Touch of Hellfire (Original Version)

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"Wow, busy today, has Luke been advertising?" Mom joked as we stepped into the diner.

"It's getting good reviews, I believe," I said. "Then we should be giving it bad ones, so we'll secure a table," Mom suggested. "That'd be wrong but sure," Rory pointed out.

Mom looked over at Luke talking to someone. "Oh, Luke!" she called in a southern accent. "We are just dying for refreshments!"

"Keep your pants on!" Luke called back. "It's like a switch," I commented. Today was Saturday, my date with Jess or get together or whatever. "Anyway, I found a CD under the front seat of the car," Rory told us. "Did you lose one?"

"Nope, Mom?" I smirked, knowing where Rory was heading. "Not that I'm aware of," Mom told her. "You didn't hide it?" Rory interrogated her.

"Why would I hide a CD?" Mom wondered. "Dunno, the Bay City Rollers?"

"No, it isn't," Mom denied Rory's claim. "How do you know?" it was my turn for the interrogation. "Because I know what's not hidden under that seat," Mom stated.

"Because you know Barry Manilow is under that seat!" Rory exclaimed. "Where is Barry Manilow?" Luke asked us as he came over. "Under Mom's seat," I laughed.

"Fine, I hid Barry Manilow," Mom pouted. "Aha! A confession!" I cheered. "He was a big thing when I was small, it's the live version where he does a medley on the jingles he wrote," Mom attempted to justify it. "Everyone is allowed a guilty pleasure," Rory said.

"Like Heather and Star Wars?" Mom looked at me. "I'm not ashamed of it, Star Wars is the best cinematic universe, not to mention Darth Vader is the best villain of all time," I told her. "You mean your secret husband?" Mom teased me. "Well, I am the evil twin, are you surprised?" I chuckled.

"What about Never Been Kissed?" Rory asked me.

"Cruel!" I grumbled. "See," Rory smiled. "I'm sorry, Bryan Adams who?" I fought back.

"Evil!" Rory stated. "Can we have two muffins please?"

Luke walked off. "Well, at least I'm not lame, dancing the Macarena for hours," Mom laughed at us. "We were mocking it," I corrected her. "You can't say anything, Mrs Manilow."

"Okay, war's over," Rory broke it up. "Let's all be friends again."

***

I walked into Luke's at about seven. "Heather?" Luke looked quite confused at my presence.

"Hey, Luke," I muttered. "Going on a date?" he asked me. "Uh, sort of," I admitted.

I bit my lip, feeling the awkward tension between us. "Is uh...Jess upstairs?" I stuttered.

"Uh, yeah," Luke answered, confused. I walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. Jess opened it and smiled once he saw me on the other side. "Hi," I mumbled. "Hi," Jess replied. He stood aside to let me in. "Extra cheese okay?" he wondered.

I smirked. "My favourite."

"Good," he mumbled. "So, what movie did you choose?" I asked him. "Well, I had to pick Breakfast Club, I love it," he admitted. "Well, you are John Bender's twin basically," I laughed.

"Sorry, the place is a mess," he muttered. "That's fine," I told him.

We sat down and he put on the movie. "Ah, Emilio Estevez," I smirked. "He's your favourite?" Jess asked me. "Bender is my favourite, I'm just saying he's not bad looking back then," I put my hands up in surrender.

We were pretty silent until we got to the lunch scene. "This is my favourite scene," I told Jess. "Really?" Jess wondered. "I feel that everyone focuses too much on the end but the lunch really reflects their characteristics, at least the ones they want people to see," I explained. "Claire, fancy, Allison, weird, Brian, basic slash stereotypical slash picture perfect and Andrew, big appetite for wrestling."