Losing Her To Destiny
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Disclaimer: I am addicted to writing these. No, I do not own it.
Summary: Gilmore Girls gone sentimental. I think I've got their characters down at last. Set after Season Two. Rory is trying to avoid Jess, but its really hard, especially since Rory has been invited to a party by an annonymous mailer, in which she will get the surprise of her life.
Part Three: That Girl
Shuffling through her clothes left no treat, whatsoever. Endless hours. And tomorrow she had to get up early for a flight at six o'clock. But today, she would go to a party, and she felt panic go through her. What if the person who invited her was a rapist? A killer? A kidnapper? Cautiously, she had not mentioned the invitation to her mother, though she should have. After all, maybe then her mother could act as a spy for her, dressed up like a flimsy teenager. She'd make a good actress at that.
But no, Rory felt as if she felt it was something she needed to do by herself. Walk around, stop by a party, just go out once and do something new, not think of Jess, Dean or Lane's homecoming, but just her for once. Herself, not her mother, even though she was almost a carbon copy of her mother. She needed to be simply Rory. Not Rory and Dean, Not Tristan Likes Rory, Not Rory And Lorelai, Not Rory Kissed Jess, just Rory.
Finally, she got tired of looking. What was the big deal anyway? But it was. Just going out there, being herself without anybody with her to her was a big risk. So she moved on to her mother's room, looking through her clothes, trying not to mess anything up.
"Sweetie?" a voice called. Rory turned around, her mother's pink tank top in her hands. "What are you doing?" asked her Mom, flopping on her bed. "I- was just borrowing some clothes. Is that all right?" Rory asked, her heart aching with panic. Lorelai gave her a weird look. "Well, duh of course its all right! I am not Emily Gilmore." she said. Rory forced a smile as she went back to her mom's clothes slowly.
"Where you going?" Lorelai asked.
"Just a party." Rory answered.
"Who's party?"
"What's with this overprotective thing?"
"Nothing...nothing! I am not being overprotective, I just want to know..."
"A girl from my school." Lied Rory. Oh God, you must stop lying like this, to your own mother, too! thought Rory to herself.
"Oh really? Who's?" coaxed Lorelai.
"Look, just a girl named ..." Think of a name! Think of a name!
"Jennie." Rory's mouth found itself saying. Lorelai raised her eyebrows. "Jennie? Reallly?" she said. Rory nodded, and quickly told herself to chose something and get out before she blurted out the truth. She found a white T- shirt that was very short for her, but had black bubble letters that said, That Grrl. She went out of the room, fast.
****
She looked in the mirror. Only thirty minutes before she head out. Then suddenly, a thought occurred to her. Who would she call? She needed a way to drive there, of course! Her car was lowjacked. Dean had come home from his grandparents...but no! This was supposed to be a no-guilt trip, just some time to herself...but if she asked Dean to drive her somewhere near the party, and then ask him to leave or something, she could walk herself there...but that would be...
Ugh! She thought. So many obstacles. What was she hiding really? It was just a party, anyway! Dean wouldn't mind, would he? She picked up the phone and dialed his familiar number. "Hello?" his sister had answered. "Hi, can I speak to Dean?" Rory asked. There was a pause as Dean came on the phone. "Rory! I was just going to call you..."
"Right. Dean, I need you to do me a big favor..."
"What is it?"
"Can you drive me somewhere? I am going to a party this afternoon, and the car's a wreck."
"A party?"
"Yeah."
"Well,who's party is it?"
"Just a girl from school. All I need you is to drive me there, and you can leave." How rude! Rory thought to herself. How could she say that to him?
"Why can't I go with you?"
"Because..."
"Because why?" his voice seemed to hold a tinge of anger now.
"Its a study meeting. We have food, but all we do is study." Lied Rory. She seemed to be lying a lot these days. What was happening to her?
"Oh. But then, its alright right? Because its just studying right? I just want to spend time with you." he answered. Rory felt guilt run through her veins.
"Yeah, but we have this big test when the school year starts again so..."
"Alright." he said. "I'll pick you up now." and hanged up the phone. Rory sighed of relief. What the hell was that! Dean and her mother were so overprotective! It wasn't like she was getting out of jail or anything!
Rory was putting her shirt on and the last touches of her pants when she heard a car honk outside. "Coming!" she yelled, going downstairs, and opening the door. Her mother's footsteps followed her. "Its just my ride." Rory assured her mother. Her mother squinted at the driver and said, "Dean? Why didn't you tell me it was Dean's party?"
"It isn't. He's just coming along, thats all." said Rory. Lorelai looked at her, as if searching for something. "Go ahead then." she said. Rory felt panic go out into the air as she went inside Dean's car. "Bye!" her mother called. "I'll take care of her!" called Dean. As they drove, Rory looked down at her knees.
Dean made bits of conversation, but Rory tuned him out. "Rory! Are you okay?" Dean called to her. Rory opened her eyes. "Just dozed off there." she said. Dean grinned and said, "Well, we're here."
Rory looked out the window and saw a black painted little house with a faint of music coming through the windows, and the lights were all lit. "Doesn't look like studying to me." said Dean, looking at Rory. "Don't worry." was all Rory said before she got out of the car. "Let me follow you in case anything happens." he said, grabbing her arm. Rory shooed it off gently and said, "Don't, its fine."
Dean looked at her with a surprised expression. "Alright. I'll wait for you outside in my car then." he said. Rory nodded and she went knocked on the door. Panic rised again, and her throat was dry. She saw Dean watching her. A guy with a jade green shirt and a bottle of coke in his hands answered the door. Before Rory could explain or give Dean a -I dont Know- look, he pulled her in and closed the door. Rory was just about to worry when she saw people dancing. "I got an invitation, but who was it from?" Rory asked aloud.
The guy shrugged. "Its my party, but my friend handles who to invite."
Rory bit her lip. Oh my lord. "And whos your friend?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer. "That guy, over there." he said, pointing to another guy who was sitting next to a guy and a girl and talking softly. It took only a minute to realize who it was.
It was Jess.
Disclaimer: I am addicted to writing these. No, I do not own it.
Summary: Gilmore Girls gone sentimental. I think I've got their characters down at last. Set after Season Two. Rory is trying to avoid Jess, but its really hard, especially since Rory has been invited to a party by an annonymous mailer, in which she will get the surprise of her life.
Part Three: That Girl
Shuffling through her clothes left no treat, whatsoever. Endless hours. And tomorrow she had to get up early for a flight at six o'clock. But today, she would go to a party, and she felt panic go through her. What if the person who invited her was a rapist? A killer? A kidnapper? Cautiously, she had not mentioned the invitation to her mother, though she should have. After all, maybe then her mother could act as a spy for her, dressed up like a flimsy teenager. She'd make a good actress at that.
But no, Rory felt as if she felt it was something she needed to do by herself. Walk around, stop by a party, just go out once and do something new, not think of Jess, Dean or Lane's homecoming, but just her for once. Herself, not her mother, even though she was almost a carbon copy of her mother. She needed to be simply Rory. Not Rory and Dean, Not Tristan Likes Rory, Not Rory And Lorelai, Not Rory Kissed Jess, just Rory.
Finally, she got tired of looking. What was the big deal anyway? But it was. Just going out there, being herself without anybody with her to her was a big risk. So she moved on to her mother's room, looking through her clothes, trying not to mess anything up.
"Sweetie?" a voice called. Rory turned around, her mother's pink tank top in her hands. "What are you doing?" asked her Mom, flopping on her bed. "I- was just borrowing some clothes. Is that all right?" Rory asked, her heart aching with panic. Lorelai gave her a weird look. "Well, duh of course its all right! I am not Emily Gilmore." she said. Rory forced a smile as she went back to her mom's clothes slowly.
"Where you going?" Lorelai asked.
"Just a party." Rory answered.
"Who's party?"
"What's with this overprotective thing?"
"Nothing...nothing! I am not being overprotective, I just want to know..."
"A girl from my school." Lied Rory. Oh God, you must stop lying like this, to your own mother, too! thought Rory to herself.
"Oh really? Who's?" coaxed Lorelai.
"Look, just a girl named ..." Think of a name! Think of a name!
"Jennie." Rory's mouth found itself saying. Lorelai raised her eyebrows. "Jennie? Reallly?" she said. Rory nodded, and quickly told herself to chose something and get out before she blurted out the truth. She found a white T- shirt that was very short for her, but had black bubble letters that said, That Grrl. She went out of the room, fast.
****
She looked in the mirror. Only thirty minutes before she head out. Then suddenly, a thought occurred to her. Who would she call? She needed a way to drive there, of course! Her car was lowjacked. Dean had come home from his grandparents...but no! This was supposed to be a no-guilt trip, just some time to herself...but if she asked Dean to drive her somewhere near the party, and then ask him to leave or something, she could walk herself there...but that would be...
Ugh! She thought. So many obstacles. What was she hiding really? It was just a party, anyway! Dean wouldn't mind, would he? She picked up the phone and dialed his familiar number. "Hello?" his sister had answered. "Hi, can I speak to Dean?" Rory asked. There was a pause as Dean came on the phone. "Rory! I was just going to call you..."
"Right. Dean, I need you to do me a big favor..."
"What is it?"
"Can you drive me somewhere? I am going to a party this afternoon, and the car's a wreck."
"A party?"
"Yeah."
"Well,who's party is it?"
"Just a girl from school. All I need you is to drive me there, and you can leave." How rude! Rory thought to herself. How could she say that to him?
"Why can't I go with you?"
"Because..."
"Because why?" his voice seemed to hold a tinge of anger now.
"Its a study meeting. We have food, but all we do is study." Lied Rory. She seemed to be lying a lot these days. What was happening to her?
"Oh. But then, its alright right? Because its just studying right? I just want to spend time with you." he answered. Rory felt guilt run through her veins.
"Yeah, but we have this big test when the school year starts again so..."
"Alright." he said. "I'll pick you up now." and hanged up the phone. Rory sighed of relief. What the hell was that! Dean and her mother were so overprotective! It wasn't like she was getting out of jail or anything!
Rory was putting her shirt on and the last touches of her pants when she heard a car honk outside. "Coming!" she yelled, going downstairs, and opening the door. Her mother's footsteps followed her. "Its just my ride." Rory assured her mother. Her mother squinted at the driver and said, "Dean? Why didn't you tell me it was Dean's party?"
"It isn't. He's just coming along, thats all." said Rory. Lorelai looked at her, as if searching for something. "Go ahead then." she said. Rory felt panic go out into the air as she went inside Dean's car. "Bye!" her mother called. "I'll take care of her!" called Dean. As they drove, Rory looked down at her knees.
Dean made bits of conversation, but Rory tuned him out. "Rory! Are you okay?" Dean called to her. Rory opened her eyes. "Just dozed off there." she said. Dean grinned and said, "Well, we're here."
Rory looked out the window and saw a black painted little house with a faint of music coming through the windows, and the lights were all lit. "Doesn't look like studying to me." said Dean, looking at Rory. "Don't worry." was all Rory said before she got out of the car. "Let me follow you in case anything happens." he said, grabbing her arm. Rory shooed it off gently and said, "Don't, its fine."
Dean looked at her with a surprised expression. "Alright. I'll wait for you outside in my car then." he said. Rory nodded and she went knocked on the door. Panic rised again, and her throat was dry. She saw Dean watching her. A guy with a jade green shirt and a bottle of coke in his hands answered the door. Before Rory could explain or give Dean a -I dont Know- look, he pulled her in and closed the door. Rory was just about to worry when she saw people dancing. "I got an invitation, but who was it from?" Rory asked aloud.
The guy shrugged. "Its my party, but my friend handles who to invite."
Rory bit her lip. Oh my lord. "And whos your friend?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer. "That guy, over there." he said, pointing to another guy who was sitting next to a guy and a girl and talking softly. It took only a minute to realize who it was.
It was Jess.