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A/N: SORRY!!!!! SORRY!!!! I was busy at Northwestern and life just got VERY busy and hectic...but now I have some free time. YAY for free time! NOw I am back to the normal life of a high schooler...I love normalness. So...IF YOU GIVE ME 30 REVIEWS OR MORE FOR THIS THERE WILL BE A NEW CHAPTER TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!
Chapter Nine: Bon Voyages and Jello Shots
"I'm throwing him a party," Lane declared, striding past Rory into Doosey's Market. Rory followed her, keeping a safe distance. Lane was on a mission and when she was on a mission she often got violent when question. She also got a bit sketchy in her movements, throwing things at her cart without bothering to make sure she had a clear path. One time she had thrown something in her cart and it hit Babette who was standing in the cookie dough's path. Babette still holds it against Lane, pointing the the spot on her arm where the black and blue mark once resided.
"You're throwing Dave a party," Rory repeated, narrowly missing a bag of M and M's Lane had chucked at the cart.
"Yes, I am a big girl, Dave is going to Berkeley and I am handling this the big girl way,"
"Okay, in your current state I insist that I help,"
"Aren't you going to Yale today? I thought this was the last day of your and Lorelai's great adventure," Rory smiled.
"Yes, today was the end of our epic adventure, including ordering everything off of Al's menu and stealing gum balls from Taylor's soda shoppe and getting caught. However, I believe that I can stay for one more day and not be blacklisted at Yale or anything,"
"Really?"
"Yes, now when is this rockin' party you're planning?"
"Tonight," Lane said quickly, throwing marshmallows into the cart.
"Tonight? Does Dave even know about this?"
"No, it's going to be a surprise. I just needed to finish up a few things,"
"Okay,"
"I made a list," Lane pulled out a folded piece of paper, notes scribbled on it.
"What's number one on your list?" Lane looked down at the paper and then back up at Rory.
"Can I use your house for the party?"
"Yeah, sure,"
"Okay," Lane said relieved, smiling broadly.
"Number one finished, how about the next one?"
"I need decorations,"
"Ms. Patti can help with that. I'll talk to her and you finish this," Rory turned to leave but Lane's voice stopped her.
"Thanks for your help Rory. I really appreciate it," Rory smiled and nodded. She turned around again and then headed towards Ms. Patti's studio.
"We have to have a girl's night, just for us!" Sookie exclaimed, wiping her hands on her apron.
"I agree,"
"We can go to a club and, oohh, we can have jello shots. I've always wanted to try jello shots!"
"Who doesn't,"
"Tonight! We're going to have a girl's night tonight," Lorelai smiled, putting down her cup of coffee.
"Sookie, hun, we have that huge wedding party coming in tonight,"
"So? Just let Michele handle it,"
"Michele? Are you talking about the crabby French man at our front desk? If you are then the answer is definitely no,"
"Lorelai, he can handle it,"
"I'm sure Michele can handle it; whether the customers can is a bit iffy,"
"Come on, let's ditch,"
"Sookie, we're not 16, we can't just ditch,"
"Why not?"
"Because we're supposed to be responsible adults,"
"How about we be responsible adults tomorrow and tonight be materialistic over made up teens!" Lorlelai smiled, looking at her best friend flush with excitement.
"That last part just convinced me. You know, I've been itching to wear bright red lipstick and blue eye shadow,"
"So, we're going?" Lorelai sighed happily, nodding.
"This is going to be so much fun!"
Rory was putting on blush when her cell phone rang. She picked it up, placing the brush on her dresser.
"Hello?"
"Ace, you're ditching," Rory smiled.
"I am not ditching Logan, I have no classes,"
"You're ditching me,"
"Can't you just call one of your many of speed dial?" Rory joked.
"That hurts Ace. Anyway, I'd like to know if you would like to get some dinner with me tonight,"
"I can't,"
"Man, I'm just batting zero tonight," Rory scrunched up her nose, frowning,
"No baseball cliches, they are creepy and make me think of jock straps,"
"Sorry, so what are you doing tonight?"
"My friend Lane is having a going away party for her boyfriend Dave,"
"Oh,"
"Do you want to come?" She asked tentatively, hoping that she would get her desired answer.
"Are you asking me out Ace?"
"Do you want to come?" She repeated, smiling.
"Sure, what time?"
"Be at my house at 7:00,"
"You do realize it's already 6:30,"
"Well, you better drive fast,"
"Bye Ace,"
"Bye, see you in a half hour,"
"Where are we?" Lorelai asked, walking into the tackilly lit room of the club her and Sookie had gone to. Neon lights shone heinously bright, the glare causing them to squint.
"I read online that this was the most swinging place in Hartford," Sookie said, looking around.
"They actually said swinging?"
"Yes," Lorelai sighed, looking around.
"Well Sook, let's go find out what is so swinging,"
Logan walked up to Rory's house, surprised by the number of cars lining the small street. He rang the doorbell and a guy with blonde hair answered it, looking him up and down.
"Hey dude,"
"Hi, uh, I'm Logan, is Rory here?" Zach's eyes widened with recognition.
"You're Logan?"
"In the flesh,"
"Dude, you got me hit with a cell phone! That is so not rock and roll!" Logan saw Rory and smiled gratefully, relieved to see her.
"Uh, Ace!" Rory walked up, putting her hand on Zach's shoulder.
"Zach, you can let him in,"
"Are you sure Rory?"
"Yep," He nodded, setting Logan with a steely glare. Logan skated past him quickly, shaking his head.
"You were watching the entire time, weren't you?"
"Yes, it was quite amusing. I just wish I had some pop corn and a soft drink; I would have been set,"
"Why did I get him hit by a cell phone?" Rory laughed, taking Logan's hand.
"Remember when you called me from my house and we had that lovely, ridiculously calm conversation?"
"It rings a bell," Logan said with a smile.
"Well, once I hung up I threw my phone and it hit Zach,"
"So that's why he was glaring at me?"
"Oh, that wasn't a glare. Those were his bedroom eyes," Logan looked at her, worry evident in his eyes.
"Ace,"
"I'm kidding! Zach is possibly straighter than you,"
"Good, you had me a bit worried," Rory smiled and kissed him. She pulled away reluctantly, forcing herself to not return to where she previously was.
"Okay, you go mingle, I have to find Lane,"
"Alright, don't stay away too long," He said, his hands still on her hips. She smiled and kissed him quickly and then walked off. She could feel his gaze on her and smiled, she would definitely be coming back.
"So, they don't have jello shots," Lorelai commented, sitting with Sookie around a table shaped as a large pair of lips. The seats were shaped like stars and were oddly uncomfortable, with spikes in all the wrong places.
"I thought all bars served jello shots," Sookie complained.
"Well this one must not have gotten the memo. However, they do have a Happy Days drink; complete with a Fonzi attitude when serving it,"
"They are not jello shots,"
"This was a bust,"
"Totally," Lorelai looked across the room and noticed someone who caught her eye. She noticed his dark hair, the shirt that hung loosely yet still seemed to fit perfectly.
"Oh my gosh," Lorelai said, her mouth curling into a grin.
"What is it?"
"Luke is here,"
"What? With who?" Lorelai looked at his companion and laughed.
"Liz, he's here with Liz," Sookie looked too and saw Luke and Liz at the bar. Liz with some fruity drink and Luke downing a beer.
"This si too funny," Lorelai commented, standing up.
"Where are you going?"
"To go and sit with them, you're coming too,"
"But-"
"We need to do something to liven this up," Lorelai said gaily, heading over towards her diner boy and his sister.
"I can't believe I let you drag me here," Luke groaned, taking another long swig of his beer.
"I'm helping you big brother. T.J said that you have terrible social skills, you're too much of a hermit,"
"Since when did T.J. become an expert in if I am a hermit? He probably doesn't even know what a hermit is?"
"Luke, you need to get out on the dating scene. The girl of your dreams isn't just going to come to you!"
"Hey Luke, Liz," They looked up to see Lorelai there with Sookie, both of them grinning.
"Lorelai, Sookie, what are you doing here?" Liz said, smiling.
"Well, apparently this is the most swinging place in Hartford. It's where all the cool kids hang," Lorelai teased, sitting next to Luke. The bartender approached and Lorelai smiled, deciding that she was going to have fun.
"I'll have the Happy Days drink. Bring me a Fonzi and make it snappy!"
Jess watched them together, each kiss feeling like a bullet in his hear. When he saw Rory leave he knew he'd found his moment, his moment to regain what was rightfully his. He stalked over to Logan, already feeling his blood boil. Him and Logan were going to have a little talk, and he wasn't going to give up until he got what he wanted.
"You're Logan, right?" The blonde looked at him surprised, confused of who this mystery person was.
"Yeah,"
"I'm Jess Mariano," A flash of recognition went through his eyes as he recalled Rory's talk of him.
"It's nice to meet you Jess,"
"You too Logan, you too. Now, I need to discuss something with you, set things straight," Logan immediately bristled, sensing the hostility in Jess's voice.
"Set things straight, huh?"
"Yes, you see, you think you can come here in your little BMW and do anything you want. You think because you're a rich ass that you can have anything you want. This is my town and Rory is mine. Don't ever forget that," Logan laughed, the contempt not lost from the deep throaty sound.
"Listen Jess, you can threaten all you want, but I'm not leaving,"
"Stay away from her pretty boy,"
"Not a chance. It's not my fault she left your sorry ass for me," Jess punched him clear in the face, his fist connecting with Logan's face with a sickening crack. Logan turned to Jess, his eyes dark with rage. Nobody beat up Logan Huntzberger and got away with it, nobody.
Rory was walking back when she saw Logan and Jess in each other's faces, the tension high. Rory began to walk over but stopped when she saw Logan punch Jess in the stomach, knocking him over. She came to her senses and rushed over, her mind reeling. She grabbed Logan's arm as he prepared to punch Jess again.
"Logan stop!" He ignored her, lunging towards Jess again. Rory jumped between them, flailing fists herself.
"Logan, stop now!" She yelled, becoming extremely angry. Logan stormed off, walking outside. She turned to Jess, feeling completely overwhelmed.
"Jess, I'm so sorry,"
"You better go get your boyfriend," Rory went outside, finding Logan at his car.
"Logan, what the hell was that?"
"Don't you dare blame me for anything,"
"You punched him!" Logan spun around, angry beyond wits.
"He hit me first and threatened me!"
"Logan-"
"Why are you defending him?"
"I'm not, I'm...," Rory sighed, tired of arguing, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Logan replied shortly, his voice harsher than he intended.
"Logan-"
"I need to go before I say something that I will regret," He said getting into his car. Rory watched him drive away, already feeling tears fill her eyes. She felt someone touch her arm, a warm breath upon her neck.
"Rory," She recoiled from his touch, turning to find a fresh kind face. It was Dean, his kind eyes helping ease some of her pain.
"Did you see it? Logan and Jess, did you see it?" Dean nodded, beginning to avoid her gaze.
"Dean,"
"Jess hit him first," Rory took a step back, her head buzzing.
"Rory," He called out, but it was too late. She was already through the front door, slamming the door behind her.
"Jess!" She yelled out, her voice hard and cold. He appeared almost immediately, a small smile on his face.
"Hey, are you-"
"Get out!"
"What?" She grabbed his shirt, dragging him to the door.
"Get the hell out of my house! Get out!"
"Rory," She opened the door, facing him once once, her eyes brimmed with tears of frustration and pain.
"Don't you ever talk to Logan or even look at him again. He's better than you'll ever be," She pushed him out the door, closing it with a thud. Jess was officially out of her house and her life. Logan approached cautiously, sympathy on her face.
"Rory?"
"I'll be in my room. I don't want to see anyone," She walked to her room and closed the door, collapsing onto her bed.
"Wow, that night turned quite interesting," Sookie commented as they drove back to Stars Hollow.
"Yes, it did. That Fonzi impersonator really livened things up,"
"Yeah, especially when he started hitting on Liz,"
"That was the highlight of the night,"
"Luke got pretty angry,"
"Oh that's nothing compared to when I try to take donuts from the platter without tongs," Sookie smiled.
"Luke looked pretty good tonight," Lorelai looked at Sookie, smiling.
"Should Jackson be warned of this?"
"He has pretty good hair under that cap. Don't you think so?"
"Uh, sure,"
"You two should maybe-"
"No, Sookie, no,"
"Why not?"
"Luke is my diner guy, he pours my coffee, that's it,"
"But-"
"We are just friends,"
"He's in love with you," Lorelai sighed.
"Sookie, stop,"
"He is,"
"Hey! I agreed to the girl's night, meaning I get to choose the conversation topic. I vote no Luke," Sookie sighed, giving in.
"Fine, so what do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know, what do you and Jackson talk about?"
"Fruits and vegetables," Lorelai smiled, leaning her head against the back on the seat.
"Suddenly talking about Luke looks a lot better,"
When Rory's cell rang she groggily picked it up, pressing the call button. She pressed the phone to her ear, wiping her eyes.
"Uh, 'ello?"
"Love, is that you?" Rory sat up in her bed, confused.
"Finn, are you drunk?"
"I wish," Rory heard some assorted noises in the back ground and scratched her head, tired and confused of what was going on.
"Finn, where are you?"
"The hospital,"
"The hospital? Why are you at the hospital?"
"Early, it's so early!" Finn lamented, his voice cracking.
"For goodness sakes! Give me the phone!" Colin cracked, grabbing the phone from Finn.
"Colin?"
"Rory,"
"Why are you at the hospital?"
"Rory, there was an accident," Rory was now completely upright, grasping the covers tightly.
"Colin, was it Logan?"
"Yes,"
"Is he okay?" There was no response, "Colin,"
"No Rory, he's not,"
A/N: Cliffies are fun, and I am evil. I am very sorry. All you have to do is review though and you will now what happens tomorrow. How sweet is that? So...REVIEW!
