Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or anything having to do with the
show or the actors.
A/N-I know I could have ended this story with the last chapter, but I find Shane just so much fun to write!
-Chapter 7-
"Thanks for leaving me at Luke's." Paris commented coming up to Rory's locker. She switched her schoolbooks from her right arm to her left one.
"What are you talking about? You're the one who opted not to follow me." Shutting her locker, she faced Paris and smiled. "I've been meaning to thank-you for that."
Paris smiled back. "You're welcome. Although I would have been happier for you if I hadn't been left alone with the blonde bimbo."
"Sorry about that." Rory paused for a short moment. "How did that happen anyway?"
The other girl shrugged. "Jess said he'd go after you. And I figured if anything could make you stop moping, it was him."
"I have not been moping." Rory pretended to pout.
"Yes, Gilmore, you have. It was really getting quite annoying."
"Whatever, Paris. Did you and Shane find anything to talk about?"
Paris snorted loudly. "Hardly. I never knew a person could form a sentence using so few words." She fell into step beside Rory, as they headed towards their next class. "And she seriously believes bloaty is a word." Rory only laughed.
~*~*~
"For that freak!" Shane seethed. She glared pointedly across the table at Jess. "I don't get it. Why?"
Jess sighed and prepared to speak, but Shane didn't give him a chance. "I mean, really, what does she have that I don't?" She leaned forward and her low cut top fell open slightly.
"It's not you, Shane. And don't pretend to be upset, you'll find a new toy soon enough."
The girl smirked. "Yeah, I know. But I just refuse to lose to her." She emphasized the last word and crossed her arms.
"Sorry, but you really don't have a choice."
Shane stood and prepared to leave. "Don't bet on it, Jess." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rory enter. "See ya later." Quickly, she leaned over and kissed him, before he could react. "Bye freak." She smiled as she passed the brunette and headed out the door.
"That didn't look like the tail-end of a break-up." Rory commented, taking the seat Shane had recently vacated.
"It was, I'm just not sure Shane realized it." Jess gave her a small smile across the table. "She doesn't take rejection well, especially when she's being dumped for a freak." He teased.
"If my quirky sense of humor, strange taste in music, and slight obsession with books makes me a freak, then so be it." The bell above the door jingled and Rory turned to see her mom enter. "I'd better go say hi. Meet me later?" She asked, standing.
Jess stood too and closed the distance between them. "Yeah, how about here? Just before closing?"
"Sure." She leaned and kissed him softly. "See you tonight." She promised with a smile.
"Do you really have to do that in front of me?" Lorelai asked, as her daughter approached.
Rory frowned, sitting next to her mom. "Do what?"
"Play kissy face with Jess."
"We weren't playing kissy face, mom." Rory protested.
Luke approached, a towel draped over his shoulder. "Who's playing 'kissy face'?" He asked, making a face at the last two words.
"Rory and Jess." Lorelai replied.
Luke looked shocked. "What?"
"You heard me. Rory and Jess sittin' in a tree." She began to sing.
"Mom."
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
Rory rolled her eyes. "Grow up, mom."
"First comes love, second comes."
"Enough." Rory placed her hands over her ears and headed for the door.
"Third comes Rory with a baby carriage." She heard her mother finish as she exited the diner. As the door shut behind her, she dropped her hands and smile. Sometimes her mother was too much. Rounding the corner, she collided with someone.
"Sorry." She muttered, before looking up. When she did, she frowned and took a step backwards. "Shane, hi."
"What does it feel like?" She asked leaning against the side of a building.
"What does what feel like?" Boredom was slowly seeping in.
Shane cocked her head to the side slightly. "Oh, you know, being a boyfriend stealing skank."
"Look Shane, I'm really sorry that you had to be hurt by everything that has happened."
"I'm not hurt." She shrugged. "If I had to choose a word, I think I'd go with angry. Watch your back, freak, because you won't be riding off into the sunset with Jess anytime soon." Flashing a cheerful smile, she brushed past Rory and continued down the street.
~*~*~
"Rory." Luke greeted as the girl walked in and sat at the counter. "We're just about to close, but I'm sure I could find something in the kitchen if you're hungry."
"Oh, no thanks. I'm actually here to meet Jess. Is he around?"
Luke shrugged. "Somewhere."
"Well then, can I have some coffee while I wait?"
"I thought you didn't want anything." He replied, but she saw him reach for the pot. "I think your worse than your mother."
Rory gasped in mock horror. "Don't ever let her hear you say that."
"Good idea."
Just then, Jess came down the stairs. "Hey."
"Hey yourself." Rory replied, turning to face him.
"You wanna go upstairs and hang out for a while. I got this new book I could show you?"
"A new book?" Jess nodded. "Upstairs?" Another nod. Taking a large gulp of the coffee Luke had set in front of her, she grabbed her coat and purse and started toward the stairs.
"I don't think so." Luke's voice cut them off and they both turned to face him. "There's no way you're taking her upstairs, Jess. You two want to see each other, fine, but you're doing it down here where there's some adult supervision."
Jess smirked. "What do you think is going to happen, Uncle Luke? Don't you trust me? Or is it, Rory you don't trust?"
Luke narrowed his eyes at his nephew. "Jess." He paused for a moment feeling flustered. "Go, alright? But if I come up there and."
"I'll be a perfect gentleman, Uncle Luke. Scout's Honor."
"You were never a boy scout, Jess." Luke pointed out.
Jess grabbed Rory's hand and pulled her towards the stairs. "I know."
~*~*~
"This is a very good book." Rory commented, bringing her lips to Jess's again. "Very interesting."
"One of the best I've ever read." He agreed, his hand in her hair. His free hand came around her waist and he pulled her close once more. Neither heard the footsteps approaching.
"How sweet. It wasn't too long ago that I was in that exact same smart." Shane stood in the doorway, her arms crossed, and her eyes cold.
A/N-I know I could have ended this story with the last chapter, but I find Shane just so much fun to write!
-Chapter 7-
"Thanks for leaving me at Luke's." Paris commented coming up to Rory's locker. She switched her schoolbooks from her right arm to her left one.
"What are you talking about? You're the one who opted not to follow me." Shutting her locker, she faced Paris and smiled. "I've been meaning to thank-you for that."
Paris smiled back. "You're welcome. Although I would have been happier for you if I hadn't been left alone with the blonde bimbo."
"Sorry about that." Rory paused for a short moment. "How did that happen anyway?"
The other girl shrugged. "Jess said he'd go after you. And I figured if anything could make you stop moping, it was him."
"I have not been moping." Rory pretended to pout.
"Yes, Gilmore, you have. It was really getting quite annoying."
"Whatever, Paris. Did you and Shane find anything to talk about?"
Paris snorted loudly. "Hardly. I never knew a person could form a sentence using so few words." She fell into step beside Rory, as they headed towards their next class. "And she seriously believes bloaty is a word." Rory only laughed.
~*~*~
"For that freak!" Shane seethed. She glared pointedly across the table at Jess. "I don't get it. Why?"
Jess sighed and prepared to speak, but Shane didn't give him a chance. "I mean, really, what does she have that I don't?" She leaned forward and her low cut top fell open slightly.
"It's not you, Shane. And don't pretend to be upset, you'll find a new toy soon enough."
The girl smirked. "Yeah, I know. But I just refuse to lose to her." She emphasized the last word and crossed her arms.
"Sorry, but you really don't have a choice."
Shane stood and prepared to leave. "Don't bet on it, Jess." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rory enter. "See ya later." Quickly, she leaned over and kissed him, before he could react. "Bye freak." She smiled as she passed the brunette and headed out the door.
"That didn't look like the tail-end of a break-up." Rory commented, taking the seat Shane had recently vacated.
"It was, I'm just not sure Shane realized it." Jess gave her a small smile across the table. "She doesn't take rejection well, especially when she's being dumped for a freak." He teased.
"If my quirky sense of humor, strange taste in music, and slight obsession with books makes me a freak, then so be it." The bell above the door jingled and Rory turned to see her mom enter. "I'd better go say hi. Meet me later?" She asked, standing.
Jess stood too and closed the distance between them. "Yeah, how about here? Just before closing?"
"Sure." She leaned and kissed him softly. "See you tonight." She promised with a smile.
"Do you really have to do that in front of me?" Lorelai asked, as her daughter approached.
Rory frowned, sitting next to her mom. "Do what?"
"Play kissy face with Jess."
"We weren't playing kissy face, mom." Rory protested.
Luke approached, a towel draped over his shoulder. "Who's playing 'kissy face'?" He asked, making a face at the last two words.
"Rory and Jess." Lorelai replied.
Luke looked shocked. "What?"
"You heard me. Rory and Jess sittin' in a tree." She began to sing.
"Mom."
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
Rory rolled her eyes. "Grow up, mom."
"First comes love, second comes."
"Enough." Rory placed her hands over her ears and headed for the door.
"Third comes Rory with a baby carriage." She heard her mother finish as she exited the diner. As the door shut behind her, she dropped her hands and smile. Sometimes her mother was too much. Rounding the corner, she collided with someone.
"Sorry." She muttered, before looking up. When she did, she frowned and took a step backwards. "Shane, hi."
"What does it feel like?" She asked leaning against the side of a building.
"What does what feel like?" Boredom was slowly seeping in.
Shane cocked her head to the side slightly. "Oh, you know, being a boyfriend stealing skank."
"Look Shane, I'm really sorry that you had to be hurt by everything that has happened."
"I'm not hurt." She shrugged. "If I had to choose a word, I think I'd go with angry. Watch your back, freak, because you won't be riding off into the sunset with Jess anytime soon." Flashing a cheerful smile, she brushed past Rory and continued down the street.
~*~*~
"Rory." Luke greeted as the girl walked in and sat at the counter. "We're just about to close, but I'm sure I could find something in the kitchen if you're hungry."
"Oh, no thanks. I'm actually here to meet Jess. Is he around?"
Luke shrugged. "Somewhere."
"Well then, can I have some coffee while I wait?"
"I thought you didn't want anything." He replied, but she saw him reach for the pot. "I think your worse than your mother."
Rory gasped in mock horror. "Don't ever let her hear you say that."
"Good idea."
Just then, Jess came down the stairs. "Hey."
"Hey yourself." Rory replied, turning to face him.
"You wanna go upstairs and hang out for a while. I got this new book I could show you?"
"A new book?" Jess nodded. "Upstairs?" Another nod. Taking a large gulp of the coffee Luke had set in front of her, she grabbed her coat and purse and started toward the stairs.
"I don't think so." Luke's voice cut them off and they both turned to face him. "There's no way you're taking her upstairs, Jess. You two want to see each other, fine, but you're doing it down here where there's some adult supervision."
Jess smirked. "What do you think is going to happen, Uncle Luke? Don't you trust me? Or is it, Rory you don't trust?"
Luke narrowed his eyes at his nephew. "Jess." He paused for a moment feeling flustered. "Go, alright? But if I come up there and."
"I'll be a perfect gentleman, Uncle Luke. Scout's Honor."
"You were never a boy scout, Jess." Luke pointed out.
Jess grabbed Rory's hand and pulled her towards the stairs. "I know."
~*~*~
"This is a very good book." Rory commented, bringing her lips to Jess's again. "Very interesting."
"One of the best I've ever read." He agreed, his hand in her hair. His free hand came around her waist and he pulled her close once more. Neither heard the footsteps approaching.
"How sweet. It wasn't too long ago that I was in that exact same smart." Shane stood in the doorway, her arms crossed, and her eyes cold.
