A/N: I got my reviews so now here's your fifth chapter! Enjoy!
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"Excuse me, what did you call me?" Joan asked.
"Um. . ." Lorelai started.
"You should have enough memory to remember someone's name. It must have been all those drugs you were using when you were younger that fried your brain."
"Hey! You have no right to accuse me of that."
"Why? Because you know I'm right?"
"Ok, I have never, ever used drugs in my life, well, of course I've taken the legal ones that have been prescribed for me, but never illegal ones, that must have been you, you old hippie."
Joan, Nicole, and Victor gasped. "How dare you! You have no right to criticize me; I'm older and wiser than you. You can't speak that way to me."
Lorelai rolled her eyes. "Well, you can't speak like that to me, either."
"You started it."
"Oh my god, you are really immature. That whole 'you started it' 'no you started it' stuff is old."
"Mother, you criticized her first," Nicole said.
"Nicole Andrea! Why are you siding with the slut?"
"Because, she's a good person, and so is her daughter. Did you know that her daughter was accepted to Harvard, Princeton, and Yale?"
Joan stared at Nicole. "You must be joking."
"No, I'm not. Rory is a very smart girl, and I think her mother did a great job raising her."
"Thanks, Nicole." Lorelai's phone started ringing.
"Out," Luke said.
Lorelai looked at her cell, then at Luke. "But Luke, it's Rory."
"Take it outside."
She pouted and started walking towards the door. "Hello?" She stopped walking. "What?" She paused. "Say that again." She gasped. "Oh my god." She looked out the window and screamed. She ran out of the diner.
"What an odd woman," Joan said. "She really needs to be committed."
"Mom."
"Nicole, that lady is crazy."
"So are you, Mom."
"Victor, do you hear how your daughter is talking to me?"
"Nicole, be nicer to your mother. And Joan, shut up," he said in a bored manner.
"Victor!"
Nicole smiled at her dad. A minute later Lorelai walked in with an extra attachment.
"No way!" Lorelai said.
"Way, Mom, way."
She smiled and hugged Rory. "Oh, I'm so glad to have you back, kiddo!"
She hugged her back. "Glad I was missed. Hey Luke."
"Hey Rory, welcome home."
She smiled at him. "Thanks."
"Rory, these are Nicole's parents Joan and Victor."
Rory smiled and lightly waved at them. "Hi. It's nice to meet you."
Joan smiled weakly. "Yes, thank you."
"It's very nice to meet you, Rory," Victor said while standing up and extending his hand. She shook it. "Oh my, you have a very good grasp."
"You have to in this crazy world," Rory joked.
He smiled at her. "Yes, indeed. So, Rory, we heard that you were accepted into the top three schools in the country. Which one are you attending?"
"Yale. It's closer to home and my friend from Chilton goes there, too."
"You went to Chilton Preparatory School?"
"Yep."
"That's amazing. How, may I ask, did you afford it?"
"Well, my grandmother and grandfather paid for tuition, and we paid them back by having Friday night dinners with them every week."
"Why, that sounds like that was a very good idea."
Lorelai scoffed. "Sorry, I just never liked my parents."
Rory rolled her eyes. "They never really approved of her after she left their house."
"No sweets, they never approved of me, I was too much of a rebel."
"Right, well they decided to do the dinner thing in order to have a closer relationship with the both of us."
"Very smart," Victor said.
"Yeah. I always got along with them, it was her that had the problem."
"Hey, Emily and Richard are the worst people to try to get along with," Lorelai said.
"Oh, Mom."
"Hey pumpkin, we have our movies to watch."
"Oh yeah. It was very nice to meet you, and I hope to see you again."
Victor smiled and shook her hand again. "I hope so, too."
"Ok, bye everybody," Lorelai said with Rory in tow.
They all waved goodbye except Joan, who still wasn't impressed by the Gilmore's.
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The next morning Lorelai walked inside the empty, yet busy, Dragonfly Inn. She smiled at the people who were carrying carpets and getting measurements. She went behind the front desk and put her purse underneath the desk. She stood up and heard the phone ring.
"Hello, Dragonfly Inn. We will be opening in two months and are now accepting reservations. This is Lorelai and how may I help you?" she said into the phone.
"Hi Lorelai, this is Luke Daniels."
"Oh hi! How are you?"
"I'm good, how are you?"
"I'm good, I had my five cups of coffee, so I'm happy." He laughed. "So what do I owe the pleasure of your call?"
"I was wondering where you wanted to go tonight."
"Oh, um, I don't care. Maybe dinner and a movie."
"All right. How about dinner at Relon, and we could see Spider-Man 2."
"Sounds good to me."
"Great, I'll pick you up at 7?"
"Sure."
"Good bye."
"Bye." She hung up the phone and walked into the kitchen.
"Sookie!" Lorelai called when she entered the kitchen.
"Storage Room!"
She walked over to the back of the room and saw Sookie putting bags of flour on the shelf. "Sook, should you be doing that?"
"Oh, Lorelai. They're not that heavy."
"Well, just be careful."
"I will. So, did you want coffee? I'm sorry I didn't make it yet, I came in late because of morning sickness then I almost tripped on the bags of flour so I had to put them up."
"Sookie, honey, it's ok. I just wanted to talk to you."
Sookie pushed a piece of hair behind her ear. "Ok, go ahead then."
"Well, what color did you want the rooms to be painted? I was just about to go out and get the paint, so all suggestions are appreciated."
She thought for a moment. "How about a light green?"
"Oh, you mean that warm, light green we saw last week?"
"Yeah, that was pretty and cozy."
"All right, I'll got look for it."
"Oh, Lorelai, who's gonna help you paint the rooms?"
"Um, Rory or Luke, I guess."
"Which Luke?"
"My friend, Luke."
"Ok, so not hot boy Luke?"
Lorelai laughed. "No, he works in Boston a lot so, it would be hard to have his help. He might charge me as well."
"Oh, too bad. I could just melt in his big green eyes."
Lorelai rolled her eyes. "Sook, think of Jackson's eyes."
"Oh, fine."
She smiled. "Bye."
"Bye sweetie."
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"Rory!" Lorelai called her room that night.
"What?" Rory called back from downstairs.
"I don't know what to wear!"
She sighed and marched up the stairs. She walked into her mother's room and looked at the mess.
"It looked like a tornado hit up here!"
"I know! So, should I wear my 'ooh, look how slutty I am' shirt, or my 'I'm so cute, yet very sexy' shirt or my 'hey, I look to young to be a mom, so now I'm a hot mamma' shirt?" She asked while holding up each shirt.
"Um, I'd go for the hot mamma one."
Lorelai smiled. "Yeah, I was thinking the same thing." She walked into the closet. "Get me jewelry."
"On it."
"So, have you met any cute college boys yet?"
"I guess."
"Really? Tell me."
"How about this?" Rory asked holding up a necklace.
"No."
"Well, I met this guy, he's in my biology class."
"Really, what's his name?" Rory held up another necklace as she walked out of the closet. "No."
"His name's Demitrius."
"Ooh, is he foreign?"
Rory shrugged. "I guess. He has a slight accent, I think it's German."
"What if it was Austrian? Does he have muscles like Aanold?"
She rolled her eyes. "No, nothing like Arnold Schwarzenegger."
Lorelai frowned. "Darn. Ok, so, which ones?"
Lorelai held up two different shoes up. "Um. . . the boots, they go with that skirt."
She scoffed. "Duh, I was just double checking."
Rory rolled her eyes. "Sure."
The doorbell rang and Lorelai gasped. "Oh my god, that's Luke, Ror, go get that please, I have to finish my make up," she said while grabbing a necklace Rory held.
Rory hopped downstairs and opened the door. She looked up at his stone green eyes. His smile was humongous, and he had well-kept blonde hair.
"Hi," she managed to say.
"Hi, I'm Luke. Are you her sister?"
Rory laughed. "Hardly."
"Niece?"
"Nope, she's an only child."
"Well then, you must tell me why you have her sparkling blue eyes."
"I'm. . ."
"She's my. . . daughter," Lorelai cut in.
The smiled dropped from his face. "Your daughter? Exactly how old are you?"
Lorelai laughed. "Last I checked I was 35, but I may have gone on to 36, have I Rory?"
She shook her head. "No, it's not time yet."
Lorelai nodded. "Great. Well, no need to wait up, I'll be home safely."
"You always say that, but you know I still do anyway."
"Yeah. Bye, sweets."
"Bye, have fun."
"Thanks."
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A/N: That barely had JavaJunkie-ness in it. But I have A LOT planned for the nest chapter. Just to let you know, there will be NO Jess in here, sorry, I do think he's hot, but I never thought he was right for Rory. So, anyway, thank you all for the amazing reviews, and I will never stop wanting them, they're like my mojo, so feedback is always appreciated! Au revoir for now!
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"Excuse me, what did you call me?" Joan asked.
"Um. . ." Lorelai started.
"You should have enough memory to remember someone's name. It must have been all those drugs you were using when you were younger that fried your brain."
"Hey! You have no right to accuse me of that."
"Why? Because you know I'm right?"
"Ok, I have never, ever used drugs in my life, well, of course I've taken the legal ones that have been prescribed for me, but never illegal ones, that must have been you, you old hippie."
Joan, Nicole, and Victor gasped. "How dare you! You have no right to criticize me; I'm older and wiser than you. You can't speak that way to me."
Lorelai rolled her eyes. "Well, you can't speak like that to me, either."
"You started it."
"Oh my god, you are really immature. That whole 'you started it' 'no you started it' stuff is old."
"Mother, you criticized her first," Nicole said.
"Nicole Andrea! Why are you siding with the slut?"
"Because, she's a good person, and so is her daughter. Did you know that her daughter was accepted to Harvard, Princeton, and Yale?"
Joan stared at Nicole. "You must be joking."
"No, I'm not. Rory is a very smart girl, and I think her mother did a great job raising her."
"Thanks, Nicole." Lorelai's phone started ringing.
"Out," Luke said.
Lorelai looked at her cell, then at Luke. "But Luke, it's Rory."
"Take it outside."
She pouted and started walking towards the door. "Hello?" She stopped walking. "What?" She paused. "Say that again." She gasped. "Oh my god." She looked out the window and screamed. She ran out of the diner.
"What an odd woman," Joan said. "She really needs to be committed."
"Mom."
"Nicole, that lady is crazy."
"So are you, Mom."
"Victor, do you hear how your daughter is talking to me?"
"Nicole, be nicer to your mother. And Joan, shut up," he said in a bored manner.
"Victor!"
Nicole smiled at her dad. A minute later Lorelai walked in with an extra attachment.
"No way!" Lorelai said.
"Way, Mom, way."
She smiled and hugged Rory. "Oh, I'm so glad to have you back, kiddo!"
She hugged her back. "Glad I was missed. Hey Luke."
"Hey Rory, welcome home."
She smiled at him. "Thanks."
"Rory, these are Nicole's parents Joan and Victor."
Rory smiled and lightly waved at them. "Hi. It's nice to meet you."
Joan smiled weakly. "Yes, thank you."
"It's very nice to meet you, Rory," Victor said while standing up and extending his hand. She shook it. "Oh my, you have a very good grasp."
"You have to in this crazy world," Rory joked.
He smiled at her. "Yes, indeed. So, Rory, we heard that you were accepted into the top three schools in the country. Which one are you attending?"
"Yale. It's closer to home and my friend from Chilton goes there, too."
"You went to Chilton Preparatory School?"
"Yep."
"That's amazing. How, may I ask, did you afford it?"
"Well, my grandmother and grandfather paid for tuition, and we paid them back by having Friday night dinners with them every week."
"Why, that sounds like that was a very good idea."
Lorelai scoffed. "Sorry, I just never liked my parents."
Rory rolled her eyes. "They never really approved of her after she left their house."
"No sweets, they never approved of me, I was too much of a rebel."
"Right, well they decided to do the dinner thing in order to have a closer relationship with the both of us."
"Very smart," Victor said.
"Yeah. I always got along with them, it was her that had the problem."
"Hey, Emily and Richard are the worst people to try to get along with," Lorelai said.
"Oh, Mom."
"Hey pumpkin, we have our movies to watch."
"Oh yeah. It was very nice to meet you, and I hope to see you again."
Victor smiled and shook her hand again. "I hope so, too."
"Ok, bye everybody," Lorelai said with Rory in tow.
They all waved goodbye except Joan, who still wasn't impressed by the Gilmore's.
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The next morning Lorelai walked inside the empty, yet busy, Dragonfly Inn. She smiled at the people who were carrying carpets and getting measurements. She went behind the front desk and put her purse underneath the desk. She stood up and heard the phone ring.
"Hello, Dragonfly Inn. We will be opening in two months and are now accepting reservations. This is Lorelai and how may I help you?" she said into the phone.
"Hi Lorelai, this is Luke Daniels."
"Oh hi! How are you?"
"I'm good, how are you?"
"I'm good, I had my five cups of coffee, so I'm happy." He laughed. "So what do I owe the pleasure of your call?"
"I was wondering where you wanted to go tonight."
"Oh, um, I don't care. Maybe dinner and a movie."
"All right. How about dinner at Relon, and we could see Spider-Man 2."
"Sounds good to me."
"Great, I'll pick you up at 7?"
"Sure."
"Good bye."
"Bye." She hung up the phone and walked into the kitchen.
"Sookie!" Lorelai called when she entered the kitchen.
"Storage Room!"
She walked over to the back of the room and saw Sookie putting bags of flour on the shelf. "Sook, should you be doing that?"
"Oh, Lorelai. They're not that heavy."
"Well, just be careful."
"I will. So, did you want coffee? I'm sorry I didn't make it yet, I came in late because of morning sickness then I almost tripped on the bags of flour so I had to put them up."
"Sookie, honey, it's ok. I just wanted to talk to you."
Sookie pushed a piece of hair behind her ear. "Ok, go ahead then."
"Well, what color did you want the rooms to be painted? I was just about to go out and get the paint, so all suggestions are appreciated."
She thought for a moment. "How about a light green?"
"Oh, you mean that warm, light green we saw last week?"
"Yeah, that was pretty and cozy."
"All right, I'll got look for it."
"Oh, Lorelai, who's gonna help you paint the rooms?"
"Um, Rory or Luke, I guess."
"Which Luke?"
"My friend, Luke."
"Ok, so not hot boy Luke?"
Lorelai laughed. "No, he works in Boston a lot so, it would be hard to have his help. He might charge me as well."
"Oh, too bad. I could just melt in his big green eyes."
Lorelai rolled her eyes. "Sook, think of Jackson's eyes."
"Oh, fine."
She smiled. "Bye."
"Bye sweetie."
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"Rory!" Lorelai called her room that night.
"What?" Rory called back from downstairs.
"I don't know what to wear!"
She sighed and marched up the stairs. She walked into her mother's room and looked at the mess.
"It looked like a tornado hit up here!"
"I know! So, should I wear my 'ooh, look how slutty I am' shirt, or my 'I'm so cute, yet very sexy' shirt or my 'hey, I look to young to be a mom, so now I'm a hot mamma' shirt?" She asked while holding up each shirt.
"Um, I'd go for the hot mamma one."
Lorelai smiled. "Yeah, I was thinking the same thing." She walked into the closet. "Get me jewelry."
"On it."
"So, have you met any cute college boys yet?"
"I guess."
"Really? Tell me."
"How about this?" Rory asked holding up a necklace.
"No."
"Well, I met this guy, he's in my biology class."
"Really, what's his name?" Rory held up another necklace as she walked out of the closet. "No."
"His name's Demitrius."
"Ooh, is he foreign?"
Rory shrugged. "I guess. He has a slight accent, I think it's German."
"What if it was Austrian? Does he have muscles like Aanold?"
She rolled her eyes. "No, nothing like Arnold Schwarzenegger."
Lorelai frowned. "Darn. Ok, so, which ones?"
Lorelai held up two different shoes up. "Um. . . the boots, they go with that skirt."
She scoffed. "Duh, I was just double checking."
Rory rolled her eyes. "Sure."
The doorbell rang and Lorelai gasped. "Oh my god, that's Luke, Ror, go get that please, I have to finish my make up," she said while grabbing a necklace Rory held.
Rory hopped downstairs and opened the door. She looked up at his stone green eyes. His smile was humongous, and he had well-kept blonde hair.
"Hi," she managed to say.
"Hi, I'm Luke. Are you her sister?"
Rory laughed. "Hardly."
"Niece?"
"Nope, she's an only child."
"Well then, you must tell me why you have her sparkling blue eyes."
"I'm. . ."
"She's my. . . daughter," Lorelai cut in.
The smiled dropped from his face. "Your daughter? Exactly how old are you?"
Lorelai laughed. "Last I checked I was 35, but I may have gone on to 36, have I Rory?"
She shook her head. "No, it's not time yet."
Lorelai nodded. "Great. Well, no need to wait up, I'll be home safely."
"You always say that, but you know I still do anyway."
"Yeah. Bye, sweets."
"Bye, have fun."
"Thanks."
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A/N: That barely had JavaJunkie-ness in it. But I have A LOT planned for the nest chapter. Just to let you know, there will be NO Jess in here, sorry, I do think he's hot, but I never thought he was right for Rory. So, anyway, thank you all for the amazing reviews, and I will never stop wanting them, they're like my mojo, so feedback is always appreciated! Au revoir for now!