Jackie made her way to the house that she had gone to countless times. She walked down the stairs, hoping that he would be there. And he was.
"Hyde, hey. Um, I have a question. Do you have any Zeppelin albums that I can listen to?"
"Jackie, why would you want to listen to my albums?"
"Well, see, I was listening to the radio, and their song, Celebration Day, it was on, and it was so true, like, it was about real emotions, not like ABBA or disco, or anything like that. I can relate to it."
"And how would you, the richest girl in Point Place who the worst that ever happened to her was dating Kelso, relate to a song like that?"
"Fine, you know what? Forget it. I don't care anyway." Jackie said as she sat down. "What's on?"
"Charlie's Angels."
"Great."
They sat in silence while watching the show, then Jackie got to thinking. The Angels had the perfect life: they had perfect hair, perfect skin, they were thin, had money, and everyone loved them. Tears started falling down Jackie's face. "Jackie, Jackie what's wrong?"
"Nothing. It's just, no one really knows me."
"What the hell are you talking about? Jackie, everyone knows you, and if they don't they've probably heard you."
"No, I mean, yea, they know me, but they don't know anything about me, who I really am."
"I've seen you at parties, you walk up to people and just start talking."
"Yea, but that's at a party. I mean, you introduce yourself to a person, they say hi, how's it going, and everyone always says 'good' or 'fine', no one ever says 'my husband's an alcoholic, my daughters a cutter, and my sons a clepto.' Everyone always only knows the good, and no one ever says anything about the bad, cause, you're not gonna walk up to a stranger and open up like that, and maybe you won't even open up at all, and then no one will ever know that you were-"
"No one will ever know that you were what?"
"Nothing, I was just rambling, no big deal. I should probably go, I don't really wanna see Michael right now."
"Look, Jackie, I know we haven't be friends these past, whatever years, but, if you wanna talk, you can come to me, or to Donna, or even Forman. We're here for you. And if you ever tell anyone I just said that I'll put bleach in your shampoo."
Jackie laughed a little. "Yea, but there's nothing to talk about, besides, how do you know you'll even understand?" Jackie said as she walked out the door.
After that, Hyde decided that he needed to tell Donna about Jackie. He knew the "you were" was really meant to be an "I was" and something was really wrong with Jackie.