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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𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰
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"Children," I mutter fondly as Steven and Fez engage in a pencil-swordfight.
We stop abruptly as we notice Michael waiting outside the car, wearing nothing on his legs except for a pair of-
"Gym shorts?"
"Oh," he shivers, "Something happened. I had to take my pants off."
"Do you shave your legs?" Hyde chortles.
"No! They're just... naturally smooth."
"Naturally smooth?"
"Shut up!"
"Not to worry, Kelso," Fez teases, "the Puberty Bunny will visit you soon."
"Guys, lay off him," I scoff, pushing them away from the flustered and cold Kelso. "Mike, if you want, I can drive you home so you don't have to deal with these assholes."
"Man, thanks, Ana," he sighs, approaching me for a hug.
I sidestep away from him, as the shorts are extremely tight on him.
Eric and a blonde-haired girl that I vaguely recognize step outside.
"So, lab partner," she bites her lip, obviously infatuated with him, "I guess you and I are going to be spending a lot of time together, huh?"
"Yeah, Shelly," Eric nods. "And a good thing, too! Just 'cause, y'know, I shouldn't be alone around a Bunsen burner."
I chuckle quietly, remembering the time he almost burned down the chemistry lab while using one of those, but falter as the girl starts giggling flirtasiously and, frankly, obnoxiously.
"That is so funny!" she guffaws. "Let me go tell my friends you're driving me home." She rushes off with a radiant smile on her lips.
"Well," Steven smirks, "it looks like Shelly has a thing for Forman."
"Yes, and Forman has a thing for Shelly," Fez adds with a laugh. "It's in his pants."
"She's going to invite you to her house," Kelso beams. "That's what slutty girls do when their folks aren't home."
Hyde opens the passenger door to hop in, wrongly assuming that he'll be driven home, and is pushed to the side by Shelly, who is practically bursting at the fact that her crush is taking her home.
"So, Eric, my parents aren't home. Let's go to my house," she says suggestively.
Frowning, Steven shuts the door and wraps an arm around my shoulders. "Don't you have a girlfriend, Forman?"
