Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own anything, at least not anything having
to do with the Gilmore Girls.
Chapter 2
4 a.m., Rory read off her clock. She had been watching the minutes pass for hours. How could she have been so stupid? How!? She felt like banging her head against a wall until she couldn't feel pain, until she was just numb all over.
How could she ruin everything? It was one of the most important nights of her mother's life, and she, her own daughter, ruined it. She broke her perfect school record by skipping class. And to top everything off, she had to sit next to a hobo spitting into a cup because he couldn't control his salivary glands…for six hours. Six hopeless…disgusting hours. And all for what? All for a boy. A boy who her mother didn't approve of. Her mother, her best friend, despised him. Her boyfriend, who she loved, she reminded herself, hated him. She went against the ones she loved for him…Jess…she missed him already. No, this was no good, Jess was not the right one for her, Dean was. Dean…he loved her, she loved him. She quietly sobbed herself to sleep.
* * * * *
Three hours later, Lorelai popped her head into her daughter's room.
"Rory, sweetie, time to get up!"
"Mmm" Rory rolled over sleepily. "I can't go to school…not today."
"Aw, come on hon, it's time for another day full of calculus, Shakespeare and physics."
"Ugh…Don't care about physics." Came a mumble from under the covers.
"What? Alert the police for a missing person. My daughter had been abducted and replaced with a lifeless lump that doesn't care about physics." Lorelai looked at her daughter, feeling her heart break. "Come on, I made coffee. If you get out of bed you can have some coffee." Lorelai taunted.
Suddenly Rory's head flew up.
"You made coffee? Why can't we just go back to Luke's?"
"How dare you insult my coffee! We are women of the new millennium, we are strong and self-sufficient. I can make as good of coffee as any man. Besides, this way I can feed my addiction without being accused of suicide."
* * * * *
Some how Rory got up and dressed. Her eyes swollen and face puffy from hours of crying.
As soon as Rory got to Chilton, Louise and Madeline appeared beside her.
"You look terrible." Madeline commented.
"Thanks."
"You're all blotchy…ugh." Louise added as she pulled out a compact.
Paris walked up to them.
"Leave her alone you guys, Come on, Rory."
Rory followed Paris gratefully.
"Thanks, Par—"
"So, what's wrong with you and Prince Charming?" Paris cut in.
Two bad days in a row…already, Rory thought. If she could just go back 24 hours, everything would be fine. No New York, No Jess, No ruining her life. Oh, if only.
* * * * *
While, Rory's body sat in English, her mind drifted away…to last night. She could still hear her mom's voice, "You're falling for Jess." And she could hear her angry, desperate reply that she would always love Dean. So, why did she feel so confused? There was nothing confusing about Dean. Dean was stable, loyal, but she couldn't hold back her last thought as she drifted back to English. He was boring. Dean was boring, something Jess was definitely not.
Chapter 2
4 a.m., Rory read off her clock. She had been watching the minutes pass for hours. How could she have been so stupid? How!? She felt like banging her head against a wall until she couldn't feel pain, until she was just numb all over.
How could she ruin everything? It was one of the most important nights of her mother's life, and she, her own daughter, ruined it. She broke her perfect school record by skipping class. And to top everything off, she had to sit next to a hobo spitting into a cup because he couldn't control his salivary glands…for six hours. Six hopeless…disgusting hours. And all for what? All for a boy. A boy who her mother didn't approve of. Her mother, her best friend, despised him. Her boyfriend, who she loved, she reminded herself, hated him. She went against the ones she loved for him…Jess…she missed him already. No, this was no good, Jess was not the right one for her, Dean was. Dean…he loved her, she loved him. She quietly sobbed herself to sleep.
* * * * *
Three hours later, Lorelai popped her head into her daughter's room.
"Rory, sweetie, time to get up!"
"Mmm" Rory rolled over sleepily. "I can't go to school…not today."
"Aw, come on hon, it's time for another day full of calculus, Shakespeare and physics."
"Ugh…Don't care about physics." Came a mumble from under the covers.
"What? Alert the police for a missing person. My daughter had been abducted and replaced with a lifeless lump that doesn't care about physics." Lorelai looked at her daughter, feeling her heart break. "Come on, I made coffee. If you get out of bed you can have some coffee." Lorelai taunted.
Suddenly Rory's head flew up.
"You made coffee? Why can't we just go back to Luke's?"
"How dare you insult my coffee! We are women of the new millennium, we are strong and self-sufficient. I can make as good of coffee as any man. Besides, this way I can feed my addiction without being accused of suicide."
* * * * *
Some how Rory got up and dressed. Her eyes swollen and face puffy from hours of crying.
As soon as Rory got to Chilton, Louise and Madeline appeared beside her.
"You look terrible." Madeline commented.
"Thanks."
"You're all blotchy…ugh." Louise added as she pulled out a compact.
Paris walked up to them.
"Leave her alone you guys, Come on, Rory."
Rory followed Paris gratefully.
"Thanks, Par—"
"So, what's wrong with you and Prince Charming?" Paris cut in.
Two bad days in a row…already, Rory thought. If she could just go back 24 hours, everything would be fine. No New York, No Jess, No ruining her life. Oh, if only.
* * * * *
While, Rory's body sat in English, her mind drifted away…to last night. She could still hear her mom's voice, "You're falling for Jess." And she could hear her angry, desperate reply that she would always love Dean. So, why did she feel so confused? There was nothing confusing about Dean. Dean was stable, loyal, but she couldn't hold back her last thought as she drifted back to English. He was boring. Dean was boring, something Jess was definitely not.