"A Breathless Holiday"

Rated T for just sweet fluff

Disclaimer: I'm gettin' a middle finger for Christmas. Oh, yeah. The last names are revealed.

Chapter 2: Feelin' Worse Than It Is

There seems to be quiet time around Heather's household at dinner time. She was just a little bored, albeit a little sleepy. Around her left hand was her fork playing with her mother's famous chicken cheese casserole. Along with the fried green beans and the mashed potatoes. The rest of her family members started passing along the salt.

"Honey. Pass the salt, will you?" Heather's mother said to her.

Heather then blandly passes her the salt. She then let out a sigh.

"Sweetie, can you pass me the pepper. I feel like your mom didn't add enough spice to this casserole." Heather's dad said to her sternly. She then passes the pepper to him without even looking.

And then, Heather's mom finally notices her daughter's problem.

"Honey, what's the matter?"

"Nothin', mom. I'm just a little tired." Heather replied, as her fork started to make like a rake around the mashed potatoes.

"Come on. You have to eat something. What could be the problem?" her mother said, being a little concerned.

"Her boyfriend rejected her offer of going to the Christmas dance because of her pig-like nose." Her annoying brother Damien said to her.

"Shut your little trap, you demon!" Heather shouted at him across the dinner table angrily. His dad quickly put a stop to the whole fiasco.

"Now kids. Let's not argue here." their dad spoke as he turned his attention to her daughter. "Heather, is this true?"

Heather then lifted her head to her ever-loving parents.

"Yes, it's true. Alejandro's not gonna take me to the Christmas dance, because he's going out of town for the holidays. It's just not fair." Heather spoke tiredlessly as she put her head down.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that...I know how you feel. I remember when I was your age that Tucker Cruz couldn't take me to the annual Christmas dance." Heather's mom replied lightly as she consoled her daughter.

"Why, did he stood you up?" Heather responded, as she turned her head to her mother.

"No. He was gay. But that was a whole, uncomfortable story..."

"I know, sis. Maybe the reason Alejandro didn't wanna take you because he's a homo." Damien said to her as she kept making her feel bad.

"Damien! Language!" Heather's mom said to Damien, scolding him.

"Fine, Mexican. Whatever." Damien replied as he went back to eating his food.

"Look, honey...you wanna go take a nap?" her mom said, with a sweet nature.

"Sure, mom... Just wrap my food up for me." Heather said, as she ended up walking like a zombie upstairs and into her room. She shut the door on her way, looking like she wants to cry. Both of her parents became concerned.

"I guess she's taking this really hard, dear..." her mother spoke to his husband. They were really worried about their daughter. She was really looking forward to going to this dance with Alejandro, but it looks like it wasn't going to happen for her.

"Yeah. I'm gonna go back to eating...you just get some saran wrap." Heather's father said as he went back to eating his dinner with his annoying son.

"Got it honey." she said as she went to the kitchen. But as soon as she did...she had heard a doorbell.

"Coming!" Heather's mother spoke as she raced to the door.

As she opened it, the figured had turned out to be Justin.

"Hey, Mrs. Rothstein. Just wanted to stop and return your daughter's books she accidentally left behind from school." Justin spoke as he gave Heather's mother the books, which happened to be her binder and her history book.

"Thanks. It's weird that my daughter would forget something like this. Anything important going on at school?" she said to him still standing at the doorway.

"Nothing much. I felt like she just forgot, that's all." Justin had replied.

"Well, that's very sweet of you. By the way, can you tell your mother that if I can borrow some sugar? I'm afraid I don't have enough sugar to make one of my famous fruitcakes. It's about to the holidays, you know." Heather's mom said to him, making sure that Justin never forgets.

"Sure. I can do that. Is your daughter here? I felt like I wanted to give those books to her." he replied to her mom.

"I wish. But she's kinda down. Alejandro turned her down of going to the annual Christmas dance."

Justin then felt bad for Heather, who was locked in her room with her head buried beneath the pillow.

"Yeah. I'm still trying to find one. I was gonna ask Courtney Rodriguez to the dance, but she kicked me in the nay-nay's instead. It really hurt. Anyway, I'm gonna leave now. Sorry to take so much of your time." Justin spoke to her as he left and was about to enter in his black GTO.

But in a matter of seconds, Heather's mother just came something up to mind.

"Hey, Justin...I know you're leaving but...I forgot to ask one thing..."

"What's that, Mrs. R?" Justin said as he turned his head.

"You said you don't have a date for the Christmas dance, right?" Heather's mom came to him unexpectedly.

"Yeah. Why?"

"I was wondering if it's any help...if you can take Heather to the annual Christmas dance as your date?" she said in a nice manner. Justin always seemed to look at Heather's mother this way. Always so sweet, always so caring...

Justin then thought about it. It would disturb people that Heather would be seen with a third-rate nobody who compares little to Alejandro. However, Justin then became "the hunk". Every woman wanted to snuggle and caress him, and every man would want to be like him. But when Alejandro came onto the scene, Justin's light soon became flourished. He then started to become ignored by every female student body. Justin just plain hated that man for stealing his thunder, his mojo! But then again, maybe one innocent night with Heather could mean that Justin could shoot his reputation back up. He would be transformed from a "hunk" to a "stallion". Then, maybe...girls would start to ignore Alejandro, and that his reputation would crumble! Justin just loved the idea of it. He then gave Heather's mother an acceptable response.

"Sure, I wouldn't mind. At least she won't be alone." Justin spoke as he smiled gleefully at Heather's mom.

"Thank you so very much. I'm gonna go surprise her the day before the dance. Thanks once again!" Heather's mom spoke as she went back into the house. And so did Justin, who went back to his black GTO. He soon started the engine, which had a nice vibration, and drove off.

"Ha, take that Alejandro! Man, I really love her mom...she's kinda hot too. I wouldn't mind setting the fountain of youth for her anyday..." Justin thought to himself as he was driving, and thinking about something dirty about Heather's mom. This was gonna be the best night of his life, no doubt about it.

How will Heather react when her mother tells her who's gonna take her to the dance? And how is Justin gonna tell his friends? Read and review! This is gonna get better by the minute!