Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls

A/N: Ok this is how I think things would've been if Jess moved to Stars Hollow earlier. This is around 1997 so they're in 7th grade. For anyone reading Differences I'm not abandoning it.

Lane and I stepped onto the yellow school bus that was going to take us to Stars Hollow Middle.

"Another year of teachers who know less then we do and kids who know less then they do" I complained.

"I don't really care about that I just want to go home" Lane paused "on second thought I want to go to your home."

I laughed and pushed my best friend along as she stopped dead in her tracks.

"Look who's back" she said.

"Is that Jess?"

"Yep" she shook her head. They used to be somewhat civil when he first moved here in 5th grade but I don't know something happened around the time he got sent back to live with his mother. I sat down across the isle from Jess and Lane looked at me for a minute then sat down in front of me.

"Welcome back" I smiled brightly.

"Bitch" he stated blankly.

I smiled. He was just being him. It was in his nature to call people that. Right?

"What are you doing back" Lane asked cruelly.

"Nice to see you too Lane

"So can you believe we're in 7th grade now no more wondering whether or not some 8th grader is going to attack" I laughed knowing that would never happen in Stars Hollow.

"Oh yeah because 6th graders in Stars Hollow just keep on dying because of those big bad 8th graders" he smirked.

"What ever just give me your schedule and shut up" I demanded. He handed me his schedule.

"1…2…3…4…5…6…7" I counted the classes we had together "hey schedule twin"

"You're in the smart classes too" Lane pouted.

"Lane you are too" I told her.

"No you're in G&T I'm in AC you're gifted I'm advanced"

"Same thing"

"No"

"I think we're here" Jess looked out the window at the school whose bus loop we were now in.

We got off the bus together. I hugged Lane as she went off in a separate direction. I looked at Jess. He was pretty much the same. He was wearing his trademark low baggy jeans and an old Ramones t-shirt and of course a black leather jacket even though it was 75 degrees outside. His hair was still crazy. It looked like he had just woken up even though I knew he spent hours on his hair. He was a little taller but I still had a good 5 inches on him. He was as tall as Lane. I remembered how we used to tease him about how short he was. He would always roll his eyes then the teacher would tell us that boys grew later than girls and one day he'd be taller than us.

"Got a starring problem" he took a quick look at his schedule to see where the classroom was then noticed it was right next to him and walked in. I followed and sat next to him.

"Mean" I whispered.

Ok so there it is. I hope you liked it. Tell me if I should continue or not.