A/N: I thought I would only have songs with deep meaning…but that didn't work out. Ah well, c'e la vie. I suppose that dream died once I used Ke$ha lyrics anyway…
Standard disclaimers apply.
Hey, hey,
You, you,
I don't like your girlfriend
- Avril Lavigne
You Could Do So Much Better
She shouldn't have expected anything from him. After all, she did run away after kissing him and didn't contact him for almost two months. So why would he wait for her? She has Dean, her loving, dependable boyfriend. It's not like she can kiss Jess again. No, it would've been dumb for him to wait.
So, to her logical conclusion: there was absolutely no reason for her to hold expectations.
But why does it feel like a shot of betrayal when she finally finds him, kissing some blonde girl with his hands in her back pockets? Kissing someone who isn't her?
And honestly, what kind of a respectable young woman would openly make out with a guy like that? While being groped no less! She's a class-A slut: a ditzy blonde with no moral code. And Jess is better than those jerks that only go with girls because they put out. It's not like he can talk about Hemingway and Tolstoy with her.
Dean comes over and this is the first kiss she's had since Jess', and she's trying hard not to compare. She brings him into a hug, because she doesn't want him to see her face (there's disappointment in her expression).
She watches Jess continue to suck Blonde Girl's face, and for a crazy, lustful moment, she wishes she were in his arms. Her body flushes as the thought of his nimble fingers brushing over her skin, and his mouth…
She bites her bottom lip hard, wanting these heat-induced fantasies to stop.
But she's unable to; her body (and dare she say her heart?) can't help but want him. However, it doesn't matter. No matter what it takes, she's going to take that to her grave; they can't be together. But that doesn't mean that he should go out with a bimbo skank like her instead. It's almost as if since Rory finds him worthy, that he shouldn't lower himself and grope slutty girls.
It's twisted logic, definitely one that of a jealous (she's not jealous, she repeats in her head) person, but she'll grasp at whatever straws she can to keep her attention focused on Dean as they walk through the town, listening to each other's summers.
A/N: I have a random question for you people: does anyone know Chris' and Matt's eye colors? I'm strangely picturing Chris with green eyes and Matt with brown, but I could be way off the mark.
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MissGoalie
