A/N: I have an exam tomorrow in stats that I have to study for, and here I am writing another chapter. See how much I love you all? Italics mean thoughts, in case you didn't know. (Sorry, I can be a bit bitchy when I'm stressed.) Wish me lots of luck on my exam! Lord knows I need it…
xoxox Blondie
PS – please show me lotsa lovin!
DON'T WORRY BABY
CHAPTER 8 – That little punk!
That night, Rory had a hard time sleeping, drifting in and out of consciousness. She knew that Lorelai suspected that she and Jess were sleeping together, but she needed to confirm it before Dean did. She kept tossing and turning in bed, the sheets tangled at her feet.
She groaned. How am I going to do this? She asked herself. 'Hi mom. How'd you sleep? Oh, while we're on the subject of sleeping, Jess and I had sex after prom. So, are you ready to go to Luke's?' she groaned again.
At about 9am, she dragged herself out of bed and took a shower. She met her mother in the kitchen where Lorelai was already on her 3rd cup of coffee.
"Hi mom." Rory said, trying to sound normal. I can do this. I can tell her.
"Hey babe." Lorelai said. I can do this. I can talk to her about this.
"So how'd you sleep last night?" Rory asked, pouring herself some coffee.
"Oh, not too bad." Lorelai responded. If tossing and turning and trying to figure out how to bring up the subject 'hey Rory, I think you're sleeping with your boyfriend' is not too bad… "How bout you?"
"Oh, same." Yeah right.
"Ummm Rory…" Lorelai started, but was cut off by Rory saying "Ummm mom…" at the same time.
"You first mom." Rory said. Please don't make me have to do this!
"No, it's okay. You go first." Lorelai said. Please don't make me have to do this!
"Ummm, okay." Sh**! "Ummm, you might want to sit down." Sh**! That's the first sign that bad news is coming, never tell them to sit down.
"Okay…" Lorelai said, concerned. Sh**! This can't be good. I'm already sitting down. "What's up?"
"Ummm, mom, I really don't know how to say this…"
"Say what hun?" Sh**! Don't put her on the spot anymore than she needs to be.
"Ummm, remember when we had that talk a few weeks ago?" Sh**! You talk all the time. You have to be more specific.
"Ummm, we talk all the time babe. You have to be a bit more specific." Of course I know what talk you're talking about.
"Remember when I… Remember when I told you that I was ready?" She emphasized the last word.
"Yeah…" Lorelai said, uncertainly. She said was ready. Maybe they didn't go through with it. Maybe she changed her mind!
"Well, ummm, it happened." Rory said quickly. Oh my god. I can't believe I just told her.
"Oh." Lorelai said. I knew it! She did a victory dance in her head. Wait a minute. I'm not mad! I'm not upset! Why am I not upset? Damn Astaire and his dancing! He made me like him! I'm not upset!
"…mom?" Rory asked tentatively. "Please say something other than 'oh…"
To the surprise of both Lorelai and Rory, Lorelai smiled.
"Mom…" Rory started, a bit scared. "Mom, are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah I am."
"You're not plotting any murders, are you?"
"Wha? No! Actually, I kinda figured it had happened already."
"Wha? When did you think it happened?"
"Just tell me if I'm right."
"Okay…?"
"Prom night?" Lorelai smiled.
Rory looked down and smiled.
"I knew it!"
"So you're sure you're okay? You're not going to kill him or anything are you? I mean I do happen to be in love with this guy, and…"
"Honey," Lorelai cut in. "Honey, I'm not going to hurt him, as long as you answer me honestly when I ask these next couple of questions. I mean, I am too young and beautiful to waste away in prison…"
"Okay."
"Alright. Firstly, were you safe?"
"I'm on the pill, remember?"
"I know babe, but Jess is more experienced than you, and…"
"…and a condom was used." Rory cut her mother off.
"Good. I knew there was a reason you went to the smart kids school. Second. Have there been many other times?"
"No."
"No not many other times, or no not any other times?"
"Any. We were going to, but plans change."
"Last night?"
Again, Rory looked down.
"So who are Virginia and Oliver?" Lorelai asked, smiling.
Rory looked up sheepishly. "Reservation names. Virginia Woolf and Oliver Twist. I reserved the room under the alias Virginia Twist."
"Clever little one I own, aren't you?"
Rory blushed.
Lorelai clapped a hand over her mouth in shock. "Dean! Dean knows! How does Dean know?"
"Dean overheard Jess and me talking."
"That little punk."
Rory laughed. "Yeah."
"So tell me, how did you and Jess come up with the reservation name?"
"Jess didn't. I did. He didn't even know it was going to happen."
"WHA??? You surprised him?"
"Yeah. We were driving home, and I told him to turn, and I told him what was going to happen. He was pretty shocked."
"So, was he any good?"
"MOM!!!" Rory laughed.
"Hey, I'm just asking."
"Please don't." She shook her head. "Any more questions?"
"Just one."
"Shoot."
"How would you feel about messing with the heads of a couple of teenage boys who are in love with you?" Lorelai asked, a mischievous look on her face.
