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A/N: Here's the update that you all wanted. It's not a great chapter, so, sorry. Oh, and to all who want to know, the vote was a tie. Lol. That's why I had to kind of make it so everyone would be happy. Kind of. Anyways, enjoy the update.

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Sleepily and unsteadily, they all got out of bed the next morning. Paris had already had all of the coffee that they ordered from room service, so Rory was simply driving with orange juice in her system, which was not a good thing for her. They drove all day, and they were most tired when they finally got into Mexico. But Rory couldn't help but keep her eyes wide open the whole time. It was just so beautiful, she wasn't even used to all of the nice weather, she lived in Connecticut, the dullest and worst weather. Paris was very excited indeed that the boys were nowhere in sight, Rory didn't dare mention that that could be a bad thing. But, since the guys were dead asleep when they left, they had a good chance.

When they finally got to the resort, Rory was in awe. It was a beautiful hotel, there was a huge pool in the middle and you could see the beach, not a far away distance. So many beautiful young people were walking around, and they were all having so much fun that it was hard to imagine that they would be anywhere else.

Rory could recognize a lot of the teenagers from Chilton, and a few of them even waved.

She saw a bar next to the pool, and many people were gathered around it. She guessed that there wasn't really an age limit, because there were a lot of people that were probably no more than sixteen or fifteen. But, this was not what drew her attention to the bar, but a similar back of a head did. But, it couldn't be…they couldn't…

Then, her eyes roamed to the pool and she saw Jess smirking at her. Paris was already running to the bar to yell at Micheal, so she approached Jess with a frown on her face.

'What the hell? There is no possible way—I mean, we left before…I—Oh my god." She shook her head angrily, 'Why couldn't you let us win for one thing?'

'I don't think the point was for us to let you win…the point was to laugh at your faces.'

'You're such a jerk! There's no way that you could have gotten here by car so fast.'

Jess smirked, 'Aha…you see, we didn't come here by car, naturally. We know this guy with a terrible accent, and he owed us a favor, so--,'

'What does that have anything to do with--,'

'Well, he has a pilot's license…and well, you can put it all together.'

Rory looked at him disgustedly. 'You bought yourself to Fiji?'

'It was the fast route.' Brownie chimed in.

'Now, the a hundred bucks please?'

Rory looked at him coldly. 'We're not giving you anything, you cheated. Wow, was I wrong about you guys, I thought that maybe somewhere inside you guys were decent…but, no, so not the case. You're just arrogant and selfish, you don't care about anything but money or yourselves.'

'You hardly know us.'

'I know enough.'

She walked off angrily. She didn't even feel like enjoying the nice atmosphere, it was like they had sucked all the happy out of her. She simply read in her room to cool herself off, even though Paris and all the girls were down in the pool. She didn't even know why she was so mad. A knock at the door got her nose out of her book.

She opened the door to find Micheal with an envelope in his hands.

'Micheal?'

'Hello lovely girl, I am here to deliver the post that master Jessifer has sent for you. Now, I am off to bang some booty as many proper English men would call it…' He said in a cheesy fake English accent.

'Wha—,'

'Goodriddens or some crap like that.' He waved and ran down the hall, leaving the envelope in front of the door.

She simply stared at the piece of paper that was lying at her feet. She bit her lip, looking down the hall to see if anyone was there. She quickly picked it up and closed the door quickly. She slid down the doorframe, and sat leaning against the door unsure of whether to open it or not. Of course, curiosity won over her thoughts.

She tore it open and smiled at Jess' words.

Rory,

I know I am a complete pain in the rear end and I could probably never change that, but can't you think of the good times? Let's see…how about the time where you found the book in my pocket and you smiled. I like it when you're not completely pissed at me, it makes you shine. Okay, don't worry, this is me talking to you drunkly, so, if this letter is not up to a Romeo and Juliet potential I am sorry. Just wanted to let you know that we miss you and would like to see your tiny little figure in a bikini. Aren't I smoothe.

P.S. I have officially given myself the 'Book boy' title. So, your bench girl and I'm book boy. Oh come on, you can take a bunch of mocking material out of that…

Maybe not completely sincerely,

Book Boy.

God, she would be such a sucker if she fell for that. Then she sighed, it was night…what were they still doing in a pool? She shook her head at herself and ran to the bathroom.

When she walked out of the room, with a bathing suit on, she felt the most exposed she had in her life. The guys were cheering down in the water when they saw her come down the stairs, the girls had a drink in their hands, and they were talking to each other. Surprisingly, a lot of people were still out there. Even though it was good into the night. She rashly jumped into the pool with a shriek. Everyone gathered around her to talk to her about what she had missed, everyone but Jess who was sitting in the corner of the pool smirking. Her eyes connected to his' and after that she was barely giving anyone else any attention.

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The next morning, Rory found herself with a giant headache. Her eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was her hand gripping a large vodka bottle. Her reflexes immediately let it fall, which wasn't a big deal because the floor was carpet, and it didn't break or make any noise. Her hair was all over her face, so she pushed it out of the way. She found the top part of her bikini still in place, but it was unhooked, and she didn't even want to think about the bottom part. She was entangled in white sheets, and her neck hurt from the position she was in.

She lifted her head from the uncomfortable place, wincing in pain and rubbed the place in her neck that hurt. 'Ouch.' Then, taking her mind of her hurt spot, she looked around the room. It was a hotel room, very similar to her's, but not at all the same. There was a bunch of guys' clothes all over the place. A strange guy walked out of the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around his waist, she raised an eyebrow at him, since she had never seen him in his life.

'Mornin.'

'Um, good morning, who are you?' She blinked, nervously.

The guy chuckled. 'Thought you wouldn't remember…you were pretty drunk last night. You kept on saying that I was pretty.' He was about slip the towel off, when Rory covered her eyes and shrieked.

'Excuse me? But, I'm still right here…and sure, I might have seen some of, uhm, that last night but I can't really remember any of that today. So, would you mind keeping the teeny tiny towel on?'

He shook his head in amusement, 'Fine.'

Rory peeked out from her hand and saw that he still had the towel on, she let out a sigh of relief. 'Um, okay, I feel really stupid asking this...but, did we—I mean, we didn't...?'

'No.' The guy smirked, 'We didn't. Although we did get well through 3rd base.'

Rory felt herself blushing fiercely. She bit her lip, 'And why didn't we…?'

'Well, I didn't actually want to take advantage of you…you seemed pretty pure. You kinda resembled Virgin Mary, that kind of freaked me out.'

Rory frowned, 'So, you just left me lying here?'

'Well, I was going to bring you back out to the pool, but you fell asleep, plus none of your friends were there when I went out. You know what, I went through a lot of trouble without even getting a good lay. Consider yourself lucky.'

She rolled her eyes and sighed. 'So, we're at least in the same hotel?'

'Yeah.'

'Okay, well, do you have anything that I could change into? I don't really want to go back into my room looking like a tornado blew me away.'

He shrugged, 'Take whatever you need. Now, if you will please close your eyes, or not, let me get changed.'

Rory nodded, biting her lip, and closed her eyes tightly. 'So, what's your name, anyways?'

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Nobody was at her room when Rory got there, so, she changed quickly and walked around the hotel trying to find everyone. She saw a sign in a hall that said that there was a restaurant down the stairs, so, she guessed that they might be there. She walked into the breakfast place and she saw them all at one table. Her stomach churned when she saw them all smirking at her, she didn't want them to know anything about her night. She felt a blush creep up her neck.

Rory bit her lip, and sat quickly and quietly next to Brownie, and in front of Jess.

'Wow, I never actually thought that you would be the first of us to score…' Paris shook her head, 'Not that I'm going to score, because I am in love with Jamie, and he trusted me to come here.'

Rory fiddled with her thumbs nervously. 'I didn't score, Paris.'

'Oh, you didn't? Can't he…?' Louise frowned.

She rolled her eyes, 'Honestly, Louise. We didn't…because he was a good guy and he didn't want to take advantage of me. I think that's something to consider, don't you?'

Parker smirked, 'Yeah, I consider that he's an embarrassment to man kind if he didn't get his hands on you, I mean, you are a fine piece of work.'

'How far did you get anyway?' Madeline asked interestedly.

Rory's blush came back and she looked down. "Uhm, apparently, third base.'

'Apparently?' Jess spoke for the first time, trying to act not interested by keeping to his book.

'I really don't want to talk about this…now, what do we have planned for today?'

Micheal took a flask out of his pocket and took a swing from it, 'Topless beach.'

Madeline smiled. 'We need to get tanned, Rory, it was the first place that came to our mind the second that we got here. I mean, the boys were really nice about it too, they totally offered to come along. And that's something because it's full of women, they won't even have any guys to hang out with.'

Rory shook her head at Madeline's cluelessness and shot a smirking Jess a look. 'I think I'm just gonna go with my top on.'

'Now, don't spoil our fun.' Micheal said sternly.

She sighed, 'We'll see.'

'Oh my god, it's already twelve. If we don't hurry up, then, we'll never get good spots at the beach.' Louise squeaked, hurting Rory's ears. Louise and Madeline were the first to get up and grab their purses, 'Escorts, please escort us to the beach.' She smiled, thinking she had just made a very smart comment. Parker and Micheal stood up and each put an arm around a girl, but they were quickly followed by Paris and Brownie. Which, only left Jess and Rory. Jess quickly slammed his book closed and stood up.

'Shall we?' He stuck out an arm.

Rory smiled, biting her lip, and then hastily stood up and grabbed his arm. 'Just so you know, there is no way that you'll be able to sweet talk me into taking my top off...'

'Oh, how I love it when a girl says that.' Jess smirked, shaking his head.

'So, what? Are you my escort now?" She asked, smiling at the thought. Jess shrugged, and chuckled. 'So, um, did you notice when that guy took me up to his hotel room?" Rory said suddenly, making him raise an eyebrow at her.

He shrugged once again. 'It's not like I could have stopped you.'

'Of course you could have. You were the reason that I went down there.'

'You were downright hitting on him, it didn't seem like you wanted to have a nice conversation with me.'

'How do you know it was the conversation I was looking for?" She smirked playfully. 'Anyways, I don't usually drink…'

'You seemed to have a hang of it, down there, I mean.'

'Well, I guess with everything I needed a drink once in a while.'

He didn't even ask her what everything was, he just walked by her and nodded. But, even with everything, when he looked at her, it seemed like she really wanted him to ask. But, for some reason, unknown completely to her, he didn't even ask around the thing.

She frowned, 'So, do you think I should go topless in the beach?'

'Your decision.'

She sighed impatiently. Was she actually flirting with him and he wasn't flirting back? Did she actually want him to flirt back? She bit her lip, 'I'm sorry, what's happening here?...'

'Huh? What?'

Rory looked at him strangely, but quickly decided that he was completely oblivious to the fact that she was flirting with him. Or maybe he wasn't, he just didn't care. They both weren't great options. She squinted at him, 'Um, Jess, is it okay if I stay here instead of go to the beach? Because I'm just really tired, and well, you know.'

'Are you sure? The guys will be really disappointed..'

What about you? Will you be disappointed? She found herself thinking. She shook her head, 'I'm sure. I'm going to go to sleep and then maybe feast on the snack bar.'

Jess nodded, 'O-okay. But, Rory, before you go…'

She looked back at him, giving him a questioning look.

'Do you want to come with us to a night club that we're all going to tonight?'

'With you?'

'Sure, with me.'

Rory's face lighted up at the thought. She gave him an excited smile, 'We'll all meet you downstairs at nine?'

'I'll tell the girls that you had cold feet about the beach.' Jess nodded.

She nodded, slowly, and then turned on her heel, walking slowly, not being able to contain her smile.

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A/N: Okay, I know it was OOC for Rory to go home with that guy and get drunk, but I just think that Rory has to be different for this story, not completely different, but normal. Because, come on. But I'm excited for the next chapter. There will definitely be A LOT of Literatiness. So, it's mainly gonna be Rory/Jess stuff.

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