A/N: Thanks a lot for all the reviews. It really means a lot to me that you guys enjoy what I write. You really make me feel special. Thanks a lot to everyone. Now I know I said I'll be gone for two weeks and I did. But apparently I wrote that chapter two and a half weeks ago, before my holiday and it only got sent day before yesterday. So all the places I mention do exist, they're not made up, and just for the record the Magical Fountain is fantastic, read on and you'll see what I'm talking about. So anyway I'm back and going to be updating on an ASAP basis.
So here is CH 4!
CHAPTER 4 – Lights, Camera, Action!
Light filted through the thin blue curtains of the hotel room. Distant, but distinct aromas of coffee filled the air and most of all a new feeling that has yet to be resolved filled every fibre of Rory's being.
Yesterday had been perfect, to say the least. Rory had fallen asleep in Logan's protective embrace, but never once letting go of his hand. She could hear faint whispers coming from Finn, Colin and her mother, but was too tired to try to work them out. All she could think about was dinner the next day and how it would unfold. Rory was not naïve enough to think it would go the way her mother wants her to think it will go, but Rory was curious as to what her mother was up to exactly.
Rory quickly showered, dressed and went downstairs to join her mother for breakfast.
"Hey…Hey…Hey, Rory!" came her mother's voice in a harsh, whispered tone.
"Mom," Rory inquired, "why are we whispering?"
"Hun, I just wanted to tell you to stop glowing so much, the sun can't handle the intense competition." Said Lorelai in all seriousness.
"Mom, honestly. A: I'm so not glowing. B: Why are we still whispering, and C: where is the coffee?" asked Rory in one breath.
Lorelai just stared at her daughter an unreadable expression sprawled out on her face.
"Mom, you could at least answer the third question," stated Rory a little irritated.
"You're trying to tell me something, I just know it. Kid you're cute, but I don't know what you're saying. Say the first thing again," confessed Lorelai in a very serious tone, but her eyes said she had trouble containing her laughter.
"Mom, you of all people should know what happens to me if I don't get coffee," warned Rory with a well-concealed glint of amusement on her face.
"Oh, oh, pick me, pick me, I know the answer to that question, oh pick me, pick me!" exclaimed Lorelai while waving her hands in the air to emphasize her statement.
"Mom!" laughed Rory.
"And a good morning to you too, mission completed!" stated Lorelai content at having successfully completed her mission.
"And what exactly was your mission?" asked Rory taking a seat, having a feeling that it might take a little longer to get the answer to her third question.
"A mission so bold, so daring, so undeniably dangerous that only one, Lorelai Gilmore could complete," started Lorelai, waving her arms in the air for emphasis, "This mission so important that…I forgot what it was."
"Mom, you are unbelievable," laughed Rory while snatching her mother's coffee off the table.
"Hey, that was mine!" pouted Lorelai.
"Well, you wouldn't tell me where to get my own," gloated Rory while taking a sip of the golden liquid.
"Mean daughter, mean, no more cookies for you," challenged Lorelai.
"Fine. Here's your coffee," surrendered Rory while passing the coffee cup back to Lorelai.
"See, I knew I liked you for a reason,"
Rory just smiled.
"What, no smarty pants comment?" asked Lorelai in mock shock, "Where did I go wrong?"
Still Rory sat there her only response was simply shaking her head at her mother's antics.
"Fine then. More coffee for me," stated Lorelai while rising the coffee mug to her lips and tilting her head backwards. Finally after no liquid was released, she decided to glance inside the cup.
"Where did all the coffee go?" asked Lorelai in her best baby voice.
Rory just started laughing.
"I knew I taught you well fruit of my loins, now we can call it even, after I drank your cup of coffee at last year's dance marathon.
"I guess so."
The Gilmore Girls finished their breakfast which consisted of three helpings go every kind of pastry and four more cups of coffee each, before they headed down to the shopping centre to buy their dresses for the evening.
GGGGGGGGThe three musketeers made their way across the street, they realized last night that their hotel, Hotel de Catalonia, was only a few blocks away from The Barcelo Sants (the hotel at which the Gilmores were staying).
Colin and Finn noticed a distinct change in Logan's behaviour. He was somewhat quieter than usual, almost always in his own world and what knocked Finn off his rocker was Logan refused alcohol!
"Hey mate, you sure you don't want the only thing that makes life bearable?" asked a perplexed Finn.
"Sorry Finn, but I already have an allowance," stated Logan, causing Colin to laugh hysterically at the confused expression on Finn's face.
"Uh, mate, what does an allowance have to do alcohol?"
"Finn, having alcohol at your age isn't even legal in this country," reasoned Colin.
"Sorry mate, I'm having a hard time seeing your point," stated a very confused Finn.
"Never mind," sighed Colin. Ever since Finn's first glass of alcohol, he had been inseparable from the liquid.
Throughout his friends' banter, Logan remained quiet. His mind solely concentrating on a certain brunette with crystal blue eyes and smile that melted his heart. There was just something about what he felt for Rory Gi-, that he couldn't quite place. Logan was brought out of his thoughts by a knock on the door. Apparently he had been so locked up in his own thoughts, he failed to realize how far they walked.
"Why hello, you guys are exactly on time. I really disappointed," came Lorelai's comical voice.
"And why may I ask are you disappointed Love?" asked Finn while casually swinging his arm over Lorelai's shoulders.
"Finny, you should know that when a lady says seven, she means seven fifteen," stated Lorelai matter-of-factly.
"So sorry Love, how can I make it up to you?" asked Finn.
"Finn, you should never, ever ask my mom that question. The last person who asked her that, ended up mowing the lawn, washing her car, vacuum cleaning the house and dusting the pictures," warned Rory coming into view for the first time that evening.
"Now look what you did, you scared him," scolded Lorelai moving aside so Rory could be seen clearly.
What she wore took Logan's breath away, he just stood there gawking at the sight before him, but wasn't the only one, apparently all three boys couldn't help but stare. Rory wore a simple strap, royal-blue dress that ended just above her knees. The dress flared a little from her hipbone downwards and had a fit that showed off all her curves. Her hair was curled and held in a half up, half down look. She looked like the perfect balance between casual and formal.
"Wow, uh, you look…uh…gorgeous," stumbled Logan, looking for the right words.
"Thank you, you don't look half bad yourself," stated Rory looking Logan over.
"Now that we know everyone looks gorgeous and not half bad, lets get this show on the road!" exclaimed Lorelai breaking the silence that had engulfed them.
"Hey Love, why aren't you all dressed up? … Not that you don't look lovely in a jeans and tank top, but…uh…are you going like that?" asked Finn. At his question, Colin elbowed him in the stomach, remarkably jogging his memory.
"Oh, riiiiiggghhtt, I gotcha. Only the lovebirds are going we aren't. Now I see," stated Finn at his newly acquired realization.
"Wait you're not coming?" asked a perplexed Rory.
"No Hun, now you and Logan better hurry you got a reservation," explained Lorelai while shoving the two out of the hallway.
"But what are you gonna do," asked Rory. It wasn't that she didn't like Logan, she was just afraid she wasn't going to be able to control herself if she were alone with him.
"Don't worry, I'll think of something, after all I got two male slaves to torture," whispered Lorelai quite loudly while wearing an evil grin.
After Rory and Logan disappeared behind the elevator doors, Lorelai called over Colin and Finn.
"Time to begin phase two of tonight's dinner plan," she whispered, still wearing her evil grin.
"And what may I ask is that?" asked a clueless Finn.
"That Finny is called wait and see," explained Lorelai.
"Oh, I get it, so we wait, and see," beamed Finn.
"Very good Finn. So let's go inside and watch movies to pass the time," stated Lorelai while leading the boys inside the hotel room.
"Can we watch MI: 1 and 2," begged Colin.
"Yeah, or The Ring series," asked a keen Finn.
"Finn the last time you watched that, you spent the whole week sleeping in my room," reasoned Colin, but before Finn could reply, Lorelai cut him off.
"Silly boys, we're gonna watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory." With that Lorelai left the boys to insert the DVD into her requested DVD player. The boys both sat down with the same thought running through their heads: What did I get myself into?
GGGGGGGGGGMeanwhile, Rory and Logan had just exited the hotel. There was a light chill in the air, so Rory moved closer to Logan while he moved his arm instinctively around her waist.
"So, does anything look good on that menu?" asked Logan once they were shown to their table and Rory immediately snatched the menu from his hands.
"Well, the pizza and pasta looks great, I'm not too sure about anything else. Maybe we could order the Chinese too, that doesn't look too bad either. What about you?" asked Rory, looking at Logan's surprised face.
"What?"
"Nothing, it's just most girls I go out with hardly eat anything and here you're ordering enough food to feed three people. Not that that's a bad thing though."
"If you think I'm bad you should see my mother." reasoned Rory.
"I guess it's a Gi- trait. I'm looking forward to it."
"Good."
Dinner went by quite smoothly telling embarrassing stories from each other's past. Rory and Logan felt comfortable in each other's company. They felt safe with each other, like they could tell each other their deepest secrets and that wasn't a trait common feeling for either.
They decided to watch the Magical fountain display before heading back to the hotel. It was beautiful. The fantastic array of colours and music created a romantic atmosphere coated in awe by its beauty. Logan looked at Rory who had her head rested against his shoulder. She must've felt his eyes on him, because at that moment she turned to look at him. They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity before Logan bent down and kissed her. Fireworks exploded inside both of their bodies. The kiss was meant to be short and sweet, but when Rory began to kiss back the kiss became an entirely new story. When oxygen became a necessity the two parted.
"That was…amazing," they managed to huff out in unison.
Before Logan knew what was happening Rory had pulled him closer and connected her mouth with his. It didn't take him long to respond: he instinctively pulled her closer to him as her fingers ran through his hair. The fireworks inside their bodies never once faltering during their contact. No-one else in the world existed it was just the two of them. This had definitely been an unforgettable first date.
A/N: So there it is. What do you think? Like it or hate it? Was it up to your expectations? I really need to know what you guys think of it.
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