Him and Jackie were so different. It makes hard to believe how much they have in common.
At first glance you see the stuck up princess with a shallow mind and you see a scruffy stoner who thinks everything is a conspiracy theory.
You'd never expect them to go at it every time they were alone. You'd never expect them to impatiently wait for the other to return. You'd never expect them to talk about anything and everything while sitting on top of a water tower.
You'd never expect them sitting alone together at the Forman's kitchen together eating dessert not talking.
Jackie was perfectly contempt eating her strawberry icecream. It was so like her Hyde realized. Pink and sweet and so like Jackie Burkhart.
He was eating a brownie. So greasy and messy like Steven Hyde.
"Want a bite?" She asked breaking him from his train of thought. She does that a lot.
He smiled and leaned closer to her and opened his mouth. She gave him a spoonful and his smile was contagious. She smiled too.
Mrs. Forman walked into the kitchen noticing the two teenagers smiling at eachother. Pow.
(Sorry this one is so short. And I keep changing the order of everything because.... I don't know.)
