Title: Life As I Know It
Chapter 22: High School
Okay, I'm gonna let you read in just a second, but this is a very important note....I LOVE REVIEWS!! If you could, please, I've got about four or five other stories that I am currently writing. If you could review, that'd be great.
Oh, yeah, and, of course, I'm writing another story with my good friend Seehoo, under the name dodgerluvsrory. The name of the story is "The Cat Came Back." Just to let you know.
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Rory rolled over in bed and and opened her eyes.
"Aah!" she screamed and sat up in bed.
"Morning, sleepyhead." Lorelai grinned from her seat in Rory's armchair. "Time to get up!"
"How long have you been sitting there? An hour?"
"What, are you kidding? I sat right down here at midnight last night, and I haven't moved! Well, except to change into my pajamas. And to go to the bathroom. And to get dressed for work this morning. And to get something to read, because watching you sleep is enormously boring."
"In other words, about an hour."
"Well, no, about five. Anyway, time to get up!"
Rory groaned. "Oh, it's too early."
"Oh, but today's your first day of high school!"
Rory sprang up out of bed. "It's my first day of high school!"
"It's your first day of high school!"
"Yay!" Both girls jumped up and down, and the Rory suddenly stopped.
"Ohhh, what am I going to wear?" she wailed, heading directly to her closet.
"Don't worry, I'll help you. I'm perfect with clothes! I mean, look at my outfit." Lorelai gestured to her outfit, and twirled around.
"Uh, Mom?"
"Uh, Rory?"
"Your skirt's on backwards."
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"Luke! Coffee for my big high-schooler!" Lorelai pronounced as she and Rory walked into the diner an hour later.
"Wow, Rory, you're growing up, huh?" Luke said as he placed two cups on the counter and started pouring coffee.
"Mmm, no, don't say that! She's still my little baby! My wittle, ittle baby!" Lorelai tried to pinch Rory's cheeks, but she ducked and headed to a table with her coffee.
"Lorelai, leave her alone. She's a big girl," Luke said as Lane walked into the diner and sat next to Rory. Lorelai sighed and leaned against the counter, watching as her fourteen-year-old daughter laughed at something Lane said.
"Yeah, she's growing up," Lorelai whispered softly.
"You okay?" Luke asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Just feeling old." Lorelai held out her empty cup. "Coffee?"
"You're not old," Luke protested as he poured. "You're anything but old."
"But my baby's growing up! And I'm practically thirty." Lorelai whispered the last word.
"I thought you were thirty."
"Oh, shush and bring me pancakes."
"You know, I'm over thirty," Luke pointed out, crossing his arms across his chest and not even moving toward the kitchen and Lorelai's pancakes.
"Yeah, but you're a guy."
"And you're a girl."
"Mm, thank you for noticing."
"Well, you're always wearing skirts. I figured you were either a girl or a cross-dresser, and I've been pushing for girl."
"Okay, remind me never to travel inside your head."
"Why don't I just forbid you to ever do that? It'll make it easier."
"You're forbidding me to ever travel inside your head?" Lorelai gasped. "That's very rude of you, Luke."
"Eh, well, Taylor already thinks I am, why not live up to his ideas."
"Exactly! Pancakes." Lorelai pointed to the kitchen. Luke handed her a doughnut and she just looked at him.
"On the house."
"That's sweet."
"Just trying to get you to shut up." Luke turned and headed into the kitchen. Lorelai smiled after him and then walked over to where Rory and Lane were sitting.
"Hey!"
"Hi, Mom. Guess what?"
"Uh, you love coffee and school," Lorelai guessed as she sat down.
"Well, obviously. No, I mean, Lane has news."
"Ooh, news! Tell, tell!"
"Okay. Well, it's kinda big. Actually, it's not that big. I guess it could be big. I think it's kinda big." Lane rambled.
"Lane! Tell me the news now before I explode!"
"Oh, yeah. Okay, here's the news. My parents are going out of town for a few days in a week, and instead of shipping me off to live with my cousins for a very long four days, she says I can stay with you guys! If you say it's okay, of course."
"Oh, my God, it's so okay! You can totally come! It'll just be like girls night for days on end! I'm going to completely spoil you, you know. Chocolate, popcorn--all the forbidden foods."
"Great! Of course, you know, you can't tell my mom any of that."
"Oh, of course not. Scouts honor." Lorelai held up three fingers in the girl scout symbol.
"You've never been a girl scout," Rory pointed out.
"No, but I did belong to the Daughters of the Daughters of the American Revolution for, oh, about four days."
"What does that have to do with the girl scouts?" Lane asked.
"Uh...they both had great cookies?"
"Oh, okay." Rory nodded.
"Yeah, makes sense." Lane agreed.
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"So, is high school hard?" Lorelai asked Rory that afternoon when she showed up at the Inn after school.
"Well, it was only the first day, but it doesn't seem to be any harder than eighth grade."
"Yeah. Well, I don't actually remember high school. Or junior high. Basically everything between the ages of six and sixteen I blocked out of my mind."
"Why before six?"
"I was short and could steal the best cookies before anyone else got them."
"Ah. Makes perfect sense."
"You know, I've always thought so."
"Yeah. You always make sense. That's what so likeable about you."
"That, and my clothes and killer blue eyes."
"Oh, yeah, those are the other two things. I almost forgot there, for a second."
"You must never forget, child. If you forget, you forget to believe, and then Tinker Bell will die." Lorelai said in a serious voice.
"Okay, you stopped making sense."
"Make sense stopped have I."
"Okay, now, that wasn't even good Yoda speak."
"Use the force you must."
"Run away from mother crazy first must I."
"Ooh, you're running crazy? I can't wait to see this!"
Rory shook her head and started walking toward the kitchen.
"Oh, you're not running crazy! You gotta run crazy!" Lorelai walked after her.
Chapter 22: High School
Okay, I'm gonna let you read in just a second, but this is a very important note....I LOVE REVIEWS!! If you could, please, I've got about four or five other stories that I am currently writing. If you could review, that'd be great.
Oh, yeah, and, of course, I'm writing another story with my good friend Seehoo, under the name dodgerluvsrory. The name of the story is "The Cat Came Back." Just to let you know.
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Rory rolled over in bed and and opened her eyes.
"Aah!" she screamed and sat up in bed.
"Morning, sleepyhead." Lorelai grinned from her seat in Rory's armchair. "Time to get up!"
"How long have you been sitting there? An hour?"
"What, are you kidding? I sat right down here at midnight last night, and I haven't moved! Well, except to change into my pajamas. And to go to the bathroom. And to get dressed for work this morning. And to get something to read, because watching you sleep is enormously boring."
"In other words, about an hour."
"Well, no, about five. Anyway, time to get up!"
Rory groaned. "Oh, it's too early."
"Oh, but today's your first day of high school!"
Rory sprang up out of bed. "It's my first day of high school!"
"It's your first day of high school!"
"Yay!" Both girls jumped up and down, and the Rory suddenly stopped.
"Ohhh, what am I going to wear?" she wailed, heading directly to her closet.
"Don't worry, I'll help you. I'm perfect with clothes! I mean, look at my outfit." Lorelai gestured to her outfit, and twirled around.
"Uh, Mom?"
"Uh, Rory?"
"Your skirt's on backwards."
~~~~
"Luke! Coffee for my big high-schooler!" Lorelai pronounced as she and Rory walked into the diner an hour later.
"Wow, Rory, you're growing up, huh?" Luke said as he placed two cups on the counter and started pouring coffee.
"Mmm, no, don't say that! She's still my little baby! My wittle, ittle baby!" Lorelai tried to pinch Rory's cheeks, but she ducked and headed to a table with her coffee.
"Lorelai, leave her alone. She's a big girl," Luke said as Lane walked into the diner and sat next to Rory. Lorelai sighed and leaned against the counter, watching as her fourteen-year-old daughter laughed at something Lane said.
"Yeah, she's growing up," Lorelai whispered softly.
"You okay?" Luke asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Just feeling old." Lorelai held out her empty cup. "Coffee?"
"You're not old," Luke protested as he poured. "You're anything but old."
"But my baby's growing up! And I'm practically thirty." Lorelai whispered the last word.
"I thought you were thirty."
"Oh, shush and bring me pancakes."
"You know, I'm over thirty," Luke pointed out, crossing his arms across his chest and not even moving toward the kitchen and Lorelai's pancakes.
"Yeah, but you're a guy."
"And you're a girl."
"Mm, thank you for noticing."
"Well, you're always wearing skirts. I figured you were either a girl or a cross-dresser, and I've been pushing for girl."
"Okay, remind me never to travel inside your head."
"Why don't I just forbid you to ever do that? It'll make it easier."
"You're forbidding me to ever travel inside your head?" Lorelai gasped. "That's very rude of you, Luke."
"Eh, well, Taylor already thinks I am, why not live up to his ideas."
"Exactly! Pancakes." Lorelai pointed to the kitchen. Luke handed her a doughnut and she just looked at him.
"On the house."
"That's sweet."
"Just trying to get you to shut up." Luke turned and headed into the kitchen. Lorelai smiled after him and then walked over to where Rory and Lane were sitting.
"Hey!"
"Hi, Mom. Guess what?"
"Uh, you love coffee and school," Lorelai guessed as she sat down.
"Well, obviously. No, I mean, Lane has news."
"Ooh, news! Tell, tell!"
"Okay. Well, it's kinda big. Actually, it's not that big. I guess it could be big. I think it's kinda big." Lane rambled.
"Lane! Tell me the news now before I explode!"
"Oh, yeah. Okay, here's the news. My parents are going out of town for a few days in a week, and instead of shipping me off to live with my cousins for a very long four days, she says I can stay with you guys! If you say it's okay, of course."
"Oh, my God, it's so okay! You can totally come! It'll just be like girls night for days on end! I'm going to completely spoil you, you know. Chocolate, popcorn--all the forbidden foods."
"Great! Of course, you know, you can't tell my mom any of that."
"Oh, of course not. Scouts honor." Lorelai held up three fingers in the girl scout symbol.
"You've never been a girl scout," Rory pointed out.
"No, but I did belong to the Daughters of the Daughters of the American Revolution for, oh, about four days."
"What does that have to do with the girl scouts?" Lane asked.
"Uh...they both had great cookies?"
"Oh, okay." Rory nodded.
"Yeah, makes sense." Lane agreed.
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"So, is high school hard?" Lorelai asked Rory that afternoon when she showed up at the Inn after school.
"Well, it was only the first day, but it doesn't seem to be any harder than eighth grade."
"Yeah. Well, I don't actually remember high school. Or junior high. Basically everything between the ages of six and sixteen I blocked out of my mind."
"Why before six?"
"I was short and could steal the best cookies before anyone else got them."
"Ah. Makes perfect sense."
"You know, I've always thought so."
"Yeah. You always make sense. That's what so likeable about you."
"That, and my clothes and killer blue eyes."
"Oh, yeah, those are the other two things. I almost forgot there, for a second."
"You must never forget, child. If you forget, you forget to believe, and then Tinker Bell will die." Lorelai said in a serious voice.
"Okay, you stopped making sense."
"Make sense stopped have I."
"Okay, now, that wasn't even good Yoda speak."
"Use the force you must."
"Run away from mother crazy first must I."
"Ooh, you're running crazy? I can't wait to see this!"
Rory shook her head and started walking toward the kitchen.
"Oh, you're not running crazy! You gotta run crazy!" Lorelai walked after her.