Chapter :Thanks for the Memories
Summary: Vista is giving a going away party for herself, which leads to nothing good (as all parties seem to in this story). Pez brings Charlie, but her family dislikes him. Chase gets disturbing news. Parker makes a mistake with Chase. Donna and Eric make a shocking announcement. In addition, Jon writes Vista a letter, telling her how he feels, but cannot decide if he should give it to her or not.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from That 70s Show nor am I making any money off of this story.
A/N: All reviews welcomed. Quick warning-This one is pretty sad. There is some humor to balance it out, but I got serious here. Also, this is the ' first season finale' of Teenage Wasteland. There will be a season two, so do not worry.
January 1st, 2004
Point Place, Wisconsin
12:15 p.m.
The Hub
Vista entered the Hub and went straight to the table where her cousin, brother, and two of their friends were eating lunch. She stood there for a moment before loudly clearing her throat. "I'm very upset." Everyone stared up at her. "I haven't gotten a going away party yet. I leave in two days. Where is my party? So, I'm taking things into my own hands." She handed each of them a flyer. "I'm throwing myself a party, it's a surprise party and you need to be at Parker and my house by five. I will be there at seven. Tomorrow night-bring a gift." Vista smiled, turned, and skipped happily out of the Hub.
The others only stared after her.
January 1st, 2004
1:47 p.m.
Holder's Bedroom
Pez leaned her body against the headboard of Holder's bed and thoughtfully chewed on some Laffy Taffy. Holder sat next to her, clumsily eating a fudge bar. Pez bit a piece off the long stick of Taffy and chewed carefully, not wanting any to get stuck in her teeth.
"I am very happy." Pez stated in her usual tone. To Holder, Pez always sounded like she chose her words much too carefully. It was almost like she always trying to hold in an inner dialogue. Holder glanced over at her. "Charlie has agreed to come to the party that Vista is throwing for herself. We should of thought of that earlier-I miss Charlie's lips. They taste good."
"Oh, gross!" Holder wrinkled his nose up in disgust. "I thought we agreed long ago that only I get to talk about kissing." He licked the fudge bar.
"Shush!" Pez advised. "I am also glad he is coming because now my family can meet him. Or at least the family that does not have babies in fields. Or my older sisters." Pez waved a hand. "Anyway, I want them to like Charlie because I do." Pez sucked on the Taffy for a moment. "Holder, would you say you like Charlie?"
The fudge bar dripped on Holder's pant leg. "Oh, Pezzy, I-I don't like Charlie. Does he have a hot sister? I could pretend to like her. Everyone would win." Holder paused in thought. "My parents don't like Emma, but I still date her."
"That's different. If my Dad does not like Charlie, he could send me back to his homeland and I'll end up marrying someone who has the most pigs in the village. I will not marry a pig man, Holder!" Holder just stared at Pez and licked his fudge bar.
January 1st, 2004
1:50 p.m.
Forman Basement
Parker placed a hand an inch from his mouth and blew. His breath was good. He ran some hands thru his thick brown hair, still good-he had a whole 'loveable geek next door' thing going with the hair. Clothing? Parker looked down at himself-jeans, tee, tennis shoes-loveable geek. Chase loved that he was a loveable geek.
Chase had been in Ireland, visiting her mother's family since December 20th. Parker had greatly missed her. Her grandparents didn't have a computer and his cheap parents had refused to let him call Ireland so he could listen to Chase breath. Stupid parents. Parker just wanted to sit and talk with Chase. Wanted to hear all about her holiday. Wanted to hear her talk with a slight Irish accent for the next three weeks.
The side door opened then and Chase walked in. She pretty much looked the same, though her hair was a bit shorter. She smiled at him and they rushed to one another to hug.
The two teens broke apart. Parker was first to speak: "How's your Mom? Still Irish?"
"Yes." Chase smiled. "Your parents?"
"Still the perfect couple. How's your grandparents? Still old?"
"Pretty much. Yours? Still angry, peppy, strange?"
"Yeah, yeah. Other family members?"
"A lot of them. You?"
"Lots and still obsessed with sex and candy."
"Good, good."
Parker placed a hand on the side of Chase's face. "I've missed you." He kissed her.
They fell onto the couch and kept on kissing.
January 1st, 2004
2:18 p.m.
Forman Driveway
Jon was playing basketball with himself when Vista came walking up the driveway. The petite girl was carrying a ton of heavy looking bags and boxes. Jon dropped his ball and went on over to help.
"Here, you'll fall." Jon took the lightest looking boxes and helped Vista find the sliding door to the kitchen.
The two placed everything on the table and Vista quickly sat, thankful to be able to rest her arms for a bit. "Thanks, Jon. Who knew colored tissue paper could be so heavy?"
Jon shrugged. "Is this for the," he put his hands up to make air quotes. " "surprise party" we're throwing for you?"
"Yes. If no one else will shop for me, then I will do it, darn it!" Vista laid her head down on the table. It was hard work trying to make everything perfect for her own party.
Jon smirked-he couldn't help it. Vista made him smirk. "Vista, have you seen someone about your problem? You're getting worse then my Mom around her birthday."
Vista raised her head. "Jon, I just want to know people will miss me." She told him in a serious and a little sad tone.
He rolled his brown eyes. "Don't be stupid." She gave him a look. "People will miss you." Vista smiled. Jon decided to quickly play in cool. "Not me, of course. But, I'm sure someone will miss you."
Vista's smile grew wider. "Please, I know you'll miss me. Even if you refuse to show it." Vista stood and hugged her friend. Jon hugged her back as tight as he dared. He really was going to miss her.
January 1st, 2004
5:08 p.m.
Forman Basement
"Reunited and it feels so good." Parker said in a sang-song voice. He and Chase were curled up together on the couch, watching television. He gently stroked her hair. "You're like the best girl ever."
"Parker-" Chase was cut off as people came down the stairs. Parker and Chase could hear them-Holder, Pez, and (dear God, why?) Emma. Emma was, as always, yelling at Holder.
"Wesley, I can not keep doing this. First, you made me ride in that smelly van with the slutty freak and now we have to hang out in a basement?" Emma looked around, disgusted by the place, before she moved herself in between Chase and Parker.
Pez and Holder took the two chairs and exchanged hellos and welcome backs with Chase.
"Where was she? Jail?" Emma asked with a light laugh.
"Ireland." Parker responded quickly. He didn't want Chase getting her feelings hurt or getting into a fight on her first day back in town.
Emma made a face. "Ew! Isn't that where the Lucky Charms person is from? I hate that part of England."
"Lucky-" Chase's opened her mouth and then shut it again. "Listen you-"
"Hey!" Parker jumped up, startlingly everyone. "Did you know that Vista is throwing herself a surprised going away party."
"Oh, why thank you, Peter-"
"Parker." Everyone corrected.
"Whatever. I'd love to come."
Parker sat back down. "Why? You don't even like my sister."
"Duh. The party is because she is leaving. I can totally get on board with that." Emma glanced over to Holder. "Wesley, your friends are stupid."
Holder's laugher with met with Pez throwing a comic book at him. "Ow! Pez, that could have been my eye."
"Wesley, we are leaving! I won't let you take this abuse." Emma grabbed Holder's hand and pulled him up. "There's a shoe sale at the mall. You can carry the bags."
Once the two were gone, Pez breathed a sigh of relief. Parker nodded: "Right there with you. I'm just gland Emma isn't invited to the party. No outsiders allowed."
Pez gave Parker a look. "Charlie is invited. And you two must say you like him in front of the adults-I will not marry a pig man!" Parker and Chase just looked at her.
January 1st, 2004
7:48 p.m.
Forman Living room
Vista stood on a chair and hung a sign over the kitchen door. She was decorating the living room just like she wanted it; with a little help from Bob. "Got it, Vissy?" Bob asked from the stairs, where he was putting balloons.
"Got it, Grampy." Vista jumped off the chair and went over to the couch for more stuff. "Thanks for helping me. Mom and Dad won't be back till tomorrow morning and I want to make sure the place is ready for tomorrow night."
Bob nodded understandingly. "I would have given you a party, but my place is too small. " They exchanged a smile.
Vista wanted everything to be perfect and Bob wanted to do it for her, because she could not do it all herself. "Vissy, the next time I want to have a surprise party for myself, I'm going to ask for your help."
His granddaughter blushed slightly. "Of course, Grampy."
January 1st, 2004
10:00 p.m.
Jon Hyde's Bedroom
At his laptop, Jon wrote a letter. It was for Vista and it explained how he felt about her.
Dear Vista,
We have known one another for fourteen years. I cannot remember the day you were born, but it was shortly after my birthday. Kitty told me you were a late gift. I guess in many ways, I have never stopped looking at you as a gift.
The thing is, I know you are my best friend's kid sister. I know your grandparents raised my parents. I know we've been raised as cousins. But, that doesn't stop how I feel. I look at you and I no longer see you as Vista. I look at you now and I see you as my gift.
You've always been my girl. The person that has keep me from going overboard. So, I guess I'm saying I finally see it. You're my everything.
Jon Hyde
January 2nd, 2004
6:18 a.m.
Parker Forman's Bedroom
The lamp fell to the floor with a loud thud. Parker rolled over on his side and sleepily reached over to his nightstand. He fumbled around for the phone and after a couple of more rings picked it up. "Hello?" A tearful response came over the line. Parker shot up. "Chase, Muffin, Chase-wait. What? Shush, take a moment to-Your Mom? Your Mom, mom? I'll be right there."
January 2nd, 2004
6:38 a.m.
Point Place Hospital
Parker found Chase on the third floor. She was sitting in a large chair in the middle of the waiting room. Chase was curled into a little ball, her face in her knees. Parker noted that she was still in her PJ bottoms. He went straight to his girlfriend and stood over her for a moment. Chase glanced up, jumped up, and hugged Parker tightly.
"Chase, it's okay." He gently stroked her hair. "Abby's going to be fine. I promise." And even as he said it, Parker knew it wasn't true.
January 2nd, 2004
8:13 a.m.
Holder's Bedroom
Holder jumped as his door swung opened and then slammed shut. "Holder!" Groggily, Holder opened his eyes and stared at the girl standing over him. "Holder, wake up. Please."
"Pezzy? It's eight in the morning. Am I dreaming? Is this a sex dream?" He seemed excited by that idea.
Pez rolled her eyes. "Focus. There is no sexy sex dream." She struck a pose. "How do I look?"
Holder looked her over. "Like always."
"No!" Pez stomped a foot. "I don't want to look like normal. Slut is not what I want to say. I want to look respectable for Charlie. Re-spect-able."
Chuckling Holder said: "You're going to keep a new outfit for that. Good blow, Holder." He laughed a little harder. This laugher was met by Pez throwing a purple stuffed cow at him. "Ow, damn you, woman!"
Pez nodded to herself, just glad Wesley the second wasn't around to see it. Pez tossed Holder's covers off him. "Well, come on, then. We're going shopping."
January 2nd, 2004
9:30 a.m.
Catherine's Dance Studio
Every since Jon could remember Vista had been talented. It was like she had gotten all the talents from her parents and grandparents and made it even better. But, there was one thing that Vista seemed to love more then all her other talents: dance. She had started taking dance lessons at age five and nine years later, Vista was still going strong. He had been to a few recitals in recent years and Jon had to say it: Vista Forman had talent. Given the right teachers, Jon had no doubt that Vista could end up a real dancer.
Vista walked out of her classroom, putting her gym bag on her shoulder. She spotted Jon and gave him a little wave. "Hey!" Vista grinned and joined him.
"Hey." Jon felt uncomfortable, so he made sure his sunglasses were on right. Taking a moment, he became Zen again. "I'm taking you to breakfast." Vista raised an eyebrow. "It's the only thing you're getting from me, so you really should take it."
"I'll take it. But, why aren't you helping with my party?"
Behind his glasses, Jon rolled his eyes as he grabbed her elbow. "Come on."
January 2nd, 2004
9:34 a.m.
Point Place Hospital
Abby Doyle had always been cool. To Parker, she was the coolest mom on the history of the planet. She was thirty-one and acted like a twenty something. Abby loved Chase and that made Parker like Abby even more. Parker wanted Abby to stick around forever; the only thing was-Abby was HIV positive-had been for years. It surprised Parker that that was not the reason Abby was in the hospital. Early that morning, Abby had been in a car accident. Parker could almost laugh that that was what Abby Doyle was dying because of.
"Chase?" Both Parker and Chase looked up to see an early man in his sixties. His white hair and beard made him look like Santa. In reality, he was Dr. Kelsey, Abby's doctor. "We need to-where's Ray?"
Ray-Chase's almost stepfather-was currently in jail. Had been for eight months. He had four months to go. "He can't be here." Chase informed Dr. Kelsey. Her voice was breaking. "How's my Mum?"
"Chase, we really to talk with an adult." Dr. Kelsey told her, not unkindly. "Isn't there someone we can call?"
"My grandparents live in Ireland." Chase held back a sniffle. "And I don't know where my Dad is. I never even meet him. I-"
"Can I call someone?" Parker asked suddenly. Mr. Kelsey supposed. "Good." Parker knew who he could call-Red and Kitty would know what to do.
January 2nd, 2004
9:47 a.m.
Forman House
Donna, Eric, and Bob sat around the decorated living room. The place was filled with signs, streamers, and balloons. Vista had even ordered food to herself-which was to be delivered in the afternoon. Donna and Eric would be going with the Vista the next day and staying for a couple of days, to settle Vista in. Bob would stay with Parker. All this led Donna and Eric to believe that they couldn't be more proud of their kids. How many people had a genius for a kid and a perfectly perfect normal kid for another?
"Mommy, Daddy, Grandpa Bob!" They all looked to the door. Callie was standing there, a ton of bags at her feet. "I've been partying since the 31st and I have stories!"
And one kid right in the middle.
January 2nd, 2004
10:00 am.
Emma Palmer's House
Emma sat in her bedroom, bored, as Holder rambled on and on in front of her. Apparently, the slutty freak wanted to look "respectable" for her boyfriend, who was coming into town that night. Emma only remembered Charlie from the Halloween dance a couple of months ago. She also remembered how jealous Holder had been.
"Look, Wesley, I don't want to help your freaky friend. I don't even like her." Emma nodded to herself. She would not give into Holder, no matter how cute he was.
"Emma." Holder whined. "She wants to look nice. Besides, it's the least you can do. I mean, you did make her stay outside your house for the last twenty minutes."
Emma sighed loudly. Her heart really was too good for her own good. "Fine!" She stood up. "I'll help your freaky little friend." She stood and walked to her door.
What did she find when she opened her front door? Pez, trying to steal one of Mrs. Palmer's garden gnomes. "Hello, Emma." Pez said brightly. "Have you met Hans the garden gnome?"
January 2nd, 2004
10:05 am.
The Hub
Two cokes and a basket of curly fries-the breakfast of kings. Vista and Jon sat together while Vista finished off the fries. They had enjoyed a nice, quiet , breakfast together. It made Vista sad to think that this was the last time she'd eat a very unhealthy breakfast for months. She was pretty sure she might cry.
"I think I'm going to cry." Vista announced. Jon raised an eyebrow from behind the sunglasses. "Seriously, this is, like, the last time I'll eat at the Hub for five months. I need a hug." She looked at Jon, who suddenly seemed uncomfortable. Vista shrugged, stood, and hugged the nearest standing person-Jess Bradley.
"Vista? Hell of a way to say good morning." The broad shoulder boy causally put an arm over Vista's small shoulder. The two of them looked like totally opposites. While Vista was petite and short, Jess Bradley was a very tall guy with a football player's built. His sandy blond hair was said to be natural and girls claimed that his sea green eyes were perfect. It didn't hurt that Jess Bradley always appeared to be tan and that his teeth were whiter then white. Girls swooned over him. Personally, Jon Hyde never got what the big deal was. To Jon, Jess was a walking Ken doll. Jon guessed that was why he was so annoyed that Jess, the walking Ken doll, now had his hand over Vista's shoulder.
"Jess, sorry. Hey, hi!" Vista gave the object of Jon's annoyance another quick hug. Jess smiled down at Vista. "I needed a hug." She explained awkwardly.
"Hey, that's what I'm here for, V.F." Jess replied. Jon rolled his eyes. V.F.? How stupid was this guy? "Really glad I was standing right here."
Vista blushed lightly. "Well…what good is a biology lab partner? I mean, besides cutting the frog, I got to use you for something." They shared a laugh. Jon felt like he was going to vomit. Which was when Jess and Vista noticed him. "Oh, Jess, you know my friend, Jon?"
Jess nodded. "Sure, sure. You look different outside school. I usually see you skipping in the parking lot or the boy's restroom. How's it going?"
"It was going just fine." Jon said through his teeth. He would not insult Vista's lab partner; he would not. He was finally going to tell Vista how he felt and getting her mad was not going to help him.
"Yeah…" Jess started slowly. "anyway, 'Ista, I'm coming to your party tonight. Point Place is not going to be the same without you. Whose going to laugh at my jokes? I mean, no one else I know even knows who the Marx Brothers were."
"We'll email." Vista suggested.
"My families got a place in California. I'll visit." Jess added. "How about two weeks from now? My Dad's taking a business trip, I could drop by and visit you. We could rent some movies, you're choice and my treat."
"Great idea." Vista looked at Jon. "Isn't that a great idea?"
Jon shrugged. "Whatever." He felt like he was going to be sick. Why was this happening to him?
January 2nd, 2004
10:58 am.
Point Place Hospital
Things weren't going very well for Chase or Parker either. Kitty and Red were talking with Dr. Kelsey and it seemed like none of the adults wanted to say what was going on.
Chase wasn't a child, she knew it was serious. The car accident had been huge, her mother was HIV positive, it wasn't like Chase didn't know. So, why was no one talking to her? It was her mother in the O.R. It was her mother that was going to die. Chase needed her mother. She had been preparing herself for her mother's death for years-yet she knew she couldn't face it.
"Parker?" Chase swallowed and sniffed. She and Parker were sitting together in a chair. Parker's arms were protectively around Chase's long body. "I want her to be okay."
"She will." Parker half heartily assured Chase. "Abby is a tough lady." Of course, Parker really didn't believe that.
Chase shyly smiled at him. "Parker? I love you."
He froze. God, why did he have to be a Forman? They weren't good at these kinds of things. "I love you too, man." No! That was such an impersonal thing to say.
Chase stared at him for a moment. She got herself untangled from him. "Okay, so good talk." Chase sniffed and walked away.
January 2nd, 2004
11:17 am.
Point Place Mall
Emma held up a designer dress. It was a short blue number with think straps and a small slit up the side. Pez looked the dress over and sighed. It just wasn't her. She was truly doomed to never look nice and respectable.
"Holder?" Pez looked over to Holder, who was sitting in a chair, holding Emma's purse. "What do you think?"
Holder shrugged. "It all looks the same to me. I think you look just fine the way you are. Those tight jeans are totally hot. I know I-" Emma glared at Holder and he quickly shut up.
Emma scoffed. "Wesley, she looks like an easy hooker."
Pez glared at Emma and Holder and began cursing in her father's native tongue. Emma quickly moved away from the other girl. Pez picked up all the clothing. "I'm trying everything!"
"But, Pez-" Holder began.
"I said everything!" Pez angrily told him before heading into a dressing room.
January 2nd, 2004
11:25 am.
Point Place Hospital
Parker stood outside the restrooms on the third floor, Red by his side. He had angered Chase so much, that she was now locked inside a stall and refused to come out. If she came out, she'd have to see Parker and with Red back, she knew there would be word on Abby-and it wouldn't be good.
Parker looked over at his grandfather. "Grandpa, Red…I'm going in." Red gave him a look as the teen quickly walked into the bathroom. Red could hear his only grandson say: "So this is what it looks like."
Parker walked up to the only closed stall and tapped. "Chase? Muffin? Que? Please come out, Chase. I have to tell you something."
"No." Chase said through tears. She was curled up on the toilet in the stall. "No, I know what you'll say and I don't want to hear it. If you say it out loud it makes it real. It can't be real. Parker, please don't make it real."
Parker bit his lower lip. He really wished he had the power to go back in time. He's go back to 5:48 that morning and tell Abby that she shouldn't drive home from working at the bar. That she should wait a good hour or that he'd take her home.
He got down on his hands and knees and crawled under the stall, trying his hardest not to be grossed out by it. A moment later, Parker stood against the stall door, cleaning his hands on his pant legs. "Chase?" He stared at Chase, whose blond hair fell over her face, a face which was stained with tears. "Chase, I'm so sorry…" Parker trailed off, not knowing what to say. "Abby, she-"
"No." Chase whispered. "No, Park, no." She stood and only got half way to him before breaking down in sobs on the floor of the stall.
Wordlessly Parker helped her stand and took her outside where Red and Kitty where waiting. Chase refused to let go of Parker; she did not want to lose anyone else.
January 2nd, 2004
11:32 a.m.
The Hub
Jess and Vista sat at the table, chatting about all the things they had in common-and boy did they have a lot of things in common. Jon sat across him them, arms over his chest, sunglasses firmly in place. He was not jealous. He was not jealous. Yeah, and if he kept telling himself, he was sure he'd believe it someday.
Jess and Vista got up together and laughed at themselves. "Jess is taking me to lunch." Vista told Jon with a smile.
Jon stayed Zen. "Whatever."
Jess gave Vista a look, but she just shrugged. Jess took Vista's hand in his. "Come on." As they walked to the door, Jess suddenly stopped walking and kissed Vista's lips. They exchanged another smile and headed out.
Jon stayed sitting for a moment, before getting up, going outside, and throwing a trashcan across the road.
January 2nd, 2004
12:12 p.m.
Point Place Mall
Holder, Pez, and Emma sat in the food court and ate some pizza. Pez had found nothing, which greatly pissed Emma off. People might have seen her hanging with Pez! Pez didn't seem to care. She was too depressed because now she wasn't going to look nice and respectable for Charlie.
"Pez!" That was Charlie's voice! Excited, Pez stood and looked to her right. A boy was coming toward them, only this boy didn't really look like the Charlie Holder remembered. His hair was slightly longer and his clothing was baggy. This boy had piercings all over his face and tattoos up and down his arms.
"Pezzy?" Holder questioned.
Pez ignored Holder and ran straight toward the boy. She jumped into his arms and the two shared a deep kiss.
Emma wrinkled her nose up at the scene. Two freaks making out in the middle of a mall-gross. Holder yawned and put an arm around Emma. She looked at him and he gave her a look. Emma made another face and pushed Holder away from her. She was not making out at the same time as Pez.
January 2nd, 2004
5:45 p.m.
The Forman's
The "surprise" party appeared to be a bust. While Vista's school friends and friends from her activities were there, no one else was. Her own brother was missing and with him Red and Kitty. Pez was also a no show as were Jon and Holder. Donna had tried calling, but no one was home nor was anyone answering their cell phones.
Donna was about to go ask Kelso if he knew where they might be, when Holder and Emma came walking through the front door. Holder walked Emma over to Callie, who was standing by Bob.
"Callie, Bob, I'd like you to meet Emma, my lady." Holder proudly showed her off. "We've been dating a while and, yeah, I thought it was time I started introducing her to some more people that run in my circle."
"Oh, hi there." Bob gave Emma a little Bob grin, but she was busy staring at Callie.
"Did you date Wesley?" Emma demanded of the older girl.
Callie laughed. "No! I made out with his oldest brother once-on a class field trip to the cheese factory. But, that was like six years ago."
"Good." Emma addressed Holder next. "We can go now." She quickly ushered Holder away.
Callie and Bob exchanged a look. Callie shrugged. "He's a Kelso." Bob took that as a good enough answer.
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Fez was pouring he and Laurie some punch when he noticed Pez walk in with Charlie. Fez nearly chocked and ran over. "Don't worry, Pez, I'll save you from this demon worshipper!"
"Daddy!" Pez laughed, trying to get over the shock. Charlie put an arm around Pez's waist and held her close to his side. Fez did not like this. "Daddy, this is Charlie. My boyfriend, Charlie."
Laurie, who had just come over, pulled Fez back. "You look different from the pictures Pez has shown us." She commented.
Charlie explained: "It was a Halloween dance, I had to look different. And I have to dress a certain way for work. This is how I normally dress on my down time."
Fez and Laurie exchanged a nervous look; clearly unpleased with Pez's first boyfriend. She couldn't just date a Kelso like their other daughters?
January 2nd, 2004
6:09 p.m.
The Forman's
While Kitty, who had arrived nine minutes before, quietly explained things in the kitchen to Eric, Dona, and Bob. The party went on in the rest of the house.
Vista had invited her dance class, tutor group, the student council, and well basically everyone she knew.
Holder and Emma stood by the stairs. "You know, sweet thang, it's an honor to be here with the prettiest girl."
Emma raised an eyebrow. "Really? Is that way you keep look at your freaky friend and her equally freaky date?"
Holder just shrugged. "Fez is doing it to."
Indeed, Fez was watching Pez and Charlie carefully. Like a hawk, really. Fez leaned into Laurie. "I don't like the ring in his nose. It makes him look like a bull." He noticed Charlie reach out toward Pez. "Hey, bull boy, don't touch her!"
January 2nd, 2004
7:00 p.m.
The Forman's
Vista and Jess entered the house, catching everyone off guard. Vista loudly cleared her throat. There was a beat and then everyone yelled: surprise! And went to hug her. Vista quickly found Donna and Eric.
"Mom, Dad, this is Jess Bradley."
Eric stood, mouth agape for a moment. "Son of Jake Bradley?" Jess nodded. "Oh, I'm so happy." He hugged Jess.
January 2nd, 2004
7:05 p.m.
Abby Doyle/Chase's Trailer
The trailer in which Chase lived was only a few hundred feet big. It had only two rooms and a bath. The largest room was a kitchen and living room in one. Chase slept on the fold out couch and her clothing was put in the drawers of the entertainment center. Abby would sleep down the little hallway, it the tiny room which was only big enough for a bed and some cubbies. Their bathroom was just two small doors on either side of the hall-one for a shower, the other for a toilet. It was small and falling apart, but Abby had always made it a home for her daughter.
Parker and Chase sat on the couch/Chase's bed. Parker sat as close to Chase as he dared and stared straight ahead at the television.
"If you want, we can sit like this all night. I won't leave you, Chase. I promise." Parker said softly. Chase nodded. "Chase? I love you."
She glanced over at him and a hint of a smile formed on her lips. "I love you, to."
January 2nd, 2004
10:06 p.m.
Forman Driveway
The party was over and the music had stopped. Vista and Jess stood together on the patio. Everyone was gone and Eric had pulled Vista off to the side explain what was going on. It made her feel awful-there she was, planning her own party, worried if people she loved and cared about would miss her. All while her brother and Chase sat in a hospital while Abby Doyle died.
"I just, I-I wish I had a time machine." Vista muttered. To top it all off, Jon had never even shown.
"It'll be okay, Ista." Jess lightly kissed Vista.
From the street, Jon, who was fingering the letter, watched Jess and Vista. He pushed his sunglasses up and turned to walk home.
January 2nd, 2004
12:09 p.m.
Fez Family Front Porch
Pez and Charlie stood, wrapped in each others arms, and kissing each other with lust. It had been nine minutes and they didn't seem to be coming up for air anytime soon. The porch light began to flash on and off. Fez's face peered at them from the window.
January 3red, 2004
6:00 a.m.
Forman Living Room
Vista gets her stuff together, trying to make sure everything was where it should be. Parker wasn't there to tell her good-bye, as he was at Red and Kitty's with Chase. Vista was alright with that, as she planned to call them as soon as she got to the school. Callie was still asleep, but that was also alright, as they had said good-bye the night before.
Basically, Vista was just waiting on her parents. They walked down the stairs in a daze and both flopped down on the couch.
"Mom, Dad?" Vista looked down at them. "We have to go."
"Vista….our youngest." Eric said flatly.
"Fourteen years." Donna stated.
"Fourteen." Eric echoed.
"Guys?"
"Vista, honey, Mommy needs a moment." Donna told her youngest. "Mommy's two months pregnant."
Vista could only stand there, wide-eyed at her mother's announcement. Pregnant?
Suddenly, Eric shot up. "Where will we put it!"
Next Season on Teenage Wasteland (One sentence basic plots for each chapter (spoilers))
2.1- You're Only Human- It's been twenty-two days since last we say the gang. Twenty-two long days.
2.2- Say Goodbye to Hollywood- Will Vista stay in California?
2.3-Shameless- Parker decides to take action when it comes to Chase and her future in Point Place.
2.4.-The Longest Time- Holder wants to break up with Emma, too bad she won't let him.
2.5- It's Still Rock and Roll to Me- Pez's choir puts on a show, the same night Jon and Holder have tickets to a concert.
2.6-You May Be Right (aka Just the Way You Are)- Jon and Vista? Together? As in together together? Eric won't be happy.
2.7-She's Always a Woman- Parker and Chase take it to the next level.
2.8-River of Dreams- Holder is having dirty dreams-about Pez! Or is that Jon! Wait, Parker!
2.9- Scenes From An Italian Restaurant- Chase finally meets her father. Will she stay in Point Place?
2.10- New York State of Mind- Chase is with her father. Parker refuses to lose her. Running across country to get the girl you love seems to run in the family.
2.11- Big Shot- Jon and Holder get jobs.
2.12-Allentown- The gang takes the SAT and get college aps.
2.13- The Night Is Still Young- Jon meets a new co-worker. Does he have more in common with her then he does Vista?
2.14- Movin' Out- Pez decides that she wants Charlie. Really wants him.
2.15 Pressure- Jon turns 17.
2.16- Goodnight Saigon- Red takes the kids to an army reunion.
2.17- Uptown Girl-Vista turns 15.
2.18- Piano Man- Vista runs into her first crush, Mike, and he likes Pez.
2.19-Tell Her About It- Jon has a secret.
2.20- And So It Goes- Vista dumps Jon.
Warning: Titles, order, and basic plot subject to change.