A/N: This story is AU! Rory goes to Yale, but lives in an apartment complex with three girls. None of them are Paris. She never dated Jess because he never came to Stars Hollow. They met six months ago… at school.

Disclaimer: I own Suzanne, Libby, and Hayley.

Jess' POV

I groan as I hear Rory open the door and make a disgusted noise. I pull away from Hayley and sit up, "Way to ruin the moment Rory." I glare at her.

"Sorry! Carry on." She blushes and bites her lip, which I always find to be one of the most adorable things in the world, next to when she bites her pinky if she was nervous, "You horny little freak… every time I walk in you are at her like an animal." And then she opens her mouth, and all thoughts of 'adorable' fly out the window.

I sigh and look back at Hayley who was patting down her hair. Hayley rolls her eyes, "Can't you two just get along?"

"Hmm…" I contemplate, and then settle on, "No."

"Why not? Rory you are my room mate… and best friend. Jess, you are my boyfriend. Just try, please…" Hayley begs with those big brown eyes.

Rolling my eyes, I look at Rory for a minute, "Fine." I hate putting on this little act. I have to act like I don't have any feelings for Rory at all, when really… I do. But it is the only way I could get to have alone time with her. She is so beautiful, smart, funny, and everything. But she has a boyfriend and I have Hayley.

"Thank you. Now Jess and I have class so… I guess I will see you later, k roomie?" Hayley smiles brightly and gets off the couch, tugging me with her.

I have to come up with some lie so I can stay here and have a conversation with Rory, so I say the only thing I can think of, "My class is canceled, but I will see you tonight."

"Oh… well, walk me to my class?"

"I would, but I have to get ready for a job interview in an hour…"

She pouts and I feel bad, but then my gaze moves to Rory who is leaning in the doorway of the kitchen eating a granola bar, my granola bars, and suddenly I don't feel bad anymore, "Fine… see you later, babe." She kisses my cheek and I scowl at the pet name she gave me. I don't do pet names.

After she walks out the door, I hear one pet name that I can't seem to get rid of, even if I try, "Hey dipstick. Can you come get this box at the top of the pantry for me?" Dipstick. Can she come up with something better?

I sigh and walk over to Rory who is reaching on her tip-toes to get something down. I couldn't help but laugh as I walk over and reach to get it for her, "Got a date with Logan, tonight?" I ask trying to make a conversation. Even her voice sends chills down my spine.

"Yup." She grabs the box from me and sits it on the table, looking through it for Suzanne's snacks she kept stashed for herself.

Rolling my eyes, I speak again, "You know… you better start telling Suzanne it's you that takes her snacks… so she'll stop blaming me."

"Hey! You did eat the fruit roll-ups!" She points her finger at me, "And you told her it was Libby. Poor Libby."

I laugh at the memory of Suzanne chasing Libby around the kitchen with a plastic butter knife "It was entertaining. Admit it."

She tries to hold in her laughter, but at one point she just bursts out, "Okay! It was funny… very funny. I mean, what could you do to someone with a plastic butter knife?" She kept giggling, and I find it to be number three on the list of cute things she does.

Rory looks up and catches me staring at her. I duck my head down, hoping she wouldn't comment. A blush is rising in her cheeks, and I just smirk and walk out, "I'm going to take a shower in your bathroom, okay?"

She nods, "Okay."

I walk into her bathroom and close the door behind me with a soft click.

Rory's POV

It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! I saw Jess first at the party. He asked for my number. Not Hayley's. Why must I be dating Logan? Why is he dating Hayley? I hate this! Now, I have to pretend like I hate him, just so Hayley can trust me to be alone with him and Logan won't care.

I guess it is my fault. I did tell Jess to go after Hayley once he found out I was taken. But that was four months ago! I didn't think they'd last this long. And now he's probably in love with her. Logan and I aren't doing well, anymore. But even if we do break up, Jess and Hayley seem to be doing fine. Life is officially unfair.

But he was staring at me before he went into my bathroom. I mean yes, I do share it with Suzanne, but he could've went in Hayley and Libby's bathroom. Okay now I am just being plain stupid.

I sit on the couch and turn on the TV, after one episode of 'Bewitched' I see Jess come out and cross the living room in nothing but a towel, dripping wet. I can't help but stare at him as he goes in Hayley's room and grabs some of his clothes from the top drawer. Yes, I know which drawer is his.

I hear him getting dressed behind the closed door and when he emerges from the room, he sends me a smile, not a smirk, and sits beside me, "Bewitched?"

Smiling, I nod, "Yup, nothing else is on."

"You wouldn't want to turn it on the game, would you?" He asks me, in a hopeful voice.

"I didn't peg you as the jersey guy." I laugh a little, thinking of him at a baseball game.

He shakes his head, "I'm not, I'm just supposed to check the score and call Luke."

I nod. That's the good thing about Jess. His uncle is my mom's boyfriend, so for holidays we spend it together in Stars Hollow, even though he hates it. But it is alone time for us, cause Hayley goes back to her hometown.

I turn the channel to find the game and offer an Oreo to Jess. He takes it and squints to read the tiny score. "Write that down for me?" He asks when he sees that I have a pen and paper beside me.

"No. Do it yourself." I hand him the notebook and black ink pen and watch him as he writes down tiny numbers. I love his handwriting. I often go in my room and pull a book off the shelf just to find that the margins have been filled with thoughts about the book.

I enjoy reading his thoughts. And I enjoy watching him write, especially if he is concentrating. That's when his tongue sticks out of his mouth a little and it is so damn cute.

I snap out of my daze when I notice he's looking at me. I face towards the TV, embarrassed. "You done, yet?"

He nods, "Yeah."

I change the channel and continue to watch Bewitched. He's sitting close to me and I like the way it feels when his leg bumps mine on accident.

Of course I am upset that he is dating my room mate, but then again if he's happy… it's fine by me. I just wish that I would have taken him when I had the chance. But being 'friends/enemies when our lovers are around' is okay for now.

I just wish he felt the same way…

A/N2: I once heard that inspiration hits you in odd places. Boy was that statement true… this is just a story that came to me after sitting in my brother's dorm room and watching his relationship with his girlfriend and his girlfriend's best friend. I thought "Hey… this would be a good idea for a story." It will be short and I am writing updates for four of my other stories as we speak, so… they will be up shortly! Here it is, I hope you like it! Review please!!