The One Who Truly Loved Me

Physical Reunion......

Summer vacation was coming to a close. This she knew in the back of her mind. It was almost time to face the music. Having to face their former lovers. If they bothered to show back up in Point Place that is. She wouldn't be surprised if they decided to stay away. After all nobody knew them better than she did. Her former boyfriend that to her was nothing more than a coward that would need a small miracle to occur in order to graduate high school in the first place. As for her former best friend? Well she wouldn't be surprised if she is still wallowing in self pity. She had been warned about what could happen if she dated a Kelso. And of course she didn't listen to her. She never listened to her.

But no matter that was in the past now. She no longer had to deal with having Micheal Kelso as a boyfriend. She no longer had to deal with Donna Pinciotti as a best friend. An ungrateful friend. Instead in one clean swoop she traded both of them in and got something better. Something that would last the rest of her life. She would make sure of it. A boyfriend. A true boyfriend. A boyfriend that makes her happy. Something she had never experienced before when dating Kelso learning exactly what having a real boyfriend is like. A boyfriend that believes in her encouraging her to take the steps needed to ensure her dream of being a world famous fashion designer and she wasn't afraid to let people know it.

No longer wanting to be a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader. That childish dream is in the rear view. Now she was aiming bigger. Aiming for her ultimate goal and she is on the right path to do so. She is now a model. Sure it is for a smaller magazine that can be seen passed around in the mall or seen at the local hub being read by inspiring young women her age and horny teenagers alike but still it is a step in the right direction. She would achieve her dream and she would make sure that he would achieve his as well. That she would make sure of once she learned what exactly that is. But she would find out one day when they are alone. When they are truly alone without any unwanted attention that could be around any corner.

But now was not the time. Right now she can't help but feel content as she dips the end of a brush into a bottle of blue nail polish before she turns back her attention towards her intended target gently painting toenails one after another. Toe nails that if you were to look closely match the same color as her own that could be seen resting on the basement's small table drying off. You must be asking yourself if they aren't her toe nails then whose are they? That answer is quite simple. The only person in the household that would allow her to do so. Her loving boyfriend. A small nickname that she has given him in her head. A boyfriend that she glances at finding his full attention on the model in his hands. A silly toy model of that large ship thing from Star Wars. The Millennium Star Destroyer if she remembered right? Anyways she wouldn't complain. How often would a boyfriend allow their girlfriend to paint their toenails? The answer never! Yet he was allowing her to. Whether it was because he didn't care or he just wanted to make her happy. She liked to believe the later as she continues to paint his toenails in a peaceful silence.

A silence that she knew would be broken at some point. She just wished it wasn't now as the basement door flies open before Hyde quickly ducks in followed by Fez and immediately stop at the open doorway with looks of absolute horror at what they are seeing. I mean come on how bad could it be? Maybe they are just jealous? Yeah she liked to think that. After all she is the most desireable young woman in Point Place. Besides these two already had their chances. The first being the so called rebel of the group. Thank god that little crush of her's went away quickly. She could only think of the horrors of what could have been. Him and that fuzzy beard. A thought that just makes her mentally shutter remembering how scratchy her face felt after the kiss. Then there was Fez. Poor innocent Fez. Someone that she has never had a problem with. Probably never will but she could never be with him. Not with a man that has no confidence. In fact she was still one hundred percent sure that he is still a virgin. Even after being with a crazy stalker that would have thrown her panties at him in a second. These two young men that have surprised her this summer. Well not really. Fez still remained Fez. The goofy foreigner that could be bribed to do anything with a piece of candy. In fact if she remembers right she still needs to go to the store to pick him up some for the smaller favor that she asked him to do the other day. The small favor to distract Eric while she snuck out to make a special purchase for him and she is still surprised at the wide selection they had.