Title: Odo Et Amo

Author: ~ME~

Rating: PG 13

Disclaimer: "Any society that needs disclaimers has too many lawyers." - Erik Pepke. That's all I have to say.

A/N: well, another day (or week in this case) and another chapter :) By the way, the new title is in Latin. I was in Latin class the other day & my teacher was talking about this famous poet. And she said his most famous words were probably "odo et amo" and then she said it meant I hate and I love! So I thought I'd use that as my new title ;)

MsQTpa2T: thanx so much for the realli, realli nice review! You made me realli happi!

LIVE2WRITE: speak 4 urself! How would you noe wa other readers think? I dunno if I've taken ur review the wrong way but u haven't exactly convinced me to stop using a bit of slang  (which mind u, I only purposely use in my A/Ns).

Chapter 19: This is big!

Tristan got up and left, making some excuse about needing to meet up with a friend. All eyes were on Rory, a look of amazement plastered to their faces.

"Oh, my, goodness! Did Tristan Dugrey just ask Rory Gilmore to the dance?!?!" Madeline exclaimed.

"I believe so!" Louise answered. "Aren't you gonna say something Rory?!?!"

"What am I supposed to say in a situation like this…?" Rory questioned quietly, still rather shocked.

"This is big! Once this gets around the school everyone will be talking!" Louise said excitedly.

"Oh, that reminds me, this is not to get around the school, ok?" Rory instructed.

"Are you serious? You can't hold back such information form Chilton's population!" Louise sounded horrified at such a suggestion.

"Why not?!?" Paris snapped, as if challanging anyone to disagree.

"Well, Chilton lives on this kinda stuff, they feed off it!"

"What? They feed off other peoples misfortunes?"

"I'd hardly call this a misfortune!"

"If he asks me again I think I'd say no…" Rory commented out of the blue.

"No, no that's just wrong. No one says no to Tristan Dugrey!" Madeline warned.

"I'm a rebel then. I'll be the leader of the great Chilton rebellion." Rory's voice was filled with sarcasm.

"Don't say I didn't warn you!"

*Brrrrrrrrring (school bell rings)*

"Gotta run." Rory got up and walked off to class with Paris close behind.

"Don't listen to them, Rory." Paris commented.

"Don't worry, I'm not."

~*~*~*~*~* After school (Stars Hollow) ~*~*~*~*~*~

Rory stepped off the bus and onto the pavement. She headed straight to Luke's without second thoughts. Need coffee, must have coffee.

The bell above the door rung as Rory opened the diner door and stepped in. Luke was busy serving a customer, but didn't take long to notice Rory seated at the counter. He stepped behind the counter and went straight to the coffee maker. He picked up the pot and grabbed a coffee mug.

"Bad day?" Luke questioned.

"Hmmm… not really."

Luke slided the coffee mug across the counter and Rory sat drinking intently. A thumping noise could be heard coming down the stairs and soon Jess appeared.

"So…" Jess sat down beside her.

"So…"

"Get up and work Jess." Luke grumbled.

"Give us a sec would ya?!?!"

"Finished the book I lent you?" Rory asked.

"Oh, I gave it to your Mum this moring."

"Ok." Rory replied. She placed her mug down on the counter and grabbed her stuff. "Sorry to leave so soon but I gotta go now and do homework. So, how about I ring you?"

"Sure, not like I'm going anywhere with Luke breathing down my neck."

"I heard that!" Luke sent a warning look in Jess' direction.

"So??" Jess replied.

As Rory made her way to the Inn, Jess and Luke could still be heard arguing over anything and everything... as usual.

~*~*~*~* The Inn ~*~*~*~*

"Oh! It's my mini me come to say hello to big me!" Loralei smiled warmly at her seemingly exhausted daughter. "You look unwell, what ails ye oh poor soul?"

"Nothing. Just a lack of sleep."

"In that case you need some of Sookie's freshly brewed coffee!" Loralei grabbed hold of Rory's hand and dragged her in the direction of the kitchen.

"Sookie! I need coffee for my poor, sleepy daughter." Loralei sang out.

"Aww, what's wrong Rory?" Sookie asked Rory kindly.

"Just a little tired out."

"Here, have a nice big mug of fresh, hot coffee."

"Mmmmm… this is good stuff." Rory said contentedly.

Sookie looked very pleased and went back to cooking another of her extravagant, gormet meals. 

"You got anything for me to eat?!?!" Loralei questioned Sookie.

"How about a **insert exotic desert of choice**?"

"Ahhh, yes please!" Loralei took the desert eagerly from Sookie's hands.

Suddenly Jackson barged in through the door with an armload of carboard boxes filled with a variety of produce. Puffing and panting, he brought them to Sookie and placed them on the bench next to her.

"Here's (puff) all that (pant) stuff you ordered (puff)." Jackson leaned against the bench for support.  

"Hmmm… Jackson these strawberries are too ripe." Sookie complained.

"But you said you didn't want them to be raw."

"But I didn't say overly ripe, did I?"

"But they're not!"

"How would you know? Who's the chef here?"

"What, are you saying that just because I'm not a chef, I don't know the first thing about strawberries? Huh?!?!"

"No, but what I am say-"

"Let's go now." Loralei whispered to Rory, "This could go on for a while."

Mother and daughter crept out of the kitchen and out into the reception.

"Oh, um honey?" Loralei questioned

"Yeah?"

"Tristan rang this morning and I took a message. It's by the phone."

"Ok. I'll read it when I get home."

He never mentioned anything about ringing me… why would he ring me in the first place?

A/N: sorri this chapter is boring. Next chapter I hope will better and will include more TRORYness.

~ME~