A/N: I own nothing, unfortunately.
A/N2: My first story. Please R&R.
A/N3: Rating is for later chapters. This is a total LL fic.
Chapter One
"Come On, it'll be fun!" Lorelai, all poutting lips and sparkling eyes, crooned from the opposite side of the counter.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I am not going to that damn joke of a town event?" Luke stopped himself before he launched into one of his infamous rants, he didn't have time to indulge Lorelai at the moment. His sacred blue baseball cap was turned backwards, as usual and today's outfit ensemble consisted of plain blue jeans, the usual hiking boots, a simple grey shirt and a red flannel.
"But there'll be camping! You like camping," Lorelai reasoned.
The atmosphere of the diner was bustling. This only helped to fuel Lorelai's perky mood even more. She was clad in a light blue sweater sans sleeves, and a knee-length grey skirt. Her strappy heels clicked soundly against the tile as she stood up from her stool and brushed her dark curly hair from her face.
"Just picture it," she continued, following Luke as he moved between the tables, refilling coffee, "the woodsy forest in all of its pine-y, birch-y, maple-y glory! And you and me and the whole Stars Hollow sitting around a huge bonfire, roasting marshmallows and drinking coffee. Well, not you of course, because you think coffee is the root of all evil and what not…" Lorelai didn't know why she had said 'you and me', but she figured that if she just talked really fast, he wouldn't question what she meant. She also didn't know why her heart swelled at the thought of her and Luke sitting near a fire… brushing the thought away, she continued her rambling.
By this time, Luke had successfully served four customers their breakfasts and filled approximately twelve cups of coffee.
"The answer is no," Luke said, briefly looking up from his notepad, "Now siddown and eat something. Coffee isn't good on an empty stomach."
Lorelai giggled, "Apparently you haven't met me…"
Luke simply rolled his eyes and filled the cup that Lorelai had thrust in his direction. He looked at Lorelai, and his heart thumped suddenly, as it usually did when she was around.
It was then that the bells suspended over the door jingled merrily, signaling Rory's arrival. She was wearing her usual Chilton uniform, and had a large, obviously heavy, yellow backpack slung over her shoulders.
"Hey kid," Lorelai kissed her daughter on the cheek as Rory sat down beside her, setting three books onto the counter… Faulkner, Proust, and her French textbook. At Luke's inquisitive look, she said, "They didn't fit in my bag."
And after a pause, she continued with, "Coffee to go, diner man!"
He responded with "Nervous habits in a cup… just a second." And with a fleeting glance at Lorelai, stepped into the storeroom to get more coffee.
TBC… R&R welcome….