"Shoot! I have no space in my bag already, without all the extra textbooks
I now have to take home. Who am I? Albert Einstein? I do not invent things
which can carry twenty millions tons of books. Damn it, I'm probably gonna
have the same locker next year. Why clear it out!"
Rory slammed her locker door shut and jumped to see Tristan leaning on the locker next to hers, staring.
"Ahh . . .ok am I behind in the fashion category of 'standing beside Rory's locker and freaking her out is cool' or is it just you and Paris who are in on it?" Rory raised her eyebrow at the sight of Tristan.
"Hi Mary, I see that you have obviously not changed from that bookworm personality of yours, which now I might add also includes communicating with both lockers and books. By the way, how is fantastic apron wearing friend-or as I would say, farm boy-of yours or is he still your boyfriend?"
"What are you doing her Tristan? I thought that your dad shipped you off to military school in North Carolina, out of my life and everyone else's as well."
"You hurt me Mary. You should know the procedures. You go in, talk to a few guards, tell them that you're gay and that your dad is a government official and will give them a pay rise if they let you out and kazam, they do it. A bunch of idiots they are, they'll believe in anything."
"Ok, I should've known better than to speak to you again. You can never be nice to me." Rory lifted her bag and stumbled to get her balance with all her books, and power walked down the hall.
"Come on, you have to admit that you have missed me even if it was for that split second." Tristan tried to walk fast enough to keep up with her.
"Oh yeah, you and I would both wish for that I'm sure, but sorry, no fat chance." Saying this made Rory feel a tinkling wind run up her spine, as though she was nervous with Tristan's presence.
"As much as I would like to continue this trade of insults, I've gotta go, my bus is here. See you in the next 100 years!" Rory hopped onto the bus and took a seat at the front. Glancing back, she saw Tristan turn around, shoulders slumped. She watched as he trudged back over to his silver Porsche. 'Damn his still so cute.' She thought as the bus started to drive away. Staring out the window made her think about Tristan. What he had done, how he had changes, even whom he's dated. The last person she could remember him dating was Summer, and he was really thwarted when she broke up with him, but he must have dated other people even in Chilton since then. Rory spent the rest of the bus trip home thinking about Tristan. Getting off the bus and seeing Dean standing there, waiting for her, made her feel weird, as though they should've never meant to be together.
"Hey beautiful, how was your day?"
"Fine thanks," she replied distantly. Dean planted a kiss on her forehead.
"So do you wanna catch a movie tomorrow? Just to get your mind off your school and start the engine for summer break?" Dean asked as he slipped his hand into hers.
"Yeah. Sure. OK"
"What else do you want to do over the break? Watch battle bots, mock over hilarious movies or we could always practice for your next debutante ball . . . that was a joke by the way." Dean watched Rory's reaction and he could clearly see that her mind was somewhere else.
"Uh . . . what did you just say?"
"Nothing, it doesn't really matter. Hey, I'm really tired, so I guess I'll see you later then, k?" Dean said, managing to plant a quick kiss on his girlfriend's lips. He walked off in the direction of his house, while Rory headed towards Luke's diner.
As Rory walked through the door, she witnessed Lorelai desperately trying to teach Luke how to play bagel hockey.
"NO, No, no. You've gotta work that butt of yours. Gosh, you'd think that someone who could catch a phone with two quick, simple words could play a simple game of bagel hockey, invented by the super-genius herself, moi!" Lorelai said while pointing to herself. She turned around and saw Rory.
"Hi hun, how's your day been?"
"It was okay, but my bags weigh a ton, and my shoulders are killing me. Oh and Tristan's back, but no biggie." Lorelai misses the bagel that Luke had just slung her way.
"What? Evil One's back? And you're okay sweetie?" Lorelai said with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine, I gave him with a present packed with insults so I'm fine, Luke can I get some coffee pleeze. . .." Rory gave Luke her puppy dog eyes.
"Oh fine, I am willing to supply coffee to my favourite customer, but you do know that, that stuff is going to kill you some day." He turned around to pour some.
"Well, you'll keep your fingers crossed and look forward to that day I'm sure." Rory sat down next to Lorelai.
"What! Did my ears just pop or did I hear you say that she (points to Rory) is your favourite customer. I thought I as your favourite customer." Lorelai said looking sad, "Hello, please also remember who's paying for all of her coffee consumptions, and Luke also note in YOUR notebook that that stuff is called coffee."
"Geez, sorry, I correct myself. ONE of my TWO favourite customers. Though the other one is not allowed coffee at the moment-too much too dangerous." Luke placed a fresh cup of coffee in front of Rory.
"You better watch it next time, Duke." Lorelai gives Luke a long evil stare.
"Hey Luke, is Jess about? I've just gotta return a book of his, that's all." Rory said, avoiding the questioning look her mother gave her.
"I thought that you were avoiding Jess. I haven't seen you talk to him since he got back from New York." Lorelai tries to see what Rory is thinking.
"I haven't been avoiding Jess." Rory said, glaring at her mum, "or how else would I have gotten his book huh?"
"Fine, sorry, you haven't been avoiding Jess, you just haven't talked to him for a while."
"Right. Now, if you'll excuse me, Luke, is he upstairs?"
"As far as I know, yes."
Rory walked up the stairs, but paused when she reached the door. 'It's now or never' she thought. Rory knocked on the door.
"Jess, I know you're in there!"
Rory stood there for a minute in silence.
"Jess!"
Suddenly, the door in front of Rory swung open.
"What! Oh hi." Jess said when he caught sight of the chestnut brown hair and the blue eyes.
"Rory, are u meant to be here?"
"I'm only here to return your book."
"Do you want to come in?"
"No thanks, I'd better not, my mum's waiting downstairs. I'll see you later, k" She turned around to leave. Secretly inside, she had wanted to say more.
"Wait!" Rory spun around looking at him expectantly.
"What?"
"You forgot your bookmark." He handed it to Rory. The light that he had seen in her eyes the minute before had now vanished into the past.
"Thanks. Well, I'll see you later. Bye." Rory spun around again and headed down the steps back to the diner. Jess still stood in the doorway. 'Why didn't you tell her you idiot!' He mentally chided himself.
Rory continued to walk down the stairs to the diner. She stopped before she reached the bottom. 'What did you expect him to say. That the kiss really meant something?" Rory gently shook her head and walked down into the diner.
"Hey Ror, how about a movie fest tonight. What movies are we planning to get?" Lorelai said when she saw her daughter come back into the room.
"Um. . . I don't know. Can we go have a look first, before we decide?"
"Sure. Let's go now. See you later Luke!" Lorelai and Rory walked out of the diner.
At night, Rory and Lorelai are sitting in the living room trying to decide between, '5 hours of nonstop laughs from the two fat ladies, 3 hours of Donna Reed, The Postman or the Godfather 1,2 and 3 all in one'
"No, not the two fat ladies again." Rory whined just as Lorelai was picking up the video, "We watched that last time.
"Yes, but if you cast your memory back, we, including you missy, were having a fantastic time just talking about them two until, unfortunately I might add, that girl with a French city name disturbed us." "Yes, Paris. I even thanked her for it afterwards."
"Fine, then how about Donna Reed."
"An excellent choice, but we have seen each episode for a record, I'm sure, of 15 times."
"Rory, for a person who is normally a quiet type of person, you sure feel like whining today, so how about if I let you choose."
"Goodie, then how about the Godfather 1,2 and 3 all in one?" Rory tried to put on her most convincing face.
"No. . . save that for the next Winter break, where we'll have more energy to mock."
"So all that's left is The Postman with Tom Peddy."
"Sounds good to me, missy." Lorelai pushes the tape in, "Get ready for an interesting letter ride, girlfriend."
Rory looks at Lorelai with a funny face.
"Sorry, serious now."
As the movie finished, Lorelai looked over to see that Rory was fast asleep. 'Man she must've had a tough day.' She thought as she covered Rory with a blanket then headed to bed.
The next morning, ROry woke up disorientated. She sat up. A fuzzy picture filled her eyes. When she realized that she was on the sofa. She laid back down and went over yesterday's events. It was the last day; she had packed her locker and had closed it to find Tristan standing. Staring. She had then thought of him non-stop on the bus trip, been distracted around Dean. 'Uh ...Oh, Dean,' She thought. She had to go see if he was still up for the movie. What movie were they going to see? When are they going to meet up? She jumped up from the sofa and ran upstairs to Lorelai's room.
"Mum!" Rory said while opening the door.
"What?" mumbled a sleepy Lorelai.
"Gotta go see Dean and fast. Gonna go to Lukes?"
"Yeah, sure hun, get me some coffee extra strong and I'll see you downstairs in a minute."
Rory walked back down the stairs and started the coffee machine. While it was making coffee, she went to her room and walked over to the wardrobe so she could decide what she wanted to wear for the special day. She took everything out and then put them back in. Finally, she settled on her hipster jeans and a white 3/4-sleeve shirt. When she walked back to the kitchen, she saw her mum leaning against the counter holding two cups of coffee.
"Here you go, we both need it," Lorelai said holding a cup out for Rory to take.
"Thanks." Rory grabbed the coffee and sat down at the table. Lorelai sat down next to her.
"So what's the hurry to see Dean?" Lorelai asked Rory.
"I have some stuff to talk to him about and he's working this morning so I thought I'd be able to squeeze in his break."
"Sounds good, kiddo. Let's go. To Lukes!" Lorelai headed toward the front door, grabbing her purse and house keys. On the way to Luke's Rory felt all jittery.
"How about you go ahead to go and see Luke and I'll catch up to you later on?" Rory had a desperate expression on her face.
"Ok, sure. The usual?"
"Yes please, I'll see you soon." Rory ran ahead. 'She sure is eager to see Dean this morning.' Lorelai thought as she pushed the door to Luke's and the bell jangled.
"So, where's your better half?" Luke said just as he saw Lorelai walk in.
"Gone to see her good old boyfriend. She'll be here soon. Don't worry, your coffee won't go to waste."
"How many cups have you had this morning?" Luke said while re-filling another customers cup.
"Only zero. . .plus five. Pretty please with brownies on top?"
"Fine. At least you didn't say eight, it would have been a totally different situation then. So why only five?"
"Rory was too eager to get out of the house so we left before I could swallow any more."
"Ok, Two of the usual." Luke turned around.
As Rory neared Doose's market, she slowed down. Walking in front of her, she saw a couple that seemed very happy together, holding hands. They reminded her of Dean and herself. The more she looked, the more familiar they looked. Really familiar. As the couple stopped infront of Doose's market, Rory stopped and hid behind a nearby tree. As the boy turned and leaned forward to kissed the girl, Rory gasped and her heart thumped. It was Dean. As the girl turned to meet his kiss. Rory gasped again. It was Madeline. 'No wonder they looked awfully familiar.' She thought as she saw them share a passionate kiss. She just couldn't handle it anymore. Rory just had to get out of there, As she turned around and started running towards Luke's, tears overflowed from her eyes. She just ran and ran, then barged in through the door.
Lorelai turned around to see her daughter, with tears streaming down her cheeks, run through the door.
"What's wrong hun?"
Rory slammed her locker door shut and jumped to see Tristan leaning on the locker next to hers, staring.
"Ahh . . .ok am I behind in the fashion category of 'standing beside Rory's locker and freaking her out is cool' or is it just you and Paris who are in on it?" Rory raised her eyebrow at the sight of Tristan.
"Hi Mary, I see that you have obviously not changed from that bookworm personality of yours, which now I might add also includes communicating with both lockers and books. By the way, how is fantastic apron wearing friend-or as I would say, farm boy-of yours or is he still your boyfriend?"
"What are you doing her Tristan? I thought that your dad shipped you off to military school in North Carolina, out of my life and everyone else's as well."
"You hurt me Mary. You should know the procedures. You go in, talk to a few guards, tell them that you're gay and that your dad is a government official and will give them a pay rise if they let you out and kazam, they do it. A bunch of idiots they are, they'll believe in anything."
"Ok, I should've known better than to speak to you again. You can never be nice to me." Rory lifted her bag and stumbled to get her balance with all her books, and power walked down the hall.
"Come on, you have to admit that you have missed me even if it was for that split second." Tristan tried to walk fast enough to keep up with her.
"Oh yeah, you and I would both wish for that I'm sure, but sorry, no fat chance." Saying this made Rory feel a tinkling wind run up her spine, as though she was nervous with Tristan's presence.
"As much as I would like to continue this trade of insults, I've gotta go, my bus is here. See you in the next 100 years!" Rory hopped onto the bus and took a seat at the front. Glancing back, she saw Tristan turn around, shoulders slumped. She watched as he trudged back over to his silver Porsche. 'Damn his still so cute.' She thought as the bus started to drive away. Staring out the window made her think about Tristan. What he had done, how he had changes, even whom he's dated. The last person she could remember him dating was Summer, and he was really thwarted when she broke up with him, but he must have dated other people even in Chilton since then. Rory spent the rest of the bus trip home thinking about Tristan. Getting off the bus and seeing Dean standing there, waiting for her, made her feel weird, as though they should've never meant to be together.
"Hey beautiful, how was your day?"
"Fine thanks," she replied distantly. Dean planted a kiss on her forehead.
"So do you wanna catch a movie tomorrow? Just to get your mind off your school and start the engine for summer break?" Dean asked as he slipped his hand into hers.
"Yeah. Sure. OK"
"What else do you want to do over the break? Watch battle bots, mock over hilarious movies or we could always practice for your next debutante ball . . . that was a joke by the way." Dean watched Rory's reaction and he could clearly see that her mind was somewhere else.
"Uh . . . what did you just say?"
"Nothing, it doesn't really matter. Hey, I'm really tired, so I guess I'll see you later then, k?" Dean said, managing to plant a quick kiss on his girlfriend's lips. He walked off in the direction of his house, while Rory headed towards Luke's diner.
As Rory walked through the door, she witnessed Lorelai desperately trying to teach Luke how to play bagel hockey.
"NO, No, no. You've gotta work that butt of yours. Gosh, you'd think that someone who could catch a phone with two quick, simple words could play a simple game of bagel hockey, invented by the super-genius herself, moi!" Lorelai said while pointing to herself. She turned around and saw Rory.
"Hi hun, how's your day been?"
"It was okay, but my bags weigh a ton, and my shoulders are killing me. Oh and Tristan's back, but no biggie." Lorelai misses the bagel that Luke had just slung her way.
"What? Evil One's back? And you're okay sweetie?" Lorelai said with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine, I gave him with a present packed with insults so I'm fine, Luke can I get some coffee pleeze. . .." Rory gave Luke her puppy dog eyes.
"Oh fine, I am willing to supply coffee to my favourite customer, but you do know that, that stuff is going to kill you some day." He turned around to pour some.
"Well, you'll keep your fingers crossed and look forward to that day I'm sure." Rory sat down next to Lorelai.
"What! Did my ears just pop or did I hear you say that she (points to Rory) is your favourite customer. I thought I as your favourite customer." Lorelai said looking sad, "Hello, please also remember who's paying for all of her coffee consumptions, and Luke also note in YOUR notebook that that stuff is called coffee."
"Geez, sorry, I correct myself. ONE of my TWO favourite customers. Though the other one is not allowed coffee at the moment-too much too dangerous." Luke placed a fresh cup of coffee in front of Rory.
"You better watch it next time, Duke." Lorelai gives Luke a long evil stare.
"Hey Luke, is Jess about? I've just gotta return a book of his, that's all." Rory said, avoiding the questioning look her mother gave her.
"I thought that you were avoiding Jess. I haven't seen you talk to him since he got back from New York." Lorelai tries to see what Rory is thinking.
"I haven't been avoiding Jess." Rory said, glaring at her mum, "or how else would I have gotten his book huh?"
"Fine, sorry, you haven't been avoiding Jess, you just haven't talked to him for a while."
"Right. Now, if you'll excuse me, Luke, is he upstairs?"
"As far as I know, yes."
Rory walked up the stairs, but paused when she reached the door. 'It's now or never' she thought. Rory knocked on the door.
"Jess, I know you're in there!"
Rory stood there for a minute in silence.
"Jess!"
Suddenly, the door in front of Rory swung open.
"What! Oh hi." Jess said when he caught sight of the chestnut brown hair and the blue eyes.
"Rory, are u meant to be here?"
"I'm only here to return your book."
"Do you want to come in?"
"No thanks, I'd better not, my mum's waiting downstairs. I'll see you later, k" She turned around to leave. Secretly inside, she had wanted to say more.
"Wait!" Rory spun around looking at him expectantly.
"What?"
"You forgot your bookmark." He handed it to Rory. The light that he had seen in her eyes the minute before had now vanished into the past.
"Thanks. Well, I'll see you later. Bye." Rory spun around again and headed down the steps back to the diner. Jess still stood in the doorway. 'Why didn't you tell her you idiot!' He mentally chided himself.
Rory continued to walk down the stairs to the diner. She stopped before she reached the bottom. 'What did you expect him to say. That the kiss really meant something?" Rory gently shook her head and walked down into the diner.
"Hey Ror, how about a movie fest tonight. What movies are we planning to get?" Lorelai said when she saw her daughter come back into the room.
"Um. . . I don't know. Can we go have a look first, before we decide?"
"Sure. Let's go now. See you later Luke!" Lorelai and Rory walked out of the diner.
At night, Rory and Lorelai are sitting in the living room trying to decide between, '5 hours of nonstop laughs from the two fat ladies, 3 hours of Donna Reed, The Postman or the Godfather 1,2 and 3 all in one'
"No, not the two fat ladies again." Rory whined just as Lorelai was picking up the video, "We watched that last time.
"Yes, but if you cast your memory back, we, including you missy, were having a fantastic time just talking about them two until, unfortunately I might add, that girl with a French city name disturbed us." "Yes, Paris. I even thanked her for it afterwards."
"Fine, then how about Donna Reed."
"An excellent choice, but we have seen each episode for a record, I'm sure, of 15 times."
"Rory, for a person who is normally a quiet type of person, you sure feel like whining today, so how about if I let you choose."
"Goodie, then how about the Godfather 1,2 and 3 all in one?" Rory tried to put on her most convincing face.
"No. . . save that for the next Winter break, where we'll have more energy to mock."
"So all that's left is The Postman with Tom Peddy."
"Sounds good to me, missy." Lorelai pushes the tape in, "Get ready for an interesting letter ride, girlfriend."
Rory looks at Lorelai with a funny face.
"Sorry, serious now."
As the movie finished, Lorelai looked over to see that Rory was fast asleep. 'Man she must've had a tough day.' She thought as she covered Rory with a blanket then headed to bed.
The next morning, ROry woke up disorientated. She sat up. A fuzzy picture filled her eyes. When she realized that she was on the sofa. She laid back down and went over yesterday's events. It was the last day; she had packed her locker and had closed it to find Tristan standing. Staring. She had then thought of him non-stop on the bus trip, been distracted around Dean. 'Uh ...Oh, Dean,' She thought. She had to go see if he was still up for the movie. What movie were they going to see? When are they going to meet up? She jumped up from the sofa and ran upstairs to Lorelai's room.
"Mum!" Rory said while opening the door.
"What?" mumbled a sleepy Lorelai.
"Gotta go see Dean and fast. Gonna go to Lukes?"
"Yeah, sure hun, get me some coffee extra strong and I'll see you downstairs in a minute."
Rory walked back down the stairs and started the coffee machine. While it was making coffee, she went to her room and walked over to the wardrobe so she could decide what she wanted to wear for the special day. She took everything out and then put them back in. Finally, she settled on her hipster jeans and a white 3/4-sleeve shirt. When she walked back to the kitchen, she saw her mum leaning against the counter holding two cups of coffee.
"Here you go, we both need it," Lorelai said holding a cup out for Rory to take.
"Thanks." Rory grabbed the coffee and sat down at the table. Lorelai sat down next to her.
"So what's the hurry to see Dean?" Lorelai asked Rory.
"I have some stuff to talk to him about and he's working this morning so I thought I'd be able to squeeze in his break."
"Sounds good, kiddo. Let's go. To Lukes!" Lorelai headed toward the front door, grabbing her purse and house keys. On the way to Luke's Rory felt all jittery.
"How about you go ahead to go and see Luke and I'll catch up to you later on?" Rory had a desperate expression on her face.
"Ok, sure. The usual?"
"Yes please, I'll see you soon." Rory ran ahead. 'She sure is eager to see Dean this morning.' Lorelai thought as she pushed the door to Luke's and the bell jangled.
"So, where's your better half?" Luke said just as he saw Lorelai walk in.
"Gone to see her good old boyfriend. She'll be here soon. Don't worry, your coffee won't go to waste."
"How many cups have you had this morning?" Luke said while re-filling another customers cup.
"Only zero. . .plus five. Pretty please with brownies on top?"
"Fine. At least you didn't say eight, it would have been a totally different situation then. So why only five?"
"Rory was too eager to get out of the house so we left before I could swallow any more."
"Ok, Two of the usual." Luke turned around.
As Rory neared Doose's market, she slowed down. Walking in front of her, she saw a couple that seemed very happy together, holding hands. They reminded her of Dean and herself. The more she looked, the more familiar they looked. Really familiar. As the couple stopped infront of Doose's market, Rory stopped and hid behind a nearby tree. As the boy turned and leaned forward to kissed the girl, Rory gasped and her heart thumped. It was Dean. As the girl turned to meet his kiss. Rory gasped again. It was Madeline. 'No wonder they looked awfully familiar.' She thought as she saw them share a passionate kiss. She just couldn't handle it anymore. Rory just had to get out of there, As she turned around and started running towards Luke's, tears overflowed from her eyes. She just ran and ran, then barged in through the door.
Lorelai turned around to see her daughter, with tears streaming down her cheeks, run through the door.
"What's wrong hun?"