A/N: Hey again, this would be my second story so far. I am not sure if this is going to be a OneShot, it all depends on what you guys want. This one is basically the way I wanted 'Teach Me Tonight' to go. A-S-P's version was well done, but I felt like I wanted something more between R/J. So I hope you like it. Please R&R.
Note: I assume some of you who are reading this have already read my story 'The Best Memories Always Return'. It is not yet finished, but I wanted to let it go for a bit. I will not forget it, but I'm sort of stuck. I will update by the end of the month though… I think.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls, the characters of Gilmore Girls, the town where Gilmore Girls was filmed, basically I don't own anything related to Gilmore Girls, not ever 'sniff' The GG DVD's.
Teach me Tonight version II
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Oh, and the story will start out sounding exactly like the normal episode, but it will most definitely change in the middle.
Chapter 1
Rory and Lorelai are talking about what Lorelai should tell Dean if he calls, then Jess comes out from behind the curtain and walks over to them, the conversation is forgotten.
"Hey Teach." Jess greets Rory, half joking.
"Hey." She greets him back
"You guys done yet?"
"Just not yet." Lorelai says not wanting to just forget the conversation she was having with her daughter a minute ago.
"Okay, well, I'll be right over there when you are. I just can't wait for that learning to begin. Hey, are we gonna do some of those Schoolhouse Rocks songs?" He says jokingly
"I'll be right there, Jess." Rory replies.
"'Cause they say if you just make learning fun…" He said stalling.
"Give us a minute, okay?" Lorelai says obviously annoyed.
"Well, hurry – a mind is a terrible thing to waste." He jokes then walks away.
"I'll be home early."
"Fine. Bye." Lorelai says then kisses her daughter on the head.
"Bye." Rory replies.
"Bye Jess." Lorelai tries being polite, but she knows that her and Jess will never be on good sides.
"Ma'am." He answers, obviously annoying, when she turns around almost immediately and walks out.
"So, are you ready to start?" She says to Jess.
"Yes, I am." He says he says enthusiastically, yet equally sarcastically.
"Where are your books?" She asks.
"Huh, I don't know." He says smirking.
"How are we gonna study without your books?" She asks, thinking he is insane.
"I guess we can't. Too bad. So, what now – movie?" he smirks again, and she gets frustrated.
"Get your books." Rory orders.
"The cat ate 'em." He keeps on joking around, purposely trying to waste time.
"Get your books or I'm going home." She says and stomps off to get her coat and books.
He sighs; he didn't want her to go. "Wait there." He yells back. She stops and looks up. He takes a cloth and an apple from the counter and does a magic trick, then he hands her the apple. She rolls her eyes then takes the apple.
Later that nigh, Rory and Jess are sitting at a table. Rory is going through a book as Jess plays with a deck of cards.
"Explain to me the political ramifications of the Marshall Plan." She says, then looks up, he is holding a deck of cards to her face.
"Pick a card." He says, she gives him an annoyed look then Rory throws the whole deck on the floor. "Huh, well, that just made the trick a little bit harder." He smirks.
"Jess, focus."
"Where's Dean tonight?"
"We just went over this. There's no way you already forgot it." She ignored the question.
"Work?" he keeps trying.
"I will make you write it out fifty times on the specials board if that's what it takes." Again ignoring it, but he keeps going.
"'Cause if he's not at work, he must be free, so he doesn't care that you're here?" she gives up and answers.
"No, he doesn't. He's visiting his grandmother."
"Where?"
"Chicago."
"So he doesn't know."
"It wouldn't matter."
"So you'll tell him when he gets back?" It didn't really matter to him weather or not she told him. He just wanted to waste her time, and his studying time.
"We're studying." She didn't want to answer that question.
"You're studying, I'm prying into your personal life." He smirks.
"Jess, why won't you at least try to remember the Marshall Plan?" she asks, completely ignoring his last comment.
He decides that the 'Where-or-What-Dean' conversation has lost all of its amusement, so he changes the subject, still ignoring studying. "Have you ever read "Please Kill Me?"
"No." He was getting on her last nerve, she was going to crack any minute now.
"Oral history of the punk movement. You'd like it – you can borrow it if you want." He offers, knowing that she couldn't help but accept.
"I'm here to help you study. Now, if you want me to go, I'll go, but if I'm going to stay, then you will stop distracting me and start paying attention, understand?" she tells him, it wasn't much of a question, it was more likely a demand.
"I understand." He smirks; he knew she was going to agree. Any second now.
"Good. And yes," Here it comes, he thought. "I would like to borrow it, thank you very much. Now open your book.
Later Jess finishes writing something on a notepad, and then hands it to Rory. She examines it.
"Done." He smirks.
She examines it. "This isn't Shakespeare."
"It's not?" He asks sarcastically.
"It's the words to a Clash song." She points out.
"Ah, now, but which Clash song?" he asks testing her.
"Hey, I'm not the one being tested right now."
"Ten seconds."
"Jess."
"Nine, eight, seven."
"Stop it." She wouldn't let herself play along to his game.
"Six, five, four."
"You know you're really starting to…" he cut her off.
"Threeee." He kept his gaze on his watch.
"Ooh, ooh, Guns of Brixton!" Great, she played along.
"A-plus." He smirked.
"Why would you even agree to this studying thing in the first place?" she asked, curiosity getting the best of her.
"Because Luke said I had to." He answered simply.
"You've never done anything because someone said you had to."
"I moved here because someone said I had to." He said while picking at the pie placed in front of them. He had brought it and placed it there while Rory was trying to test him.
"Very different."
"Yeah, well…hey, do you wanna get outta here?" he pulled his finger back and licked it.
"What?" she asked not believing her ears.
"I'm sick of studying." He said and got up and made his way to the door looking through the blinds.
"How can you be sick of studying? You haven't done any studying. You've done card tricks, you've made coffee, you've tried to explain to me how on earth Coldplay could be considered an alternative band, but as of yet, no studying." She pointed out.
"That's your car?" he ignored the comment.
"Yes, it is." She answered simply.
He walked up to her and sat back down, he them leaned in a bit. "Okay, tell you what. Let's go get some ice cream, and then when we get back, I'll study."
"This is a diner, there's ice cream here." Rory said trying to get herself out of this.
"Yes, but we don't have any cones."
"Cones?"
"I need cones."
"Well, so, if we go get ice cream-" Jess cut her off.
"In cooones."
"Then you will be a perfect student for the rest of the night?" she asked wanted to hear it come out if his mouth.
"That's right." Jess replied.
"I could not believe you less. Here, you drive; I'll read you Othello. Won't that be fun?" she asked.
"You have no idea how much." he smirked and grabbed his jacket, she did the same and then they left.
Inside Rory's car, Jess and Rory are each eating an ice cream cone.
"Admit it, it's always better in a cooone."
"It's always better in a cone." She admitted.
"Putting ice cream in a dish, eating it with a spoon?" he asked unbelievably.
"What is wrong with people?" she asked smiling.
"Hold the wheel." Jess said randomly.
"What?" she asked, not her asking unbelievably.
"I'm dripping here, hold the wheel." He ordered.
"I can't hold the wheel, you're driving. The person who's driving has to hold the wheel. That's the first thing they teach you in driver's Ed." She said, a bit afraid.
"Huh, I gotta take that class one of those days. Take the wheel." He smirked while liking the dripping ice cream.
"Jess." She was now really afraid.
"I'm letting go." He did as he said and let go. Rory immediately took the wheel.
"Stop! Take it back. Okay, you are taking this wheel back and when you do, I'm going to kill you. I'm just letting you know that." She warned, getting paler by the second.
"I appreciate the warning." He still didn't take the wheel back.
"Jess!" she yelled, frightened.
"Okay, I got it." He took the wheel back and looked at her. "Geez, you look pale. Are you okay?"
"Death, and it's going to be painful." She said, aggravated and afraid.
"You're not gonna kill me. Think how dull your life would be without me." He said, she calmed down and looked at him.
"Serious question?" she asked.
"Okay."
"You know you're smarter than most everybody at your school. It takes you like five minutes to finish a book. You read everything, you remember everything, you could ace those classes easily. Why don't you? You don't need a tutor. It's crazy that they're talking about leaving you back."
"Whatever."
"You can do anything you wanted, you can be anything you wanted."
"Rory." he warned, trying to get out of this.
"Is it like a cool thing?" she said moving her hands.
"I could care less about being cool."
"Well, inform me, please."
"I'm never going to college, why waste the time in high school?"
"And why aren't you going to college?"
"Please."
"What? Please what – why is it so crazy?"
"Ask my mother, she could give you a couple reasons. Oh, and I'm sure Principal Mertin can chime in with a few good ones. In fact, ask your mother. She doesn't know me all that well but I'm sure she could improvise a few things." Rory could tell he was hurt, no one had any faith in him, no wonder he wasn't going to do anything.
"Do not give me that whole 'I'm so misunderstood, Kurt Cobainy' thing. You are way stronger than that and I don't even wanna hear it. You have to go to college." She tried, maybe if she had some courage in him it would get to him.
"No, you have to go to college." He corrected.
"But don't you have any plans?"
"Yes, I plan to get out of Stars Hollow."
"And go where?" she asked, he was so stubborn.
"Wherever."
"And do what?"
"Whatever."
"Wherever, whatever." She mimicked.
"I'll live where I live, I'll work when I need money, and I'll see where I end up."
"You could do more." Rory kept pushing.
"Oh, here come the pompoms." He said sarcastically.
"No, no pompoms, just me saying you could do more." She said. Then there was a short silence. Jess decided to change the subject; he got tired of this one anyway.
He looked at her and smirked. "So, Courtney, what about you?"
She laughed and talked at the same time; "What about me?"
"What are your big ambitions?"
"Harvard." Rory said proud of herself.
"And after Harvard?"
"I'm gonna be a journalist." She said still proud.
"Paula Zahn?"
"Christiane Amapour." She corrected.
"You're gonna be an overseas correspondent?"
"Yes, I Am." Still proud.
"You're gonna crawl around in trenches and stand on top of buildings and have bombs going off in the background and civil wars raging all around you?" he asked, in disbelief. How could someone as tiny and thin as her complete such a task?
"What, you don't think I can do it?"
"No, I do. Just sounds a little too-" she cut him off.
"A little what?" she asked worried.
"Just sounds a little too rough for you."
"Well, it's not a little too rough for me. I hope it's not a little too rough for me; I've been talking about this forever. I mean, I don't even know what I would do if –" this time Jess cut her off.
"Hey, I didn't mean to freak you out. I'm sorry. I'm sure you'll do it." She gave him an unknown expression. "You will, I promise. I'll help you practice, okay?" He asked, still the same expression lied on her face. "Tomorrow, you'll stand in the middle of the street and I will drive straight at you screaming in a foreign language."
She giggled. "Well, you're gonna have to learn a foreign language first." She smiled, the expression gone.
"Well, it's lucky I've got me a tutor, isn't it?" They looked at eachother and locked eyes. She giggled again. "Okay, so I guess we should be getting back. I did promise to study if you went on this ice cream run with me." She looked away first, and then he did.
"Yes, you did."
"Okay, so I just go straight and we'll be back at Luke's." Jess pointed out.
"Good sense of direction." She replied.
"Of course, I could turn right and then we'd just be driving around in circles for awhile." There was a short pause then he looked at Rory, she looked at him really quickly then looked away.
"Turn right." She said.
He smiled. "As you wish." And then turned right.
They stayed silent for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's presence. They would sneak glances at one another every once in a while, pretending the other hadn't noticed.
"So tell me, why'd you agree to do this?" he asked.
"You mean come on this ice cream run?" she asked.
Jess shook his head. "No, I mean why'd you agree to tutor me, when just a minute ago you said I was smarter then everybody at school?"
She pondered it for a minute. 'Why did I agree to this anyway?' she thought. "I guess, I wanted to help, I mean Luke asked me and I didn't want to say no."
"Huh." He thought it might have been something else. Guess he was wrong.
"Mr. Monosyllabic has returned."
"He left? When?" Jess played along.
"You really hate it here don't you?" she asked randomly.
He looked at her then looked back. "Yeah, but it has some good about it."
"Care to elaborate a bit?" she asked.
"Not really."
"Jess."
"Fine, the bridge, it's the only place I can go and I know no one else will follow, well sometimes you do but I dint mind you." She blushed. He pretended he didn't realize. "And the bookstore has some pretty good selections."
"You don't like anyone here?" she asked.
He wanted to say her, but it would ruin the moment and make this awkward, so he chose against it. "Luke… He can be overprotective at times, but he means well. Don't say anything though, it would ruin my image." He smirked.
"And we wouldn't want to do that, now would we?"
His smirk grew. " No we wouldn't."
They drove around in circles some more and talked about random things. When they approached Luke's, Rory couldn't help but feel like it was getting late, and that they should study some more. "Jess. What time is it."
He looked at his watch. "It's around nine o'clock."
"Maybe we should…"
"Yeah, it's getting late."
"And now you have to study." He made a face.
"Yay, I can't wait." Jess said sarcastically.
They drove up to Luke's and Jess parked the car in front of the diner door. He took the keys out and got out. He went up to Rory's door and opened it, he held the door pen for her.
"My night in shining armor" she smiled.
"Common stop." He said when she pinched his cheek. He would never admit it, but he hated it when people did that, it actually hurt.
"Aw, did I hurt you?" she asked mockingly.
"No." he replied, rubbing his red cheek.
"Whatever you say." Both he and she rolled their eyes.
Jess unlocked the diner door and went in. Rory made her way to the table they were studying at before and sat down. Jess sat down parallel from her. "The studying will commence right now." She said. She opened her book. "Now tell me the political ramifications of the Marshall Plan."
He didn't reply, instead he put his head on the table and started fake snoring.
"Jess. You promised, don't do this." She wined.
"But you knew I wasn't going to study." He said.
"Jess, please." She begged pouting.
"Rory please." He pouted mocking her.
"That's it, when is your next test?"
"Exam." He corrected.
"Right. When is your next exam."
"It depends, what subject?"
"Jess." She warned.
"I have a math exam on Tuesday, a lit exam on Thursday and a paper due Monday."
"Ok, let's work on your paper then, what is it about?"
"Huh, I dunno."
"Oh my!"
"I really don't, I was reading when she assigned it. I swear."
"Great, it's already past nine, you'll be lucky if Ms. Kim lets me talk to Lane."
"Why are you calling Lane?" he asked confused.
"Because, both of you have the same classes, she must know what it's about."
"Who told you that?"
"Lane. Now can I use your cell phone, mine is dead?" she asked.
"I don't have a cell phone."
"What? Why?"
"Don't believe in them."
"Okay?"
"Use the diner phone, we're closed anyways."
"Ok, thanks."
Rory dialed Lane's number. As usual Ms. Kim picked up.
"Hello?" she asked in her gruff voice.
"Hello Ms. Kim."
"Who is this?"
"Rory Gilmore."
"Oh Rory, it's after nine."
"I know, it's important, I really need to talk to her just this once."
"Alright, just this once."
"Thank you." Rory heard Ms. Kim call Lane. "Lane! Phone!" Rory could hear Lane come down the stair, and she knew Lane had a look of disbelief on her face.
"Mama, it's past nine."
"I know, it's Rory, it's okay."
"Really?"
"Don't get used to it."
"Alright, thank you mama."
"Here you have five minutes, I'm timing." Ms. Kim handed her the phone. "Ok."
"Hello?" Lane asked.
"Hey."
"What's up?"
"Nothing, just tutoring Jess."
"Jess?"
"Don't ask, details tomorrow."
"Alright."
"Anyways, you guys have a paper due Monday right?"
"Right." She clarified.
"And Jess hasn't gotten started yet-"
"Doesn't surprise me."
"Lane." Rory warned.
"Sorry, go on."
"And he has no idea what it's about."
"How could he, he is always reading or he's not even there, it's a miracle he knows we have a paper due Monday."
"Lane."
"Sorry." Rory heard Lane's mother call. "Hurry Rory, only 30 seconds left."
"I just want to know what the paper is about."
"Oh, um… "
"Hurry Lane. Please."
"Sorry."
"Stop saying that."
"Um, Oh! Black History."
"Black History, are you serious?"
"As a heart attack, ok well I have to go, mama is giving me death glares. Bye."
"Bye and thanks." And with that the two teenagers hung up. Rory looked at Jess.
"What wad with all the yelling?"
"Nevermind that."
"Ok. So what was the paper about?" he asked.
"Black History." She said. He smirked. "I can't believe you!"
"What?" Jess asked innocently.
"You knew."
"Knew what?"
"You knew that the paper was about Black History." She said accusingly.
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did, why would you have smirked." He didn't reply. Instead his smirk just grew. "God, I can't believe I fell for it."
"Don't worry, I still like you." He joked around, knowing he was annoying her.
"Whatever, let's just finish this stupid paper."
"Do we have to, I mean I have all weekend, and today is only Friday."
"No, we are going to finish this paper. Weather it takes us all night or not."
"You are going to make such a good teacher."
"Shut up!"
"Ok."
An hour and a half later, the paper was done. It was ten pages long. All that was left to do was to type it, which is something Jess swore he would do. but everyone knew he wouldn't.
"Ok, now that we have just worked on this stupid paper for and hour and a half, you wanna watch a movie?"
"Jess, it's ten thirty."
"On a Friday."
"I have to go home."
"Common, I just rented 'Almost Famous'."
"I've already seen it, and I hate it."
"So?"
"Jess, I have a lot of homework."
"Are you telling me you are going to finish all your homework tonight?"
"I always do my homework on Friday so I have Saturday and Sunday free."
"Common Rory live a little."
She sighed, and looked at him. Blue met brown. Gorgeous brown eyes. She sighed again. How could anyone say no. "Fine. I guess I can do my homework tomorrow."
"Good to hear." He smiled and went upstairs. She called after him;
"Jess I have to call my mom, and tell her I'm going to be late!"
"Alright, hurry!" he called back.
"Alright!" Rory made her way to the telephone in the diner and called her mother.
"Hello?" Lorelai asked.
"Mom."
"Rory? Why aren't you home yet? Mommy wants her Offspring."
Should I lie? I'll tell her the truth tomorrow. I don't want to worry her. Rory thought. "Um, Jess and I have a lot more studying to do, I'll be home by 12:00."
"12:00? As in midnight?" Lorelai asked.
"Yes mom."
"Ok babe." Lorelai yawned. "Ok Hun, mommy's tired, try not to make to much nose when you come in."
"Ok mom, goodnight."
"'Night sweets." Then they hung up. Rory went up to the diner door and locked it then turned off the lights and made her way upstairs. The apartment door was open and Rory went in.
"Jess?" Rory called him. She walked into the kitchen. "Jess?" she called him again. Little did she know that he was going to sneak up behind her. He went up behind her and put his hands on her wait and whispered lightly;
"Yes?" Rory jumped and turned around finding his smirking.
"I hate you, have I ever told you that?" She asked and slapped him playfully. He didn't reply, he just made his way into the small room they call a kitchen.
"Hungry?"
"I'm a Gilmore, I'm always hungry."
"Right, why did I ask?" he asked himself.
"You were just being nice." She smiled.
"So, what do you want?"
"Popcorn, marshmallows, chips, chocolate, red vines, gum drops, pizza-"
"How about I tell you what we actually have." She just shrugged. "Ok, Frosted Flakes, Ketchup Chips, popcorn and raisins. So what'll it be?"
"Um, everything except raisins." She said.
"And to drink?"
"Coffee! Duh!"
"Nope, no coffee."
"What! Why not?"
"It's 10:30, you're not going to have coffee at this time."
"Fine, what else do you have?" she asked.
"Soda, beer, juice."
"First of all cross out beer, and I'll take a Soda."
"Ok."
After they had all the necessary stuff, they made their way to the sofa. Jess put tape in the VCR and they started the movie. Every once in a while eating and talking... By the end of the movie Rory and Jess were both sleeping. Rory on top of Jess. There was a blanket on top of them both, covering them all the way up to their necks.
A few minutes after the movie ended, Luke entered the apartment, he had told Jess he went apartment hunting, when he had actually gone fishing.
When he entered the apartment he couldn't believe his eyes, Rory and Jess were both asleep on the couch. There was a blanket covering their bodies, and he could only assume something happened. He thought that Rory and Jess had done it.
Immediately he went and grabbed the cordless phone and left the apartment. He sat down on the steps and dialed Lorelai's number.
"Hello?" Lorelai answered groggily. She was asleep and the ringing phone woke her.
"Rory and Jess, sleeping, blanket, sofa." He said, not believing his eyes.
"Luke, are you okay? Speak in full sentences please." Lorelai asked, now wide awake. She was hoping Luke didn't say what she thought he said.
"Rory and Jess, they are sleeping on the sofa, Rory is on top of Jess, and there is a blanket covering them." He said, not believing it.
"What?" Lorelai yelled.
"Lorelai, should I wake Rory?"
"No. I'm coming. Leave her."
"What about Jess?"
"I'm coming, don't do anything."
"Alright, hurry though."
"Bye Luke."
"Bye."
A/N: Ok this is chapter one. I hope you enjoyed it; I can say I really enjoyed writing it. It took me a while, but I got it done. But I really want to know if you liked it and if I should go on. So please review. I really like to hear what you have to say. Good or Bad comments are always accepted.
-Chrissy