Rory's Entry October 5th
Dear Diary,
I can't believe I just did that. I can't contain myself. For one thing, I liked it. On the other hand, what was I going to tell Dean? You know what I am going to tell Dean? Nothing!
It all started when I arrived at the bookstore promptly at 4:30. Jess was sitting on a bench with his ears occupied with headphones. We went into the bookstore, and of course I was on my knees searching through for my favorite author. I had already begun developing a mountain of books organized into 2 piles: possible selection, and books I don't want. We were there about an hour; both of us happy and content. This was a thing I couldn't do with dean. He did not have the deep passion for books that Jesse and I shared. I purchased a book, The Clock Strikes Midnight, and Jesse and I headed toward the Stars Hollow Creek.
We sat down on the edge of a log with are feet dangling in the air. Our feet dipped into the cold water.
"So what book you got there?" Jess inquired. I gave him the book for him to observe. He skimmed the pages and read the back summary.
"Sounds like a good book. Mysteries are always fast paced and plotted well." Jesse handed back the book. "I got you a book, too." He dug through a bag that read, Stars Hollow Bookstore (real original name), and pulled out a book and laid it in my hands. "Its called 'Bliss.' It's about a girl who has this boyfriend. He is practically and nice, nothing new. They have a solid safe relationship…"
I interrupted him, " What do you mean by safe?"
"Rory, to have a relationship you must take risks. Some relationships are not going to work and when the person knows that that relationship is safe. The person knows they don't really like him and it's not going to last, so you don't have to make a real commitment."
"Keep going…" I motioned.
"Then she meets this other guy, and he is the dangerous "never go out with that bad boy type" and they end up falling in love. The thing is she is the goody-two-shoes and his is the bad-boy. But I don't want to give it away."
"Jess," I stared at him with my deep blue eyes.
"Ya, Rory?" He combed his hand through his dark, black hair. He had his large trademark smirk on his face; he knew he was getting to me.
"I want the bad-boy." I leaned over and kissed him. I shouldn't have done it, but I did. After that, I just wanted to see Jess more and more.
Dear Diary,
I can't believe I just did that. I can't contain myself. For one thing, I liked it. On the other hand, what was I going to tell Dean? You know what I am going to tell Dean? Nothing!
It all started when I arrived at the bookstore promptly at 4:30. Jess was sitting on a bench with his ears occupied with headphones. We went into the bookstore, and of course I was on my knees searching through for my favorite author. I had already begun developing a mountain of books organized into 2 piles: possible selection, and books I don't want. We were there about an hour; both of us happy and content. This was a thing I couldn't do with dean. He did not have the deep passion for books that Jesse and I shared. I purchased a book, The Clock Strikes Midnight, and Jesse and I headed toward the Stars Hollow Creek.
We sat down on the edge of a log with are feet dangling in the air. Our feet dipped into the cold water.
"So what book you got there?" Jess inquired. I gave him the book for him to observe. He skimmed the pages and read the back summary.
"Sounds like a good book. Mysteries are always fast paced and plotted well." Jesse handed back the book. "I got you a book, too." He dug through a bag that read, Stars Hollow Bookstore (real original name), and pulled out a book and laid it in my hands. "Its called 'Bliss.' It's about a girl who has this boyfriend. He is practically and nice, nothing new. They have a solid safe relationship…"
I interrupted him, " What do you mean by safe?"
"Rory, to have a relationship you must take risks. Some relationships are not going to work and when the person knows that that relationship is safe. The person knows they don't really like him and it's not going to last, so you don't have to make a real commitment."
"Keep going…" I motioned.
"Then she meets this other guy, and he is the dangerous "never go out with that bad boy type" and they end up falling in love. The thing is she is the goody-two-shoes and his is the bad-boy. But I don't want to give it away."
"Jess," I stared at him with my deep blue eyes.
"Ya, Rory?" He combed his hand through his dark, black hair. He had his large trademark smirk on his face; he knew he was getting to me.
"I want the bad-boy." I leaned over and kissed him. I shouldn't have done it, but I did. After that, I just wanted to see Jess more and more.