Chapter Seven - Friends... Worth the trouble?

A/N:Freedom!!! School has officially broken up, it's snowing outside and I'm in a good mood. So I wrote this chapter while I was still in a Hooray-it's-the-end-of-term-so-I'm-FREEEEEEE!!!!!-and-it's-snowing buzz. Feels good. So, I'll probably update more often, because my school breaks up early and goes back late, so things tend to get pretty boring around here. And one more time; It's SNOWING!!!(Oh, and I decided to change the title because I included the bit about Paris.)

Okay, thought Rory, no need to panic. No need to panic, it's going to be okay. I will be fine. I will get one of my oldest friends back and everything will be fine and... what the heck am I talking about? It's going to go like hell and he will hate me for ever. But what if I keep thinking that and then I'm depressed when he comes and then he thinks that I don't want to see him and then it defiantly won't work. HELP!!!!

The pessimistic train of thoughts was cut of then because Jess walked in. Rory was still scared, but she had no time to think as he walked up to her and said "hi". She was no longer had a coherent string of thoughts, because she was so nervous. The first thing that came to mind was that he looked as nervous as she felt and hoped that she didn't look. So the first thing that pooped into her head promptly came out of her mouth, and that sentence was; "Are you as nervous as I am?" He looked kind of taken aback by this question "Yep, probably, if your as nervous as you look, and by the way Rory, you're a sight for sore eyes!" She was so surprised at how blunt he was, as blunt as she had remembered, that she burst into a fit of hysteric laughter, before saying in a still-very-light tone "Well, crap! There goes my drama major!"

He was laughing too, and replied "Why, because you can't act or cause you'd be so nervous you'd sweat your face off?"

"Both, probably" Was Rory's reply, and she couldn't help but remember that this was just as natural a conversation as they used to have in the old days, before they were dating, and while they were too.

"So, I have a surprise for you."he said, watching her face light up like a child's on Christmas"Take a look at this!" And with that, he pulled a hard back book from his rucksack.

The front cover had a picture of New York on it, and in black were the words

Life As I Lived It In New York

The thrilling autobiography by Jess Mariano

about living on the wrong side of manhattan

Rory screamed."Wow Jess, you did it!" she yelled "You published a book! An autobiography! This is amazing!" Rory was soon opening the hard back and diving into it's pages. The dedication read "To my father, who let me crash at his place in California, and to all those who helped me go straight. You guys were right, some of my best gags were wasted in New York when I could have played them on Taylor."

The next hour for Rory was spent laughing and talking with Jess. She didn't remember he was this fun. Unfortunately, the conversation got a little awkward when it came to talking about relationships. She told him that she was with Logan, ad then moved on really fast.

As Rory walked back to her apartment, she looked back on her long day. She had started the day by having breakfast with Logan. God, he was the perfect guy. If the whole Jess situation had happened with any of her other boyfriends, the whole breakfast would have been awkward and they would have gone crazy jealous. Not Logan.

Then she and her mom had gone apartment/house hunting. She thought she had found the perfect place, and was looking forward to have all that overflow book space. Then she had met Jess, and then gone back to house hunting. A long, tiring day.

And it was ruined as Rory walked into the door and heard Paris yell "Gilmore! When are you moving out? Only I phoned up the Deans office and I'm going to get a new roommate soon so I really need a moving date!"

Paris sounded like she was trying to play it cool, but really she was angry, and hurt as well. But, Rory wanted to know, why?

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no no no no no no no no and a couple of craps for good mesure! The apartment people must have called while she was out and Paris thought she was moving! Help, she was just about to get kicked out of her apartment!

"Paris," she said, desperately trying to save her skin "I'm not moving"

"Don't pretend for me, Gilmore! You're moving out, weather or not you change your mind! I won't be here between ten and two tomorrow so that you can get your stuff, and you can sleep somewhere else tonight!" Paris then broke down and stormed into her room so that Rory wouldn't see her cry.

The first person that Rory called was her mom. She had no immediate suggestions, so she called Logan, hoping for a place to stay the night because it really was to late to drive all the way to Stars Hollow.

"Hey, Ace, whats up?" And hen Rory broke down on him. The pressure of loosing her friend, the stress of having nowhere to live and the pressure she had been under these past few months to start sending the money. Everyone had tried to get close to her, and all these stressful events were taking their toll. She started telling Logan everything.

"Whoa, whoa, Ace! Hold up there, and let me tell you my brilliant solutions to two out of three. Move in with me, that way you won't be homeless and I can help you with all the false friends. Get a American express black card and make shopping a daily thing. Trust me, it helps. Head to the really expensive shops. And as for Paris, just wait until she cools of and then try to explain. Simple."

Moving in with Logan was a lot easier than Rory had thought it was going to be. He had a nice place, with great furniture and great views. Colin and Finn went to get her stuff from her old apartment, and all she had to do was decide what to do with all her spare furniture. Her mom was really supportive, her grandparents were delighted (Their children would have his hair and her eyes), and the only problem was that the press kept on asking for details. Logan was great with them, though. He had spent his whole life in the spotlight and knew exactly how to deal.

Then a few days after the move, Rory was having lunch at the apartment and her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"It's me."

"Jess? Hi! So, whats up?"

"Why didn't you tell me you had moved?" His voice was accusing, but in a weird way.

"Oh, ummm..."

"It's just that I rang the home number you gave me, and Paris (Delightful person, by the way)picks up and starts yelling about back stabbers and how her new roommate smelled and had bad breath."

"I'm so sorry you had to go through with that! With all the stress of being kicked out, and moving in with Logan, it just slipped my mind."

"It's okay, I just figured you could have told me."

"I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay" And this time his voice told Rory that he had forgiven her.

"So, when do you want to see the new place?"

"Any time would be good. If I get a job, then I might have to reschedule,m but otherwise, what time is good for you?"

"What about Tuesday, 1:00? We can have lunch, and then I ca show you round the apartment?"

"Sounds good to me."

A/N: Okay, chapter seven! It's one of my longer ones, and was my apsalute favourite to write. Okay, the next chapter will be called - DAR(N), I'll try to be as quick as possible, please revue but please don't be too harsh. Just one more thing and that is a special thank you to all readers who have added this story to their favourites or story alerts. And an extra big thank you to all the people who have revued. You guys rock! And I hope you like the rest of the story. Oh, and please go to my profile to vote on what part Jess should have in the story.

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