, right?' She said almost automatically, dropping her magazine just as he.
Hyde nodded at her. He had more problems to worry about than just her.but it hurt him to think of Jackie, so instead, he continued the light conversation,' So.you don't come here often. As a matter of fact, I barely see you or hear about you.'
Aimee looked over at him,' Yeah, well, I don't come here very often because I'm busy a lot. And you usually don't hear about me because I think Michael's forgotten about me.' She smiled weakly, twiddling her thumbs. She was not only nervous because she was talking to her love, but also because Hyde was considered something of a God in her freshman class.
Hyde smiled back coolly, saying,' Yeah, Kelso seems to forget a lot of things.' He ran his fingers through his hair, making Aimee melt inside.
Aimee nodded quickly and, losing control of everything, said,' Steven Hyde, I love you.'
A young man, almost out of High School, was sitting in the infamous hideout; the Forman basement. He was flipping through a random magazine, not really reading anything through his rose-colored glasses, but thinking of someone. He was thinking about Jackie Burkhardt, a girl he wouldn't usually be caught dead thinking of. Her words echoed through his head."Get off my boyfriend!" the voice shrieked, and the image of her yelling that at one of his good friends (though he hated to admit it), Michael Kelso.
He was immediately taken out of his thoughts when a girl, only about fifteen, entered the basement. Hyde had seen her around school once or twice, and a while ago, making out with her boyfriend in the Kelso's living room. She was the only girl of the Kelso children, and the youngest. Like her two naïve brothers before her, she had dark, black hair and eyes of the same color. Unlike the two of them, however, she could remember what she had for breakfast. Nobody would expect Aimee, the toughest girl the two classes, to be a Kelso. She sat down on the couch, glancing only once at Hyde, and picked up a magazine as well. She, like Hyde, wasn't thinking about the words on the page. She was thinking about the person next to her. Ever since she was twelve, she was secretly in love with Steven Hyde. No one knew, of course. She would never tell a soul before his. Aimee thought that when the time came, she would finally let him know.it just hadn't yet.
Hyde's eyes looked over his magazine at Aimee. He roamed them up and down her body, inspecting the girl. She was cute, he thought, but every Kelso has their good looks, so that's nothing. Judging by her clothes, he continued, she looks nothing like the other two.indeed, she didn't. At that moment, Aimee was wearing a black shirt with the words "Def Leopard" written across her chest in red letters, and also a pair of bellbottoms. Hyde cleared his throat, finally saying,'Kelso, right?'
'Aimee. Hyde, right?' She said almost automatically, dropping her magazine just as he.
Hyde nodded at her. He had more problems to worry about than just her.but it hurt him to think of Jackie, so instead, he continued the light conversation,' So.you don't come here often. As a matter of fact, I barely see you or hear about you.'
Aimee looked over at him,' Yeah, well, I don't come here very often because I'm busy a lot. And you usually don't hear about me because I think Michael's forgotten about me.' She smiled weakly, twiddling her thumbs. She was not only nervous because she was talking to her love, but also because Hyde was considered something of a God in her freshman class.
Hyde smiled back coolly, saying,' Yeah, Kelso seems to forget a lot of things.' He ran his fingers through his hair, making Aimee melt inside.
Aimee nodded quickly and, losing control of everything, said,' Steven Hyde, I love you.'