𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐎𝐕 was the type of girl who wouldn't take shit from anyone.
𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 was the type of guy who would give her hell just to spite her.
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❝𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 �...
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ＧＩＭＭＥ！ ＧＩＭＭＥ！ ＧＩＭＭＥ！ （Ａ ＭＡＮ ＡＦＴＥＲ ＭＩＤＮＩＧＨＴ）
𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔞
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I sit in between Hyde's legs on the freezer as Donna tutors Kelso and Jackie. "So, if 'x' equals seven, then 'y' equals..."
"Two?" Jackie guesses.
"Wrong. Kelso?"
"'L'?"
"Also wrong. It's a pretty simple equation, guys. Just think about it for a second."
Michael gapes at the girl in front of him. "You're so pretty. You don't even need to know math."
She grins. "That's so weird! I was just thinking the same thing."
"Steven," Eric mocks, "you're so pretty, you don't need to know nothin'."
He plays along. "That's good, 'cause I'm stupid!"
I giggle quietly as Kelso scoffs. "Yeah, real mature, guys."
Suddenly, Fez bursts in, his clothes tattered and dirty and his hair a mess.
"Fezzie, what happened?" I frown.
"I was walking back from the pep rally, flush with school spirit," he pants, "when some boys from Fort Anderson jumped me, and they slapped me, and they beat me!"
Eric and Hyde start laughing.
"That's not funny! They spray painted me on my ass! I want revenge against those Fort Anderson Snapping Turtles."
"Tell you what, Fez," Steven offers. "We'll get you a can of paint thinner. It has to be done."
"Yeah, and the three of us have to watch," Kelso agrees.
"Fine. But this time, no smoking," Fez grumbles.
Steven holds me tightly by my waist and leaves kisses along my neck and shoulders as the other boys go outside. I tilt my head to the side, exposing more skin, and grip his arms. We've unintentionally been holding off on having sex since we got back together, and I guess that's starting to get to him.
I can't blame him, though. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel the same.
Donna and Jackie somehow don't notice it, but Eric's head pops into the room and he scrunches up his face.
"Ew, man, get off of her!"
Steven groans in annoyance. "Man, I was about to get some!"
"Hyde, come on!"
"Fine."
I climb off of the dryer and peck his lips. "I'll see you later?"
He kisses the tip of my nose. "You know it, Princess."
