Chapter 4 What's so special about the basement?
A/N: All Jackie's POV, this will be really short, but chapter 5 will be up soon.
Right before Jackie came upstairs.
I was suppose to go after Stevie to go to bed, oh well. I wanna go to the basement, I didn't really get to see it earlier. I sighed as I walked down the steps I got to know so well. I feel as if I was 16 years old again. But when I was 16 that wasn't my first time oh no! My first time in the basement was when I was 13 years old, and so naive. My mind wondered to the very first time when I came down these steps.
1974
I walked into the smelly basement, the whole house smelled nice like something was cooking something good, like cookies, but of course not as nice as my house. But the basement smelled kind of musty like it needed to be aired out.
I smiled to myself as I walked down the creaky old steps and came upon a group. Michael promised to show me his little "gang" today. I was a little nervous, I mean I've seen them around but I haven't TALKED to them. I had my own friends like Pam Macy and Rachel Lewis, oh and I can't forget about Olivia Walker. We were the coolest most popular cliche in school despite only being in the 7th grade.
That's how I ended up with Michael since he was just so cute. I flipped my hair and took a deep breath in, I was Jackie Burkhart strong and cool I could handle meeting a little group of people, under me.
"Hey guys this is Jackie." Michael said introducing me to the group.
"That's Donna." He said pointing to a huge red head who I saw take 3 guys down with her in gym.
"Hyde." pointing to a scruffy looking kid with a Led Zeppelin shirt on a pair of ripped jeans. Hyde what kinda name was that? What a weird person. Who wears ripped clothing?
Then "Eric or Foremen as we call him." I looked at him he looked kinda like a really ugly girl, he was really scrawny.
I nodded at them. "Hi I'm Jackie." I said in my nicest slowest voice.
"We know who you are." the guy Hyde said snidely.
I glared at him I was trying to be NICE here and he was making it very difficult.
"Oh well I know who you guys are too, you're Michael's friends."
"Very good! Man why did you have to bring her here?" Hyde asked in a slightly whinny tone.
"Cause she's my girl! you know! My girl!" I rolled my eyes and sat down next to Donna, trying to act nice, which was difficult for me.
"Hi." I said to her she looked at me funny then smiled, but it looked pained.
"Hi." Then the basement was quiet.
My first time in the basement was weird, and awkward. Why in the world did I continue coming here for the next 5 years?
1989
I jerked myself out of my memories. I realized that I stopped half way to the bottom of the stairs. Man was that a weird first time almost as weird as the first time me and Steven kissed. I finished walking down the stairs and looked at the almost empty basement. Only Steven sat there, so gathered all of my courage and sat down.
"Hi." I said. Steven glanced at me.
"Hey, dinner was good." I nodded and glanced at the tv. Ironically he was watching the Price Is Right.
"Ha the price is right, I haven't seen that in years." I said laughing slightly. "Not since...that summer." I muttered.
He looked at me and smirked. "Yeah me neither I guess."
I smiled, this was a really nice moment between us. No fighting, no yelling, no bickering, no tension.
See I don't need to sleep with him to get away from the tension actually there would probably be MORE tension if I slept with him.
"That was the weirdest summer of my life." I blurted out.
He looked at me curiously. "One minute we'd be watching The Price is Right then we'd be making out. Or I'd be crying over Michael then making out. Or even sleeping then next minute we'd be making out."
He continued to look at me. "Yeah fun summer."
Summer of 1978
I glanced around the basement, another boring day sitting with Steven Hyde. I looked at him, he was trying to find something interesting to watch cause he was channel surfing.
I sat next to him and we were the only ones in the basement, actually I think the only ones in the entire house.
"So..." I said trying to start a conversation since there was nothing on tv. He glanced at me.
"So... what's up...since yesterday." I shrugged, a lot, actually but I didn't feel like sharing the fact that my mom was cheating on my dad again in some exotic place and my dad was being weird and evasive.
"Nothing. You?"
"Same, Eric is crying over Donna again though." I nodded, Eric had been doing that a lot lately, coming down here and crying, or wailing, or asking me if he could cry on my shoulder. It was starting to get creepy.
But it was fun when he left cause me and Steven made fun of him for it. Somewhere deep inside though I feel bad for him, I mean Michael did the same thing to me.
But oddly after the first week or two I realized I didn't really care. No, all I could really think about was Steven for some strange reason I mean I thought my little pathetic crush was over with him, I guess not.
I glanced at him, I was surprised and excited to realize he was starring at me too. In about a minute we were on top each other making out.
One of many make-out sessions.
Back to the present, Basement.
I smiled back at the memory, our first hook-up. Wow what was up with this basement. I glanced at Hyde who was starring at me.
"So..."
"So..."
there was silence in the basement again.
I was totally deja vuing back to that summer, and many other days when we had broken up and couldn't really think of anything to talk about, when alone.
I jerked myself out of the trance that I noticed I was in, me and Steven were having a sort of starring contest. I was determined not to look at Steven again.
Me, Him, and this basement always were a bad idea, we broke up in here, got back together in here.
What was so special about this basement?
Then I heard a wail and looked up towards the ceiling.
"What was that?" Hyde shrugged and got up.
"Shall we go investigate?" I nodded.
That's when I saw my daughter on the floor sobbing/wailing/crying. I smirked, she was really my daughter I had no doubt.