Full Circle
AN: Sunday was my birthday, and I'm a big girl now. Hah, if only I acted my age! But I got a brand new gorgeous laptop because my old one has been dying forever. So I'm very excited, especially since it has a photo application, which I've never had before, so I've been having fun making Milo banners. And I have a much intensified love for Adam Brody, so I've made a few Adam/ Dave Rygalski banners as well! Hehe. Okay, I'm done babbling now.
Thank you to all of you who have reviewed my first few chapters, you make me so happy! I hope you all enjoy this!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Gilmore Girls. I do own those who don't appear on the show. The plot is entirely my own!
Rating: So far still PG-13, but there is some offensive language. You have been warned!
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Ch4- Extra-Sensory Perception
Once she had slammed her bedroom door and sunk down to the floor on the other side, Rory allowed herself to feel a little guilty about what she had done. She had only meant to rattle his bones a little, give him a rough time. She never meant to yell at him, hell, she hardly knew him and he was in an entirely new place. She almost, ALMOST, went back out to apologize. But she didn't, instead she just crawled back into her bed and curled up under the covers.
By the time she woke up again, it was nearly ten o'clock, well after she knew Jim and Angie would have left for work. She got up and grabbed her clothes and towel and walked out the door to the bathroom without stopping to think about the new boy until she was already in the hallway. His door was open, and he was sitting propped up against the bed, facing the door, with a thick novel in his hands. His eyes found hers for a moment, and she was caught off guard with all of her walls down. He could read her feelings and emotions for that one short second before she looked away. By the time that she looked back , her face was set as stone and her eyes were cold. He didn't let that discourage him, however, and he decided to speak anyway.
"I still think that this woman is crazy." Rory remained emotionless, but Jess could have sworn he saw a flicker of amusement in her eyes. She took one step inside his bedroom door, not daring to enter any further into enemy territory. One more glance at his book told her immediately that he was reading 'The Fountainhead', and based on the well-worn condition of the cover and the inside pages, it was her copy. She could have laughed, but decided against it for the moment. "You stole my book!" she cried.
"I just wanted to put some notes in the margins for you," he retorted. That comment didn't faze Rory in the least, instead she seemed preoccupied by another thought. "How'd you get it out of my room?" She seemed a little concerned, but tried her hardest not to let it show, pretending to be little more than interested in his criminal strategy. "Magic," was his only answer.
"God, Jess, I've barely known you for one day and already you're fishing around in my room. While I'm in there, asleep, no less! Jesus," she muttered as though she were trying to work it all out in her own head. He was unconcerned with her anger or her accusations. In fact, he seemed almost amused. "Hey, you were fully clothed in there," he provided, somewhat sarcastically, as justification.
"What are you, psychic now?" she was practically screaming now, seething with fury. He stood calmly a few feet away from her now, and allowed a few moments pause to clear the air before responding. "I prefer to call it extra-sensory perception, thank you very much." He seemed pretty pleased with his answer, but Rory only got more red in the face. After a few moments of silence, Jess having decided that anything he said would be wrong, Rory spoke again, much more collected now. "Listen, I don't really mind if you borrow my books. Please, please, just ask me instead of taking them for yourself."
Jess wasn't sure how to respond to that, but he figured that she was fishing for an apology, and for his own sanity, he decided to give one. "Look, I'm sorry that I upset you but borrowing your books. I just wanted to give good old Ayn another shot, since you obviously like her so much. I thought maybe it would put us on better footing." Rory's expression softened a little, but Jess could see that she wasn't exactly touched by his apology, but that new look on her face was one of pity. He instantly scolded himself for sounding so desperate and naïve, quickly thrusting the book into Rory's hands and turning to walk past her out the door.
Rory stood there for a moment, feeling sorry for Jess, who was obviously hurting so much in his new environment. To those who knew her, this would seem strange, because she rarely showed compassion towards anyone, but she knew what it was like to be the new kid in a brand new place, and feel so lonely and so much of an outcast. Before she even knew what she was doing, she was walking towards the living room window that led to the fire escape.
She was not surprised to find him standing there. He was fishing through his pockets for some unknown treasure, which after a minute of observance, Rory realized was a lighter for the cigarette which was, for the moment, forgotten in his left hand. He found it, along with a pack of gum, two movie ticket stubs, about three pounds of loose change, and a condom (still in its package). She still stood silently behind him, not yet willing to express her presence to him. He lifted the cigarette to his lips slowly, and inhaled deep as he held the flame to the end. She made a small noise, and Jess turned around quickly, startled, with his cigarette still dangling from his lips.
"Can I have a drag of that?" she asked, as she stepped out of the window and walked directly up to him. Their faces were barely inches apart as she removed the cigarette from his mouth. She broke eye contact as she spun the deadly cylinder between her thumb and forefinger, before bringing it to her own lips and breathing in the smoke, savoring the bitter taste it left in her mouth. She looked out over the railing at the skyline, the edges of her mouth tugging up slightly to form a small, twisted smile. Then she handed the cigarette back to him before leaning in to whisper "Thanks," in his ear and giving him a short, sweet kiss on the cheek.
She turned around to head back into the apartment when Jess reached out and took hold of her wrist, spinning her back around to face him again. He leaned in and kissed her passionately, and before either one knew what was happening, Rory had pushed him up against the brick wall of the building. They stumbled, trying not to break the kiss, towards the window, and managed to tumble back through the small opening. Rory landed on top of Jess, and, straddling him, finally broke the kiss for a moment to pull his shirt over his head. Just as Jess had pulled Rory's tank top off and was working on the clasp of her bra, they heard the click of a key in the lock and scrambled to fix their clothing and look presentable by the time the unwanted intruder made their way to the living room.
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AN: Sorry for all the mix of emotions, it just seemed to make sense in my strange state of mind. Also, I apologize for the way this chapter seemed to progress, probably much to fast for the real Jess and Rory. I wouldn't get your panties into a bunch about this, just be glad that I included this scene at all! You'll understand why in the next chapter or so. By the way, I have a good idea of where the next few chapters are going, and where I want the story to ultimately end up, by I'm having a little trouble with the execution. I would really appreciate reviews telling me what you did and did not like about this chapter, or any of the chapters, it really helps me out! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it, and please review!
AN: Sunday was my birthday, and I'm a big girl now. Hah, if only I acted my age! But I got a brand new gorgeous laptop because my old one has been dying forever. So I'm very excited, especially since it has a photo application, which I've never had before, so I've been having fun making Milo banners. And I have a much intensified love for Adam Brody, so I've made a few Adam/ Dave Rygalski banners as well! Hehe. Okay, I'm done babbling now.
Thank you to all of you who have reviewed my first few chapters, you make me so happy! I hope you all enjoy this!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Gilmore Girls. I do own those who don't appear on the show. The plot is entirely my own!
Rating: So far still PG-13, but there is some offensive language. You have been warned!
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Ch4- Extra-Sensory Perception
Once she had slammed her bedroom door and sunk down to the floor on the other side, Rory allowed herself to feel a little guilty about what she had done. She had only meant to rattle his bones a little, give him a rough time. She never meant to yell at him, hell, she hardly knew him and he was in an entirely new place. She almost, ALMOST, went back out to apologize. But she didn't, instead she just crawled back into her bed and curled up under the covers.
By the time she woke up again, it was nearly ten o'clock, well after she knew Jim and Angie would have left for work. She got up and grabbed her clothes and towel and walked out the door to the bathroom without stopping to think about the new boy until she was already in the hallway. His door was open, and he was sitting propped up against the bed, facing the door, with a thick novel in his hands. His eyes found hers for a moment, and she was caught off guard with all of her walls down. He could read her feelings and emotions for that one short second before she looked away. By the time that she looked back , her face was set as stone and her eyes were cold. He didn't let that discourage him, however, and he decided to speak anyway.
"I still think that this woman is crazy." Rory remained emotionless, but Jess could have sworn he saw a flicker of amusement in her eyes. She took one step inside his bedroom door, not daring to enter any further into enemy territory. One more glance at his book told her immediately that he was reading 'The Fountainhead', and based on the well-worn condition of the cover and the inside pages, it was her copy. She could have laughed, but decided against it for the moment. "You stole my book!" she cried.
"I just wanted to put some notes in the margins for you," he retorted. That comment didn't faze Rory in the least, instead she seemed preoccupied by another thought. "How'd you get it out of my room?" She seemed a little concerned, but tried her hardest not to let it show, pretending to be little more than interested in his criminal strategy. "Magic," was his only answer.
"God, Jess, I've barely known you for one day and already you're fishing around in my room. While I'm in there, asleep, no less! Jesus," she muttered as though she were trying to work it all out in her own head. He was unconcerned with her anger or her accusations. In fact, he seemed almost amused. "Hey, you were fully clothed in there," he provided, somewhat sarcastically, as justification.
"What are you, psychic now?" she was practically screaming now, seething with fury. He stood calmly a few feet away from her now, and allowed a few moments pause to clear the air before responding. "I prefer to call it extra-sensory perception, thank you very much." He seemed pretty pleased with his answer, but Rory only got more red in the face. After a few moments of silence, Jess having decided that anything he said would be wrong, Rory spoke again, much more collected now. "Listen, I don't really mind if you borrow my books. Please, please, just ask me instead of taking them for yourself."
Jess wasn't sure how to respond to that, but he figured that she was fishing for an apology, and for his own sanity, he decided to give one. "Look, I'm sorry that I upset you but borrowing your books. I just wanted to give good old Ayn another shot, since you obviously like her so much. I thought maybe it would put us on better footing." Rory's expression softened a little, but Jess could see that she wasn't exactly touched by his apology, but that new look on her face was one of pity. He instantly scolded himself for sounding so desperate and naïve, quickly thrusting the book into Rory's hands and turning to walk past her out the door.
Rory stood there for a moment, feeling sorry for Jess, who was obviously hurting so much in his new environment. To those who knew her, this would seem strange, because she rarely showed compassion towards anyone, but she knew what it was like to be the new kid in a brand new place, and feel so lonely and so much of an outcast. Before she even knew what she was doing, she was walking towards the living room window that led to the fire escape.
She was not surprised to find him standing there. He was fishing through his pockets for some unknown treasure, which after a minute of observance, Rory realized was a lighter for the cigarette which was, for the moment, forgotten in his left hand. He found it, along with a pack of gum, two movie ticket stubs, about three pounds of loose change, and a condom (still in its package). She still stood silently behind him, not yet willing to express her presence to him. He lifted the cigarette to his lips slowly, and inhaled deep as he held the flame to the end. She made a small noise, and Jess turned around quickly, startled, with his cigarette still dangling from his lips.
"Can I have a drag of that?" she asked, as she stepped out of the window and walked directly up to him. Their faces were barely inches apart as she removed the cigarette from his mouth. She broke eye contact as she spun the deadly cylinder between her thumb and forefinger, before bringing it to her own lips and breathing in the smoke, savoring the bitter taste it left in her mouth. She looked out over the railing at the skyline, the edges of her mouth tugging up slightly to form a small, twisted smile. Then she handed the cigarette back to him before leaning in to whisper "Thanks," in his ear and giving him a short, sweet kiss on the cheek.
She turned around to head back into the apartment when Jess reached out and took hold of her wrist, spinning her back around to face him again. He leaned in and kissed her passionately, and before either one knew what was happening, Rory had pushed him up against the brick wall of the building. They stumbled, trying not to break the kiss, towards the window, and managed to tumble back through the small opening. Rory landed on top of Jess, and, straddling him, finally broke the kiss for a moment to pull his shirt over his head. Just as Jess had pulled Rory's tank top off and was working on the clasp of her bra, they heard the click of a key in the lock and scrambled to fix their clothing and look presentable by the time the unwanted intruder made their way to the living room.
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AN: Sorry for all the mix of emotions, it just seemed to make sense in my strange state of mind. Also, I apologize for the way this chapter seemed to progress, probably much to fast for the real Jess and Rory. I wouldn't get your panties into a bunch about this, just be glad that I included this scene at all! You'll understand why in the next chapter or so. By the way, I have a good idea of where the next few chapters are going, and where I want the story to ultimately end up, by I'm having a little trouble with the execution. I would really appreciate reviews telling me what you did and did not like about this chapter, or any of the chapters, it really helps me out! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it, and please review!