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going on is we're back into the present time now. Lorelai's all grown up.
And, just to let you know, Margaret wrote all of the chapters before this
one and I (Lauren) wrote this chapter and will write all of the rest,
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Disclaimer: Lauren is 14 years old and Margaret is 13. We obviously don't own the rights to Gilmore Girls or Kate and Leopold (don't ask. you'll see.). Maybe someday we will though! You never know! haha
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I yawned and stretched as I rolled out of bed. At first, I was rather pleased because it was the last day of the working week. Then I remembered three things. One was that I had to go to my parents' for dinner that night. Another was that Rory was still in Washington. The third came a few moments later after I had a chance to process my thoughts in my barely functioning brain. My last realization was that because Rory was in Washington, I'd be facing my parents alone. All three realizations together helped to change my spirits from high to downright low.
Therefore, by the time I got ready and went downstairs, I was miserable and cheerless and prepared for a completely gloomy day. If what people say about how your attitude can make or break your day was true, then I was going to have one heck of a day.
Right after I had closed the front door behind me and just as I was walking down the porch, the phone rang. "You have GOT to be kidding me," I thought to myself. I ran, or attempted to run in heels, back up the porch steps. At this point, the phone was already ringing for the second time. I ran up to the door only to remember that it was locked. The phone rang yet again as I dug into my purse and got my key. I shoved the key into the lock (during which the phone rang again), turned the key and opened the door while the phone rang for the fifth and final time. The answering machine picked up as I searched for the phone and the familiar message of my own voice played, "Hi, we're not here right now. If you're calling for me, Lorelai, that's great. Leave a message and I'll get back to you if I like you and I can find time in my busy life to talk to you. If you're calling for Rory, well, that sucks for you because she's currently being her smart self in Washington and won't be back for a while and therefore she can't talk to you." Then came the long beep that signaled whoever was calling to begin talking.
Just hearing my mother's voice filling the room made me sink even lower into my misery, if that was possible. "Lorelai, I really don't think that is an appropriate message to have on this thing. And the word 'sucks' is rude and obnoxious, but then again so is the rest of that message. And I truly hate talking into these things. But anyways..." As my mother finally paused to take a breath that I am sure she greatly needed after that exhausting rant, I had a moment of triumph during which I found the item that had been so greatly sought after.
Before my mother could begin another long speech I pressed the on button on the phone. "Hello Mother," was my only attempt at enthusiasm.
My mother's voice brightened slightly. "Why Lorelai, hello. I was just calling to make sure that you're coming to dinner tonight."
I tried not to sound like I was talking through grit teeth. "Yes Mom, I'm coming to dinner tonight."
"Wonderful because I invited someone for you to meet. But I have to go now. Good-bye Lorelai." I swear that my mother's voice was dripping with satisfaction and that just made things all the worse.
I tried to catch her before she hung up, "Wait! Mom..." but in return I heard only a dial tone.
I stood in the center of the family room trying not to completely explode on the spot. I strongly believe that if there had anyone else standing in the room at that moment with me, they would have seen smoke coming from my ears and nose. And that would not be a pretty sight to behold.
By the time I arrived at my parent's doorstep that night, I was in somewhat better spirits because my day hadn't turned out nearly as badly as I thought it would, but I was in no way happy. However, I forced myself to knock on the door and remembered my promise to Rory to be as pleasant as possible to my mother.
The maid of the week, Alicia, opened the door and led me into the living room. Sitting there were my mother and father in their usual spots and then right near them a surprisingly handsome dark-haired man in a suit. I assumed, that this was the man my mother was going to try and set me up with. And at first, I wasn't so sure I minded. Then my mother spoke and I remembered exactly why I would never date anyone she tried to set me up with.
"Why hello Lorelai. You're running a little late today."
I cringed. "Mother, please, not now I've had a rather horrible day."
Mom ignored my comment. "There's someone I'd like you to meet. Lorelai, this is Jake Petersen. Jake, this is my daughter, Lorelai Gilmore."
Jake got up from his seat and shook my hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lorelai." He looked deep into my eyes and nearly took my breath away. But I couldn't think of that. I couldn't think of good things in a man that my mother picked out for me. I would not let myself feel the least bit attracted to him. But that was difficult.
"It's good to meet you too, Jake." I smiled, but then I saw my mother smirking and my smile quickly turned to a frown.
I have to say that Jake was not the worst guy that my parents tried to set me up with. He was definitely not the worst. In fact, he actually had a sense of humor and didn't seem to get caught up in materialistic things either.
I tried so hard to not show that I was actually enjoying myself, but I think my mother could tell that I was. This frustrated me greatly and therefore, right after desert I decided that I would have to end the night. "Mom, Dad, it's been a nice evening and I appreciate dinner, but I have to go home now. I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow. The inn's hosting a big wedding and Sookie will be a nervous wreck and I really need all the sleep I can to be able to deal with that." I did my best to seem sincere and to remember to be polite so my mother wouldn't be after me the next time we spoke.
Mom frowned, but said, "Well, if you really have to go, then so be it."
I used my fake smile that I'm sure my mother knew so well by that point. "I really do have to go, Mom."
Mom, Dad and Jake stood up from the table as I stood, displaying good manners that made my stomach churn. It reminded me of some of the reasons I hated high society in the first place.
I walked to the door and the rest of the group followed me. I turned to them and said, "Thank you again, Mom and Dad. I'll see you next Friday. And it was a pleasure to meet you, Jake."
"The pleasure was all mine, Lorelai. Will you allow me to walk you to your car?" He held out his arm like a perfect gentleman and I did the best I could to not stare at it like it was diseased.
I saw my mother beaming out of the corner of my eye and I came to my senses. "Oh, that's really unnecessary."
He waved away my words with his hands. "Nonsense, I would be honored."
At that point I had no choice but to take the arm he was offering and walk out the door. Once we were outside, I attempted to snap back to my normal witty self, thankful that I no longer needed manners because I wasn't around my parents. "Your manners rival those of an eighteenth century duke."
Jake laughed. "It's high society. It's how I was brought up. I can be fun too, you know. Some of my manners are just an act."
I smiled. "Well, then allow me to rephrase that: your acting skills rival those of Hugh Jackman." [A/N: I (Lauren) am in love with the movie Kate and Leopold. Lorelai's last two lines are in reference to that movie. and if you didn't already understand that, than you haven't seen that movie and in that case, shame on you because it's great! Ok, I'm done advertising the movie now. lol]
Jake laughed again and then turned serious. "Lorelai, I hope this isn't too forward of me, but I truly like you and would really like to get to know you better. I was wondering if you'd be interested in going to dinner with me tomorrow night. I realize that you have a big wedding tomorrow at work, but maybe we could get a bite to eat after that."
He had deep, blue eyes and I found myself getting lost in them. I think I must have gone momentarily insane, but I couldn't stop the words from slipping out of my mouth. "That sounds good."
"Can I pick you up at 7:00 then?" Jake asked, looking excited.
"Yes, but you don't know where my house is," I said, coming back to my senses.
"Well, can I meet you somewhere then?"
"Ummm. sure. how about Luke's Diner? It's in the center of Stars Hollow."
"I know where that is and that sounds great. They make excellent coffee there."
I nodded, half smiling because I had remembered that Luke and I were still fighting. But I could still meet Jake there. We'd just leave right away. "Yes, they do."
Jake was now smiling brightly. "Great, so it's a date then."
I used my fake smile again. "It's a date."
He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow then, Ms. Gilmore."
He opened the car door for me and I got in and whispered, "Bye," just before he closed the door. I sped out of that driveway as quickly as possible, not wanting to think about how much my mother would be gloating next week, knowing that I had accepted a date from one of her pre-approved suitors.
I suddenly felt a major headache coming on.
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Ok, so that's it. hope you enjoyed it and please review so we can post the next chapter quicker!
Disclaimer: Lauren is 14 years old and Margaret is 13. We obviously don't own the rights to Gilmore Girls or Kate and Leopold (don't ask. you'll see.). Maybe someday we will though! You never know! haha
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I yawned and stretched as I rolled out of bed. At first, I was rather pleased because it was the last day of the working week. Then I remembered three things. One was that I had to go to my parents' for dinner that night. Another was that Rory was still in Washington. The third came a few moments later after I had a chance to process my thoughts in my barely functioning brain. My last realization was that because Rory was in Washington, I'd be facing my parents alone. All three realizations together helped to change my spirits from high to downright low.
Therefore, by the time I got ready and went downstairs, I was miserable and cheerless and prepared for a completely gloomy day. If what people say about how your attitude can make or break your day was true, then I was going to have one heck of a day.
Right after I had closed the front door behind me and just as I was walking down the porch, the phone rang. "You have GOT to be kidding me," I thought to myself. I ran, or attempted to run in heels, back up the porch steps. At this point, the phone was already ringing for the second time. I ran up to the door only to remember that it was locked. The phone rang yet again as I dug into my purse and got my key. I shoved the key into the lock (during which the phone rang again), turned the key and opened the door while the phone rang for the fifth and final time. The answering machine picked up as I searched for the phone and the familiar message of my own voice played, "Hi, we're not here right now. If you're calling for me, Lorelai, that's great. Leave a message and I'll get back to you if I like you and I can find time in my busy life to talk to you. If you're calling for Rory, well, that sucks for you because she's currently being her smart self in Washington and won't be back for a while and therefore she can't talk to you." Then came the long beep that signaled whoever was calling to begin talking.
Just hearing my mother's voice filling the room made me sink even lower into my misery, if that was possible. "Lorelai, I really don't think that is an appropriate message to have on this thing. And the word 'sucks' is rude and obnoxious, but then again so is the rest of that message. And I truly hate talking into these things. But anyways..." As my mother finally paused to take a breath that I am sure she greatly needed after that exhausting rant, I had a moment of triumph during which I found the item that had been so greatly sought after.
Before my mother could begin another long speech I pressed the on button on the phone. "Hello Mother," was my only attempt at enthusiasm.
My mother's voice brightened slightly. "Why Lorelai, hello. I was just calling to make sure that you're coming to dinner tonight."
I tried not to sound like I was talking through grit teeth. "Yes Mom, I'm coming to dinner tonight."
"Wonderful because I invited someone for you to meet. But I have to go now. Good-bye Lorelai." I swear that my mother's voice was dripping with satisfaction and that just made things all the worse.
I tried to catch her before she hung up, "Wait! Mom..." but in return I heard only a dial tone.
I stood in the center of the family room trying not to completely explode on the spot. I strongly believe that if there had anyone else standing in the room at that moment with me, they would have seen smoke coming from my ears and nose. And that would not be a pretty sight to behold.
By the time I arrived at my parent's doorstep that night, I was in somewhat better spirits because my day hadn't turned out nearly as badly as I thought it would, but I was in no way happy. However, I forced myself to knock on the door and remembered my promise to Rory to be as pleasant as possible to my mother.
The maid of the week, Alicia, opened the door and led me into the living room. Sitting there were my mother and father in their usual spots and then right near them a surprisingly handsome dark-haired man in a suit. I assumed, that this was the man my mother was going to try and set me up with. And at first, I wasn't so sure I minded. Then my mother spoke and I remembered exactly why I would never date anyone she tried to set me up with.
"Why hello Lorelai. You're running a little late today."
I cringed. "Mother, please, not now I've had a rather horrible day."
Mom ignored my comment. "There's someone I'd like you to meet. Lorelai, this is Jake Petersen. Jake, this is my daughter, Lorelai Gilmore."
Jake got up from his seat and shook my hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lorelai." He looked deep into my eyes and nearly took my breath away. But I couldn't think of that. I couldn't think of good things in a man that my mother picked out for me. I would not let myself feel the least bit attracted to him. But that was difficult.
"It's good to meet you too, Jake." I smiled, but then I saw my mother smirking and my smile quickly turned to a frown.
I have to say that Jake was not the worst guy that my parents tried to set me up with. He was definitely not the worst. In fact, he actually had a sense of humor and didn't seem to get caught up in materialistic things either.
I tried so hard to not show that I was actually enjoying myself, but I think my mother could tell that I was. This frustrated me greatly and therefore, right after desert I decided that I would have to end the night. "Mom, Dad, it's been a nice evening and I appreciate dinner, but I have to go home now. I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow. The inn's hosting a big wedding and Sookie will be a nervous wreck and I really need all the sleep I can to be able to deal with that." I did my best to seem sincere and to remember to be polite so my mother wouldn't be after me the next time we spoke.
Mom frowned, but said, "Well, if you really have to go, then so be it."
I used my fake smile that I'm sure my mother knew so well by that point. "I really do have to go, Mom."
Mom, Dad and Jake stood up from the table as I stood, displaying good manners that made my stomach churn. It reminded me of some of the reasons I hated high society in the first place.
I walked to the door and the rest of the group followed me. I turned to them and said, "Thank you again, Mom and Dad. I'll see you next Friday. And it was a pleasure to meet you, Jake."
"The pleasure was all mine, Lorelai. Will you allow me to walk you to your car?" He held out his arm like a perfect gentleman and I did the best I could to not stare at it like it was diseased.
I saw my mother beaming out of the corner of my eye and I came to my senses. "Oh, that's really unnecessary."
He waved away my words with his hands. "Nonsense, I would be honored."
At that point I had no choice but to take the arm he was offering and walk out the door. Once we were outside, I attempted to snap back to my normal witty self, thankful that I no longer needed manners because I wasn't around my parents. "Your manners rival those of an eighteenth century duke."
Jake laughed. "It's high society. It's how I was brought up. I can be fun too, you know. Some of my manners are just an act."
I smiled. "Well, then allow me to rephrase that: your acting skills rival those of Hugh Jackman." [A/N: I (Lauren) am in love with the movie Kate and Leopold. Lorelai's last two lines are in reference to that movie. and if you didn't already understand that, than you haven't seen that movie and in that case, shame on you because it's great! Ok, I'm done advertising the movie now. lol]
Jake laughed again and then turned serious. "Lorelai, I hope this isn't too forward of me, but I truly like you and would really like to get to know you better. I was wondering if you'd be interested in going to dinner with me tomorrow night. I realize that you have a big wedding tomorrow at work, but maybe we could get a bite to eat after that."
He had deep, blue eyes and I found myself getting lost in them. I think I must have gone momentarily insane, but I couldn't stop the words from slipping out of my mouth. "That sounds good."
"Can I pick you up at 7:00 then?" Jake asked, looking excited.
"Yes, but you don't know where my house is," I said, coming back to my senses.
"Well, can I meet you somewhere then?"
"Ummm. sure. how about Luke's Diner? It's in the center of Stars Hollow."
"I know where that is and that sounds great. They make excellent coffee there."
I nodded, half smiling because I had remembered that Luke and I were still fighting. But I could still meet Jake there. We'd just leave right away. "Yes, they do."
Jake was now smiling brightly. "Great, so it's a date then."
I used my fake smile again. "It's a date."
He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow then, Ms. Gilmore."
He opened the car door for me and I got in and whispered, "Bye," just before he closed the door. I sped out of that driveway as quickly as possible, not wanting to think about how much my mother would be gloating next week, knowing that I had accepted a date from one of her pre-approved suitors.
I suddenly felt a major headache coming on.
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Ok, so that's it. hope you enjoyed it and please review so we can post the next chapter quicker!