DISCLAIMER: I know people are tired of hearing the same old crap, so I'm not gonna say: 'I don't own any of the Superstars, they own themselves, blah, blah, blah…' I'm just gonna say that: the story is a little similar to the movie, but not quite… so it's okay to read this before actually watching the movie. Read my story and review it damn it! … Pweez =(

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Trish met Jeff at the restaurant at around two. She knew she was late… and that's how she had planned it.

She spotted Jeff sitting at a booth by the window. He was watching as the cars passed by. He had this innocent expression on his face…

"Hey!" Trish said as she slid into the seat across from him.

Jeff looked at her in surprise. "Oh hi Trish! You're an hour late…"

"Oh, I know. They were giving back-to-back reruns of Saved by the Bell. I had to watch it – Zack's a total hottie." Trish said.

"Oh." Jeff said in an upset tone.

"You're not mad, right? Of course you aren't! You're just a sweetie." Trish said, leaning over and pinching Jeff's cheek.

Jeff raised an eyebrow.

Trish smiled at him.

"THAT'S TRISH?!" They heard a loud voice ask.

Jeff and Trish turned around to see Eddie and Matt in a booth towards the back of the restaurant.

Jeff didn't know they were going to be there. He widened his eyes and signaled for the both of them to shut up.

It was Eddie who had yelled.

Matt saw Jeff's signal. He tried to cover up Eddie's mistake.

"Yes, that's fish, you ass!" Matt yelled.

Eddie lowered his eyebrows. "Huh?" He asked.

"That's fish! What else would it be? You can be such an idiot at times!" Matt continued.

Trish turned back to look at Jeff. "I thought one of them said my name." She said.

"No, he said fish… not Trish." Jeff said, sighing.

"Yeah." Trish said.

Just then, the waiter came over.

"Hi, how are you?" He asked politely.

"I'm good thanks." Jeff said.

"I'm fine – and yourself?" Trish asked.

"I'm doing alright. Are you guys all set? Can I take your orders?"

"Yeah – I'll have the chicken parm –" Jeff began. He thought about the night before, and the disgusting chicken Trish fed him. "Yeah, I just want a large pepperoni slice." Jeff said, changing his mind.

The waiter jotted it down. "And you, miss?" He asked.

"I'll have the same." Trish said.

"And to drink?" The waiter asked.

"A large Co –" Jeff thought about the basketball game and the times that Trish sent him to get her Coke. Jeff changed his mind. "A large Pepsi." Jeff said.

The waiter looked at Trish. "I'll have the same." She said again.

The waiter jotted that down, too. "Would you like some garlic knots while you wait for your food?" The waiter asked.

Jeff really didn't want to pay for something he wasn't going to eat. He shook his head "No th –" He began. Trish cut him off.

"Yes please." She said loudly.

Jeff glared at her. She didn't see it.

He was going to pay for the check… why would she just go off and assume he was going to buy her anything she pleased?

The waiter nodded and left.

Jeff looked past Trish to see what Eddie and Matt were doing. Matt was whispering something to Eddie. Jeff figured it was about him, because Eddie kept looking at Jeff.

"So, what did you do when you got home?" Trish asked Jeff.

Jeff diverted his attention from Eddie and Matt to Trish.

"I…sle –" Jeff was about to say 'slept'. He thought about it for a second. "I thought about you." He said in a sexy voice. He leaned over and put his hand over Trish's. He wanted to take her by surprise – and that he did.

Trish's eyes widened. "You did?" She asked.

Jeff nodded. "How could I not?" He asked, smiling.

Trish shrugged, still in surprise.

"Yeah, Trish. I mean… you're great. You're beautiful and sexy as hell… I think I'm falling in lo –"

"Here are your garlic knots." The waiter said, placing a small bowl on the table. "They're making your pizza's now."

"Thank you." Trish said, relieved that the waiter cut Jeff off.

The waiter nodded and left.

"Trish… when I first saw you… I thought 'wow… I'm gonna date her?'" Jeff continued.

Trish stared at him blankly.

"Because you were so damn sexy in your little mini-skirt. Damn, baby, you're sexy right now… actually… you'd be sexy in a T-shirt and sweatpants." Jeff said, biting his lip.

Trish didn't know what to do. Things were going the exact opposite of how she'd planned.

She reached over, grabbed a couple of garlic knots, and shoved them into her mouth.

She chewed for a few seconds. "Do you think I'm sexy now?" She asked with her mouth full.

Jeff made a disgusted face, but it quickly changed. "Yes." He said, even though he didn't mean it.

Trish finished chewing and then swallowed. She burped loudly. "Oh." She said.

Jeff raised an eyebrow.

Trish looked at Jeff. He winked at her.

"Wow, these garlic knots are good." She said, grabbing a few more. She put some in her mouth. "Here, have one." She said, shoving one into Jeff's mouth.

Jeff chewed. "Delicious." He mumbled.

Trish grinned.

"Here are your pizzas." The waiter said, placing the food in front of them.

"Mm…they look great." Trish said. Her eyes widened.

"Enjoy." The waiter said, leaving.

"I want this slice…it looks bigger." Trish said, grabbing the slice that was in front of Jeff. She slid the one that was supposed to be hers in front of him.

"Um…okay." Jeff said.

Trish picked a pepperoni off of her pizza. She stuffed it into her mouth. "Spicy!" She exclaimed.

Jeff watched in awe as Trish took a huge bite out of her pizza. "They cook really good here! They must be real Italians." She said.

"No, actually I'm Portuguese… it's kind of close to Italian, though." The waiter said, placing their Pepsi's in front of them.

"But you're just a waiter." Jeff said.

"Yeah… Pedro cooks most of the food – he's Mexican." The waiter said.

"Oh." Jeff said.

The waiter smiled and left.

Trish was eating her crust while Jeff was only halfway through.

"Are you gonna eat that?" Trish asked, pointing at Jeff's pizza.

"Wow, Trish… you sure can eat." Jeff said.

Trish dropped her crust and her lip quivered. She began to cry – loudly.

People stared at them.

Jeff leaned over. "Trish, what's the matter?" Jeff asked quietly.

"MY BOYFRIEND THINKS I'M FAT!" Trish whined loudly.

"Aww…" Some people said in sympathy.

"Dude! How could you tell her that?" Some guy yelled.

Jeff looked over to whoever said that. His jaw opened when he saw it was Matt.

Eddie stood up. "Yeah! What kind of guy does that? You're a jerk!" Eddie yelled.

Trish continued crying. She got up and ran to the bathroom, bawling as loud as she could.

"She's not even fat! I should kick your ass right now!" Matt yelled.

Some other guys cheered.

"Asshole!" Some lady yelled.

"I'll help you kick his ass!" Another guy yelled.

"There will be no ass-kicking in my restaurant!" Some guy yelled. It was obviously Little Tony. "Either you calm down or leave." Tony said to Jeff.

Jeff raised an eyebrow. "But I –"

"Sir, I don't need your attitude, I have my own." Tony said.

"I don't have an attitude." Jeff said.

"Sir, why are you yelling?" Tony asked.

Jeff was calm. "I'm not yelling." He said.

"Are you calling me a liar?" Tony asked.

"No, I –"

"Now you're insulting me." Tony said.

"I didn't even –"

"Calm down!"

"I'm cal –"

"Now I should let that guy kick your ass." Tony said.

"What did I –"

"Oh, now you're insulting my family!"

"No I'm no –"

"Get out of my restaurant you no good non-Italian!" Tony yelled.

Jeff stood up. He walked towards the door.

"Now you're disrespecting me! This food ain't free!" Tony yelled.

Jeff walked back to where Tony was. He handed him a twenty-dollar bill. "Keep the change." Jeff mumbled.

"Now you're saying my job ain't good enough." Tony said.

"No I'm not!" Jeff yelled.

"Yeah you are, you think I need your change! Look, man, I don't need no one to pity me."

"I'm not pitying you." Jeff said.

"Am I not worth pitying for? Now you're calling me a worthless Italian!" Tony yelled.

"Keep the change, I'm leaving." Jeff said, aggravated already. He walked towards the door again.

"Look at that! He's leaving without his girl!" Matt yelled.

"Probably to go get freaky with some other chick… you disgusting bastard!" Eddie yelled.

"I'm so disgusted! I've lost my appetite!" Matt yelled. He walked by Jeff, spitting at his feet.

"Me too!" Eddie yelled, following Matt.

"Go get your girlfriend!" Someone yelled at Jeff.

Jeff went toward the woman's bathroom.

"My eight-year-old daughter is in there! You dirty man!" A woman yelled.

"Ma'am, I wouldn't –"

"You would! Tony, there's a man trying to rape this woman's daughter!" Another woman yelled.

"Get the hell out of my restaurant!" Tony yelled.

Jeff sighed and walked out of the restaurant.

Trish poked her head out of the bathroom and laughed.

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