AN: And the revolution of the Jory fans begin!!!!!! Major props to all you JORY writers you guys rock!!!!!!!! I haven't read any terrible JORY stories yet which is awesome. Thanks for the reviews.

The next afternoon Rory cleaned the entire house since her mom wouldn't get off her butt. Well not really the entire house just her room and the kitchen and the family room. She sharpened her pencils and set up her books grabbing an extra chair from the kitchen. She finally took a second to breathe and sat down reading noticing that they're was still an hour until he was going to show up.

At three thirty he grabbed all of his books and splashed some water on his face. Satisfied that he looked neat enough to be noticeable yet messy enough to look like he wasn't making an effort (even though he was) He headed out the diner yelling some studying excuse at Luke on the way out. He walked to her house realizing that he was twenty minutes early. He shrugged and knocked on the door.

"You're early," she commented blinking at him.

"I had nothing to do."

"For some reason I find that really easy to believe."

"Where's your Mom?"

"She's at the inn, some big function or something." He nodded and followed her down the hall to her room and sat down. "Did you bring your stuff?" She asked. He plopped his notes down on her desk. Over the next two hours she patiently walked him through all the steps of calculus problems, showing him her notes and giving him new ideas on how to work out the problem. By the end of the afternoon he had begun to understand the material? "When's your next big test?" She asked.

"A week this Monday."

"We should go over this stuff again before then. Same time next weekend?"

"Aren't you going to that wedding?" He asked.

"Oh yeah, I completely forgot about that. Are you going?"

"My name's on the invitation."

"You have to come, it'll be completely boring without you."

"Yeah, I bet." He picked up his books and walked out into the kitchen.

"You know," she said nervously picking at her fingernails. "I was going to order a pizza and watch a movie, interested?"

"Only if we get pepperoni." She smiled as he set his books down again.

"Go put the movie in and I'll order."

A few minutes later she plopped down on the couch next to him as the credits began to role. He turned to face her. "I really appreciate this," he said as she turned her head to face him. They were only inches apart.

"Anytime," she whispered as he began to close the distance between them. She tilted her chin slightly upwards. Suddenly, they heard a banging on the door. They sprang apart. "That can't be the pizza," she commented as she glanced out the window. It was Dean. "Shoot." She grabbed Jess by the arm and flipped off the TV dragging him down that hall towards his room. "Stay," she ordered closing the door. She hurried back down to the front door and flung it open. "Hi."

"Hey," he said greeting her with a quick kiss. "What are you doing?"

"Studying, I've got this humongo test on Monday, it's worth a lot of marks."

"So I guess you aren't up for a movie or anything?"

"I can't I'm really sorry but I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah," he said smiling and wandering off down her block. She sighed and closed the door leaning against it. She'd just turned Dean down for Jess.