A/N: AWWWW! I love you guys, I really HONESTLY do.
Jewls13, I love you too. I had a smile on my face when I read your face. A lot of people probably won't get why its a big deal, but that's okay. It's a little inside joke. LOVE U JEWLS, and for the record, I read some of your stories too. You're an excellent writer.
Caffinelfndgg, you're an angel, I told you I liked to get e-mail and you sent me one. THANKS A LOT! That makes me happy.
Okay, pandapearlqt, it's nothing like that. WHO stole the money isn't important. Its just important the money was stolen. Thanks for ur input though.
Dodgerluv: The whole "news flashy thing" was because 1) they were worried because they had escaped. and 2) when a lady calls the police talking about slashed tires and kids in a fight with a hobo, people tend to get worried. It wasn't because they were dangerous or anything, it was just cuz they were lost and could've been dead.
Green Eve: Thanks for saying "it was an adventure" I'm not totally sure about that, but its great to hear that from such a skilled adventure writer like yourself. By the way, when is "shivery" gonna be updated?
Coffeechick87: Thanks for luvin it.
To everyone else: I LOVE YOU, thanks for reviewing, even if you just read it and didn't review, thanks for reading it. I hope you enjoy the next chapter, I'm not sure what I think of it yet. ENJOY!
A/N: Take an ff. net writer, give her a map of Connecticut and what do you get? The next chapter. :-)
Jess stared out of the window, watching as the mixtures of green, brown, and blue sped past the train. His brown eyes were fixated on a spot on the window, and he was thinking deeply on something. Across the compartment, Tristan snored lightly. Jess smirked, the familiar sound made him feel sort of as if he were back in Stars Hollow, complaining about Luke's snoring. He opened a cupboard that was sitting over the bed and inside was a t.v. and some complementary water and snacks. He settled on the couch and flipped on the t.v.
"An update has been reported on the two missing military school boys. They were reported seen at a train station in North Carolina approximately five hours ago. No visible wounds have been reported but if you've seen these boys, injured or not, please call the hotline. Their families are waiting." The news caster said.
Jess's eyes widened at the news and his jaw clenched. They were in trouble, BIG trouble. He only wondered, how much trouble they were in.
He got up and walked across the room. He paced back and forth, thinking what they could do. Once they got to Long Island, he wondered if they were playing their story there too. If not, no one would recognize them. He shook Tristan awake, who just stirred in his sleep. He shook him again.
"I'm telling you Rory, I've changed." he mumbled before opening his eyes. Jess stepped back from Tristan as if he were something deadly. He and Tristan had become good friends but it was still sickening that he was in love with Rory as much as Jess was.
"Hey, what's up." Tristan grumbled as he sat up from his odd position on the small bed.
"I was just watching the news." Jess said. Tristan stood up, but then sat back down. The rocking of the train didn't mix well with him, especially since he just woke up.
"and..." Tristan croaked.
"The school, not to mention our families are looking for us." Jess turned to look at Tristan. Tristan chuckled bitterly.
"I think they mean your family is looking for you. My family probably doesn't even ca-"
But Jess cut him off by punching him in the face.
"What the hell was that for?" Tristan asked, shocked.
"Look I don't have time for your crap right now okay! I know how it feels to not have your family want you. Frankly, I don't care whether your family is looking for you right now or not. The fact is we have bigger problems to worry about."
Tristan stood there, his blue eyes wide. Jess's own brown eyes mirrored his reaction. They both were surprised by this outburst. After a few silent minutes of staring at each other, Jess noticed Tristan's mouth twitching. Jess's expression visibly relaxed. Soon they both were clutching their stomachs, laughing at something, neither of them sure what.
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Several hours later Tristan stepped off the train and into the hustle and bustle of the New York atmosphere. Jess was already buying a map and many coffees that they would need for their long journey ahead. Tristan wasn't so sure whether they should be disguising themselves or not. Just for safety, they wore either caps, hoods, or sunglasses at all times. It wasn't much, but they didn't stick out in the crowd as the summer sun blared down on the busy streets.
"The docks aren't far from here." Jess announced as he stepped up to Tristan, somehow managing to balance the four coffees and the map. Tristan relieved him of the tray of four coffees and Jess mumbled thanks.
"It's gonna take us to the New London Port. From there it's about a forty five minute drive to Stars Hollow. We have enough to get us on the cruise across the Long Island Sound. I'm pretty sure that there's a bus station somewhere near the docks. That's how we'll get to Stars Hollow."
Tristan nodded then for the first time noticed how happy Jess was that he was going home. All of a sudden he felt very sick.
"Uh Jess, I know wha- who you're going home for, but there's really nothing for me to go back for. My parents are just gonna send me right back."
Jess suddenly dropped his sullen expression and looked sympathetic.
"I know how you feel, I won't hit you this time."
Tristan let out a small smile, remembering the last time he spoke of not being wanted at home.
"But anyway, I'm sure we'll work something out. If not, you can crash at my place. Well, my uncle's place anyway. He won't be too crazy about it, but I can be pretty persuasive at times." Jess grinned.
By this time, they had walked the few blocks to the docks and boarded the cruise ship. It would take them a good three hours to get across the Long Island Sound, but until them, they were enjoying the good life.
A/N: Okay, I'm sorry. This was an incredibly stupid chapter. After much careful thought, I've realized that the news castor thingy was a bit stupid. But think about it, if your son or brother ran away from military school and could be dead, wouldn't you want people looking? Wouldn't you want them to be found? Well I know that my local news station always plays stories about people who are missing and ran away. That's how i got the idea. I'm sorry yall had to wait this long for such a stupid chapter. My bad!
Jewls13, I love you too. I had a smile on my face when I read your face. A lot of people probably won't get why its a big deal, but that's okay. It's a little inside joke. LOVE U JEWLS, and for the record, I read some of your stories too. You're an excellent writer.
Caffinelfndgg, you're an angel, I told you I liked to get e-mail and you sent me one. THANKS A LOT! That makes me happy.
Okay, pandapearlqt, it's nothing like that. WHO stole the money isn't important. Its just important the money was stolen. Thanks for ur input though.
Dodgerluv: The whole "news flashy thing" was because 1) they were worried because they had escaped. and 2) when a lady calls the police talking about slashed tires and kids in a fight with a hobo, people tend to get worried. It wasn't because they were dangerous or anything, it was just cuz they were lost and could've been dead.
Green Eve: Thanks for saying "it was an adventure" I'm not totally sure about that, but its great to hear that from such a skilled adventure writer like yourself. By the way, when is "shivery" gonna be updated?
Coffeechick87: Thanks for luvin it.
To everyone else: I LOVE YOU, thanks for reviewing, even if you just read it and didn't review, thanks for reading it. I hope you enjoy the next chapter, I'm not sure what I think of it yet. ENJOY!
A/N: Take an ff. net writer, give her a map of Connecticut and what do you get? The next chapter. :-)
Jess stared out of the window, watching as the mixtures of green, brown, and blue sped past the train. His brown eyes were fixated on a spot on the window, and he was thinking deeply on something. Across the compartment, Tristan snored lightly. Jess smirked, the familiar sound made him feel sort of as if he were back in Stars Hollow, complaining about Luke's snoring. He opened a cupboard that was sitting over the bed and inside was a t.v. and some complementary water and snacks. He settled on the couch and flipped on the t.v.
"An update has been reported on the two missing military school boys. They were reported seen at a train station in North Carolina approximately five hours ago. No visible wounds have been reported but if you've seen these boys, injured or not, please call the hotline. Their families are waiting." The news caster said.
Jess's eyes widened at the news and his jaw clenched. They were in trouble, BIG trouble. He only wondered, how much trouble they were in.
He got up and walked across the room. He paced back and forth, thinking what they could do. Once they got to Long Island, he wondered if they were playing their story there too. If not, no one would recognize them. He shook Tristan awake, who just stirred in his sleep. He shook him again.
"I'm telling you Rory, I've changed." he mumbled before opening his eyes. Jess stepped back from Tristan as if he were something deadly. He and Tristan had become good friends but it was still sickening that he was in love with Rory as much as Jess was.
"Hey, what's up." Tristan grumbled as he sat up from his odd position on the small bed.
"I was just watching the news." Jess said. Tristan stood up, but then sat back down. The rocking of the train didn't mix well with him, especially since he just woke up.
"and..." Tristan croaked.
"The school, not to mention our families are looking for us." Jess turned to look at Tristan. Tristan chuckled bitterly.
"I think they mean your family is looking for you. My family probably doesn't even ca-"
But Jess cut him off by punching him in the face.
"What the hell was that for?" Tristan asked, shocked.
"Look I don't have time for your crap right now okay! I know how it feels to not have your family want you. Frankly, I don't care whether your family is looking for you right now or not. The fact is we have bigger problems to worry about."
Tristan stood there, his blue eyes wide. Jess's own brown eyes mirrored his reaction. They both were surprised by this outburst. After a few silent minutes of staring at each other, Jess noticed Tristan's mouth twitching. Jess's expression visibly relaxed. Soon they both were clutching their stomachs, laughing at something, neither of them sure what.
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Several hours later Tristan stepped off the train and into the hustle and bustle of the New York atmosphere. Jess was already buying a map and many coffees that they would need for their long journey ahead. Tristan wasn't so sure whether they should be disguising themselves or not. Just for safety, they wore either caps, hoods, or sunglasses at all times. It wasn't much, but they didn't stick out in the crowd as the summer sun blared down on the busy streets.
"The docks aren't far from here." Jess announced as he stepped up to Tristan, somehow managing to balance the four coffees and the map. Tristan relieved him of the tray of four coffees and Jess mumbled thanks.
"It's gonna take us to the New London Port. From there it's about a forty five minute drive to Stars Hollow. We have enough to get us on the cruise across the Long Island Sound. I'm pretty sure that there's a bus station somewhere near the docks. That's how we'll get to Stars Hollow."
Tristan nodded then for the first time noticed how happy Jess was that he was going home. All of a sudden he felt very sick.
"Uh Jess, I know wha- who you're going home for, but there's really nothing for me to go back for. My parents are just gonna send me right back."
Jess suddenly dropped his sullen expression and looked sympathetic.
"I know how you feel, I won't hit you this time."
Tristan let out a small smile, remembering the last time he spoke of not being wanted at home.
"But anyway, I'm sure we'll work something out. If not, you can crash at my place. Well, my uncle's place anyway. He won't be too crazy about it, but I can be pretty persuasive at times." Jess grinned.
By this time, they had walked the few blocks to the docks and boarded the cruise ship. It would take them a good three hours to get across the Long Island Sound, but until them, they were enjoying the good life.
A/N: Okay, I'm sorry. This was an incredibly stupid chapter. After much careful thought, I've realized that the news castor thingy was a bit stupid. But think about it, if your son or brother ran away from military school and could be dead, wouldn't you want people looking? Wouldn't you want them to be found? Well I know that my local news station always plays stories about people who are missing and ran away. That's how i got the idea. I'm sorry yall had to wait this long for such a stupid chapter. My bad!