❝ Why don't you ever say my name? ❞
❝ Because I'm terrified of the words that might come after it ❞
➪ Kara Pinciotti; she's a little sarcastic, a little rude, and just a bit clueless. That is, when she falls for Steven Hyde unexpectedly.
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EPISODE FOUR Eric Forman's Vista Cruiser 7:03pm
I sit in the front seat between Eric and Donna; Hyde, Kelso, and Jackie behind us with Dylan and Fez squished in the trunk. It's a packed arrangement which didn't help with the constant remarks Hyde would slip in for Dylan.
Hyde turns around to face the trunk, "Hey Peebody, do you really like Todd Rundgren, or are you just a pawn in our corrupt government system?"
I reach back, hitting Hyde between the shoulder blades, "Don't call him that, dillhole,"
"Yeah, that's mean, Hyde," Kelso joins, looking at Dylan sincerely. I smile, maybe there is hope for the boy, "Look at the shirt man, he's definitely a rock fan, right Peebody?" Kelso and Hyde laugh obnoxiously.
Eric's light laugh is quickly cut off by my death glare. I sigh harshly, resting my head on the back of my seat. This is the reason new people never want to hang out with us.
"Alright alright," Donna starts, "Kelso, shut up unless you want me to tell Dylan about your 7th birthday party," Jackie's features light up with curiosity as Kelso's expression quickly converts to one of terror. I snicker, almost forgetting all about the unfortunate event.
Dylan smirks, peaking his head between Jackie and Kelso, "Actually, I'd love to hear about that," Fez subtly agrees behind him, "Me too,"
Clearly trying to distract us, Kelso aggressively points off into the distance, "Hey guys, look it's the concert!"
Kels saves himself from reliving probably the most embarrassing moment of his life as Eric pulls into the parking lot. Everyone filters out of the Vista cruiser, standing around awkwardly.
The gang exchanges uncomfortable glances with one another, "what?" I question.
Eric clears his throat, "uh.." he trails off awkwardly. I brush him off, shivering as the wind kicks up speed.
Hyde steps closer to me, smoothly slipping his arm around my shoulder. Dylan's gaze carefully eyes me as the scene unfolds. I don't think much of it, enjoying the warmth of my best friend's body against mine.
Eric finishes his sentence so quickly, I almost didnt catch it, "There's not enough tickets for everyone,"
"What?!" I snap, looking up at Hyde; he shrugs causing my body to move with his. I brush off the small smile forming on my face from our close proximity. He was trying to get to me.
The rest of the gang let out a series of groans and noises of irritation due to Formans lack of honesty. I still couldnt wrap my head around how he waited until the very last second to tell everyone this.
