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-Chapter 4-
Rory and Lorelai sat down at the counter, waiting for Luke to come over and take their order. Suddenly Rory blurted out. "I never liked Courtney."
Lorelai blinked in surprise. "Courtney?"
"Yeah, I mean who does she think she is going after Jason like that."
"Oh, right." Lorelai nodded in understanding.
"It's so obvious that he isn't into her. She's not his soul-mate, his one true love, or even worthy of being his girlfriend."
"Why do I get the feeling we're not talking about Courtney anymore?"
"Just because they're all over each other all the time means nothing. And she is so not a natural blonde."
"Rory," Lorelai began and waited for Rory to look at her. "Don't do this to yourself, ok?"
"Do what?" She asked. "You're the one that made me watch that stupid soap opera."
"Only to help you in your time of crisis."
"I'm not having a crisis. I was wasting my time, it never would have worked." Subconsciously, Rory glanced around the diner. Her eyes traveling from the door to the kitchen and then to the stairs.
"Right, because of Courtney." Lorelai winked slyly.
"Courtney?" Luke asked, coming up to them, coffee pot in hand.
"Courtney?" Lorelai repeated. "I know no Courtney. I do however know coffee. We know each other quite well actually and I can hear it."
"Hear what?" Luke's frown never left his face as he questioned Lorelai.
"Hear the coffee. It's calling me. It's saying 'Lorelai, drink me! Drink me please!'" Flipping the coffee cup over, she held it out to Luke. "Filler' up, Luke, my man."
Rory smiled as her mother impatiently waited for Luke to pour the hot liquid into her cup. Sensing another presence in the room, her body immediately tensed. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jess watching her. Lorelai noticed him as well. "Go get him, Liz." She whispered and nudged her daughter out of the seat and towards the boy.
Luke looked at them both, bewildered, but chose to remain silent. "What?" Lorelai asked taking in his confused expression.
"Nothing, I already know that I don't want to know."
~*~*~
"Hey." Rory began softly when she had stopped a good three feet in front of Jess.
"Hey." He repeated, shoving his hands in his pockets.
The silence between them was awkward. From behind her she heard Lorelai loudly exclaim, "You know what I love about soaps, Luke? All the dialogue."
Rory smirked at her mother's hint. "What's with her?" Jess asked referring to Lorelai.
"Nothing, why?"
"She's being weirder than usual." Jess stated with a shrug.
"She's a Gilmore, what do you expect?"
Jess nodded. "Good point."
"I'm sorry." Rory said, motioning for Jess to join her at a nearby table.
"For what?" Sitting across from her, he clasped his hands in front of him and rested them on the table.
"For the other day. I kind of dumped a lot on you. I shouldn't have said anything. You have a girlfriend and it was just really rude of me to----" Before she could finish, Jess cut her off.
"I don't."
Rory's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She wasn't sure what he was talking about. He didn't what? The possibilities certainly were endless. As is reading her thoughts, he continues. "Love her that is."
Taken aback, Rory tried to process what he was saying. What it all meant, if it meant anything at all. Before she could reply, the bell above the door chimed and Shane appeared beside their table. "Ready to go?" She asked Jess without so much as glancing at Rory.
"Yeah." Standing, he glanced down at Rory, but she refused to look at him. "See you later Rory." When she finally managed to force her gaze off the tabletop, Jess and Shane were gone, and her mother was watching her with a frown.
~*~*~
"Why are you here again?" Rory asked, slightly exasperated.
Paris looked at her and rolled her eyes. "Because you're the only other person I know who spends all her time studying."
Feeling herself grow defensive, Rory shook her head. "I do not study all the time."
"Oh, you know what I mean." Paris shrugged.
The couch gave way slightly as Rory flopped onto it and opened her history book in her lap. She and Paris had been studying for over an hour, not that either girl actually needed it. However, Paris was convinced that without Rory's help she would get another A-, therefore not getting into Harvard and never amounting to anything in life. Without warning, Rory's stomach growled.
"Food break!" She exclaimed tossing the book aside.
"I don't think so, Gilmore. We still have to go over the end of the Civil War."
"The north won." Grapping her jacket, she headed out the door. "Come on." She exclaimed glancing over her shoulder.
Quickly, Paris grabbed the history book and followed Rory out the door.
~*~*~
"This is the place that sent the food over the last time I was here, right?" Paris asked, taking in the small diner. At Rory's nod, she frowned. "It's a dump."
Sitting at the nearest table, Rory shook her head. "Well, it's a little hard to find a five-star restaurant in Star's Hollow, so us simple fold are forced to make do." She smiled as her friend, continued to look around. "Hey Luke." Her smile grew brighter as the man approached the table. "Luke, this is Paris. We go to school together. Paris, this is Luke. He owns this dump."
Paris flushed a deep shade of red and shot Rory a deadly glance. "Dump?" Luke inquired, his arms across his chest. "I'll have you know, we past the inspection by the Health Department with flying colors."
"I'm sure you did, Luke. Paris just isn't used to slumming it. She comes from Hartford."
Luke nodded in understanding, but Paris looked at her, the anger evident on her face. "What's that suppose to mean?" Before she could go off on a tangent, Rory ordered for them.
"Two cheeseburgers and some coffee."
"You and your mother." He shook his head and walked away.
~*~*~
Rory bit into her burger, all the while watching Paris. The other girl had picked the sandwich up in one hand and lifted the bun with the other. "It doesn't bite."
Rory and Paris looked up to see Jess standing by their table, Shane beside him. "Hey, Jess." Paris said, setting the sandwich down. "Who's she?" She asked bluntly, nodding to Shane.
Jess didn't even glance at the girl. "I'm Shane. Jess' girlfriend." She took his hand in hers, but he pulled it away.
"Nice to meet you." Glancing at the empty chairs, Paris offered, "Why don't you two join us?"
Jess opened his mouth to refuse, but Shane was faster. "Sure, we'd love to." She smiled and took a seat.
-Chapter 4-
Rory and Lorelai sat down at the counter, waiting for Luke to come over and take their order. Suddenly Rory blurted out. "I never liked Courtney."
Lorelai blinked in surprise. "Courtney?"
"Yeah, I mean who does she think she is going after Jason like that."
"Oh, right." Lorelai nodded in understanding.
"It's so obvious that he isn't into her. She's not his soul-mate, his one true love, or even worthy of being his girlfriend."
"Why do I get the feeling we're not talking about Courtney anymore?"
"Just because they're all over each other all the time means nothing. And she is so not a natural blonde."
"Rory," Lorelai began and waited for Rory to look at her. "Don't do this to yourself, ok?"
"Do what?" She asked. "You're the one that made me watch that stupid soap opera."
"Only to help you in your time of crisis."
"I'm not having a crisis. I was wasting my time, it never would have worked." Subconsciously, Rory glanced around the diner. Her eyes traveling from the door to the kitchen and then to the stairs.
"Right, because of Courtney." Lorelai winked slyly.
"Courtney?" Luke asked, coming up to them, coffee pot in hand.
"Courtney?" Lorelai repeated. "I know no Courtney. I do however know coffee. We know each other quite well actually and I can hear it."
"Hear what?" Luke's frown never left his face as he questioned Lorelai.
"Hear the coffee. It's calling me. It's saying 'Lorelai, drink me! Drink me please!'" Flipping the coffee cup over, she held it out to Luke. "Filler' up, Luke, my man."
Rory smiled as her mother impatiently waited for Luke to pour the hot liquid into her cup. Sensing another presence in the room, her body immediately tensed. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jess watching her. Lorelai noticed him as well. "Go get him, Liz." She whispered and nudged her daughter out of the seat and towards the boy.
Luke looked at them both, bewildered, but chose to remain silent. "What?" Lorelai asked taking in his confused expression.
"Nothing, I already know that I don't want to know."
~*~*~
"Hey." Rory began softly when she had stopped a good three feet in front of Jess.
"Hey." He repeated, shoving his hands in his pockets.
The silence between them was awkward. From behind her she heard Lorelai loudly exclaim, "You know what I love about soaps, Luke? All the dialogue."
Rory smirked at her mother's hint. "What's with her?" Jess asked referring to Lorelai.
"Nothing, why?"
"She's being weirder than usual." Jess stated with a shrug.
"She's a Gilmore, what do you expect?"
Jess nodded. "Good point."
"I'm sorry." Rory said, motioning for Jess to join her at a nearby table.
"For what?" Sitting across from her, he clasped his hands in front of him and rested them on the table.
"For the other day. I kind of dumped a lot on you. I shouldn't have said anything. You have a girlfriend and it was just really rude of me to----" Before she could finish, Jess cut her off.
"I don't."
Rory's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She wasn't sure what he was talking about. He didn't what? The possibilities certainly were endless. As is reading her thoughts, he continues. "Love her that is."
Taken aback, Rory tried to process what he was saying. What it all meant, if it meant anything at all. Before she could reply, the bell above the door chimed and Shane appeared beside their table. "Ready to go?" She asked Jess without so much as glancing at Rory.
"Yeah." Standing, he glanced down at Rory, but she refused to look at him. "See you later Rory." When she finally managed to force her gaze off the tabletop, Jess and Shane were gone, and her mother was watching her with a frown.
~*~*~
"Why are you here again?" Rory asked, slightly exasperated.
Paris looked at her and rolled her eyes. "Because you're the only other person I know who spends all her time studying."
Feeling herself grow defensive, Rory shook her head. "I do not study all the time."
"Oh, you know what I mean." Paris shrugged.
The couch gave way slightly as Rory flopped onto it and opened her history book in her lap. She and Paris had been studying for over an hour, not that either girl actually needed it. However, Paris was convinced that without Rory's help she would get another A-, therefore not getting into Harvard and never amounting to anything in life. Without warning, Rory's stomach growled.
"Food break!" She exclaimed tossing the book aside.
"I don't think so, Gilmore. We still have to go over the end of the Civil War."
"The north won." Grapping her jacket, she headed out the door. "Come on." She exclaimed glancing over her shoulder.
Quickly, Paris grabbed the history book and followed Rory out the door.
~*~*~
"This is the place that sent the food over the last time I was here, right?" Paris asked, taking in the small diner. At Rory's nod, she frowned. "It's a dump."
Sitting at the nearest table, Rory shook her head. "Well, it's a little hard to find a five-star restaurant in Star's Hollow, so us simple fold are forced to make do." She smiled as her friend, continued to look around. "Hey Luke." Her smile grew brighter as the man approached the table. "Luke, this is Paris. We go to school together. Paris, this is Luke. He owns this dump."
Paris flushed a deep shade of red and shot Rory a deadly glance. "Dump?" Luke inquired, his arms across his chest. "I'll have you know, we past the inspection by the Health Department with flying colors."
"I'm sure you did, Luke. Paris just isn't used to slumming it. She comes from Hartford."
Luke nodded in understanding, but Paris looked at her, the anger evident on her face. "What's that suppose to mean?" Before she could go off on a tangent, Rory ordered for them.
"Two cheeseburgers and some coffee."
"You and your mother." He shook his head and walked away.
~*~*~
Rory bit into her burger, all the while watching Paris. The other girl had picked the sandwich up in one hand and lifted the bun with the other. "It doesn't bite."
Rory and Paris looked up to see Jess standing by their table, Shane beside him. "Hey, Jess." Paris said, setting the sandwich down. "Who's she?" She asked bluntly, nodding to Shane.
Jess didn't even glance at the girl. "I'm Shane. Jess' girlfriend." She took his hand in hers, but he pulled it away.
"Nice to meet you." Glancing at the empty chairs, Paris offered, "Why don't you two join us?"
Jess opened his mouth to refuse, but Shane was faster. "Sure, we'd love to." She smiled and took a seat.
