Authors Note: So I know where I want to go with this, and it seems I can start my chapters, but as I go along, I seem to get writers block or don't think my ideas are up to par. It's 5:30 in the morning as I write this; I'm still awake, listening to the B-52's. The things going through my head…there must be a clog between my brain and my fingers, what I want in the story just doesn't seem to flow as easily. So let me know if it gets as off as I think it does. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: if I owned them, don't you think my ideas would be on the show?
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"Hey." Jess' voice startled me, drawing me away from my thoughts.
"Hey yourself." A smile played on my lips as he swiftly kissed them. "Where have you been all morning?"
"Luke had me running some errands." He said, leaning over to rest his hands on the table, supporting his weight as he looked out the window. "Happy couple."
"Who?" I asked, playing dumb. He nodded his head toward Dean and Lindsay. They had been standing in the same place across the street on the side walk since I first sat down. "Oh. Them. Yeah. Looks like it."
"If I didn't know any better Rory, I'd think you were jealous." Jess took a seat across from me.
"Me? Jealous of Dean and Lindsay? No, no." I managed a slight chuckle while shaking my head. "I don't think so."
"Well, you went out with the guy for quite some time. And then there he is, happy with another girl." I continued looking out the window, watching as he laughed, then leaned down to kiss her. God, I always loved how tall he was. "Rory?"
"Huh? What?" My attention snapped back to Jess.
"You know I was joking, right?" He looked slightly concerned.
"Yeah, sure." He continued watching me. I raised my eye brows, "What?"
"You okay? I mean, is something bothering you? Did I do something?" He started standing up. "I can leave if you want me too."
"Jess, no. I don't know what's up with me. Probably just being cooped up in the house and coffee withdrawal." I gave my most angelic smile.
"Coffee… right. How could I sit down with out getting you any? I get it now; you were trying to go distant on me on purpose. You tried to make it seem like you were mad at me because I forgot." He grabbed a cup and a pot of coffee.
I let out a laugh and looked up at him, "Yeah, you caught me." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dean and Lindsay start walking.
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"I hate to cut this short, but I've got to get to work." I glanced from Lindsay, to Luke's, to Doose's.
Lindsay sighed, "Okay. What time do you get off tonight? Maybe we can get together at my house?" She looked at me with hopeful eyes.
"Sorry, Linds; I'm helping close up tonight, then I have to go straight home and watch Clara." I told her. She pouted. "Hey, don't give me that look. How about tomorrow?" She stood on her tip-toes to give me a kiss.
"Better then nothing." I grinned down at her.
"I better get going. I'll call you sometime tonight." We kissed once more, and then parted. I casually glanced over into Luke's to catch sight of Jess giving Rory a kiss. There was that damn flitter in my stomach again, only added with it this time was a slight pain in my heart. Though I detest admitting it, Rory and Jess do seem happy and content being together. It was when she got back from Washington that the happiness between me and her seemed to die.
Everyone was surprised when Lindsay and I got together; even I was surprised. But there we were. It still seems new because it's still exciting. It hasn't started to die down at all yet, which I hope it doesn't anytime soon. I really think this could get serious… if I could just keep Rory from haunting my thoughts.
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I walked into Doose's toward the coffee.
"Rory, hey." A smile unknowingly met my lips as I turned to see Dean.
"Hey." I took a deep breath. He looked good; really good. Maybe it's just my hormone's acting up? Oh, that sweet, innocent smile. Stop it, Rory! Jess, Jess, Jess, Jess, Jess. But those eyes.
"Um… Rory?" Dean stifled a laugh.
"What? Oh yeah. We're almost out of coffee at home and I'm on a mission for junk food. Tonight's a movie night and you know what that means."
"You don't want your house turning into One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest?" He grinned.
"What are you talking about? It already is." I looked up at him and grinned.
"So what's the selection tonight?" He leaned against the shelf that contained canned vegetables.
"Mom and I were feeling musical; so far we have Detroit Rock City, Josie and the Pussycat's, and West Side Story."
"Josie and the Pussycat's?" Dean laughed.
"Mom's pick. Not mine. You know how she is." I stated.
"I definitely know how Lorelai is." For a second, neither of us said anything until the bell jingled announcing someone's entrance. "Well, I should get back to work. Have fun tonight."
"Yeah. Thanks. Always do. I hope you… have fun… working?" He just laughed as we went our separate ways.
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