A/N- Thanks for the reviews! Sorry I haven't updated in a while! I've been
in New York and well, that's a whole different story in itself, but here's
the next chapter.
"That girl's weird," Jake said, plopping down on the couch next to his brother and best bud Allen.
"Who?" Allen asked, finishing his third beer.
"Her name is Rory," Jake answered, lighting up a cigarette.
"You met her?" Jess asked.
"Yup," Jake responded, messing up Jess' hair.
"Beautiful isn't she?" Jess asked, pulling out his little black comb and brushing his hair slick back.
"I guess," Jake stated, trying to remain cool.
"Oh come on Jake, she is and you know it!" Jess stated laughing at his brother's ignorance.
"I wanna meet her," Allen said.
"You will, probably," Jake stated.
"She's different from the other girls, that's what I like about her," Jess said staring off into space.
The afternoon slipped away as quickly as the water ran down into the drain, and as Rory walked through the simple and eerily picturesque town, she felt alone, and that scared the hell out of her. Soon the stars came out and lit up the black canvas called sky until she couldn't ignore them any longer. She sat down on a bridge, with her legs dangling over the water, and stared up into the air.
"I left the jacket at home," Jess said coming up behind her.
Rory turned around and found herself smiling at the dark haired rebel, slightly disturbed she turned back around and furrowed her brow.
"That's a step," Rory answered.
"Yeah, I guess it is, but I still like it," Jess said, sitting down next to her.
Jess stared at her as she stared out into the open space around them.
"Where did all your words go?" Jess asked.
"I left them at home," she answered.
Jess smiled, and turned to look out into the night too.
"Sorry," Rory said abruptly.
"For what?" Jess asked, taken back.
"For treating you like trash," Rory answered simply.
Jess turned back to the beauty before him and chuckled.
"It's okay, I'm used to it," he stated.
Rory turned towards the man before her and frowned.
"You shouldn't be though," she responded.
"What?"
"Listen Jess, I think the thing that irks me about you is that you don't push yourself to become something. This isn't you, this tough greaser, it just isn't. You could be so much more if you wanted. I believe in you, even if you don't believe in yourself," Rory answered, starring into his chocolate brown eyes.
Jess just stared back, unable to form words that would depict his state of mind. Rory stood up and smoothed out her skirt, and before she disappeared into the darkness, she turned and faced Jess.
"I like the jacket too," she said with a smile and with that she was gone.
"That girl's weird," Jake said, plopping down on the couch next to his brother and best bud Allen.
"Who?" Allen asked, finishing his third beer.
"Her name is Rory," Jake answered, lighting up a cigarette.
"You met her?" Jess asked.
"Yup," Jake responded, messing up Jess' hair.
"Beautiful isn't she?" Jess asked, pulling out his little black comb and brushing his hair slick back.
"I guess," Jake stated, trying to remain cool.
"Oh come on Jake, she is and you know it!" Jess stated laughing at his brother's ignorance.
"I wanna meet her," Allen said.
"You will, probably," Jake stated.
"She's different from the other girls, that's what I like about her," Jess said staring off into space.
The afternoon slipped away as quickly as the water ran down into the drain, and as Rory walked through the simple and eerily picturesque town, she felt alone, and that scared the hell out of her. Soon the stars came out and lit up the black canvas called sky until she couldn't ignore them any longer. She sat down on a bridge, with her legs dangling over the water, and stared up into the air.
"I left the jacket at home," Jess said coming up behind her.
Rory turned around and found herself smiling at the dark haired rebel, slightly disturbed she turned back around and furrowed her brow.
"That's a step," Rory answered.
"Yeah, I guess it is, but I still like it," Jess said, sitting down next to her.
Jess stared at her as she stared out into the open space around them.
"Where did all your words go?" Jess asked.
"I left them at home," she answered.
Jess smiled, and turned to look out into the night too.
"Sorry," Rory said abruptly.
"For what?" Jess asked, taken back.
"For treating you like trash," Rory answered simply.
Jess turned back to the beauty before him and chuckled.
"It's okay, I'm used to it," he stated.
Rory turned towards the man before her and frowned.
"You shouldn't be though," she responded.
"What?"
"Listen Jess, I think the thing that irks me about you is that you don't push yourself to become something. This isn't you, this tough greaser, it just isn't. You could be so much more if you wanted. I believe in you, even if you don't believe in yourself," Rory answered, starring into his chocolate brown eyes.
Jess just stared back, unable to form words that would depict his state of mind. Rory stood up and smoothed out her skirt, and before she disappeared into the darkness, she turned and faced Jess.
"I like the jacket too," she said with a smile and with that she was gone.