Title: Chilton, Poems and A Fight
Author: Charmkat
Pairing: R/J & L/L
Disclaimer: I own none of GG, I'm just a huge fan.
Rating: PG, for minimal violence and some sappiness
Author's Note: Thanks again to all those who continue to read my story and give me feedback, you guys are the best. You can email me @ charm_kat84@hotmail.com with any suggestions you might have for future ideas on how what's happening should continue to occur. Or anything else. Thanks again. Please R/R! ( (
"It's a beautiful day Sookie, smiles all around," Lorelai jumped from one curtain to the next. "What're you so happy about?" Sookie asked. "It's spring, the birds are singing, and flowers are blooming. Luke likes me," she said. "You and Luke, it's about time," Sookie exclaimed. "What'd you mean it's about time?" Lorelai asked dumbly. "The man has been in love with you forever, and you just realized it now," Sookie said. "Luke's not in love with me," Lorelai denied. "We're just having a bit of fun." Sookie shook her head disbelieving, "Whatever you say." Making her way back to her domain, the kitchen. "Sookie, what's for lunch today, it smells divine," Lorelai sniffed appreciatively. "It's a surprise, so stay out of my kitchen," Sookie warned jokingly. "Okay, I'll be at the front desk, with Michel," Lorelai said.
"Ah Lorelai, there was a call from a Mrs. Emily Gilmore. I believe she said she was your mother, and you are to call her immediately," Michel said in his thick French accent. Lorelai regarded Michel from the top of his reflecting shiny head, his snazzy suit, down to his Italian leather shoes. "Sure thing, and when did my mother phone" "About an hour ago," Michel wrinkled his nose annoyingly. "What is that god awful smell?" he waved his fingers daintily in front of his face. "It's my new perfume, it's called Miserable, do you not like it?" Lorelai asked him comically. "It is horrible," he pronounced thickly with French accented syllables. "Okay, can you go check Room 126, and see if they got their bottle of complimentary champagne?" Lorelai asked. "Forever a servant running back and forth," Michel remarked on his way out of the room. Just then the phone rang, "Hello Independence Inn, Lorelai speaking, how may I help you?" "Lorelai, it's Emily, now will you please stop whatever you're doing, because I need to talk to you," Emily said assertively. "Yes, what is it?" Lorelai said, while looking at some important documents. "Remember when Rory applied to Chilton just to see if she could get in for the next semester starting in September, well she got in." Emily dropped her huge bomb. Lorelai fell silent, "What'd you mean she got in?" "Well she applied and she got in. She has an appointment there next Monday, to meet the Headmaster and to see if she would want to go there," Emily rambled on happily. "Okay, I'll tell her," Lorelai said and hung up.
Rory walked through the door of her house and went down the hall to her bedroom, where she dropped her backpack and pondered the day and what'd happened. "Rory," she heard her mom calling her. "In my bedroom," Rory called, her eyes searching her bookcase for the latest assigned book, Jane Eyre. "Honey, can you sit down, I need to talk you," Lorelai said. "What is it?" Rory still looking for the copy of Jane Eyre, she moved to get it, only to be stopped by her mother's loud tone. "Sit down," Lorelai said louder. "What is it?" Rory sat, watching her mother for any reaction of any kind. "Emily phoned me today, you got into Chilton," Lorelai got no further. Rory leaped off the bed and started bouncing around excitedly. "I got into Chilton," she chanted excitedly. "Yes, now as my mother was saying on the phone, you have an appointment on Monday to go there and meet the headmaster and see the school, if you want," Lorelai said. "Of course, I want to go. Can I phone Grandma now?" Rory squealed. "Sure go ahead," Lorelai said weakly, holding her head between her hands as Rory bounced out of the room. She could hear Rory on the phone, Lorelai could no longer bear it. Rory was her mother's daughter, not her but her mother's. She grabbed her keys and ran out of the house. She got into her Jeep and took off.
Rory just got off the phone, she was so excited. She went back into the living room, to tell her mom everything. Lorelai was gone, there was no note and the Jeep keys were gone. She walked out of the house and over to Luke's. No sign of her mom. "Hey what's up kiddo?" Luke asked. "Nothing have you seen my mom?" Rory asked. "No, she hasn't been in here for her usual pot of coffee," Luke said. "Is Jess here?" Rory asked. "Yeah, he's in the back," Luke pointed up through the door and up the stairs. Rory walked through and up the stairs, pausing for a second then going through the door. Jess was in the middle of reading a book. "What're you reading?" she asked. He showed her the dog eared cover of a book of poems by Emily Dickinson, "Looking for inspiration?" she asked. "No, just reading, to get a feel," Jess said. "For poetry," Rory assumed. "No for the Romantic Age poets, it's really spell-binding," Jess admitted. "Well I'm not really in a creative mood," Rory hinted, and then told Jess what had happened. After she'd finished, Jess told her to take it easy, her mom would come back. She was probably just feeling a little overwhelmed by the situation at hand.
"Oh well, enough about me, let's get down to business. Who are you going to write about?" Rory asked. "How about this, we write our poems and then share them," Jess suggested. "Sure, well since I can possibly write a poem, I'll talk to you at school about it. Don't we have Law together?" Rory said. "Yeah we do. See you there," Jess smiled. "You should do that more," Rory said quietly. "What make suggestions," Jess said. "No smile," Rory turned around and walked out the door, not looking back. If she had, she'd seen Jess looking at her.
Rory's clock hit 11:00, a vehicle pulled in the driveway. Rory drew back her curtain, the Jeep was home and so was her mom. She ran to the front door and threw it open, hugging Lorelai when she came in. "Don't ever do that again?" "What?" Lorelai said. "Leave without telling me where you're going," Rory said. "Now where did you go?" Rory asked. "To your grandma's to talk about Chilton," Lorelai admitted. "What exactly did you talk about?" Rory asked. "I'll tell you tomorrow, but I'm tired and I have work tomorrow, and you have school, so later okay," Lorelai said, walking past Rory to the stairs. "Did you even have any coffee today?" Rory asked. "No I don't think that I did. See you in the morning," Lorelai said from the top of the stairs.
"Oh by the way, I dumped Dean," Rory yelled up and walked down the hall to her room and slammed the door. A thundering could be heard coming down the stairs, her door flew open. Her mother half undressed, "What'd you mean you dumped Dean?" "I dumped Dean, we broke up, we're no longer together," Rory said. "Yeah I know that, but why? You guys had something good going," Lorelai said. "He got boring," Rory said. "He got boring, there's got to be more," Lorelai mimicked. "There was nothing there, no spark, I lost interest, it felt like a job, not fun," Rory explained. "Oh, well dating can be like that," Lorelai said. "Now what did you and Grandma talk about?" Rory asked. "Not now, I said tomorrow," Lorelai made her way out of the door. "So that's it, all you wanted to know was why I dumped Dean," Rory accused. "What if I told you the reason I dumped Dean, was because I'm having an affair with Jess, and Jess is so much better than Dean," Rory said. Lorelai laughed until her sides ached. "That can't be true, you and Jess are just friends." Rory stared at her seriously, her gaze never moving. "Oh my god, you're telling the truth, you and Jess, where?" "None of your business," Rory said. "If you can have your secrets, then so can I?" Rory slammed her door, locking it. Lorelai pounded on it, "Oh come on Rory, let me in." Rory turned her stereo on and pumped the volume, she left it like that for an hour, by then it was 12:30. Time for bed. Rory shut off the stereo and climbed under the sheets. And in her dreams came the perfect idea for a poem.
SWEET DECEPTIVE ONE, WHO ARE YOU?
He is one with the wind Sweet and forever surrounding me His voice, a melancholy call to my soul Unite as one with my love Masked as a deception Forbidden and untouchable Malicious and unbearable Truly honest and erroneously puzzling Dark mahogany curling like sweet chocolate Cerulean pools of wisdom Revealing so much depth Lucid in its allure A body built for sin Come to me in my dreams Who are you Oh sweet deceptive one
When she'd finished writing her poem, it was 5:16, time to get going. Her mom would just have to find her own way out of bed this morning. Rory planned to be gone by six. She wanted to have breakfast at Luke's, and read her poem to Jess and get his feedback. Maybe he'd written his poem by now.
Jess rolled over as he dreamed, lucid visions haunting him as he struggled to escape. He jolted awake. His body shaking and covered in sweat. He looked at his clock, 5:23. Time to get up. Luke was already downstairs in the diner. The diner opened Monday to Friday at 6am and closed at 10pm. On Saturday, it opened at 7am and closed at 10pm. On Sunday, it opened at 7:30am and closed at 9pm. Luke was a workaholic when it came to his diner. But if Jess got down there, by six he could work for an hour and a half until he left for school at seven-thirty. Mind made up, he ran to the bathroom to take a cold shower that would kill his dream and awaken him.
A line floated in his mind, from his dream. Girl of my dreams, sweet seductress. Jess got sidetracked and ended up sitting down at a diner table and started writing. When he was done, it was 6:24, and Rory was staring at him from across the table. "How long have you been there?" Jess asked. "Oh about 20 minutes, whatcha writing?" she asked. "My poem for the assignment," Jess said, covering the sheet of paper with his hand. You wanna hear it?" "Sure," Rory said.
GIRL OF MY DREAMS
Soft and sweet So innocent Like a newborn babe A colt taking its first steps Shaky and sensitive Indecision clouds such vivid eyes That entails such everlasting questions Provoking answers That only seems to confuse the mind But as sure I am of her loveliness As I am of her honesty And her beauty Is the next step she takes Going to be her exalted or demeaned A wisp of air A breath of life Fragile and delicate like candlelight Praise and glory are in her step Like a shadow In my dreams A distant memory Yet to cause a tremor That reveals The girl of my dreams
"What'd you think?" Jess asked. "Oh," Rory was struck by how emotionally raw Jess made her feel, he made her feel so exposed. "I loved it." She looked him in the eyes, laid her hand over his. "I truly think it was excellent, beautiful, so much more than I can put into words," she whispered, still in awe of what she'd just heard.
"So you wanna hear mine?" she asked. "Yeah sure," Jess said. Rory tucked her hair behind her ear and started to read.
Jess was awestruck by what'd he just heard. "That was amazing." They talked aptly about it for awhile. Rory glanced at her watch, 7:54. "Oh my god, school starts in 15 minutes, we have got to go now." She got out of her seat, and told Luke she wanted to take her coffee to go. "We gotta go, later Uncle Luke," Jess said on the way out of the diner.
"Miss Gilmore and Mister Mariano, could you try to be on time next class," Ms. Martin said, pushing her thick horn-rimmed glasses back on her spindly face. "That will be all, you may sit. Now class as I was saying, today we will learning about how a jury is picked." Which so began a class of notes and lectures, that almost put Rory to sleep. Finally class was over, "See ya later Jess." She turned around and saw Dean cuddling up to his new girlfriend, Suzy. The newest cheerleader and newest girl in school. Rory felt a twinge of dull pain, then her gaze changed its focus when she saw her mom at the end of the hall. "Mom what are you doing here?" Rory went over and asked her. "Just making sure, that you're okay. You didn't wake me this morning, my evil alarm clock did," Lorelai complained. "Why don't you have Luke be your alarm clock, at least then you'd get up and wouldn't complain," Rory said. "True, Luke would have coffee and that would tempt me out of bed." "Well I gotta go, so see you after school," Lorelai said, walking out the front door of the school.
Rory walked down the front steps of Stars Hollow High School, she looked around and inhaled the fresh spring air. April truly was a beautiful month, with everything in bloom. "Hey Rory, looking forward to Easter Long Weekend?" Lane asked, standing beside her. "You know it, so is your mom keeping you locked up for the whole weekend, or can we do stuff?" Rory asked. "Surprisingly enough, my mom is letting me out of the house, so if you want to do anything. I'm free," Lane replied. "Well actually, I'm going to my grandma's for Easter weekend, but if I get back early, I'll call you," Rory said. She waved as she went down the steps.
Rory walked into the house, "Mom, where are you?" she called. "In the kitchen," her mom replied. Rory ran into the kitchen and sat down, "Okay what's going on?" "Yesterday I went to my mother's to discuss you and your Chilton situation, and what would happen if you were accepted and decided to go. As you know, we are not rich and I can hardly afford to send you there. So between us, we decided that you would live there while you attend Chilton and I would see you whenever. You will have your own transportation, whether it's the limousine or your own car." Rory looked pole-axed, when Lorelai finished. "So basically, you're kicking me out?" she summarized. "No, I'm just giving you the opportunity to get a better education that will help you get into Harvard," Lorelai defended. "Like hell, you just want to get rid of me, because I'm fooling around with Jess, or so you think," Rory accused. "That is not true," Lorelai yelled back. "Whatever, I'm going to the diner," Rory slammed out of the house. "Oooh, she makes me so mad, just presuming things that are so not the truth," Lorelai fumed.
Rory slammed into the diner, still angry from her confrontation with her mom. She looked around and saw Jess standing behind the counter holding a coffepot. "Coffee please?" she sat at the counter. "What's going on?" Jess asked, while pouring the coffee. Rory told him all about her mom, the argument, Chilton and living with her grandmother. After she was done, she felt a lot better. "Thanks for listening, you're a really good listener." Jess put his hands up and backed away, "hey don't make me sound like the nice guy, you'll ruin my reputation."
Rory laughed, "You are really good at making me feel better, thank you," she said. "Sure whatever, so are you coming to my party tonight?" Jess asked. "You're having a party?" Rory looked bewildered. "Yeah, it's my birthday tomorrow, I'll be an old seventeen," Jess said. "Yeah, I'll be here tonight, what time does your party start?" "At eight, but please don't bring me a present," Jess told her. "Okay, but can I take my coffee to go. I have to go somewhere," Rory said. "No, you are not going to get me something, just because I told you and you forgot," Jess came out from behind the counter and tried to hold her back. They were joking and playing around, when the diner door slammed opened. "What are you doing?" a voice roared. Rory and Jess turned around, when Jess saw who it was, he put his arms around Rory protectively. "We were just horsing around," Rory tried to explain. "I don't care, it looks like you were cheating on me," Dean yelled. "What'd you mean, we broke up," Rory said. Dean advanced towards her threateningly. "We didn't break up, you're cheating on me, you slut," Dean nodded towards Jess. "And this is who you're cheating on me with. Tell me Rory, is he any good in the sack?" Rory's face went white and she started to tremble, "How can you say that?" she whispered hoarsely. She felt Jess's arms around her and drew strength from them. "Well look at you two, cozy as a picture, you make me sick," Dean yelled and advanced threateningly towards Jess and Rory. "Jess and I are just friends, not that it's any of your business," Rory clarified. "You're nothing but a tramp, who struts her stuff all over town," Dean accused. Jess moved in front of Rory protectively, placing her behind him. Dean moved closer and closer, until he was towering over Jess. "Now how do you like, knowing that you all you're going to get is my leftovers," Dean yelled. "Liar, I never slept with you," Rory said quietly. "Look Dean, you better just get out or else," Jess threatened. "Or else what, Diner Boy, you gonna throw some burgers and fries at me, bring it on," Dean rolled up his sleeves and took off his jacket. "Can we at least take this outside," Jess offered. "No, we'll do this right here," Dean said. "Fine," Jess took off his sweater, and handed it to Rory. "You might want to go stand behind the counter." Rory nodded numbly, she went behind the counter and closed her eyes. Jess and Dean put their fists up and circled each other. One tall and full of an unquestionable rage and jealousy. The other lean and quick, full of cunning and wit. Dean struck out first.
Author: Charmkat
Pairing: R/J & L/L
Disclaimer: I own none of GG, I'm just a huge fan.
Rating: PG, for minimal violence and some sappiness
Author's Note: Thanks again to all those who continue to read my story and give me feedback, you guys are the best. You can email me @ charm_kat84@hotmail.com with any suggestions you might have for future ideas on how what's happening should continue to occur. Or anything else. Thanks again. Please R/R! ( (
"It's a beautiful day Sookie, smiles all around," Lorelai jumped from one curtain to the next. "What're you so happy about?" Sookie asked. "It's spring, the birds are singing, and flowers are blooming. Luke likes me," she said. "You and Luke, it's about time," Sookie exclaimed. "What'd you mean it's about time?" Lorelai asked dumbly. "The man has been in love with you forever, and you just realized it now," Sookie said. "Luke's not in love with me," Lorelai denied. "We're just having a bit of fun." Sookie shook her head disbelieving, "Whatever you say." Making her way back to her domain, the kitchen. "Sookie, what's for lunch today, it smells divine," Lorelai sniffed appreciatively. "It's a surprise, so stay out of my kitchen," Sookie warned jokingly. "Okay, I'll be at the front desk, with Michel," Lorelai said.
"Ah Lorelai, there was a call from a Mrs. Emily Gilmore. I believe she said she was your mother, and you are to call her immediately," Michel said in his thick French accent. Lorelai regarded Michel from the top of his reflecting shiny head, his snazzy suit, down to his Italian leather shoes. "Sure thing, and when did my mother phone" "About an hour ago," Michel wrinkled his nose annoyingly. "What is that god awful smell?" he waved his fingers daintily in front of his face. "It's my new perfume, it's called Miserable, do you not like it?" Lorelai asked him comically. "It is horrible," he pronounced thickly with French accented syllables. "Okay, can you go check Room 126, and see if they got their bottle of complimentary champagne?" Lorelai asked. "Forever a servant running back and forth," Michel remarked on his way out of the room. Just then the phone rang, "Hello Independence Inn, Lorelai speaking, how may I help you?" "Lorelai, it's Emily, now will you please stop whatever you're doing, because I need to talk to you," Emily said assertively. "Yes, what is it?" Lorelai said, while looking at some important documents. "Remember when Rory applied to Chilton just to see if she could get in for the next semester starting in September, well she got in." Emily dropped her huge bomb. Lorelai fell silent, "What'd you mean she got in?" "Well she applied and she got in. She has an appointment there next Monday, to meet the Headmaster and to see if she would want to go there," Emily rambled on happily. "Okay, I'll tell her," Lorelai said and hung up.
Rory walked through the door of her house and went down the hall to her bedroom, where she dropped her backpack and pondered the day and what'd happened. "Rory," she heard her mom calling her. "In my bedroom," Rory called, her eyes searching her bookcase for the latest assigned book, Jane Eyre. "Honey, can you sit down, I need to talk you," Lorelai said. "What is it?" Rory still looking for the copy of Jane Eyre, she moved to get it, only to be stopped by her mother's loud tone. "Sit down," Lorelai said louder. "What is it?" Rory sat, watching her mother for any reaction of any kind. "Emily phoned me today, you got into Chilton," Lorelai got no further. Rory leaped off the bed and started bouncing around excitedly. "I got into Chilton," she chanted excitedly. "Yes, now as my mother was saying on the phone, you have an appointment on Monday to go there and meet the headmaster and see the school, if you want," Lorelai said. "Of course, I want to go. Can I phone Grandma now?" Rory squealed. "Sure go ahead," Lorelai said weakly, holding her head between her hands as Rory bounced out of the room. She could hear Rory on the phone, Lorelai could no longer bear it. Rory was her mother's daughter, not her but her mother's. She grabbed her keys and ran out of the house. She got into her Jeep and took off.
Rory just got off the phone, she was so excited. She went back into the living room, to tell her mom everything. Lorelai was gone, there was no note and the Jeep keys were gone. She walked out of the house and over to Luke's. No sign of her mom. "Hey what's up kiddo?" Luke asked. "Nothing have you seen my mom?" Rory asked. "No, she hasn't been in here for her usual pot of coffee," Luke said. "Is Jess here?" Rory asked. "Yeah, he's in the back," Luke pointed up through the door and up the stairs. Rory walked through and up the stairs, pausing for a second then going through the door. Jess was in the middle of reading a book. "What're you reading?" she asked. He showed her the dog eared cover of a book of poems by Emily Dickinson, "Looking for inspiration?" she asked. "No, just reading, to get a feel," Jess said. "For poetry," Rory assumed. "No for the Romantic Age poets, it's really spell-binding," Jess admitted. "Well I'm not really in a creative mood," Rory hinted, and then told Jess what had happened. After she'd finished, Jess told her to take it easy, her mom would come back. She was probably just feeling a little overwhelmed by the situation at hand.
"Oh well, enough about me, let's get down to business. Who are you going to write about?" Rory asked. "How about this, we write our poems and then share them," Jess suggested. "Sure, well since I can possibly write a poem, I'll talk to you at school about it. Don't we have Law together?" Rory said. "Yeah we do. See you there," Jess smiled. "You should do that more," Rory said quietly. "What make suggestions," Jess said. "No smile," Rory turned around and walked out the door, not looking back. If she had, she'd seen Jess looking at her.
Rory's clock hit 11:00, a vehicle pulled in the driveway. Rory drew back her curtain, the Jeep was home and so was her mom. She ran to the front door and threw it open, hugging Lorelai when she came in. "Don't ever do that again?" "What?" Lorelai said. "Leave without telling me where you're going," Rory said. "Now where did you go?" Rory asked. "To your grandma's to talk about Chilton," Lorelai admitted. "What exactly did you talk about?" Rory asked. "I'll tell you tomorrow, but I'm tired and I have work tomorrow, and you have school, so later okay," Lorelai said, walking past Rory to the stairs. "Did you even have any coffee today?" Rory asked. "No I don't think that I did. See you in the morning," Lorelai said from the top of the stairs.
"Oh by the way, I dumped Dean," Rory yelled up and walked down the hall to her room and slammed the door. A thundering could be heard coming down the stairs, her door flew open. Her mother half undressed, "What'd you mean you dumped Dean?" "I dumped Dean, we broke up, we're no longer together," Rory said. "Yeah I know that, but why? You guys had something good going," Lorelai said. "He got boring," Rory said. "He got boring, there's got to be more," Lorelai mimicked. "There was nothing there, no spark, I lost interest, it felt like a job, not fun," Rory explained. "Oh, well dating can be like that," Lorelai said. "Now what did you and Grandma talk about?" Rory asked. "Not now, I said tomorrow," Lorelai made her way out of the door. "So that's it, all you wanted to know was why I dumped Dean," Rory accused. "What if I told you the reason I dumped Dean, was because I'm having an affair with Jess, and Jess is so much better than Dean," Rory said. Lorelai laughed until her sides ached. "That can't be true, you and Jess are just friends." Rory stared at her seriously, her gaze never moving. "Oh my god, you're telling the truth, you and Jess, where?" "None of your business," Rory said. "If you can have your secrets, then so can I?" Rory slammed her door, locking it. Lorelai pounded on it, "Oh come on Rory, let me in." Rory turned her stereo on and pumped the volume, she left it like that for an hour, by then it was 12:30. Time for bed. Rory shut off the stereo and climbed under the sheets. And in her dreams came the perfect idea for a poem.
SWEET DECEPTIVE ONE, WHO ARE YOU?
He is one with the wind Sweet and forever surrounding me His voice, a melancholy call to my soul Unite as one with my love Masked as a deception Forbidden and untouchable Malicious and unbearable Truly honest and erroneously puzzling Dark mahogany curling like sweet chocolate Cerulean pools of wisdom Revealing so much depth Lucid in its allure A body built for sin Come to me in my dreams Who are you Oh sweet deceptive one
When she'd finished writing her poem, it was 5:16, time to get going. Her mom would just have to find her own way out of bed this morning. Rory planned to be gone by six. She wanted to have breakfast at Luke's, and read her poem to Jess and get his feedback. Maybe he'd written his poem by now.
Jess rolled over as he dreamed, lucid visions haunting him as he struggled to escape. He jolted awake. His body shaking and covered in sweat. He looked at his clock, 5:23. Time to get up. Luke was already downstairs in the diner. The diner opened Monday to Friday at 6am and closed at 10pm. On Saturday, it opened at 7am and closed at 10pm. On Sunday, it opened at 7:30am and closed at 9pm. Luke was a workaholic when it came to his diner. But if Jess got down there, by six he could work for an hour and a half until he left for school at seven-thirty. Mind made up, he ran to the bathroom to take a cold shower that would kill his dream and awaken him.
A line floated in his mind, from his dream. Girl of my dreams, sweet seductress. Jess got sidetracked and ended up sitting down at a diner table and started writing. When he was done, it was 6:24, and Rory was staring at him from across the table. "How long have you been there?" Jess asked. "Oh about 20 minutes, whatcha writing?" she asked. "My poem for the assignment," Jess said, covering the sheet of paper with his hand. You wanna hear it?" "Sure," Rory said.
GIRL OF MY DREAMS
Soft and sweet So innocent Like a newborn babe A colt taking its first steps Shaky and sensitive Indecision clouds such vivid eyes That entails such everlasting questions Provoking answers That only seems to confuse the mind But as sure I am of her loveliness As I am of her honesty And her beauty Is the next step she takes Going to be her exalted or demeaned A wisp of air A breath of life Fragile and delicate like candlelight Praise and glory are in her step Like a shadow In my dreams A distant memory Yet to cause a tremor That reveals The girl of my dreams
"What'd you think?" Jess asked. "Oh," Rory was struck by how emotionally raw Jess made her feel, he made her feel so exposed. "I loved it." She looked him in the eyes, laid her hand over his. "I truly think it was excellent, beautiful, so much more than I can put into words," she whispered, still in awe of what she'd just heard.
"So you wanna hear mine?" she asked. "Yeah sure," Jess said. Rory tucked her hair behind her ear and started to read.
Jess was awestruck by what'd he just heard. "That was amazing." They talked aptly about it for awhile. Rory glanced at her watch, 7:54. "Oh my god, school starts in 15 minutes, we have got to go now." She got out of her seat, and told Luke she wanted to take her coffee to go. "We gotta go, later Uncle Luke," Jess said on the way out of the diner.
"Miss Gilmore and Mister Mariano, could you try to be on time next class," Ms. Martin said, pushing her thick horn-rimmed glasses back on her spindly face. "That will be all, you may sit. Now class as I was saying, today we will learning about how a jury is picked." Which so began a class of notes and lectures, that almost put Rory to sleep. Finally class was over, "See ya later Jess." She turned around and saw Dean cuddling up to his new girlfriend, Suzy. The newest cheerleader and newest girl in school. Rory felt a twinge of dull pain, then her gaze changed its focus when she saw her mom at the end of the hall. "Mom what are you doing here?" Rory went over and asked her. "Just making sure, that you're okay. You didn't wake me this morning, my evil alarm clock did," Lorelai complained. "Why don't you have Luke be your alarm clock, at least then you'd get up and wouldn't complain," Rory said. "True, Luke would have coffee and that would tempt me out of bed." "Well I gotta go, so see you after school," Lorelai said, walking out the front door of the school.
Rory walked down the front steps of Stars Hollow High School, she looked around and inhaled the fresh spring air. April truly was a beautiful month, with everything in bloom. "Hey Rory, looking forward to Easter Long Weekend?" Lane asked, standing beside her. "You know it, so is your mom keeping you locked up for the whole weekend, or can we do stuff?" Rory asked. "Surprisingly enough, my mom is letting me out of the house, so if you want to do anything. I'm free," Lane replied. "Well actually, I'm going to my grandma's for Easter weekend, but if I get back early, I'll call you," Rory said. She waved as she went down the steps.
Rory walked into the house, "Mom, where are you?" she called. "In the kitchen," her mom replied. Rory ran into the kitchen and sat down, "Okay what's going on?" "Yesterday I went to my mother's to discuss you and your Chilton situation, and what would happen if you were accepted and decided to go. As you know, we are not rich and I can hardly afford to send you there. So between us, we decided that you would live there while you attend Chilton and I would see you whenever. You will have your own transportation, whether it's the limousine or your own car." Rory looked pole-axed, when Lorelai finished. "So basically, you're kicking me out?" she summarized. "No, I'm just giving you the opportunity to get a better education that will help you get into Harvard," Lorelai defended. "Like hell, you just want to get rid of me, because I'm fooling around with Jess, or so you think," Rory accused. "That is not true," Lorelai yelled back. "Whatever, I'm going to the diner," Rory slammed out of the house. "Oooh, she makes me so mad, just presuming things that are so not the truth," Lorelai fumed.
Rory slammed into the diner, still angry from her confrontation with her mom. She looked around and saw Jess standing behind the counter holding a coffepot. "Coffee please?" she sat at the counter. "What's going on?" Jess asked, while pouring the coffee. Rory told him all about her mom, the argument, Chilton and living with her grandmother. After she was done, she felt a lot better. "Thanks for listening, you're a really good listener." Jess put his hands up and backed away, "hey don't make me sound like the nice guy, you'll ruin my reputation."
Rory laughed, "You are really good at making me feel better, thank you," she said. "Sure whatever, so are you coming to my party tonight?" Jess asked. "You're having a party?" Rory looked bewildered. "Yeah, it's my birthday tomorrow, I'll be an old seventeen," Jess said. "Yeah, I'll be here tonight, what time does your party start?" "At eight, but please don't bring me a present," Jess told her. "Okay, but can I take my coffee to go. I have to go somewhere," Rory said. "No, you are not going to get me something, just because I told you and you forgot," Jess came out from behind the counter and tried to hold her back. They were joking and playing around, when the diner door slammed opened. "What are you doing?" a voice roared. Rory and Jess turned around, when Jess saw who it was, he put his arms around Rory protectively. "We were just horsing around," Rory tried to explain. "I don't care, it looks like you were cheating on me," Dean yelled. "What'd you mean, we broke up," Rory said. Dean advanced towards her threateningly. "We didn't break up, you're cheating on me, you slut," Dean nodded towards Jess. "And this is who you're cheating on me with. Tell me Rory, is he any good in the sack?" Rory's face went white and she started to tremble, "How can you say that?" she whispered hoarsely. She felt Jess's arms around her and drew strength from them. "Well look at you two, cozy as a picture, you make me sick," Dean yelled and advanced threateningly towards Jess and Rory. "Jess and I are just friends, not that it's any of your business," Rory clarified. "You're nothing but a tramp, who struts her stuff all over town," Dean accused. Jess moved in front of Rory protectively, placing her behind him. Dean moved closer and closer, until he was towering over Jess. "Now how do you like, knowing that you all you're going to get is my leftovers," Dean yelled. "Liar, I never slept with you," Rory said quietly. "Look Dean, you better just get out or else," Jess threatened. "Or else what, Diner Boy, you gonna throw some burgers and fries at me, bring it on," Dean rolled up his sleeves and took off his jacket. "Can we at least take this outside," Jess offered. "No, we'll do this right here," Dean said. "Fine," Jess took off his sweater, and handed it to Rory. "You might want to go stand behind the counter." Rory nodded numbly, she went behind the counter and closed her eyes. Jess and Dean put their fists up and circled each other. One tall and full of an unquestionable rage and jealousy. The other lean and quick, full of cunning and wit. Dean struck out first.