Author's Note: This story will consist of a series of mini one-shots that take place during certain episodes of That '70s Show. These one-shots/scenes may serve to further characterization, make sense of a messy plot line, or just be a little something extra that I thought of and wanted to share. Either way, it could be considered like a cut scene from the episode, but will be read like a book and narrated in first person from the character of interest. With each entry I will add a little 'Set-Up' to explain the reason for the one-shot, tell who's narrating and tell what episode (and during the part of that episode) that it takes place in.

Set-Up: In the episode Prom Night (1.19), Jackie tells Hyde that she realized that she didn't need Kelso to go to prom. However, the next scene with them at the prom shows Jackie moping over the fact that she's not at the prom with Kelso, even as she dances with Hyde. It's understandable. Jackie is still pretty young and even though she broke up with him, she still believes that Kelso is her soul mate even though he took Pam Macy to the prom. Still, I wish we could've seen a bit more of the self-empowered and inspired Jackie Burkhart we got to see with Hyde earlier in the episode. So from that stems this scene with Jackie and Donna. It would take place before Eric and Donna left the prom and before Hyde helped Jackie and Kelso get back together.

"Jackie?" comes a voice from my left.

I turn in the direction of the voice to find a very confused red head approaching me. Donna.

"You found a date?" Donna smiles. "And a dress."

"Uh-huh," I can't help but return her smile as I smooth out my dress. Unlike Donna's simple sky blue chiffon folds, I'd gone all out with the pink and lace that made me feel like a princess.

"Well, where is he?" Donna pushes.

I point a gloved finger toward the photo setup at the front of the room. "He's taking a picture with Fez right now," I say slowly without taking my eyes off of Donna, eagerly anticipating her reaction.

I watch as her eyes shift from mine to the front of the gym. Her easygoing smile immediately turns into a look of confusion before very slowly transforming into one of shock as she realizes who, in fact, my date was.

"Hyde?" Donna's mouth forms a perfect 'o' as she snaps her head back to me. "Your date is Hyde?" the disbelief in her voice is almost palpable.

"Yes," I say firmly, holding my head up high.

"How on earth did you get Hyde to take you to prom?" Donna's voice went up an octave.

"Well, I," but then I quickly clamp my lips shut.

I glance back over to where Hyde and Fez were now waiting for their picture to develop. Hyde definitely wouldn't like the details of how we ended up here together being revealed. And between our friends, it would spread like wildfire. Hyde had done me a favor by taking me to his prom. The least I could do was keep the details private.

Returning Donna's gaze, I give her a polite smile then proceed to shrug my shoulders.

"Jackie," Donna groans, grabbing my arms and shaking me back and forth.

On second thought, it was Donna. It wasn't like it was Eric or Fez asking, both of which who would have capitalized on using this information to burn Hyde. Plus, if Donna didn't stop shaking me, my perfectly styled hair would get ruined.

"Okay, okay. Donna stop. You're ruining my hair," I wrestle out of her vise-like grip. I don't say anything for a long moment, mostly because I'm not sure of what to say, but when I see Donna reach forward again, I blurt the first thing that comes to mind. "I took your advice."

"What?" she backs off.

"You know, you told me to ask Michael. But he asked Pam Macy," I can't keep the acid from my voice when I say her name. "So I asked Hyde."

Donna shook her head as she tried to understand. "You mean, you asked Hyde to the prom and he said yes?"

"Not exactly," I start. "I tried asking him, but when that didn't work, I basically made him ask me," I nod.

Donna shakes her head, smiling ruefully. Hyde was on his way back over, so Donna took this as her cue to leave. "Jackie, you're incredible," she sighs before turning to head back to her table.

Hyde is back at my side now, and I give him a vivacious smile before calling after my redheaded friend. "Oh, Donna. I know."