*Disclaimer: I don't own the series Gilmore Girls or the characters. All I
own is my imagination and the plot. *Jeffrey is based on one of my sorta
friends*
*A/N: Hey!!! I had so much trouble writing this chapter, you wouldn't believe! It turned out kind of long too! What I'm trying to say is that even though I know this chapter is as far from good as possible, I still decided to put it up, cause I didn't know what to change. Please leave a review and tell me honestly if this sucked or not. I already know it does, but sill......... Just let me know. Thanks for the reviews I got on the last chapter. They were amazing, every single one of them.
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Rory rested her head on her arms, that were lying on her table, and looked around the classroom. Most of the people she met were in this class including Jane, Dean and Tristan. But she wasn't looking for them, she was looking for him. He who entered her dreams, closing the door to reality silently behind him, making sure that he wouldn't wake her. Next time she would be sure to leave the door to her dreams open. He could even come into her daydreams if he wanted to. She sighed as she buried her head in her arms, hiding her face from everyone in the room. She wondered when she started to think of Jess in that way ? Apparently she wasn't there when her heart had made that decision. She heard Mrs. Hart come into the classroom and sat up straight again. Mrs. Hart patiently waited for the talking to die out and eventually it did. She started to say something, but Rory didn't really listen. After she had given them some notes and their assignment, she sat down behind her desk and started to mark papers or something. Rory didn't really care, she was too tired to care. She put her elbow on the table and rested her head on her hand. She got home pretty late last night and with the phone call to Luke and Jess appearing in her dreams, she didn't get that much sleep. Not that it wasn't worth it. The date with Tristan was great and it was definitely worth it to hear Luke's voice again. Especially when he started to yell at her mom when he realized who it was that was calling him so early. She wasn't sure about Jess though. Was he worth it ? She turned her head a little to look at him. A smile brought some of the spark back into her eyes when she saw him sitting in the back, reading. As if he sensed her eyes on him, he looked up at her. Rory was taken by surprise and started to blush. Jess shot her an amused smile when he saw her slightly colored cheeks and returned his attention back to his book, as hard as it was. Rory tore her eyes away from him when she heard someone calling her name. At first she thought that it was Mrs. Hart, but when she looked up she saw Dean looking at her.
R: ''Hey.''
Dean smiled at her.
D: ''Hey sleeping beauty.''
R: ''Sorry about that. I'm just tired.''
D: ''Date ran late ?''
Rory quickly glanced at Jess before she looked at Dean again. She noticed that his eyes darkened for a minute, making his eyes a shade darker than they normally were. As if a shadow was covering them.
R: ''Yeah, kinda.''
D: ''Did you have a good time ?''
Rory shrugged and looked around the classroom again. This time her gaze fell on Tristan who was looking straight at her. He winked at her and a smile appeared on her face as she remembered their date. The thing that surprised her about him was the fact that he didn't kiss her, he didn't even touch her when they were dancing. She never expected that from him. For some reason it was hard to believe that Tristan was satisfied with only the company of a girl. Whether he was that type of guy or not, it didn't matter. What mattered was that she had a great time with him last night, nothing more.
R: ''Yeah, we had fun. He took me to this night club, which isn't my thing by the way, but we ended up having a lot of fun. His friends were nice too. And besides he took me for coffee afterwards.''
D: ''Coffee huh ?''
Dean carefully stored that information in his mind.
R: ''Yep, I could use some right now. That or a magical potion that will suck the tiredness right out of me. But since you don't look like a warlock, I'm guessing the last one's out of the question. Which only leaves the first one, which is coffee. You don't happen to have some coffee for me, do you ?''
Dean laughed softly at her rambling and shook his head.
D: ''Sorry, I have a soda if you want. It doesn't have as much caffeine as coffee, but..........''
Rory smiled at him, making him think that she was actually listening to him. But she wasn't, she was looking at Jess bedazzled by how he could shut everyone out and make himself invisible if he wanted to. Invisible to everyone, except to her.
*~*~*
When it was lunchtime Rory didn't even bother to go to the cafeteria. She was too tired to deal with Jane and her friends asking all kinds of questions about her date with Tristan. So, instead she went to the library to escape all those judging, piercing eyes. She headed straight for the window sill in the back, the same one as yesterday. She dropped her bag on the floor and sat down, resting her head against the cool glass of the window. She pulled her knees up and closed her eyes. She so had to get more sleep tonight.
As he quietly approached her, he studied her. If you didn't look any closer, you would think that she was crying or fascinated by something outside, but when he came closer he saw that her eyes, that reminded him of the portals to heaven, were closed. A smirk crept onto his face as he glided his eyes from her body to her face. For some reason she reminded him of a little girl. A little girl that thought that whenever she closed her eyes, she would appear invisible to the rest of the world. Jess wondered if that was what she was trying to do. Was she trying to hide from everyone ? He moved closer towards her until he was standing right next to her. If he wanted to he could reach out his hand and touch her cheek, but he didn't. He hardly knew her, but for some reason he was attracted to her, like a magnet was attracted to iron. Or a the way a magpie was attracted to anything that shone. He looked down on her and savored the way she looked so beautiful sitting here, while the sun rays were falling on her, making it seem as if some parts of her hair were lighter than others. He traced the lines of her face with his eyes as he wondered if she knew that he was looking at her. Suddenly he felt like a thieve. Stealing a look at her like this. So, he took a step back, giving her back a piece of her privacy.
J: ''So, Cinderella, how was the ball ?''
At the sound of his voice, her eyes flew open and she turned her head to see if it was really him. Even though she heard his voice and had felt his presence before he actually spoke, she was still surprised to see him standing there. Looking so comfortable with a book in his hand and his backpack, that hung casually over his shoulder.
J: ''Was he your prince charming ?''
Rory sat up straight and met his eyes, hoping that she would at least be able to ask one question before she would lose herself in them.
R: ''Why do you care ?''
Jess shrugged.
J: ''I don't.''
Rory searched his eyes to see if he was lying or if he really didn't care, but no matter how hard she looked, there was nothing to find.
J: ''Mind if I join you ?''
He gestured towards the window sill and Rory nodded. He sat down across from her, dropping his bag on the floor next to hers. Rory made pulled her knees closer to her body and wrapped her arms around them, looking at Jess as he installed himself on the other end of the window sill.
J: ''So, did you have fun with the brainless and stupid ?''
Rory was shocked by his question and by the way he referred to Tristan, Jane and basically everyone who was popular.
R: ''Is that what you call them ?''
J: ''If the name fits.''
R: ''How can you call them that when you obviously don't know them ?''
Jess looked up at her. By the anger in her eyes and the defensive tone in her voice he knew that he had hit a nerve. Still he had to hide a smile from her. He found it rather amusing that she was defending these people when she hardly knew them.
R: ''They're pretty nice you know. So they haven't ever heard of Pablo Neruda and think that Shakespeare is just some dead writer, that still doesn't give you the right to judge them. Did you ever spend any time with them ? No, I did, so until you spend some time with them...........''
J: ''Shakespeare is just some dead writer.''
He said it with an amused look on his face.
R: ''Maybe his body is gone, but a part of him is still here. I mean just look at all the great plays he left behind.''
J: ''I know, but I was just proving a point.''
R: ''What point ?''
J: ''That you were wrong and that they were right.''
R: ''What are..................?''
J: ''You said that they think that Shakespeare is just some dead writer and he is and that makes you wrong.''
R: ''For your information I never said that he wasn't just a dead writer, I just pointed out that even though he's dead he's still here.''
J: ''That makes a lot of sense.''
R: ''You can find another place to spend your lunch now.''
J: ''Thanks for your kind suggestion, but I kind of like it here. I mean with the sun and stuff. But if you wanna leave...........''
R: ''Why should I leave, I have been here longer.''
J: ''Ah, but I have been at this school longer.''
R: ''Now I know why you don't have any friends.''
J: ''Who said I didn't have any friends ? I have loads of them, they're just invisible.''
Rory rolled her eyes and looked out of the window, deciding that it was a waste of time to keep arguing with him.
Jess smirked when he saw Rory's reaction. He didn't feel guilty at all, he actually liked teasing her and talking to her. Besides he knew she wasn't really mad at him. He caught her glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
R: ''You're really enjoying this, aren't you ?''
J: ''I'm smiling aren't I ?''
Rory smiled and turned her head so she could look at him again.
R: ''So, why do you always carry a book with you ?''
J: ''To read.''
R: ''And all this time I though you were just carrying a book with you, because it looked cool.''
She met Jess' eyes and focused on the little golden flecks in his eyes that were making her dizzy with curiosity and desire. Curious about him and desirous to run her hands through his black hair, just to see if she could make it even more messy. She softly laughed as she thought of this and Jess pretended that her laughter didn't affect him, but on the inside he was going crazy.
J: ''Will it does give me an edge.''
R: ''Yeah, a real geeky edge.''
J: ''You shouldn't be talking Mrs. Bookworm. Every time I see you you're reading.''
R: ''Same here.''
Jess shrugged.
J: ''I just like to read.''
R: ''And yet you fail English Literature.''
J: ''Go figure.''
He flipped his book open and started to read. When he glanced up he saw Rory watching him. He shifted his eyes back to his book and smiled.
Rory wondered what made Jess smile ? It couldn't possibly be the book. Hemingway had the talent to make you cry, but certainly not the talent to make you smile. When she saw Jess' smile, she wondered if maybe she should give Hemingway another try ? Maybe she missed something while she had been reading it ? Rory shrugged and shifted her eyes from Jess to the rows of books that were surrounding them, to see if she could find a copy of the book Jess was reading. When she found one, she smiled and promised herself that she would pick it up when she got the chance.
*~*~*
After school, Rory slowly made her way over to her locker. To her surprise Tristan wasn't there waiting for her. Normally he was always there, waiting for her so that he could open her locker for her or flash her one of his famous smiles that made you weak in the knees. Rory sighed and tried her combination. She prayed that for once her locker would just open, but after trying her combination two times, she gave up. She decided to try Tristan's approach and hit the locker with her fist. And it literally flew open, her books falling to the ground as it did. Rory sighed as she got down on her knees to pick up her books that were scattered all over. This so wasn't her day. At least there was no one around to see her like this. When she heard footsteps approach her, she wasn't that surprised. She already knew that she had been pushing her luck. Of course there would be someone around to see her like this. The footsteps stopped and moments later another pair of hands started helping her pick up her books. She would be sure to thank him, right after she had zapped his memory with the memory-eraser-thingy that they used in Men In Black. She reached for a book, just as the other person did too and their hands gently brushed against each other. This time she did look up to see who it was that had been helping her. She smiled when she saw who it was. Maybe she didn't need that memory-eraser-thingy after all.
R: ''Hey Dean.''
D: ''Having a bad day ?''
He handed the book to her.
R: ''You noticed huh ?''
She took the book from his hands and got up.
R: ''Thanks.''
D: ''No problem.''
She practically threw the books back in her locker and closed it before everything would fall on the floor again. When she turned around Dean was still there, smiling at her.
R: ''What are you so happy about ?''
Dean shrugged.
D: ''I just wanted to ask you something that will make your day better, but now I'm not sure anymore.''
R: ''Ask away. If it'll make my day better, I highly recommend you ask me that something.''
D: ''Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go get a cup of coffee with me ?''
R: ''Throw in a donut and I'm definitely there.''
D: ''You drive a hard bargain, but.........okay. Only if we have chocolate donuts that is ?''
R: ''Of course.''
She smiled at Dean as they started to head for the doors.
*~*~*
When they reached the diner, Dean insisted on getting the coffee and donuts while Rory found them a table. Finding the table took about two seconds. She shook her bag off of her shoulders and sat down on a chair. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.
Jeffrey: ''I thought Tristan had basketball practice after school ?''
Rory looked up and met Jeffrey's dark brown eyes that reminded her of Jess', but at the same time didn't even come close.
R: ''Hey, Jeffrey, right ?''
Jeffrey: ''As far as I know, yeah.''
His lips curled up into a smile, making his eyes light up as if he just met his favorite super hero or something.
Jeffrey: ''I'm guessing you're not here with Tristan ?''
R: ''No, I'm here with Dean.''
Jeffrey: ''Dean ?''
Jeffrey raised his eyebrows and looked at her as if she was speaking some language he didn't understand.
R: ''Yes, D-E-A-N.''
Jeffrey: ''I know how to spell it.''
R: ''Ah, but can you spell your own name ?''
Jeffrey: ''I don't know, it's longer so I might get confused.''
Rory shook her head and slightly laughed.
Jeffrey: ''Are you two serious ?''
R: ''As serious as two people who are getting coffee can be.''
Jeffrey: ''No sparks yet ?''
R: ''Unless there's firework going on outside, no.''
Jeffrey nodded and ran his hand through his hair.
Jeffrey: ''I have to go, I promised to meet Tristan after his practice.''
R: ''Tell him hi for me.''
Jeffrey: ''Will do, see ya later.''
R: ''Much later I hope.''
Jeffrey: ''My thoughts exactly. Bye.''
And with that he winked at her and left. As Rory waited for Dean, she wondered why everyone always assumed something when really they didn't know anything. It was called prove people!
*~*~*
As soon as Rory got home that afternoon, she grabbed the phone and disappeared into her room. As she dialed her best friend's number, she dropped herself on her bed and anxiously waited for someone to pick up the phone. Finally someone did.
Lane: ''Heya.''
R: ''Heya to you too.''
Lane: ''Rory ?''
R: ''Yep.''
Lane: ''O my God ! I haven't heard from you in like ages !''
R: ''Three days.''
Lane: ''Right, that's more like an eternity. So, what's up ? How's New York ? How are the people ? Most important, do you have a spare room ?''
Rory laughed at the sound of her best friends reaction to her phone call. She actually missed her craziness.
R: ''Everything's fine, I still have to get used to new York, the people are nicer than I thought they would be and yes we do have a spare bedroom.''
Lane: ''Good, you can be expecting me in a couple of hours.''
Rory laughed again.
R: ''How are things there ?''
Lane: ''Normal. Luke's moody, did you know your mom's phone call made the town news ?''
R: ''Kidding ?''
Lane: ''Nope, I'll mail you a copy.''
R: ''You better do that. Anything else I need to know off ?''
Lane: ''Kirk got another cat. He names it Cat Kirk 2.''
R: ''It sounds like a movie.''
Lane: ''That's exactly what he wanted. He said he wanted a name that would be memorable like Terminator 2.''
R: ''Horrible movie.''
Lane: ''Horrible, but memorable.''
R: ''Point taken.''
Lane: ''O and Miss. Patty and Babette are starting there own gossip column.''
R: ''I was wondering when that would happen.''
Lane: ''Me too, do you think Cat Kirk 2 will make the gossip column ?''
R: ''If it kills Kirk it might.''
Lane: ''We could only hope. So, have you made any friends yet ?''
R: ''A couple.''
Lane: ''Male or female ?''
R: ''Don't know.''
Lane: ''That definitely sounds like something for Stars Hollow's gossip column.''
R: ''What I mean is that I made a couple of female friends and I met three guys, but I'm not sure if they're friends or not.''
Lane: ''By not you mean something more, right ?''
R: ''I so missed you.''
Lane: ''It's good to be missed. So, spill. What are their names and most important who has you heart ?''
R: ''My heart ?''
Lane: ''Sorry, I just saw a commercial for blind dates.''
R: ''That explains it. Well, there names are Dean, Tristan and Jess.''
Lane: ''Hurry up, my mom's coming.''
R: ''Right now I think I'm most attracted to Jess.''
Lane: ''Why ? Forget it, my mom's coming up the stairs. Just mail me later okay ?''
Just at that moment Lorelai came into the room. She pointed at the phone. Rory mouthed Lane and immediately Lorelai took the phone out of Rory's hand and brought it to her mouth.
L: ''Hey Lane ! We miss you !.''
Rory pulled the phone out of her mother's hand and brought it to her ear again.
R: ''Sorry about that Lane. I'll mail you later and update you on everything.''
Lane: ''Don't forget to add descriptions of the guys.''
R: ''I won't. Bye.''
Lane: ''Hasta.''
R: ''Ooo Spanish.''
Lane: ''Yeah, new guy, mom, explain later, bye.''
Rory hung up with a smile on her face. Her mom, who had left her room already, was yelling something at her, but Rory wasn't listening. She was too caught up in her thoughts of how much she missed Stars Hollow and everyone who lived there. Even Kirk. But most of all she missed the bridge. It had always kind of been her sanctuary, she would go there almost every day and disappear from the rest of Stars Hollow, even if it only was for an hour. She thought about if she had a place like that here and the only place that came close was the window sill at the library. It was in the back and practically no one ever came there, except for Jess that was. Figuratively speaking it was slowly becoming their spot.
*A/N: Hey!!! I had so much trouble writing this chapter, you wouldn't believe! It turned out kind of long too! What I'm trying to say is that even though I know this chapter is as far from good as possible, I still decided to put it up, cause I didn't know what to change. Please leave a review and tell me honestly if this sucked or not. I already know it does, but sill......... Just let me know. Thanks for the reviews I got on the last chapter. They were amazing, every single one of them.
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Rory rested her head on her arms, that were lying on her table, and looked around the classroom. Most of the people she met were in this class including Jane, Dean and Tristan. But she wasn't looking for them, she was looking for him. He who entered her dreams, closing the door to reality silently behind him, making sure that he wouldn't wake her. Next time she would be sure to leave the door to her dreams open. He could even come into her daydreams if he wanted to. She sighed as she buried her head in her arms, hiding her face from everyone in the room. She wondered when she started to think of Jess in that way ? Apparently she wasn't there when her heart had made that decision. She heard Mrs. Hart come into the classroom and sat up straight again. Mrs. Hart patiently waited for the talking to die out and eventually it did. She started to say something, but Rory didn't really listen. After she had given them some notes and their assignment, she sat down behind her desk and started to mark papers or something. Rory didn't really care, she was too tired to care. She put her elbow on the table and rested her head on her hand. She got home pretty late last night and with the phone call to Luke and Jess appearing in her dreams, she didn't get that much sleep. Not that it wasn't worth it. The date with Tristan was great and it was definitely worth it to hear Luke's voice again. Especially when he started to yell at her mom when he realized who it was that was calling him so early. She wasn't sure about Jess though. Was he worth it ? She turned her head a little to look at him. A smile brought some of the spark back into her eyes when she saw him sitting in the back, reading. As if he sensed her eyes on him, he looked up at her. Rory was taken by surprise and started to blush. Jess shot her an amused smile when he saw her slightly colored cheeks and returned his attention back to his book, as hard as it was. Rory tore her eyes away from him when she heard someone calling her name. At first she thought that it was Mrs. Hart, but when she looked up she saw Dean looking at her.
R: ''Hey.''
Dean smiled at her.
D: ''Hey sleeping beauty.''
R: ''Sorry about that. I'm just tired.''
D: ''Date ran late ?''
Rory quickly glanced at Jess before she looked at Dean again. She noticed that his eyes darkened for a minute, making his eyes a shade darker than they normally were. As if a shadow was covering them.
R: ''Yeah, kinda.''
D: ''Did you have a good time ?''
Rory shrugged and looked around the classroom again. This time her gaze fell on Tristan who was looking straight at her. He winked at her and a smile appeared on her face as she remembered their date. The thing that surprised her about him was the fact that he didn't kiss her, he didn't even touch her when they were dancing. She never expected that from him. For some reason it was hard to believe that Tristan was satisfied with only the company of a girl. Whether he was that type of guy or not, it didn't matter. What mattered was that she had a great time with him last night, nothing more.
R: ''Yeah, we had fun. He took me to this night club, which isn't my thing by the way, but we ended up having a lot of fun. His friends were nice too. And besides he took me for coffee afterwards.''
D: ''Coffee huh ?''
Dean carefully stored that information in his mind.
R: ''Yep, I could use some right now. That or a magical potion that will suck the tiredness right out of me. But since you don't look like a warlock, I'm guessing the last one's out of the question. Which only leaves the first one, which is coffee. You don't happen to have some coffee for me, do you ?''
Dean laughed softly at her rambling and shook his head.
D: ''Sorry, I have a soda if you want. It doesn't have as much caffeine as coffee, but..........''
Rory smiled at him, making him think that she was actually listening to him. But she wasn't, she was looking at Jess bedazzled by how he could shut everyone out and make himself invisible if he wanted to. Invisible to everyone, except to her.
*~*~*
When it was lunchtime Rory didn't even bother to go to the cafeteria. She was too tired to deal with Jane and her friends asking all kinds of questions about her date with Tristan. So, instead she went to the library to escape all those judging, piercing eyes. She headed straight for the window sill in the back, the same one as yesterday. She dropped her bag on the floor and sat down, resting her head against the cool glass of the window. She pulled her knees up and closed her eyes. She so had to get more sleep tonight.
As he quietly approached her, he studied her. If you didn't look any closer, you would think that she was crying or fascinated by something outside, but when he came closer he saw that her eyes, that reminded him of the portals to heaven, were closed. A smirk crept onto his face as he glided his eyes from her body to her face. For some reason she reminded him of a little girl. A little girl that thought that whenever she closed her eyes, she would appear invisible to the rest of the world. Jess wondered if that was what she was trying to do. Was she trying to hide from everyone ? He moved closer towards her until he was standing right next to her. If he wanted to he could reach out his hand and touch her cheek, but he didn't. He hardly knew her, but for some reason he was attracted to her, like a magnet was attracted to iron. Or a the way a magpie was attracted to anything that shone. He looked down on her and savored the way she looked so beautiful sitting here, while the sun rays were falling on her, making it seem as if some parts of her hair were lighter than others. He traced the lines of her face with his eyes as he wondered if she knew that he was looking at her. Suddenly he felt like a thieve. Stealing a look at her like this. So, he took a step back, giving her back a piece of her privacy.
J: ''So, Cinderella, how was the ball ?''
At the sound of his voice, her eyes flew open and she turned her head to see if it was really him. Even though she heard his voice and had felt his presence before he actually spoke, she was still surprised to see him standing there. Looking so comfortable with a book in his hand and his backpack, that hung casually over his shoulder.
J: ''Was he your prince charming ?''
Rory sat up straight and met his eyes, hoping that she would at least be able to ask one question before she would lose herself in them.
R: ''Why do you care ?''
Jess shrugged.
J: ''I don't.''
Rory searched his eyes to see if he was lying or if he really didn't care, but no matter how hard she looked, there was nothing to find.
J: ''Mind if I join you ?''
He gestured towards the window sill and Rory nodded. He sat down across from her, dropping his bag on the floor next to hers. Rory made pulled her knees closer to her body and wrapped her arms around them, looking at Jess as he installed himself on the other end of the window sill.
J: ''So, did you have fun with the brainless and stupid ?''
Rory was shocked by his question and by the way he referred to Tristan, Jane and basically everyone who was popular.
R: ''Is that what you call them ?''
J: ''If the name fits.''
R: ''How can you call them that when you obviously don't know them ?''
Jess looked up at her. By the anger in her eyes and the defensive tone in her voice he knew that he had hit a nerve. Still he had to hide a smile from her. He found it rather amusing that she was defending these people when she hardly knew them.
R: ''They're pretty nice you know. So they haven't ever heard of Pablo Neruda and think that Shakespeare is just some dead writer, that still doesn't give you the right to judge them. Did you ever spend any time with them ? No, I did, so until you spend some time with them...........''
J: ''Shakespeare is just some dead writer.''
He said it with an amused look on his face.
R: ''Maybe his body is gone, but a part of him is still here. I mean just look at all the great plays he left behind.''
J: ''I know, but I was just proving a point.''
R: ''What point ?''
J: ''That you were wrong and that they were right.''
R: ''What are..................?''
J: ''You said that they think that Shakespeare is just some dead writer and he is and that makes you wrong.''
R: ''For your information I never said that he wasn't just a dead writer, I just pointed out that even though he's dead he's still here.''
J: ''That makes a lot of sense.''
R: ''You can find another place to spend your lunch now.''
J: ''Thanks for your kind suggestion, but I kind of like it here. I mean with the sun and stuff. But if you wanna leave...........''
R: ''Why should I leave, I have been here longer.''
J: ''Ah, but I have been at this school longer.''
R: ''Now I know why you don't have any friends.''
J: ''Who said I didn't have any friends ? I have loads of them, they're just invisible.''
Rory rolled her eyes and looked out of the window, deciding that it was a waste of time to keep arguing with him.
Jess smirked when he saw Rory's reaction. He didn't feel guilty at all, he actually liked teasing her and talking to her. Besides he knew she wasn't really mad at him. He caught her glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
R: ''You're really enjoying this, aren't you ?''
J: ''I'm smiling aren't I ?''
Rory smiled and turned her head so she could look at him again.
R: ''So, why do you always carry a book with you ?''
J: ''To read.''
R: ''And all this time I though you were just carrying a book with you, because it looked cool.''
She met Jess' eyes and focused on the little golden flecks in his eyes that were making her dizzy with curiosity and desire. Curious about him and desirous to run her hands through his black hair, just to see if she could make it even more messy. She softly laughed as she thought of this and Jess pretended that her laughter didn't affect him, but on the inside he was going crazy.
J: ''Will it does give me an edge.''
R: ''Yeah, a real geeky edge.''
J: ''You shouldn't be talking Mrs. Bookworm. Every time I see you you're reading.''
R: ''Same here.''
Jess shrugged.
J: ''I just like to read.''
R: ''And yet you fail English Literature.''
J: ''Go figure.''
He flipped his book open and started to read. When he glanced up he saw Rory watching him. He shifted his eyes back to his book and smiled.
Rory wondered what made Jess smile ? It couldn't possibly be the book. Hemingway had the talent to make you cry, but certainly not the talent to make you smile. When she saw Jess' smile, she wondered if maybe she should give Hemingway another try ? Maybe she missed something while she had been reading it ? Rory shrugged and shifted her eyes from Jess to the rows of books that were surrounding them, to see if she could find a copy of the book Jess was reading. When she found one, she smiled and promised herself that she would pick it up when she got the chance.
*~*~*
After school, Rory slowly made her way over to her locker. To her surprise Tristan wasn't there waiting for her. Normally he was always there, waiting for her so that he could open her locker for her or flash her one of his famous smiles that made you weak in the knees. Rory sighed and tried her combination. She prayed that for once her locker would just open, but after trying her combination two times, she gave up. She decided to try Tristan's approach and hit the locker with her fist. And it literally flew open, her books falling to the ground as it did. Rory sighed as she got down on her knees to pick up her books that were scattered all over. This so wasn't her day. At least there was no one around to see her like this. When she heard footsteps approach her, she wasn't that surprised. She already knew that she had been pushing her luck. Of course there would be someone around to see her like this. The footsteps stopped and moments later another pair of hands started helping her pick up her books. She would be sure to thank him, right after she had zapped his memory with the memory-eraser-thingy that they used in Men In Black. She reached for a book, just as the other person did too and their hands gently brushed against each other. This time she did look up to see who it was that had been helping her. She smiled when she saw who it was. Maybe she didn't need that memory-eraser-thingy after all.
R: ''Hey Dean.''
D: ''Having a bad day ?''
He handed the book to her.
R: ''You noticed huh ?''
She took the book from his hands and got up.
R: ''Thanks.''
D: ''No problem.''
She practically threw the books back in her locker and closed it before everything would fall on the floor again. When she turned around Dean was still there, smiling at her.
R: ''What are you so happy about ?''
Dean shrugged.
D: ''I just wanted to ask you something that will make your day better, but now I'm not sure anymore.''
R: ''Ask away. If it'll make my day better, I highly recommend you ask me that something.''
D: ''Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go get a cup of coffee with me ?''
R: ''Throw in a donut and I'm definitely there.''
D: ''You drive a hard bargain, but.........okay. Only if we have chocolate donuts that is ?''
R: ''Of course.''
She smiled at Dean as they started to head for the doors.
*~*~*
When they reached the diner, Dean insisted on getting the coffee and donuts while Rory found them a table. Finding the table took about two seconds. She shook her bag off of her shoulders and sat down on a chair. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.
Jeffrey: ''I thought Tristan had basketball practice after school ?''
Rory looked up and met Jeffrey's dark brown eyes that reminded her of Jess', but at the same time didn't even come close.
R: ''Hey, Jeffrey, right ?''
Jeffrey: ''As far as I know, yeah.''
His lips curled up into a smile, making his eyes light up as if he just met his favorite super hero or something.
Jeffrey: ''I'm guessing you're not here with Tristan ?''
R: ''No, I'm here with Dean.''
Jeffrey: ''Dean ?''
Jeffrey raised his eyebrows and looked at her as if she was speaking some language he didn't understand.
R: ''Yes, D-E-A-N.''
Jeffrey: ''I know how to spell it.''
R: ''Ah, but can you spell your own name ?''
Jeffrey: ''I don't know, it's longer so I might get confused.''
Rory shook her head and slightly laughed.
Jeffrey: ''Are you two serious ?''
R: ''As serious as two people who are getting coffee can be.''
Jeffrey: ''No sparks yet ?''
R: ''Unless there's firework going on outside, no.''
Jeffrey nodded and ran his hand through his hair.
Jeffrey: ''I have to go, I promised to meet Tristan after his practice.''
R: ''Tell him hi for me.''
Jeffrey: ''Will do, see ya later.''
R: ''Much later I hope.''
Jeffrey: ''My thoughts exactly. Bye.''
And with that he winked at her and left. As Rory waited for Dean, she wondered why everyone always assumed something when really they didn't know anything. It was called prove people!
*~*~*
As soon as Rory got home that afternoon, she grabbed the phone and disappeared into her room. As she dialed her best friend's number, she dropped herself on her bed and anxiously waited for someone to pick up the phone. Finally someone did.
Lane: ''Heya.''
R: ''Heya to you too.''
Lane: ''Rory ?''
R: ''Yep.''
Lane: ''O my God ! I haven't heard from you in like ages !''
R: ''Three days.''
Lane: ''Right, that's more like an eternity. So, what's up ? How's New York ? How are the people ? Most important, do you have a spare room ?''
Rory laughed at the sound of her best friends reaction to her phone call. She actually missed her craziness.
R: ''Everything's fine, I still have to get used to new York, the people are nicer than I thought they would be and yes we do have a spare bedroom.''
Lane: ''Good, you can be expecting me in a couple of hours.''
Rory laughed again.
R: ''How are things there ?''
Lane: ''Normal. Luke's moody, did you know your mom's phone call made the town news ?''
R: ''Kidding ?''
Lane: ''Nope, I'll mail you a copy.''
R: ''You better do that. Anything else I need to know off ?''
Lane: ''Kirk got another cat. He names it Cat Kirk 2.''
R: ''It sounds like a movie.''
Lane: ''That's exactly what he wanted. He said he wanted a name that would be memorable like Terminator 2.''
R: ''Horrible movie.''
Lane: ''Horrible, but memorable.''
R: ''Point taken.''
Lane: ''O and Miss. Patty and Babette are starting there own gossip column.''
R: ''I was wondering when that would happen.''
Lane: ''Me too, do you think Cat Kirk 2 will make the gossip column ?''
R: ''If it kills Kirk it might.''
Lane: ''We could only hope. So, have you made any friends yet ?''
R: ''A couple.''
Lane: ''Male or female ?''
R: ''Don't know.''
Lane: ''That definitely sounds like something for Stars Hollow's gossip column.''
R: ''What I mean is that I made a couple of female friends and I met three guys, but I'm not sure if they're friends or not.''
Lane: ''By not you mean something more, right ?''
R: ''I so missed you.''
Lane: ''It's good to be missed. So, spill. What are their names and most important who has you heart ?''
R: ''My heart ?''
Lane: ''Sorry, I just saw a commercial for blind dates.''
R: ''That explains it. Well, there names are Dean, Tristan and Jess.''
Lane: ''Hurry up, my mom's coming.''
R: ''Right now I think I'm most attracted to Jess.''
Lane: ''Why ? Forget it, my mom's coming up the stairs. Just mail me later okay ?''
Just at that moment Lorelai came into the room. She pointed at the phone. Rory mouthed Lane and immediately Lorelai took the phone out of Rory's hand and brought it to her mouth.
L: ''Hey Lane ! We miss you !.''
Rory pulled the phone out of her mother's hand and brought it to her ear again.
R: ''Sorry about that Lane. I'll mail you later and update you on everything.''
Lane: ''Don't forget to add descriptions of the guys.''
R: ''I won't. Bye.''
Lane: ''Hasta.''
R: ''Ooo Spanish.''
Lane: ''Yeah, new guy, mom, explain later, bye.''
Rory hung up with a smile on her face. Her mom, who had left her room already, was yelling something at her, but Rory wasn't listening. She was too caught up in her thoughts of how much she missed Stars Hollow and everyone who lived there. Even Kirk. But most of all she missed the bridge. It had always kind of been her sanctuary, she would go there almost every day and disappear from the rest of Stars Hollow, even if it only was for an hour. She thought about if she had a place like that here and the only place that came close was the window sill at the library. It was in the back and practically no one ever came there, except for Jess that was. Figuratively speaking it was slowly becoming their spot.
