This is a rewrite of the novel Kelly's Hero by Beth Cruise. The premise of the story was great, but the book had tons of continuity errors and things in general I wanted to change. The main idea of the novel is about Kelly overcoming sexual harassment in the workplace with Zack's help. Some of the continuity errors in the novel are Kelly has never been a waitress before which makes her working at the Max nonexistent. She and Zack date on and off throughout their senior year, which is ok, but the stories fit nowhere with the episodes. Anyway, I'm going to use the main idea and write the story to fit into the tv series. On that note, this story takes place during the gang's senior year after Student Teacher Week and before Senior Prom.

It was Friday evening. The Max had only its usual customers. Kelly collected the dirty dishes from one of the circular tables, and counted the tip money. It didn't take long to count—it was a fifty cent tip. Either her waitressing skills were slipping or the customers were.

Kelly needed money, and her waitressing job at the Max wasn't cutting it anymore. If she wanted to be able to afford to even attend a community college, she was going to have to get another job. She pulled the weekly newspaper she'd brought from home out of her apron, and plopped down in her favorite booth at the Max. As she searched through the wanted ads in the newspaper, Slater strolled through the door.

"Hey, Kelly! What's up?" he asked pulling up a chair. Even though the booth was empty, he preferred his usual spot.

"Just job searching," Kelly said flatly as she laid the paper down.

"You want another job?" he asked shocked. "You already gave up softball and swimming to work more hours here! Are you going to drop cheerleading and volleyball too?" It had been a hard decision, but Kelly decided she needed to work more than play, and the softball and swim teams had suffered tremendously because of it. It took a lot of cheering up after the decision, but Kelly had bounced back. Slater couldn't believe she might be dropping volleyball and cheerleading to get a second job-- she might never recover.

"Well, no. I wouldn't work another job," she replied lacing her fingers together. "I'm looking for a different job."

Zack slid into the booth across from Kelly overhearing her last sentence. "A different job? You mean you're giving up being a waitress? I thought you liked it."

"I do like it. Being a waitress has its perks. I mean, I get to hang out with you guys all of the time."

"And we get to see you in that uniform all of the time," Zack smiled at her.

"Yeah,"Slater added flashing a dimpled smile only to lose it once he felt a smack from behind. Slater rubbed the back of his head and frowned. He turned his head and found Jessie grinning smugly down at him and hugging her books to her chest.

"Guys, I'm being serious," Kelly told them.

"So are we," Zack replied winking at her and flashing his trademark smile.

Kelly shook her head with a half smile across her lips. Lately, Zack had been hitting on her like crazy. After they broke up, he had hardly complimented her. After Student Teacher Week, things had changed. She had to admit she liked knowing he was still attracted to her, but she didn't want to read into his words too much. After all, he was Zack Morris. Flirting was like breathing.

"When I first started, I was making lots of money in tips on top of my paycheck. Now, I'm lucky if I get a tip telling me not to blow dry my hair in the bath tub," she shrugged her shoulders.

"Is it really that bad?" Jessie asked her. Kelly pulled the two quarters out of her apron pocket and put them on the table. Jessie raised her eyebrows, and Slater whistled through his teeth.

"I think I've lost my touch," she sighed as she put her head in her hands.

"No way, Kelly. You still do a great job. It's just your waiting on a bunch of broke high school students," Zack assured her.

"Thanks, Zack. But I'll still have to find a better paying job if I want to afford college next year."

"Well, we'll keep our ears open for job openings," Jessie comforted.

Kelly nodded. She hoped she would hear of something soon. She noticed Zack had scooted the paper toward him and was now browsing the help wanted ads.

"I'm meeting Lisa and Screech at the movies," Jessie informed them. "Do you guys want to come along?"

"I'd better not," Kelly replied.

"I'm sorry, Kelly. I wasn't thinking…" Jessie trailed off.

"Yeah, so what else is new?" Slater rolled his eyes, then, covered the back of his head quickly to protect it from being smacked again.

"Listen to this!" Zack interrupted. "Waitress or waiter needed at the Palisades Country Club. Looking for someone friendly, experienced, and willing to work evenings and weekends."

"That sounds perfect!" Kelly exclaimed.

"Aren't Lisa and her parents members there?" Jessie asked. "Maybe they could put in a recommendation for you."

Zack tore out the ad and handed it to Kelly. "You would meet all the requirements, and if Lisa's parents put in a good word, that'll make your chances even higher. Plus, no more fifty cent tips. It'd be more like five dollars."

"Yeah, and that would be the cheapskates." Slater told her grinning.

Kelly grabbed Zack's hand and squeezed. "I'll go first thing in the morning and apply! Thanks for finding this Zack! "

"You're welcome," he smiled back locking his hazel eyes with Kelly's sparkling blue ones. Jessie watched as he rubbed his now empty palm with his thumb. She looked at Slater to see if he saw the same thing.

Slater was oblivious. He jumped out of his chair and stood beside of Jessie. "How about that movie, mamma?" he asked.

"Oh, right," Jessie stopped observing Zack's strange behavior and looked at Slater, "We'd better get going. Are you coming Zack?"

"Sure. Let's go, Kelly!" He slid out of the booth and motioned for her.

"Zack, I already said I wasn't going," she reminded him.

"It's my treat in celebration for your career change," he grinned.

She shook her head, but got up anyway, knowing that he wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Besides, you can pay me back when you start making five dollar tips!" he kidded her. She nudged him with her elbow. He laughed as she looped her arm in his as they headed out the door.