A/N: Sorry it took so long to update.
What A Gilmore Life
Chapter 3
ÒBy the way...Ó
(Rory walks over to the door, but Paris wasnÕt there, Dean was.)
DEAN: Rory, hey.
(He leans over to kiss Rory, but she pulls away)
RORY: You have to leave, Paris is coming over.
DEAN: But...
RORY: I'm sorry, I'll talk slower.
DEAN: What the...
RORY: Oh, and by the way, I'm breaking up with you.
DEAN: Excuse me...
(Rory slams the door, and walks over to sit on the couch with Lorelai, who had been listening closely)
LORELAI: How did that feel?
RORY: Great!
LORELAI: Good, 'cause I never really liked him.
RORY: Really?
LORELAI: Yeah, I always thought that he was too tall for your well-being.
RORY: Why?
LORELAI: Well, what if he grows up too be a giant, and he, like, squishes you.
RORY: You know what? For once, I agree with you.
LORELAI: Good.
RORY: Good.
(long pause)
LORELAI: So why did you break up with him?
RORY: He was too tall for my well-being.
LORELAI: What about Je-
(doorbell cuts her off)
RORY: I better get, you know how Paris gets.
LORELAI: Yeah.
(Rory opens the door. Paris storms strait toward Rory's bedroom.)
LORELAI: Paris.
RORY: Paris. (she sighs and walks into her room)
PARIS: Now, your WPM is improving, but it still needs work. Have you written any notecards, yet?
RORY: No, I just found out about the debate.
PARIS: Then we've got a lot more work to do then I thought.
RORY: Great. (Rory said sarcasticly)
PARIS: Look if you want to, you can go hang out with your boyfriend, and I'll write you a notecard. Then you can just show up as prepared as possible.
RORY: Really?
PARIS: No. Are you kidding? Plus, you don't exactly have a boyfriend, unless that thing outside was a skit.
RORY: Oh, you saw?
PARIS: Yeah, I was walking up your driveway when it happened. By the way, Dean walked away very angry.
RORY: Good.
PARIS: So there must of been a good reason you broke up with him...
RORY: Yeah, there was. I (she paused wondering if she should tell the truth) I thought he was too tall. (she didn't tell the truth)
PARIS: Fair enough. And now that we've let our fealings out, can we work?
RORY: Yeah. (she stares out the window)
PARIS: Okay.
What A Gilmore Life
Chapter 3
ÒBy the way...Ó
(Rory walks over to the door, but Paris wasnÕt there, Dean was.)
DEAN: Rory, hey.
(He leans over to kiss Rory, but she pulls away)
RORY: You have to leave, Paris is coming over.
DEAN: But...
RORY: I'm sorry, I'll talk slower.
DEAN: What the...
RORY: Oh, and by the way, I'm breaking up with you.
DEAN: Excuse me...
(Rory slams the door, and walks over to sit on the couch with Lorelai, who had been listening closely)
LORELAI: How did that feel?
RORY: Great!
LORELAI: Good, 'cause I never really liked him.
RORY: Really?
LORELAI: Yeah, I always thought that he was too tall for your well-being.
RORY: Why?
LORELAI: Well, what if he grows up too be a giant, and he, like, squishes you.
RORY: You know what? For once, I agree with you.
LORELAI: Good.
RORY: Good.
(long pause)
LORELAI: So why did you break up with him?
RORY: He was too tall for my well-being.
LORELAI: What about Je-
(doorbell cuts her off)
RORY: I better get, you know how Paris gets.
LORELAI: Yeah.
(Rory opens the door. Paris storms strait toward Rory's bedroom.)
LORELAI: Paris.
RORY: Paris. (she sighs and walks into her room)
PARIS: Now, your WPM is improving, but it still needs work. Have you written any notecards, yet?
RORY: No, I just found out about the debate.
PARIS: Then we've got a lot more work to do then I thought.
RORY: Great. (Rory said sarcasticly)
PARIS: Look if you want to, you can go hang out with your boyfriend, and I'll write you a notecard. Then you can just show up as prepared as possible.
RORY: Really?
PARIS: No. Are you kidding? Plus, you don't exactly have a boyfriend, unless that thing outside was a skit.
RORY: Oh, you saw?
PARIS: Yeah, I was walking up your driveway when it happened. By the way, Dean walked away very angry.
RORY: Good.
PARIS: So there must of been a good reason you broke up with him...
RORY: Yeah, there was. I (she paused wondering if she should tell the truth) I thought he was too tall. (she didn't tell the truth)
PARIS: Fair enough. And now that we've let our fealings out, can we work?
RORY: Yeah. (she stares out the window)
PARIS: Okay.