Ch 2 Talk about Luck
The first Monday morning of her break Rory got on the bus and headed to Chilton to meet Paris not bothering to stop at Luke's for breakfast. She knew that if she did she would run into Jess and right now she wasn't ready for that. Now, as she approached the school building she could see Paris standing at the front gate, waiting for her. Rory groaned. She knew that this probably meant that she was now vice president. "Hey!" Paris exclaimed as she saw her coming.
"Hello to you to," Rory grunted.
Paris was in an unusual good mood, "Why are you so crabby?"
"You don't want to know," Rory told her glumly.
"Okay," Paris shrugged and went on and on about all the things they had to do and prepare for including the trip to Washington, "And if you don't want to go I'm sure we can find some way around it." Paris finished off her speech.
"Are you kidding me?" Rory exclaimed, "With the events of the weekend getting away from Stars Hallow is the first thing on my list."
"Last week you didn't even want to run," for some reason Paris seemed to care," Not that I don't want you to come."
"Paris, you wouldn't be interested," Rory told her.
"Why not?" Paris asked.
"Because it doesn't involve you," Rory stated left Paris standing there.
Lorelai had a plan. It was the plans of all plans. She was totally and utterly brilliant. Anymore brilliant than this and she could go to Harvard without even applying. The thing was she couldn't understand why she hadn't thought of this before. Just because Christopher wanted to be there for Sherry and the baby didn't mean that they couldn't have a relationship, right? Unless he was truly planning on marrying Sherry which gave Lorelai the shivers every time she thought of Sherry being Rory's step mother. The thing was she didn't want to talk to him over the phone. She wanted to talk to him in person to get better results. Lorelai had every detail planned down to the tiniest thing. She had though of all this on the way to work. As she approached the inn she changed her mind about waiting to do it and drove on. She was going to Boston.
Rory had only come here on Paris' insistence and now she was ready to go back home and spend the first week of break doing something else, but Paris was blocking her way.
"Alright," Rory gave in because she knew Paris wouldn't stop, "But just remember you asked."
"Got it," Paris nodded and followed her into the cafeteria.
"Well, as you know I got my cast off this weekend," Rory began, "Well, the drama really started when my dad showed up. He came to see the unveiling as he called it. Anyway, he ended up staying for Sookie's rehearsal dinner. The next thing I know they're planning on getting back together. So, I was giving my dad 'the talk' about how my mom and I have been waiting for this forever when his phone rang. He left me to talk and when I turned around Jess was there."
"Didn't he go back to New York?" Paris interrupted.
"Yes, but he's back," Rory continued, "Anyway, I kissed him and then ran away. When I got back we walked down the aisle and watched Sookie get married. As it turns out my dad's ex-girlfriend Sherry is pregnant and he's gone."
"Wow," Paris gaped, "That must've been an interesting weekend."
"Paris, what's up?" Rory didn't understand why Paris was being so.nice.
"What do you?" Paris seemed absolutely clueless to the fact.
"You're not acting Paris-like," Rory explained, "You're nice."
"I guess I spent too much time around Rory Gilmore," Paris shrugged.
"You want to come over?" Rory offered, "My mom's at work and it'll be cosier to prepare for everything there."
"Really?" Paris asked.
"Really," Rory assured her.
"Alright," Paris agreed, "Now, we've got to leave next week." They headed towards the bus stop. With Paris around and all the planning they had to do Rory was sure she could avoid Jess until she left next week and as for Dean, well she didn't have to avoid him seeing as he didn't know about it.
They got back to Stars Hallow in half and hour and walked down towards Rory's house when Lane intercepted her. "Save me," she begged.
"Why, what is it?" Rory asked looking around.
"My mom is shopping and I can't get into the music store and I'm dying to play!" Lane said holding up her drum sticks, "Please tell me I can come over!"
"Yeah sure," Rory shrugged, "But you'll have to keep it down because Paris and I have work to do."
Lane nodded and shouted, "Momma, I'm going to Rory's!" Then she joined them.
They got back to the house to find Dean sitting on the front porch. Rory groaned, "Dean what're you doing here?"
"Got the day off from work," he explained, "I decided to come and see you, but nobody was home."
"Mom's working and I was at Chilton," Rory told him, "Well, since your hear come in." The four of them entered the house. This was just great. With her luck today Jess would show up at the door. She had thought it would be a quiet afternoon with her and Paris planning the trip and she would be able to keep her mind off of Jess and the kiss, but with Dean around it would be hard. She saw the light flashing on the answering machine and pressed the button to listen to the message.
"Hey Ror! I might not come home tonight," her mom's message played, "I'm kind of on my way to Boston. Don't ask I'll explain on my way home. I must've had a stroke or something. What does a stroke feel like, do you know? Anyway, this is supposed to be a brilliant beyond brilliant idea of mine. So, throw a big party kid. If you don't you're not the daughter I raised you to be. Love you!"
Rory stared at the answering machine in shock. Her mother didn't need to explain what she was doing going to Boston because she could guess. Her mom was going to see her dad and try to work things out somehow. "I can't believe she did that," Rory said nearly whispering.
"What, tell you to have a party?" Dean wondered.
"No, go to Boston," Rory corrected him.
"It's Lorelai we're talking about here," Lane pointed out, "She does these things."
"Not without me she doesn't," Rory said.
"Maybe, this time she had to do it on her own," Paris suggested.
"Right," Rory nodded confused.
"Let's do it!" Lane suddenly shouted.
"Do what?" they all looked at her wondering what she was talking about.
"Throw a party," Lane replied as if it were that obvious.
"Lane, my mom was joking," Rory said, "She knows that I don't do that type of thing."
"She still gave you permission," Lane pointed out, "I'll start calling people!"
"I'll go around and get anybody who's not carrying a phone," Dean put in.
"But." Rory tried to protest, but they were already at work. Paris stood there laughed.
"This is going to be interesting," Paris laughed.
"How so?" Rory questioned.
"The only parties I've actually been to are the ones my parents throw on the rare occasions that they are home," Paris explained. Rory understood right away.
"Well, this'll be a treat," Rory assured her. She may not like to throw parties, but seeing as Paris had never been to one of her mother's wild bashes she'd have to try to make the best out of it for her.
The first Monday morning of her break Rory got on the bus and headed to Chilton to meet Paris not bothering to stop at Luke's for breakfast. She knew that if she did she would run into Jess and right now she wasn't ready for that. Now, as she approached the school building she could see Paris standing at the front gate, waiting for her. Rory groaned. She knew that this probably meant that she was now vice president. "Hey!" Paris exclaimed as she saw her coming.
"Hello to you to," Rory grunted.
Paris was in an unusual good mood, "Why are you so crabby?"
"You don't want to know," Rory told her glumly.
"Okay," Paris shrugged and went on and on about all the things they had to do and prepare for including the trip to Washington, "And if you don't want to go I'm sure we can find some way around it." Paris finished off her speech.
"Are you kidding me?" Rory exclaimed, "With the events of the weekend getting away from Stars Hallow is the first thing on my list."
"Last week you didn't even want to run," for some reason Paris seemed to care," Not that I don't want you to come."
"Paris, you wouldn't be interested," Rory told her.
"Why not?" Paris asked.
"Because it doesn't involve you," Rory stated left Paris standing there.
Lorelai had a plan. It was the plans of all plans. She was totally and utterly brilliant. Anymore brilliant than this and she could go to Harvard without even applying. The thing was she couldn't understand why she hadn't thought of this before. Just because Christopher wanted to be there for Sherry and the baby didn't mean that they couldn't have a relationship, right? Unless he was truly planning on marrying Sherry which gave Lorelai the shivers every time she thought of Sherry being Rory's step mother. The thing was she didn't want to talk to him over the phone. She wanted to talk to him in person to get better results. Lorelai had every detail planned down to the tiniest thing. She had though of all this on the way to work. As she approached the inn she changed her mind about waiting to do it and drove on. She was going to Boston.
Rory had only come here on Paris' insistence and now she was ready to go back home and spend the first week of break doing something else, but Paris was blocking her way.
"Alright," Rory gave in because she knew Paris wouldn't stop, "But just remember you asked."
"Got it," Paris nodded and followed her into the cafeteria.
"Well, as you know I got my cast off this weekend," Rory began, "Well, the drama really started when my dad showed up. He came to see the unveiling as he called it. Anyway, he ended up staying for Sookie's rehearsal dinner. The next thing I know they're planning on getting back together. So, I was giving my dad 'the talk' about how my mom and I have been waiting for this forever when his phone rang. He left me to talk and when I turned around Jess was there."
"Didn't he go back to New York?" Paris interrupted.
"Yes, but he's back," Rory continued, "Anyway, I kissed him and then ran away. When I got back we walked down the aisle and watched Sookie get married. As it turns out my dad's ex-girlfriend Sherry is pregnant and he's gone."
"Wow," Paris gaped, "That must've been an interesting weekend."
"Paris, what's up?" Rory didn't understand why Paris was being so.nice.
"What do you?" Paris seemed absolutely clueless to the fact.
"You're not acting Paris-like," Rory explained, "You're nice."
"I guess I spent too much time around Rory Gilmore," Paris shrugged.
"You want to come over?" Rory offered, "My mom's at work and it'll be cosier to prepare for everything there."
"Really?" Paris asked.
"Really," Rory assured her.
"Alright," Paris agreed, "Now, we've got to leave next week." They headed towards the bus stop. With Paris around and all the planning they had to do Rory was sure she could avoid Jess until she left next week and as for Dean, well she didn't have to avoid him seeing as he didn't know about it.
They got back to Stars Hallow in half and hour and walked down towards Rory's house when Lane intercepted her. "Save me," she begged.
"Why, what is it?" Rory asked looking around.
"My mom is shopping and I can't get into the music store and I'm dying to play!" Lane said holding up her drum sticks, "Please tell me I can come over!"
"Yeah sure," Rory shrugged, "But you'll have to keep it down because Paris and I have work to do."
Lane nodded and shouted, "Momma, I'm going to Rory's!" Then she joined them.
They got back to the house to find Dean sitting on the front porch. Rory groaned, "Dean what're you doing here?"
"Got the day off from work," he explained, "I decided to come and see you, but nobody was home."
"Mom's working and I was at Chilton," Rory told him, "Well, since your hear come in." The four of them entered the house. This was just great. With her luck today Jess would show up at the door. She had thought it would be a quiet afternoon with her and Paris planning the trip and she would be able to keep her mind off of Jess and the kiss, but with Dean around it would be hard. She saw the light flashing on the answering machine and pressed the button to listen to the message.
"Hey Ror! I might not come home tonight," her mom's message played, "I'm kind of on my way to Boston. Don't ask I'll explain on my way home. I must've had a stroke or something. What does a stroke feel like, do you know? Anyway, this is supposed to be a brilliant beyond brilliant idea of mine. So, throw a big party kid. If you don't you're not the daughter I raised you to be. Love you!"
Rory stared at the answering machine in shock. Her mother didn't need to explain what she was doing going to Boston because she could guess. Her mom was going to see her dad and try to work things out somehow. "I can't believe she did that," Rory said nearly whispering.
"What, tell you to have a party?" Dean wondered.
"No, go to Boston," Rory corrected him.
"It's Lorelai we're talking about here," Lane pointed out, "She does these things."
"Not without me she doesn't," Rory said.
"Maybe, this time she had to do it on her own," Paris suggested.
"Right," Rory nodded confused.
"Let's do it!" Lane suddenly shouted.
"Do what?" they all looked at her wondering what she was talking about.
"Throw a party," Lane replied as if it were that obvious.
"Lane, my mom was joking," Rory said, "She knows that I don't do that type of thing."
"She still gave you permission," Lane pointed out, "I'll start calling people!"
"I'll go around and get anybody who's not carrying a phone," Dean put in.
"But." Rory tried to protest, but they were already at work. Paris stood there laughed.
"This is going to be interesting," Paris laughed.
"How so?" Rory questioned.
"The only parties I've actually been to are the ones my parents throw on the rare occasions that they are home," Paris explained. Rory understood right away.
"Well, this'll be a treat," Rory assured her. She may not like to throw parties, but seeing as Paris had never been to one of her mother's wild bashes she'd have to try to make the best out of it for her.