Surprise meetings

Disclaimer: Only own the plot.

Summary: Rory is on assignment at a meringue lesson. And when she and another reporter are asked to dance together.. What will happen? AU lit.

A/N: So I was watching the Ellen show, and got this idea. I'm not quite sure if I am going to make it an one-shot or not, it all depends on what you guys think. I am busy writing the next chapter for In Dreams, but I am very busy with school starting again. But it's going to be up soon. Just A Girl Of The Hollow x3 thanks for the BETA.

Chapter 01 Prologue

I stepped out of my car and walked towards the front door of the building. I couldn't believe my boss picked me to come here. The piece was about singles. Guess what? I'm the only single at the paper. So here I am, at a meringue lesson for singles. The future for tail dating.

It was going to be a long night. Above all an embarrassing night. All singles, me included, looking for that someone right, as if they ever going to find it here, at a meringue lesson. Well all or nothing. And with that I went inside.

I was surprised to see how many people were in here. I think it's safe to say there were more than a hundred men. But I think the age here is around the 25. There are all different kinds of people, I saw a heavy woman in the corner, she had red hair and she was eyeing some guy that had blonde hair wearing a shirt with blue stripes on it and a pair of simple black jeans. Well that woman defiantly had it turned on for the night.

Looking further around I saw a group of girls standing there, they had really short skirts on and tops as well, I think a bra would cover up more. Standing a few feet away there was a group guys. They weren't serious about the lesson. They were only there to get some booty. My god, did I say booty? I was really wondering what was going on with me that night.

I found myself a seat in the back. It was very busy, but thank god, an empty seat was available. I grabbed my notepad from my purse and a pen, but then of course, when I started writing, the pen broke, I scribbled something but unfortunately, no ink. I looked in my purse, but no, no pen. I looked next to me. Oh god, there he was, this incredibly hot guy, dark hair, dark eyes and this beautiful black shirt and I could see his muscles underneath. I was already planning how to ask for a pen. I didn't want him to think it was a pick-up line. But then again, what is an incredibly hot guy like him doing here? He doesn't seem like the guy that would go to a singles meringue lesson.

"Hey, do you maybe have pen I could borrow?" I asked shyly, while I felt my cheeks burning extremely red.

"Uh," He grabbed a bag he had with him and rifled through it, "Yeah, you're lucky, here you go," he said while he held the pen out.

"Thank you so much, I mean where would I be without a pen, I mean without a pen I couldn't be writing and than my boss would be mad and yeah," I said rambling, no Rory not the rambling, he must think it's such a big turn-off. "Thank you," I said while down casting my eyes.

"No problem," he said with this big smirk on. I looked up and gave him a small smile.

I focused again on my notepad and began writing when suddenly,

"Are you here for your work than or something?" He asked while looking at me with his big brown eyes.

"Well yeah, I just finished my internship at the New York Times, and now they have offered me a job, and this is my first assignment not that I am to happy with this kind of…" I stopped because a lady in a red dress in the middle of the dance floor started talking. I gave a smile and he smirked back. Which of course made me get even redder.

"Welcome ladies and gentleman to this meringue lesson for singles. Tonight we are going to start with some basic moves of the meringue. I will ask some people out of the audience to help me tonight. My name is Julia Macchino and I am a professional meringue dancer. But this is only my fourth year of teaching it. And this is Enrique Fernandez; he is my official partner.First of all I would like to thank everybody for coming tonight. We also have three reporters with us tonight, whom are going to write some pieces on us. First we have Bill Jester, he is from the Hartford Gazette, Bill stand up please, and ladies and gentleman give him a big applause!"

Everyone around me started clapping, and I felt myself getting even redder. I was getting so nervous. I looked around for the other reporter, but I didn't know what I was looking for. Bill was a short, heavy guy. He had some big glasses on. I wondered about the next reporter...was it a he or she?

"Thank you so much for coming, Bill. Our next reporter is Jess Mariano. Yes, Jess please stand up." Oh my god, the guy at my table stood up. He is a reporter too? "Jess Mariano writes for the New York Sun; please give this gorgeous man a big round of applause!"

Well gorgeous, she had that right. I applauded very hard this time. He looked beside him right into my eyes. I smile weakly 'because I found my knees getting weaker and weaker only by his smile.

"And last, but certainly not least, Rory Gilmore, who is here ladies and gentleman for the New York Times!" I stayed seated, because I didn't want to get up. "Please Rory, stand up!" I slowly got out of my chair, with cheeks as red as a tomato. "Give her a big applause"

"Ok, we are going to get started! But first I would like to have two people to help me. Any volunteers?" She asked.

I heard her ask it, so I sank just a little bit further into my stool, hoping she would pick me later on, instead of now. Someone chuckled beside me. I was surprised to look and see that it was Jess.

"Very subtle with the sinking back," he whispered and chuckled while sinking further into his own chair too.

I chuckled back, "Well I am certainly not waiting to go on there, and seeing you, you are not to fond of that either!"

"Well no, not really a meringue kind-of-guy, I am only here out of necessity," he said.

"Same here!" I said.

When suddenly, I looked at the dance teacher and she said:

"No volunteers? Well, maybe two of our reporters? Jess and Rory, you guys are already sitting at the same table. Please come over here! Give them an applause people!"

NO, this can't be happing. I looked with big eyes at Jess, who sat already with a hand in his face.

"Don't be shy guys, come up!" She said again.

Jess began slightly moving up, and grabbed my hand. I looked at him with big eyes. He just whispered,

"Come on let's get this over, at least you'll be dancing with me instead of Jester," he said chuckling.

"Well, lead the way."

He had already let go of my hand again as we walked towards the dance floor.

"Great! You guys are a big help. Okay, everybody grab an partner, only pairings boy/girl, if there is nobody left than boy/boy or girl/girl can, but only then," she explained. "Okay, grab each others hands and begin to move your hips slowly like this." And she started sensually moving her hips.

I started moving mine, but unfortunately for me, moving my hips wasn't as smooth, and they especially weren't as smooth because I was holding hands with an extremely beautiful guy.

"Well, this is awkward" I said to Jess, whose face looked very troubled.

"This is terrible; I can't believe I of all people got this assignment," I gave him a small smile, but also feeling disappointed because he found this terrible, not that is was greatly enjoying this, but he made it better.

"Well not that it's awful with you, I mean, uh…you make it, a bit better, uh...yeah," He stumbled while squirming.

"Well same here." I admitted shyly.

"Ok, now we are going to start to move a bit faster, and we are going to lock our hips and we move close to each other like this," she said while locking her hips with Enrique's. It was so sensual, but she wasn't expecting that of me, of us uh…

I felt Jess getting closer to me; I looked up in his eyes. I felt myself start to blush. I felt our hips lock together. He smirked. I felt my stomach flutter. We began moving again. It's like my body is moving, but my mind is completely somewhere else. I could feel a heat pool between my legs. I felt my mouth getting dry. Why did he have to be so hot? But than I felt heat from him. We were so close…

"Ok, so the hour is over. Every Wednesday we have these kinds of lessons. You are always free to come. So for those how are planning to come. See you next time. And for the rest, thank you so much for coming tonight. Enjoy the rest of your evening. Goodnight!"

I woke up from my gaze. But our eyes were still locked together. Everybody around us started moving. But it was like time was standing still. His hair, his eyes, his lips... I just needed to pull away, I just needed to let go...We both came out of our daze…

"So uh, yeah we should, uh…go," he said.

"Uh yeah, of course" I said shakily.

We walked towards our seats and grabbed our bag and coats. I put my notepad back into my purse. We silently walked outside.

"Did you get some good stuff for you piece?" I asked, desperately trying to get on a subject.

"Uh yeah sure, I think..." He said dazed, "Hey, do you maybe, I don't know, wanna go for a drink?" He asked smirking while looking into my eyes.

"Uh, as in right now?" I asked, not completely believing what was happening.

"Well, yeah…" He said back.

"Uh, yeah, sure, I'd love to," I answered, a pink tinge creeping up my neck…again.

"Okay, let's go," he said.