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Chapter 3 OK, I jumped ahead 1 1/2 moths, so it's now the middle of October Sunday Morning

Dancing where the stars go blue

Dancing when the evening fell

Dancing in your water shoes

In a wedding gown

"Come on daughter! This song is soooo pretty! Why won't you help me convince Luke to sing it with me at the talent show? I could be Andrea Corr, and Lukey could be Bono!! Come on!" pleaded Lorelei

"Lorelei, I can hear you, and ya know what?" said Luke

"What Lukey?!"

"OK one, don't ever call me Lukey again, or I will never again give you coffee. Two, there is no way that I would ever sing with you in a talent show! Get it, got it? GOOD!"

"Wow Luke, what's wrong?" cautiously asked Rory

"It's Jess. I mean, it's not that his grades are slipping, he's doing really well at Chilton, but he's been, well, different lately. He's just acting off."

"Ok, well, if we could stop talking about my least favorite topic, cough cough Jess, because Rory said she had something to tell us. I wanna know! Will you tell us now?"

"Ok mom, well, at school they're putting on the musical "Babes in Arms" and I'm trying out for the part of Susie! The auditions are all Monday and Tuesday from 7-9, and callbacks are Friday with the cast lisst being posted Friday night, online!"

"Omigod! My little girl is trying out for a musical? Yaaaaaaaaaa! Oh, we have to go home and watch the movie, and pick out clothes for you to wear, and make sure you look good, and oh! Teach you the songs! We have to go find Miss Patty! Bye Luke! Oh, by the way, I'm borrowing this mug, because I don't have time to wait for you to put it in a Styrofoam mug! Bye!" Lorelei grabbed Rory's hand, and pulled her out of the diner.

"Lorelei! Wait! You can't-" But it was too late for Luke to get the coffee mug.

But what the three didn't know was that Jess had been standing on the stairs the whole time.

Monday night

"Yeaa! You look pretty! Did someone hit you with the pretty stick?"

Rory was slowly revolving in front of her mother, wearing a blue skirt, and sandal/heels, the required outfit for the part. But she still looked as pretty as Lorelei said she did, or that's what Lorelei thought.

"OK Mom! I have to go. Whoooosh." She breathed out heavily. "Alright, I know my song, 'My Funny Valentine' and I know the dance steps for the dance tryout. I'm good. Love you mom!"

"Love you too honey! Break a leg!"

At Chilton

"Hi everybody. I'm Don Selenow, the director." Don told the group of teenagers sitting in front of him. "I want to tell you that I am very serious about this, and I want all of you to take this seriously too. If you miss more than 3 rehearsals without an excuse, I will take it that you do not want to participate in this musical anymore. That said, break a leg, and I will call you in one at a time o sing for me. Ahh, Rory Gilmore?"

"Yes?"

"Rory, you're singing first! Come on in."



OK, breathe Rory, you can do this.

'Stay little valentine, stay. Each day is Valentine's Day!'"

"Thank you Rory, that was beautiful. Just wait outside until Stephanie comes to teach you the dance. Oh, and can you send in Franci Smith? Thank you." He said, in reply to her nod.

That's weird. Why did I think about Jess?

Stephanie showed up, and taught the girls the dance, and they went home. A few days passed, and it was Wednesday.

Rory came running into the diner, waving a slip of paper.

"Mom! Mom! Luke, where's Mom?"

"Rory, daughter, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, but guess what? Guess what!!!! I got a callback for Susie!!! Ahhhhhh! I'm so excited!"

"Yay!!!! I can't believe you got a callback! That's awesome! Who are you up against?"

"Oh no. I'm up against Franci. It's gonna be so hard to beat her. She has a really good voice, and Paris said that she's gotten the lead in the musical for the past four years. Omigod, I'm not going to get it. Ahh! Must practice! Bye!" and she ran out.

"Wow, she must be really serious about getting that part. I've never seen Rory this worked up, not even when Sam broke down."

"Um, Lorelei, who's Sam?" questioned Luke.

"Silly Luke! You know, Sam, the coffee maker!"

"Oh yeah, Lorelei, silly me. I'm not the one who NAMED my coffee maker."

Friday- at callbacks



"Hi Rory."

Rory heard a familiar voice in her ear. "Hi Franci."

"Rory, I just wanted to tell you that if you steal this part from me, you're gonna get it. I've been training for this role for a year; ever since my voice teacher found out that this was the show. So, I'm sure that Don just gave you a callback to string you along, because he can't just give the part to me immediately, he has to let all you poor people try for it too. So, don't try too hard! We don't want the chorus to sound neglected!"

God I hate her. Why won't she ever give up. It's so annoying how she thinks everything she does is perfect. And she doesn't even ave that good a voice.

"Rory Gilmore. Rory Gilmore?"

"Oh, that's me."

"You're up."

"Thank you."