A/n Chapter 3, enjoy!!
Disclaimer~ still don't own anything GG
Chapter Three : Expect The Unexpected
Rory awoke the next morning and didn't even try to get out of bed. She felt like she had just been hit by a truck. Her head pounded and her eyes stung, and for some unexplained reason, every part of her body ached. It was official, Rory Gilmore was experiencing the world's worst emotional hangover. She had spilled more tears last night then she had even thought she possessed, her heart was on emotional overload and she just didn't want to face the day. She lifted her hand, which felt like it weighed eighty pounds and rubbed her eyes, trying to restore moisture to them, and felt the swelling on her eyelids. It took everything she had to shift slightly and look at the clock. It was 8:57, her mom would be up soon, and she had to get out of bed and wash her face or something, anything to rid the look that suggested anything about the events of the previous night, she didn't want to explain it all to her mom now, especially since she hadn't even told her that she had kissed Jess in the first place.
Rory took one final breath and climbed wearily out of bed. She wrapped herself in her robe and walked to the bathroom where she splashed cold water on her face and applied her mom's cream under her eyes to try and make the swelling go down. Once she had done that she brushed her teeth and her hair, trying to make herself look less depressed then she felt. Once she had finished she rested her hands on the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. For some reason she frowned and looked away, she hated the person she saw, the parson who had just single-handedly ruined the best thing she had ever had before it even really started. She exhaled and dragged herself into the kitchen to try to see if there was any way to make coffee without the Elvis. After a few failed attempts and coffee powder all over her shirt Rory jest leaned back on the counter and surveyed her kitchen. How could everything in her world look the same as it always had when it was crashing down on her head? She shook her head and heard the shrill ring of the telephone. Her mom grumbled indistinctly from her bedroom so Rory went and picked it up herself. "Hello?" she asked halfheartedly. "Rory? Its Paris."
"What is it Paris?"
"I have some bad news
"Please tell."
"Well, apparently, for some reason unknown to anyone, the convention center that was supposed to host the workshop in Washington became unavailable. Unavailable!! We paid good money for those rooms and now because of some stupid UN meeting-"
"Un as in The United Nations?"
"Yes are you deaf? Anyway due to the fact that that we, the future leaders of America, are apparently less important then the Iraqi conflict we get kicked out. So basically our whole summer is down the drain, we planned, packed, planned some more, and all for nothing!"
"Paris, what are you talking about? It is only 9 in the morning, I am tired and I can't comprehend anything you just said, it's too early, so start over and speak like you are talking to someone suffering from a sharp blow to the head resulting in brain damage."
"We aren't going to Washington. There, that's it in layman's terms, now I have to go unpack and find something to do with myself for the next six weeks, bye."
Rory snapped to attention at those last words, feeling her eyes widen and her mouth drop open. She stood there for a long time just listening to the dial tone, though she wasn't aware of its monotone ringing in her ears. All she could feel was a cold hand squeezing her heart. She felt her whole body tighten and her breath ceased to come. Numbly she walked over to the couch and collapsed onto it, having no idea what to do. She just sat for a few minutes, trying to digest the information that had just been thrown at her. She couldn't believe this was happening, not now, Washington was supposed to be her escape. She would be there for six weeks and she had counted on the fact that that would be sufficient time to allow the wounds to become scars, for her to forget about Jess. Now she wasn't going anywhere, for the next three months she would be stuck in the small town of Stars Hollow where bumping into him at one point or another was inevitable while Dean was in Chicago with his grandmother, because of this stupid cancellation instead of healing the wounds would have salt rubbed into them. She dropped her head into her hands and took a deep breath; she had thought last night that things couldn't possibly be any worse, god was she wrong.
It was just then that Lorelai came bounding down the stairs dressed and ready to go. "Hey Hun! Ready to go spend some quality time with your dearest mommy who you are abandoning for six weeks?" She smiled, but then caught sight of her daughter's distraught face and instantly switched into maternal mode. "Sweets what's wrong?" Rory sighed as she looked at her mom, "That was Paris." She said softly "God that kid, she's a robot, can't she just let you enjoy your last few days at home in peace??" exclaimed Lorelai. "Mom the trip is off; Paris called to say that the trip has been cancelled." Rory said dejectedly "Why?" Asked her mom, obviously stunned. "Actually I'm not exactly sure; all I got out of it was the last sentence in which she informed me that my whole summer has been completely rearranged." Her mom frowned at her "Well its not like you really wanted to go to this thing anyway, now we can spend the whole summer together like always!" she exclaimed, but then when Rory's expression didn't change she continued "You still don't look ok." Rory looked at her mother, the one person who she could always trust and would always be there for her and who she told everything to, but for some reason she couldn't tell her this. So instead she forced a half smile into her face and said "I'm just tired, I stayed up late prepping last night and didn't get to bed until like two." She watched as a smile spread across Lorelai's face "Well I have just the cure for that!! C'mon babe lets go engage in some massive coffee therapy to bring you out of this funk, To Luke's! c'mon, pip pip" she said happily and jumped off of the couch to get her purse. Rory just sat there, knowing she had to go unless she wanted to raise suspicions with her mother, so she just rose off of the couch and threw on a coat. This day could not possibly get any worse.
Disclaimer~ still don't own anything GG
Chapter Three : Expect The Unexpected
Rory awoke the next morning and didn't even try to get out of bed. She felt like she had just been hit by a truck. Her head pounded and her eyes stung, and for some unexplained reason, every part of her body ached. It was official, Rory Gilmore was experiencing the world's worst emotional hangover. She had spilled more tears last night then she had even thought she possessed, her heart was on emotional overload and she just didn't want to face the day. She lifted her hand, which felt like it weighed eighty pounds and rubbed her eyes, trying to restore moisture to them, and felt the swelling on her eyelids. It took everything she had to shift slightly and look at the clock. It was 8:57, her mom would be up soon, and she had to get out of bed and wash her face or something, anything to rid the look that suggested anything about the events of the previous night, she didn't want to explain it all to her mom now, especially since she hadn't even told her that she had kissed Jess in the first place.
Rory took one final breath and climbed wearily out of bed. She wrapped herself in her robe and walked to the bathroom where she splashed cold water on her face and applied her mom's cream under her eyes to try and make the swelling go down. Once she had done that she brushed her teeth and her hair, trying to make herself look less depressed then she felt. Once she had finished she rested her hands on the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. For some reason she frowned and looked away, she hated the person she saw, the parson who had just single-handedly ruined the best thing she had ever had before it even really started. She exhaled and dragged herself into the kitchen to try to see if there was any way to make coffee without the Elvis. After a few failed attempts and coffee powder all over her shirt Rory jest leaned back on the counter and surveyed her kitchen. How could everything in her world look the same as it always had when it was crashing down on her head? She shook her head and heard the shrill ring of the telephone. Her mom grumbled indistinctly from her bedroom so Rory went and picked it up herself. "Hello?" she asked halfheartedly. "Rory? Its Paris."
"What is it Paris?"
"I have some bad news
"Please tell."
"Well, apparently, for some reason unknown to anyone, the convention center that was supposed to host the workshop in Washington became unavailable. Unavailable!! We paid good money for those rooms and now because of some stupid UN meeting-"
"Un as in The United Nations?"
"Yes are you deaf? Anyway due to the fact that that we, the future leaders of America, are apparently less important then the Iraqi conflict we get kicked out. So basically our whole summer is down the drain, we planned, packed, planned some more, and all for nothing!"
"Paris, what are you talking about? It is only 9 in the morning, I am tired and I can't comprehend anything you just said, it's too early, so start over and speak like you are talking to someone suffering from a sharp blow to the head resulting in brain damage."
"We aren't going to Washington. There, that's it in layman's terms, now I have to go unpack and find something to do with myself for the next six weeks, bye."
Rory snapped to attention at those last words, feeling her eyes widen and her mouth drop open. She stood there for a long time just listening to the dial tone, though she wasn't aware of its monotone ringing in her ears. All she could feel was a cold hand squeezing her heart. She felt her whole body tighten and her breath ceased to come. Numbly she walked over to the couch and collapsed onto it, having no idea what to do. She just sat for a few minutes, trying to digest the information that had just been thrown at her. She couldn't believe this was happening, not now, Washington was supposed to be her escape. She would be there for six weeks and she had counted on the fact that that would be sufficient time to allow the wounds to become scars, for her to forget about Jess. Now she wasn't going anywhere, for the next three months she would be stuck in the small town of Stars Hollow where bumping into him at one point or another was inevitable while Dean was in Chicago with his grandmother, because of this stupid cancellation instead of healing the wounds would have salt rubbed into them. She dropped her head into her hands and took a deep breath; she had thought last night that things couldn't possibly be any worse, god was she wrong.
It was just then that Lorelai came bounding down the stairs dressed and ready to go. "Hey Hun! Ready to go spend some quality time with your dearest mommy who you are abandoning for six weeks?" She smiled, but then caught sight of her daughter's distraught face and instantly switched into maternal mode. "Sweets what's wrong?" Rory sighed as she looked at her mom, "That was Paris." She said softly "God that kid, she's a robot, can't she just let you enjoy your last few days at home in peace??" exclaimed Lorelai. "Mom the trip is off; Paris called to say that the trip has been cancelled." Rory said dejectedly "Why?" Asked her mom, obviously stunned. "Actually I'm not exactly sure; all I got out of it was the last sentence in which she informed me that my whole summer has been completely rearranged." Her mom frowned at her "Well its not like you really wanted to go to this thing anyway, now we can spend the whole summer together like always!" she exclaimed, but then when Rory's expression didn't change she continued "You still don't look ok." Rory looked at her mother, the one person who she could always trust and would always be there for her and who she told everything to, but for some reason she couldn't tell her this. So instead she forced a half smile into her face and said "I'm just tired, I stayed up late prepping last night and didn't get to bed until like two." She watched as a smile spread across Lorelai's face "Well I have just the cure for that!! C'mon babe lets go engage in some massive coffee therapy to bring you out of this funk, To Luke's! c'mon, pip pip" she said happily and jumped off of the couch to get her purse. Rory just sat there, knowing she had to go unless she wanted to raise suspicions with her mother, so she just rose off of the couch and threw on a coat. This day could not possibly get any worse.