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Jackie Burkhart walked up Eric's driveway expecting to see the same group of people doing the same thing they always do every week. It'd become predictable that she'd walk up to the group and at least one of them were playing basketball, it'd usually be Kelso, and the others were just watching, waiting for their turn to intercept that ball. Just as she reached the basketball hoop she realized no one was outside.
'No big deal they're probably all in the basement,' Jackie thought to herself as she began to walk down the stairs and was then met by a girl's laughter. It was clear to her that whoever the laugh belonged to wasn't anyone she knew and with that Jackie opened the door, 'What the hell?' Jackie looked over to Kelso who seemed to have his arm ever so close to this new girl's shoulder and getting closer with each passing second. "Hey, you guys." With that Kelso looked up to Jackie and moved his arm away quickly. The new girl looked at Kelso with curiosity in her eyes and then looked over to Jackie and flashed a smile.
"Well Marcy this is who we've been waiting for, Jackie," Donna pointed to Jackie and then to Marcy, "and Jackie this is Marcy."
"Hello Jackie." Marcy leaned forward to shake hands with Jackie but before she could even reach Jackie's hand something pulled her back. She looked back to see Kelso holding her with one arm over her shoulder.
"Whoa whoa whoa, Marcy, wait-" Kelso started.
"Kelso, I'm trying to say h-"
"Marcy, I said wait! Did you spit in your hand, Jackie? Because I remember you did that to me once."
"Micheal! YOU did that to ME," with that Jackie could hear the same laugh she had heard before only this time she knew it belonged to Marcy. A sudden glare arose on Jackie's face, "It's not funny." As Marcy's face went from having a smile on it to a defensive look that Donna noticed.
"Anyways, now you know each other." Donna said trying to stop any drama that could happen in the basement. Knowing Jackie she would try to beat down this girls self esteem until there was nothing left, and Donna definitely didn't know what Marcy would do in this situation. For all Donna knew Marcy could be a third degree black belt and kick Jackie's ass. Even though that didn't seem so bad at the moment the guys would throw a horndog parade at the thought of seeing a chick fight.
"Oh, I knew her before this," Marcy answered, " she knocked down my books in the hallway a couple of days ago."
"I did? Oh! You were that foreign girl Fez was talking to." Jackie smiled a bit when she saw the shocked face that arose on Marcy's face. 'Who does she think she is calling me out?' Everyone looked between the girls waiting for a fight to begin or at least some trash talking. The guys were more eager to see what would happen between the two. Kelso and Fez were the two that closely eyes the two girls because who knows when they'd ever see a chick fight from that close.
"It's called speaking Spanish and since when is being born in the United States suddenly referred to as being foreign?" Marcy looked over to Kelso who seemed to be saying something to Fez and from what Marcy could see he'd said something along the lines of burn. Jackie turned and glared at Kelso which automatically shut him up. 'Is Kelso actually afraid of this girl?' Marcy eyed the girl and found nothing to be deemed scary about her. She was short and had a preppy look to her. 'Yeah, I should definitely be shitting my pants right now. Way too scary.' Marcy's sarcasm made her smile a bit which then made Jackie continue to glare.
"That's the language my maids speak," Jackie watched with a small smile on her face as Marcy looked taken back by her words. She expected her to break down then and there but instead Marcy glared. Jackie decided then to throw the final punch, "that's foreign enough for me."
Marcy knew the last comment was meant to hurt her and potentially make her cry later on in the day but instead of frowning, a small smile appeared on her face. With a surprisingly happy tone to her voice she said, "Wow, I'm really surprised you can tell the difference between languages. Good job for you!"
Jackie's anger rose to a new peak and she didn't know what to do with it. So many possibilities ran through her mind on how to get back at this girl. But for now she decided to leave because Marcy definitely wasn't worthy of her time. Jackie glared one more time at Marcy and walked out the basement door.
"MICHEAL!" Jackie yelled from outside the basement door. Michael sighed as he got up from his seat and walked out of the basement door without saying a word to anyone. Marcy looked at him with a confused look on her face and when he was out of sight she turned to everyone with the same look on her face.
"I'm glad the chick left, but-"
"No, you didn't offend him." Donna answered the question Marcy seemed to be waiting to ask.
"Are you sure? I mean Michael had no reason to leave."
"Marcy, you're the new kid here so you should know that Micheal is Jackie's bitch." Hyde smirked as the words escaped his lips.
"Really? Well that's extremely attractive. I don't know how I'll control myself around him now."
"Well, Hyde now we know why you're not getting any." Eric laughed until he noticed the glare coming from Hyde.
"Well you guys definitely just made it a bit awkward in here," Donna said and looked over at Marcy would had just finished laughing at Eric's comment.
"Just a tad bit. But can someone do me-"
Just as Marcy started her sentence Fez walked in and heard the words can someone do me, and quickly realized the words came from Marcy's mouth. 'Yes! Old boy you do have the best timing.'
"Yes." Everyone turned to look at Fez would had just walked into the room.
"-a favor?"
"Damnit, I can do that too."
"Michael, I hate her! Why was she invited anyway? It's not like I said it was okay for her to hang out with us," Jackie was in the middle of her never ending lecture as she walked with Kelso to his van, "don't you just hate her Michael?"
"I don't think she's that ba-" Kelso looked down and noticed the death glare Jackie was giving him. Usually it meant he was saying something she didn't want to hear, "I mean yeah. I hate her."
"And why do you hate her, Michael?"
"Um... Because... she's... fat? Unpopular? OH, OH, OH, because she isn't as pretty as you!"With each guess Jackie shot Kelso a look that suggested he wasn't close enough to the answer she wanted. When he finally said Marcy was uglier than her she shot him a smug smile.
"That's what I thought," Jackie's smug smile was wiped off her face and replaced with her signature eye roll as she stepped into Michael's car. She had just noticed Marcy step out of the basement with Fez following right after her. Fez opened the door to allow Marcy inside the car and then walked over to the driver's side of the car, "looks like Fez actually found someone who's interested in him. Poor him."
"Who?" Michael peered over Jackie to the Vista Cruiser and spotted Fez and Marcy inside laughing, "what? Marcy would never date Fez not when there's m-" Michael turned to notice the glare he was getting from Jackie.
"Not when there's who? What were you going to say, Michael?"
"I wasn't saying anything, Jackie. I was saying how- how she's not as pretty as you?"
"I know right, Michael."
"Okay, so where do you live?" Fez asked as he sat himself down in the driver's seat of Eric's Vista Cruiser.
"I live at 1- actually you know what don't take me home yet. I owe you a date, Fez. So, let's finally go on our date," Marcy flashed Fez a smile before quickly adding, "you should choose where we go since I barely know most of this place." Marcy noticed that Fez answered her with stuttered lisp instead of just a normal lisp. Fez drove ten minutes away to a cliff that Eric had always recommended to Fez. Eric's advice went something like, "Fez, if you ever want to do it with a girl just take her to the cliff. Instant hook-up." A couple of minutes passed by and before they knew it Marcy and Fez were both of the hood of Eric's car.
"So, Eric actually lent you his car?" Marcy looked down at the car before stating, "I've never let anyone borrow my Impala. I just love it too much. I'm scared that the one time I lend it to someone there will be a car crash."
"So why don't you drive yourself home?"
"I'm new to this place so I'll get lost easily. And either way Kelso always offers to give me rides so until I memorize most of these streets, I'll probably need help."
Marcy had been staring at the stars as she talked and as she turned to face Fez she smiled a bit. Before she even realized what was happening she could feel his lips clash into hers. Every part of her body was telling her to pull away. 'Stop this. You don't like this kid what are you doing? Shit.' The kiss deepened a bit and that's when Marcy finally gained some control over herself and slightly pushed Fez away.
"Shit, Fez. I didn't mean to lead you on and I don't even know why I let you kiss me. Shit." Marcy tried not to show that she was panicking inside but her mind was racing. She knew everyone would assume she was a whore. She had only been in Wisconsin for about three weeks and already she was kissing a guy she had just met, "I'm not a whore. And how did you get the signal to kiss me?"
"You said you wanted to go on a date."
"Fez, going on a date is not equivalent to hooking up."
Fez scrunched his nose and lips both to the right side of his face before tilting his head and nodding along with Marcy,"why does a date never mean have sex?" Marcy fought to not crack a smile on her face. She found the face Fez was making to be adorable and it felt as if she was talking to a child.
"Because I'm not what's-her-face Macy," Marcy looked over at Fez who seemed to be debating something in his mind.
"Pam Macy will not do me, either! But your names are almost the same."
"Fez, the fact that our names sound alike doesn't make me a whore too," A laugh arose out of Marcy before saying, "just get me home, okay?"
"Fine, let's go." Both Marcy and Fez got off the hood of the car and walked back to their side in an awkward silence.
"Fez, I'm now promising you to help you find a girlfriend," she smiled along with Fez who seemed to have this 'yeah right' look on his face, "that's not me hitting on you, okay. You and Kelso definitely hang out too much if you found a car story to be me hitting on you."
