Title: I Hate And I Love
Author: ~ME~
Rating: PG-13
A/N: Well, I'm back again with another chapter to post. Hopefully this one will be somewhat better than the last. I read over the other one the other day and I realised that it was quite badly written, but being the lazy person that I am, I'm not even contemplating rewriting it. Lol ;). Hope you enjoy…remember to REVIEW!!!
Chapter 15: All night?!?
"MUM!" Rory yelled.
Foot-steps could be heard echoing through the relatively silent house as Loralei made her way to Rory's room. She poppped her head around the door frame and gave Rory a genuine smile.
"Yes Babe?"
"Which one should I wear?"
Rory held up her right hand, which was holding a black, long sleeved shirt and then held up her left hand, which was holding a white elbow length shirt with esprit printed across the chest.
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Is Rory an "esprit" person I wonder…? Sorry about the interuption.
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Loralei put on what she liked to refer to as the "intelligent" face and moved her eyes from shirt to shirt. She gave her head a scratch and looked at the shirts again.
"The black one," Loralei said decidedly, nodding at the same time.
"Ok. Thanx Mum."
Loralei left Rory to get changed and wandered off into the living room. Rory put on her Mum's choice of shirt and searched her Jewellery box for that favourite necklace of her's. It was a silver snake chain necklace with a petite, round diamond pendant hanging from the chain. Rory's dad, Christopher, had given it to her as a 16th birthday gift. Rory loved the way it hung around her neck and the way the diamond reflected the sunlight, creating a rainbow of colours. It reminded her of the pattern a sprinkler makes when it's on low power, creating a mist… not that her Mum could really ever be bothered to use the sprinker anyway (A/N: now that was gay I know but I couldn't think of what to write). She soon found her necklace and put it on. She looked in her mirror and adjusted the necklace so that the clasp was hidden out of sight, at the back of her neck.
"You look nice." Came Loralei's voice, making Rory jump a little.
"I think so too." Rory smiled at her Mum and Loralei returned the gesture.
"What time do you want me to drive you there?"
"Um, well, James is picking me up." Rory gave her Mum a nervous sideways glance.
"James heh?"
"Problem with that?" Rory tried to sound unaffected but her pink cheeks gave away her true feelings.
"No, no. So what time is James picking you up then?"
"In 10 minutes and don't say his name like that."
"What time will you be home?"
"…don't really know to be honest."
"So I just wait around all night?"
"I'll ask James when he gets here."
"You and James… I'll have to get use to the sound of that. Rory and James, Rory and James, Rory and James…" Loralei wandered off, letting the words roll off her tongue over and over again.
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"You know, your Mum is weird." James commented as he put a CD in the car stereo.
"Thanx. Everyone says I'm exactly like her."
"Weird in a good way though." James reassured.
"Of course."
"You don't believe me do you?"
"What ever made you think that?" Rory tried to look innnocent.
"You."
"What an elaborate answer. What is this music??" Rory looked rather annoyed
James shrugged his shoulders.
"As in what band you idot."
"Cheesy."
"Cheesy?!?" Rory questioned disbelievingly.
"Don't ask."
"That's one hell of a name. Actually… the name's not too bad. It suits. The lyrics are cheesy, the voices are cheesy and the music is…cheesy or should I just say gay?"
"I wrote the music, that's my voice you're calling "cheesy" and the name was my idea."
"Woopsie Daisies."
"Now that was cheesy."
"So, you're in a band."
"Yeah… should I be scared?"
"Technically no."
"But…"
"But I would be cautious if I were you."
"You're not only weird but also freaky."
"Gee thanx. I'll be forever indebted to you. All we've done today is talk small talk you know."
James turned the music up and joined in, much to Rory's grief.
"And if only you could understand, the need I have to hold your hand-" James sang along but was cut off by Rory.
"Spare me PLEASE!" Rory begged.
"Why would I listen to you?"
"Because I'm important."
"The way that you can drive me crazy, makes my clear world look so hazy. And if only you would love me, the way I-"
Rory switched off the stereo.
"What'd you do that for?" James demanded.
"To preserve my sanity. Unfortunately I don't share your love and passion for gay-ass, "chessy" music."
"Well unfortunately I don't share your love and passion for shallow Britney Spears music!" James looked pleased with himself for making such a good comeback. Rory burst out in laughter and James looked some-what confused.
"What's so funny?" James questioned.
"You think you're so smart."
"I do not."
"Do too. Nobody likes Britney Spears anymore you know. Guy's are such presumers."
"Huh?"
"You just presume that all girls are always the same. For example, you thought that because 1 group of delusional tennagers were once obsessed with Britney, that we were all obsessed and would forever be obsessed."
"Whatever."
"Majority of guys also prefer to dismiss problems rather than deal with them. Such whimps…"
James turned the CD back on and continued his singing. Rory opened her bag and got out her emergancy panadol. She shoved it in her mouth and swallowed it without water.
"Please don't tell me you're gonna make us listen to that horrible music tonight." Rory begged.
"All night honey."
"Don't call me that." Rory said warningly.
"All night."
If you are a reader hoo reads my story and doesn't review, then shame on you, shame on you!!! Lol. Please review. I guess it's not that much better than the last chapter… *sigh* oh well.
