Authors Note:
is what the character is thinking. Also, Tristan did not break into Bowman's dad's safe. Dean is nowhere near Rory, she's never known him. Jess and Rory are really chummy pals. Seriously, like best friends.Disclaimer
: Throughout this whole story, umm I don't own anything and I don't mean anything if whatever I write seems similar to something. Hehe I'm not an airhead. Really.Chapter 1
This is so boring thought Rory in the middle of chemistry. This substitute teacher is so weird. Doesn't she know that we've already learnt about covalent bonding?
She heard rousing laughter behind her and turned around. It was Tristan and a bunch of jocks. They've been interrupting the class since forever. The teacher silenced them and slapped a couple of them with detentions. Tristan has detention. What does that make it? His fiftieth? She eyed him, sizing him up. What is it about him that attracts everyone? Well, everyone apart from me. He is just typical of someone with too much money and too little guidance. She shook herself mentally and got out of her daydream. Tristan was staring at her staring at him. As if I care.
She about turned and faced the teacher again. This is so boring.
Rory was at her locker, taking out her books and packing it in her bag. She glanced at her watch. 4.20. Darn. She's going to be late for her 4.45 volunteering session at the helpline. The helpline is for all teenagers and young adults with problems, and the whole point of it is to help people. Although, most of the time the callers were just people playing pranks. Rory slammed her locker shut and walked to her bus stop. On the way there, she saw Tristan in the detention room. He was staring at her. She walked quickly to the bus stop and got on the waiting bus.
At the helpline center
Rory sat in her assigned booth and picked up her 16th call of the day. It was only 4.50.
"Hello. This is teenhelpline. I'm Leigh," she started. She always used her middle name because it wasn't so obvious in case people tried to stalk her or anything. The only people who knew she worked here are her mother, Lane, Jess, and Luke.
There was a long pause. Finally, someone spoke up. "I'm depressed."
Rory sighed. Another one of the dozen's of hopeless causes. "Oh. Depressed huh? What got you down then?"
"Well, I think I'm failing my classes," said a high-pitched girl.
"I see," said Rory.
The girl laughed. "Well, anyway I got to go now. I'm not really depressed. Hehe. Bye."
Rory slammed the phone down. What an idiot. As if I doesn't have better things to do than talk to people who belong in the psychiatric ward. Dumbass. She got up from her booth and signalled that she was going on break. She needed coffee, badly. She got coffee from the coffee machine, which tasted bad, but hey! At least it was caffeine. She grudgingly walked back to her booth and answered another call.
"Hi. This is teenhelpline. I'm Leigh," she began.
"Hello," said someone. It was a boy. He had a deep, rather sensuous voice.
"How are you doing today?" asked Rory. Most people don't reveal their problems at first. They have to test the waters, make sure that you won't scorn them or laugh at them.
"I'm fine. I'm just back from school."
"I see. Are you tired?"
"No, I had a lot of rest the night before."
"That's good. Most people don't have the proper amount of sleep."
"I know." The boy paused for a while. "Do you think you can help me, miss?"
Rory smiled. This person had nice manners. "Call me Leigh. I'll try to help you if I can. What do I call you?"
"Thank you, Leigh. I'm Romeo," said the boy.
"Romeo? After Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet? I love that book, it's just such a classic although I hate the ending. I mean, they should be able to have at least a happy life together."
"Yes, after that." The boy laughed. "Doesn't the sound of spiritual togetherness for a lifetime sound appealing to you? That's what he meant, I think. They can't be together physically because of all the things that are standing in the way, but at least they can be together spiritually."
"Mm-hmm," Rory paused. Their conversation was light-hearted but there seems to be an underlying tone of sadness to it. "Well, Romeo. You sound like a very romantic person."
Romeo laughed. "I am. Well, I think I am. Although I have a rather unfortunate reputation as a player, which is not the real me."
"A player? How can players be romantic?" scorned Rory.
"No, you got it wrong. People think I am a player but that's not who I am."
"Right. And how many people have you gone out with?"
There was a long pause. "Umm. I'm not sure."
"You're not sure because you can't remember how many hearts you've broken. Am I right or am I right?" giggled Rory. She liked this Romeo.
"Maybe," said the boy. He laughed a little to himself.
"Well, your name doesn't seem to help you very much. Seeing as you're named after a very romantic person, it seems fitting that you follow after your namesake." He does act like what I imagine a Romeo would act like. Although who would really call their son Romeo? [ AN: no offense to Beck and Posh ]
"Yeah, I know," said the boy. He sighed.
"Right," said Rory.
"Umm, listen, Leigh. I have to go now because my friend wants me to meet him somewhere. Talk to you later, okay?"
"Bye." She put the phone back to its cradle, and looked at the clock. 6.00. Jeez that sure went by quickly It's the end of her shift. She told the person in charge and walked to the bus stop nearby. She got on the bus, it was time for her to go home.
Rory's house
"Rory, pick up the phone! I'm in the shower. I would pick up the phone if you want but I'd be dripping all over the carpet and I think I forgot to bring my towel or my bathrobe in so if you don't want to see me in my birthday suit, you better pick up the phone. Now!" yelled Lorelai.
Rory sighed. Mum is in such a bad mood today She rummaged around the living room, searching for the cordless phone that always seems to be misplaced. Ah-ha! There you are! She picked up the phone.
"Hello!"
"Hey Rory! Can't find the phone again, huh? Wassup?" It was Jess.
"Oh, hi Jess… I found the phone, if I didn't I wouldn't be talking to you and you'd still be listening to the ringing tone crap. At least I got my exercise for the day. Whatcha want," commented Rory.
"Jeez, I'm hurt. Can't I talk to my best friend for a while?" asked Jess.
"Well, yeah… ok I'll meet you at the bridge. See ya there?"
"Okie Rory. Ciao," said Jess.
She put the phone down and went to fetch her coat. On the way there, she yelled, "Mum I'm going to the bridge to meet Jess. I'll see you at Luke's later for dinner."
Lorelai mumbled a reply, and Rory got out of the door. She walked to the bridge that had become so rapidly a meeting place for the two of them. The bridge is a significant thing in their close relationship; it is something that they both share together. Jess was already there, making stones skip across the water.
"Hey, Rory," said Jess. His back was facing her. He seems to have an intutition about when Rory is around. Maybe that's what happens when people become soul mates.
"Jess," she stated. She sat down next to him, and glanced at the book in his hands. There is always a book in his hands. That's what she liked about him. Although there seems to be a tough-cookie exterior about him, inside he was all marshmallow.. hehe… Jess as soft as a marshmallow. Who would have thought?
"What are you laughing about now?" asked Jess. He glanced up at her.
"Umm nothing, s'more," said Rory.
There was a confused look on Jess's face. "S'more? What does that mean? On second thoughts, I don't think I want to know…"
Rory laughed. "I'll tell you some day, Jess. So how was your day?"
"Boring. Go to school, come back, work, come see you. Isn't that always how it goes?" "Well yeah, I suppose."
"Hmm. How was your day, Rory?"
"It was fine I guess. All those stupid people in the teenhelpline annoy me so much. Most of them do it just to annoy me!!!"
"Rory, they don't even know you," soothed Jess. He put an arm over her shoulder to calm her down.
"Well, I bet they know who I am! They probably go around looking for me when I talk to them and then they know what things I get annoyed about and.. grrr!" said Rory.
"Rory. Calm down," said Jess. "Name me something good about the teenhelpline then."
Rory paused. Something good? I don't know of anything good in the teenhelpline… oh what about Romeo? "Well, there was this guy. His name is Romeo."
Jess snorted. "Romeo? That's the most dysfunctional name in the whole of mankind."
"That's not nice. I find the name rather romantic."
"Well, you would. You're a girl," said Jess. He laughed at the murderous look on Rory's face. "Oops, I forgot that you're a bit of a feminist. Not!"
"Jess! Listen. Well, Romeo is really nice, he sounds really clever and all. Although, I don't really know why he called me. He doesn't seem to have any problem."
"Really? What did he say then?"
"Nothing. We just talked about this and that, and then he said talk to you later."
"A-ha! Talk to you later! That means he'll call you back some other time and you'll talk about something interesting."
"Yeah. We'll see. Half the people don't call back when they say they will."
"Hmm. Rory, it's dinner time. I'll race you to the diner." Said Jess. In a shot, he was up and running.
"Jess! That's not fair. You cheater!" yelled Rory as she stood up and ran after him. "You know how I hate running."
continued…
tell me what ya all think and if u guys understood it! And if u have any ideas/views on how the story should go on, tell me… also, who do u think Romeo is? *hehe, personally I think it's so obvious, it's staring at you in the face*
