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A/N: Hey guys! I know I said no more long A/Ns. I lied. It's 9:30 am and I'm actually up. I got to bed at 6 am. I don't know what it is with me lately but I cannot sleep. I have a chapter for Romeo and Juliet going in my head, but I want to get this out. Oh yeah, sorry about being so late. And get this, I think someone is secretly dying my hair while I sleep and in reality I'm a redhead. No offense to redheads but I'm sure you'll know what I mean. I went out side for five minutes, FIVE MINUTES, yesterday and I got sunburned. My face, my arms, and my chest. I had all my chest covered too. Ridiculous. I just forgot how to spell that. Can you believe it? 9:30 am!! No coffee!!
Okay. I have my coffee now.
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Okay, so I have nothing of any importance to the story to say, other than I apologize for being so long. So here's the chapter. Enjoy. ::Little blue button pouts and says 'Push me!'::
~*~*~*~*Chapter 9*~*~*~*~
"We can pack your winter wardrobe, a good half of the books, the stuff from your walls...." Luke trailed off looking at the gaping Rory. "What?"
"What am I going to do once I pack those things?" Rory asked.
"Send them over to the apartment?" Very touchy ground, Luke reminded himself. The Gilmore's are insane.
"All alone? They'll be lonely."
There it is. The insanity. "They're inanimate objects, Rory." No! Rewind, rewind!
"Uh! They have feelings too!" Rory crossed her arms and looked at Luke who was now standing with his head bent, silently cursing himself for saying anything.
"What's going on, I heard yelling? Did Luke drop something on his toe?" Lorelai came in.
"No. But he should have. He said I should pack some things and send them over to the apartment." Rory said.
"All alone?" Lorelai said.
Rory nodded somberly and both gave Luke a look.
"It's perfectly reasonable to pack things and send them ahead to the apartment." Luke started in his defense.
"But they'll get lonely." Lorelai pouted.
"Exactly what I said." Rory nodded.
Luke scrambled for a bit of insanity to make them see the wisdom in what he was saying. "Look at it this way, they'll be lonely for a while but they'll get to gloat to all of their friends that were left behind that they got to see the apartment first." 'Did I just say that?' He thought.
"He has a point." Lorelai said.
"I hate it when he's right." Rory pouted.
"Me too. Damn sexy man, stop being right."
"Lorelai. Don't call me sexy man." Luke warned.
"Oh but it's okay if I do in the bedroom right?"
"Mom, gross! Stop there. Luke don't answer her." Rory made a disgusted face, but she was secretly laughing inside.
"Had no intentions doing so." Luke said, obviously embarrassed and more than a little annoyed.
"Thank you." She smiled appreciatively.
"Do you need help? I've got to get to the diner, but maybe I can come by later and...."
"No, thanks. I think I've got it. I have Mom and Jess will back soon to help." She rolled her eyes at the thought of Jess and her Mom helping. "And Lane'll be over in a few."
"But come over anyway." Lorelai said.
"And bring food."
"And coffee."
"Of course. Bye Ror. Bye Lorelai." He kissed Lorelai on the cheek and left for work.
"Cheek. Very 1950s." Rory commented.
"Still not comfortable with public displays of affection."
"He'll learn."
"That he will."
"Pack?" Rory said and dug out a crate Luke had brought over.
15 Minutes later
"I liked them pre-collaboration with Ja Rule. But after that I lost all respect for the band. And St. Anger, have you heard that yet? There's a total of five words in the seven minutes, twenty seconds of the song." Lane was telling Jess as they walked through Rory's door.
"Metallica?" Lorelai asked.
"Yeah." Lane said.
"I was trying to tell her how the greatness of the band could not be deflated because of one song. Even a sucky song like the one they did with Ja Rule." Jess said.
"Oh, that one sucked." Lorelai said.
"I have absolutely no idea what you guys are talking about." Rory stated.
"No taste." Lorelai said.
"Sadly uncultured." Jess intoned.
Lane just shook her head.
"Hey!" Rory mock pouted. "Are you guys going to help me pack?"
"Yep." The all said in unison and laughed.
Jess opened a drawer and started pulling out books. " The Red Tent, too biblical and woman-y, Inside a Whale and other essays, Heidi. Through the looking glass, To kill a mocking bird, O' Pioneers, a Separate Piece. The Great Stories of Franz Kafka, Edgar Allen Poe: A Collection of Dark Works. War of the Worlds, the Complete works of Shakespeare. Very nice collection."
"Thank you." Rory said.
"Tale of Two Cities, Oliver Twist, A Walk to Remember. A Walk to Remember?" He repeated. "Great American Poets, Camille, Great Works of Emily Dickinson, Tom Sawyer, The Adventures of Huck Finn, The Jungle Book. Emma, Dracula, The Devils Advocate, Red Badge of Courage, the Great Gatsby, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, Scarlet Letter, Silas Marner, Pride and Prejudice, Dog Song, War and Peace."
"Well thank you, I know what books I have." Rory said.
" The Yearling, The Giver, Timothy and the Cay, Seven Short Novel Masterpieces, the Diaries of Anne Frank. Great selection. I was surprised to see some of these books. Others were predictable. Share?"
"Of course." Rory said, pulling out another drawer and beginning to load a crate. "You haven't gotten to my biographies yet, I see."
"Let me show you a secret." Jess said.
It was two hours later and they had finally gotten all the books and CDs packed away. They had one trash bag full of folded clothes. Jess stuck the vacuum hose into the open end of the bag and sealed it with his hands. He turned the vacuum on and waiting a few seconds. The bag had shrunk to nearly a tenth of its original size.
"Cool trick." Rory said.
"How did you think I was able to carry all my stuff in one duffle bag?"
Later that week
"No pink!" Lorelai, Rory, and Lane said in unison.
"But pink is very womanly. You'll look cute in it." Emily said.
They were standing in Emily's living room discussing bridesmaid dresses. Lorelai had insisted on making Rory's wedding gown but Emily wanted to have her favorite seamstress make the bridesmaid gowns. Since they were a little cramped for time they agreed.
"Actually, I was thinking about shades of blue, Grandma." Rory said.
"Shades?" Emily asked.
"Yeah. You know since we're having the girls pick out dresses I thought they could have their own unique color too. But blue."
"Fine. Continue." Emily said, giving in.
"So, Rory, you still haven't told Mommy about the apartment you and Jess decided on." Lorelai stated.
"Oh. It's very big and spacey. It has it's own little foyer and steps down into the living room. There's two bedrooms, one we're going to put a computer in for Jess to use, he's decided on writing and reviewing books. The bathroom is a little cramped. The kitchen is separated from the living room by a bar with collapsible shutters and a swinging door. It's beautiful, I love it. It's only a couple of blocks from Yale, too, and that's very handy."
"Have you christened it yet?" Lorelai asked.
"Lorelai!" Emily gasped. "How could you have suggested such a thing?" She turned to Rory. "It sounds very nice dear."
When Emily had turned around Rory looked over at Lorelai and nodded.
"Ah. Here they are." Emily said handing some catalogs to the girls. She grabbed a notepad. "Okay, now, we need to make a guest list. Who should we invite?"
"Oh, I don't know. The immediate family of course. You can handle that Grandma. Not too many though. Um..." Rory trailed off.
"Mia, definitely Mia. And Christopher....right?" Lorelai said. The last she asked as if she was not certain of the answer.
"Of course. Dad. Yeah, we'll invite him. The Kim's. But that's a no brainer. Dean." She stopped. Everyone was looking at her. "What?"
"You want to invite Dean to your wedding? Are you sure that's a good idea?" Lorelai said.
"Yeah. Last time Dean and Jess spoke they were friendly. And we're trying the whole friend thing right?"
"Tristan? Tristan DuGrey. Are you inviting him?" Paris piped up half distractedly. Everyone had nearly forgot she was there.
"I don't know. Do you think I should?"
"Yeah. I do."
"Okay, then. Tristan. Luke won't need an invitation. I wonder if Jess is going to invite Jimmy and Sasha. Amy has to come. If it weren't for her we wouldn't be together. Liz....no. I don't think we should invite her. That would be up to Jess though. Um, obviously Grandma and Grandpa. No Mr. and Mrs. Hayden. All of Stars Hollow."
"That's it?" Emily asked when Rory had stopped.
"Yeah. But Jess still has to figure out who he wants to invite. And the family I didn't mention. Oh no! Sookie and Jackson! They have to be invited. Michel!"
"Honey, since when did you like Michel?" Lorelai asked.
"Always. Michel is a big part of our lives, he was a big part of the Independance Inn and thus a big part of our lives. He kind of grows on you."
She went on and on naming the people she wanted to invite and the list grew and grew.
A/N: I'm stopping here because I feel like I am forcing this chapter. I know it's short and is not as good as my previous chapter, but next chapter will be longer and better. Two more chapters and this is over. Sadness.
