Rory couldn't help grinning as she walked through Harvard Square.
She was finally at the college of her dreams and she felt great.
"Paris!" She waved to Paris, who was fervently explaining something to a professor. Paris nodded a hello and went back to talking. Rory plopped down on the plush green grass and lay out in the sun. Then she heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, Mary." Rory opened one eye.
"Hey, Mary, you dead or something?" She opened the other.
"Tristan?"
Tristan grinned at her in his usual cocky way. "Hi," he said.
"What are you doing here?" Rory sat up and stared at him.
"I go here," he smiled and sat down next to her.
"Here?" she gaped at him. "Harvard?"
"Why are you so surprised?" He asked.
"I'm not.. just I didn't expect to see you here," she swallowed nervously.
"I cleaned up in military school," he answered her tacit question.
"Oo, yeah! Your immense body odor is totally gone!" she said sarcastically. Rory raised an eyebrow at his preppy clothes.
"I didn't choose the clothes.. my mom did," he explained.
"Okay, A&F boy," Rory replied.
" So.. how's it going?"
"Good, I guess," She replied, nodding.
"You love it here, don't you?" He grinned mischeviously.
"Maybe," she couldn't help but crack a smile.
"Rory! Oh my gosh! Prof Randall said that I could hand it...," Paris stopped short in her tracks. "Tristan?"
"Hm... it seems to be deja vu day," He said. "Hi, Paris."
"Are you here to visit someone?" Paris asked.
"No, I go here," Tristan replied calmly.
"Here? Harvard?" Paris looked shocked.
Tristan looked at Rory. "Why is everyone so surprised? Am I that stupid?"
Rory shook her head. "No, we just didn't expect to see you here."
"So I hear," Tristan said, shaking his head. ************************** BEeep Beeep BEEP! Lorelai groaned and smacked the alarm clock. "ROrryyyy!" She yelled. "Time to..."
She stopped short and sat up. Rory wasn't here. SHe sighed loudly and got out of bed.
"Time to haul ass to the shower," Lorelai said. When Rory had gotten the acceptance letter in June, Lorelai had been excited for her. She would meet guys, study with some of the most intelligent people in the world, have fun.... leave Star's Hollow. When she thought of that last part, her heart fell, but she didn't let her face show it. It was Rory's dream to go to Harvard. Too bad that Lorelai hadn't thought of Rory actually leaving.
'Were you going to keep her locked up her room forever?' she thought. 'Well, it wouldn't be so bad if she had all those books and the entire season of SpongeBob Squarepants on video!'
After a hot shower, she felt better but she definitely needed her caffeine fix. She rapidly searched the cabinets for some coffee. Nothing.
"AHHHHH!" she said. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Should she go to Luke's?
She felt strange around him, even after their talk last night. Probably because they both knew that it was more than a friendly kiss. But he was the one who had said it, not her.
The phone's ringing broke her thoughts. She let the machine run.
"Hey, it's Lorelai, you know what to do... OW, jammed my toe."
BEEP. "Lorelai, it's your mother, pick up the phone.... Lorelai, I know you're there. Okay, if you must be stubborn, I'll just tell it to your machine. But you know how much I hate talking to machines. And what is going on with your messages.. is that toe thing supposed to be a joke? I don't find it funny, Lorelai. As a businesswoman, you should create a professional and refined message, not some message that talks about your jamming your toe. And that loud 'Ow' is absolutely obnoxious..."
Lorelai rolled her eyes and went to the hall closet to find her jacket.
"... date...."
Lorelai opened her eyes widely at the word 'date'. She ran to the answering machine to catch the last bits of her mother's message.
"So, we'll see you tomorrow, Lorelai." The message ended.
Lorelai rewinded the message and played it back.
".. your father and I met this nice young man at the Schiffer's party last night and we invited him for dinner. You're not getting any younger, you know. We invited him for dinner and you're coming. But don't think of it as a date. Just put on that nice black dress you have.. or maybe that blue one, it brings the color out in your eyes... His name is Preston Bauer III and he's the CEO of some really big, important company..."
Lorelai wanted to scream. She knew she wasn't getting any younger ; at 35, she was worried that she might never find the one for her. And with Christopher busy with the new baby and Sherry, she really didn't have anyone.
"To Luke's!" she promulgated as she grabbed her jacket. "I need like 19 cups of coffee right now," she said. Shrugging, she said aloud to herself, "Less than yesterday!" ************************** Luke was busy with breakfast orders and didn't notice Lorelai slip in.
"Hey, Mister!" She yelled across the room. He looked up and couldn't help but smile.
"Hey," he said and walked over.
"I could use some coffee," Lorelai added in her Louis Armstrong voice.
"Stop that." Luke frowned.
"OOoo, can't you see I need coffee? Listen to this voice," Lorelai growled. "Gimme a cup or ten."
"Alright, but it's gonna kill you one day," Luke replied, pouring her a cup.
"If I can sit through a Spice Girls concert, I can drink 14 cups of coffee," Lorelai remarked in her regular voice as she took a sip.
"You're looking better today," Luke said.
"Well, honey, I loook fiiiiiiiineee every day!" Lorelai quipped. Luke winced at the 'honey'.
" Yeah, I feel better.. you know, especially since we cleared up that incident between us." Lorelai took another sip. "Good coffee, Lukey."
"Don't call me that." Luke said. 'Right.. we cleared it up...,' he thought. 'Maybe you cleared it up.. but I didn't tell you one part of it.'
"Well, maybe I'll finish the other 13 cups later. I have to run to work." Lorelai flashed him a smile that almost melted him on the spot.
'That'd be smooth, Luke,' he thought. "See you later," he said as he watched her leave. He was always watching her leave. ======================================================================= I hope you guys like this so far. =) -Ggirl
"Paris!" She waved to Paris, who was fervently explaining something to a professor. Paris nodded a hello and went back to talking. Rory plopped down on the plush green grass and lay out in the sun. Then she heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, Mary." Rory opened one eye.
"Hey, Mary, you dead or something?" She opened the other.
"Tristan?"
Tristan grinned at her in his usual cocky way. "Hi," he said.
"What are you doing here?" Rory sat up and stared at him.
"I go here," he smiled and sat down next to her.
"Here?" she gaped at him. "Harvard?"
"Why are you so surprised?" He asked.
"I'm not.. just I didn't expect to see you here," she swallowed nervously.
"I cleaned up in military school," he answered her tacit question.
"Oo, yeah! Your immense body odor is totally gone!" she said sarcastically. Rory raised an eyebrow at his preppy clothes.
"I didn't choose the clothes.. my mom did," he explained.
"Okay, A&F boy," Rory replied.
" So.. how's it going?"
"Good, I guess," She replied, nodding.
"You love it here, don't you?" He grinned mischeviously.
"Maybe," she couldn't help but crack a smile.
"Rory! Oh my gosh! Prof Randall said that I could hand it...," Paris stopped short in her tracks. "Tristan?"
"Hm... it seems to be deja vu day," He said. "Hi, Paris."
"Are you here to visit someone?" Paris asked.
"No, I go here," Tristan replied calmly.
"Here? Harvard?" Paris looked shocked.
Tristan looked at Rory. "Why is everyone so surprised? Am I that stupid?"
Rory shook her head. "No, we just didn't expect to see you here."
"So I hear," Tristan said, shaking his head. ************************** BEeep Beeep BEEP! Lorelai groaned and smacked the alarm clock. "ROrryyyy!" She yelled. "Time to..."
She stopped short and sat up. Rory wasn't here. SHe sighed loudly and got out of bed.
"Time to haul ass to the shower," Lorelai said. When Rory had gotten the acceptance letter in June, Lorelai had been excited for her. She would meet guys, study with some of the most intelligent people in the world, have fun.... leave Star's Hollow. When she thought of that last part, her heart fell, but she didn't let her face show it. It was Rory's dream to go to Harvard. Too bad that Lorelai hadn't thought of Rory actually leaving.
'Were you going to keep her locked up her room forever?' she thought. 'Well, it wouldn't be so bad if she had all those books and the entire season of SpongeBob Squarepants on video!'
After a hot shower, she felt better but she definitely needed her caffeine fix. She rapidly searched the cabinets for some coffee. Nothing.
"AHHHHH!" she said. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Should she go to Luke's?
She felt strange around him, even after their talk last night. Probably because they both knew that it was more than a friendly kiss. But he was the one who had said it, not her.
The phone's ringing broke her thoughts. She let the machine run.
"Hey, it's Lorelai, you know what to do... OW, jammed my toe."
BEEP. "Lorelai, it's your mother, pick up the phone.... Lorelai, I know you're there. Okay, if you must be stubborn, I'll just tell it to your machine. But you know how much I hate talking to machines. And what is going on with your messages.. is that toe thing supposed to be a joke? I don't find it funny, Lorelai. As a businesswoman, you should create a professional and refined message, not some message that talks about your jamming your toe. And that loud 'Ow' is absolutely obnoxious..."
Lorelai rolled her eyes and went to the hall closet to find her jacket.
"... date...."
Lorelai opened her eyes widely at the word 'date'. She ran to the answering machine to catch the last bits of her mother's message.
"So, we'll see you tomorrow, Lorelai." The message ended.
Lorelai rewinded the message and played it back.
".. your father and I met this nice young man at the Schiffer's party last night and we invited him for dinner. You're not getting any younger, you know. We invited him for dinner and you're coming. But don't think of it as a date. Just put on that nice black dress you have.. or maybe that blue one, it brings the color out in your eyes... His name is Preston Bauer III and he's the CEO of some really big, important company..."
Lorelai wanted to scream. She knew she wasn't getting any younger ; at 35, she was worried that she might never find the one for her. And with Christopher busy with the new baby and Sherry, she really didn't have anyone.
"To Luke's!" she promulgated as she grabbed her jacket. "I need like 19 cups of coffee right now," she said. Shrugging, she said aloud to herself, "Less than yesterday!" ************************** Luke was busy with breakfast orders and didn't notice Lorelai slip in.
"Hey, Mister!" She yelled across the room. He looked up and couldn't help but smile.
"Hey," he said and walked over.
"I could use some coffee," Lorelai added in her Louis Armstrong voice.
"Stop that." Luke frowned.
"OOoo, can't you see I need coffee? Listen to this voice," Lorelai growled. "Gimme a cup or ten."
"Alright, but it's gonna kill you one day," Luke replied, pouring her a cup.
"If I can sit through a Spice Girls concert, I can drink 14 cups of coffee," Lorelai remarked in her regular voice as she took a sip.
"You're looking better today," Luke said.
"Well, honey, I loook fiiiiiiiineee every day!" Lorelai quipped. Luke winced at the 'honey'.
" Yeah, I feel better.. you know, especially since we cleared up that incident between us." Lorelai took another sip. "Good coffee, Lukey."
"Don't call me that." Luke said. 'Right.. we cleared it up...,' he thought. 'Maybe you cleared it up.. but I didn't tell you one part of it.'
"Well, maybe I'll finish the other 13 cups later. I have to run to work." Lorelai flashed him a smile that almost melted him on the spot.
'That'd be smooth, Luke,' he thought. "See you later," he said as he watched her leave. He was always watching her leave. ======================================================================= I hope you guys like this so far. =) -Ggirl