*Alright you guys! Here we go. I have had some reviews to speed up the
plot so that is what I am going
to try to do. But I can't make any promises. In my experience, even if you run into writer's block, stories
still write themselves. And to the girl (Allison) who said that neither Rory nor Medina talked like that in
class, I am sorry. Fanfiction is called fiction for a reason. But thanks for your input. I know I shouldn't
take reviews seriously, but I really do! I can't believe what I am going to do in this chapter but I am
adding a heart to heart. You know, I hate them, but I think it is just what Rory and Jess need to start to
feel closer to each other. Then the blows will fall harder. So just bear with me for a little while. But on
with the story now.*
"Now that," Rory said, "Was a crazy movie!"
"Yeah, Yeah," Jess grumbled.
"Admit it, I saw it in your eyes, or would that be my eyes? But anyways, I saw you were really
enjoying it."
"Fine, you got me to admit it. Now what do you want to do?"
"What time do you have to be home?"
"Well Lorelai said 11 but I think I can swing 11:30."
"How about we go by and see her...I haven't talked to her in awhile."
"In about a day!"
"Hey that is a long time for me."
"I haven't talked to my mother since I left New York the last time."
"That has been what? About six or so months?"
"Yeah, it's been awhile."
"Do you maybe just wanna go somewhere and talk?"
"That sounds good."
*The Bridge* (I know, the most clichéd spot for them to meet, but sue me!)
They settled down, feet almost touching the water.
"So do you want to talk?"
"What would make you think that?"
"I don't know," Rory shrugged, "I asked you if you wanted to go somewhere and talk and you said
yes so we went somewhere...now let's talk."
"I thought you meant 'talk'," he said, using air quotes.
"No such luck mister," she said punching him in the arm.
"What do you want to talk about," Jess asked.
"Well, let's talk about something new...your mom?"
"My mom?"
"Yes, one who gave birth to you, lives in New York, you lived with her for 16 years...am I
ringing any bells?"
"I know, but there is not much to say about here. You have probably heard it from Luke or anyone
else in this town that knew her. She was a fake blonde who slept around. She was a flake and left as
soon as she barely passed high school. A lot like Shane if you ask me, but you didn't."
"So did you ever really get along? Did you fight a lot? Or was she never really around to fight with?"
"Um, well she was hardly around...mostly 'slept over' with boyfriends. But when she was home
we definitely never got along."
"That is how it is with Christopher. Mom was around and surprise, surprise, as I was going through the
wonderful thing called puberty, we fought occasionally. But my dad and I had sort of a bad fall out once
and things have never really been the same. What about your dad?"
"Oh, Jimmy, a greeeeaaat guy. As Luke and my mom love to tell it, he went out for diapers just
after I was born and never came or looked back. Lives in California, owns or works at some hot dog
stand. I am not actually 100% sure of where he is or what he is doing. To tell you the truth I couldn't
give a fuck."
Rory stiffened at the anger in his voice.
"Maybe we should go to Luke's and get some coffee or something...or go and get some ice
cream."
"No Rory, we need to discuss things. Makes a good friendship."
"So we are friends now?"
"We switched bodies...I think that makes us at least friendly."
"Yeah I guess."
"But can we just not talk about my family...anything else is free territory."
"Well there is thing I have always wondered...is it normal for a boy's..."
"OK, almost everything."
"I am just kidding...so what happened with Shane, you both seemed so happy," Rory said
sarcastically.
"We had artistic differences."
"OK," Rory said laughing, "What does that mean?"
"She had a different idea than me about where our relationship should lead."
"Oh," Rory said, realizing what he meant.
They sat in silence for a little while.
"I know what you might be thinking Rory. I am not going to lie to you. I am not a virgin. Big
shock, I know. But I have never slept with a girl that I didn't love or at least have strong feelings about."
"OK."
"I just didn't feel anything with Shane. Sure she was a good distraction and was something to
do.wait...she was something that occupied my time, but I never loved her, never even really liked her."
"That's nice."
"Does this make you uncomfortable Rory?" Jess asked mockingly.
"Yes Jess," Rory snapped, "As a matter of fact, it kind of does. I mean Dean and I never.."
"Never had sex, yeah I know."
"But it was never on the agenda. I never even thought
about it. Sad, I know. But I just
couldn't see it with Dean. Crazy."
"Not so crazy."
"I guess not."
They sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Have you ever been in love Jess?"
"Once, still am," he answered pensively.
"Oh."
"You?"
"Once as well."
"Damn," Jess thought, "Then she never loved me...either Tristan or Dean. I just won't tell her
about Tristan coming back. It will be for the best."
"Listen Jess," Rory said, standing up, "I think I better get home. I have school tomorrow and I
have to work early shift. I'll see you later."
"Rory," Jess called as she was walking away.
"Yeah?"
"Are we friends?"
Rory walked over to Jess.
"Friends," she said, kissing him on the cheek.
"Friends," he repeated to her retreating back.
*And then Dawson turned to Joey and said I love you. I should be a writer for the damn soaps. I can do
some dramatic mush. But whatever. This is what was written. Long enough, so people can't complain
about that. Please review, and try to keep them a few degrees below scalding. Thanks for reading.*
to try to do. But I can't make any promises. In my experience, even if you run into writer's block, stories
still write themselves. And to the girl (Allison) who said that neither Rory nor Medina talked like that in
class, I am sorry. Fanfiction is called fiction for a reason. But thanks for your input. I know I shouldn't
take reviews seriously, but I really do! I can't believe what I am going to do in this chapter but I am
adding a heart to heart. You know, I hate them, but I think it is just what Rory and Jess need to start to
feel closer to each other. Then the blows will fall harder. So just bear with me for a little while. But on
with the story now.*
"Now that," Rory said, "Was a crazy movie!"
"Yeah, Yeah," Jess grumbled.
"Admit it, I saw it in your eyes, or would that be my eyes? But anyways, I saw you were really
enjoying it."
"Fine, you got me to admit it. Now what do you want to do?"
"What time do you have to be home?"
"Well Lorelai said 11 but I think I can swing 11:30."
"How about we go by and see her...I haven't talked to her in awhile."
"In about a day!"
"Hey that is a long time for me."
"I haven't talked to my mother since I left New York the last time."
"That has been what? About six or so months?"
"Yeah, it's been awhile."
"Do you maybe just wanna go somewhere and talk?"
"That sounds good."
*The Bridge* (I know, the most clichéd spot for them to meet, but sue me!)
They settled down, feet almost touching the water.
"So do you want to talk?"
"What would make you think that?"
"I don't know," Rory shrugged, "I asked you if you wanted to go somewhere and talk and you said
yes so we went somewhere...now let's talk."
"I thought you meant 'talk'," he said, using air quotes.
"No such luck mister," she said punching him in the arm.
"What do you want to talk about," Jess asked.
"Well, let's talk about something new...your mom?"
"My mom?"
"Yes, one who gave birth to you, lives in New York, you lived with her for 16 years...am I
ringing any bells?"
"I know, but there is not much to say about here. You have probably heard it from Luke or anyone
else in this town that knew her. She was a fake blonde who slept around. She was a flake and left as
soon as she barely passed high school. A lot like Shane if you ask me, but you didn't."
"So did you ever really get along? Did you fight a lot? Or was she never really around to fight with?"
"Um, well she was hardly around...mostly 'slept over' with boyfriends. But when she was home
we definitely never got along."
"That is how it is with Christopher. Mom was around and surprise, surprise, as I was going through the
wonderful thing called puberty, we fought occasionally. But my dad and I had sort of a bad fall out once
and things have never really been the same. What about your dad?"
"Oh, Jimmy, a greeeeaaat guy. As Luke and my mom love to tell it, he went out for diapers just
after I was born and never came or looked back. Lives in California, owns or works at some hot dog
stand. I am not actually 100% sure of where he is or what he is doing. To tell you the truth I couldn't
give a fuck."
Rory stiffened at the anger in his voice.
"Maybe we should go to Luke's and get some coffee or something...or go and get some ice
cream."
"No Rory, we need to discuss things. Makes a good friendship."
"So we are friends now?"
"We switched bodies...I think that makes us at least friendly."
"Yeah I guess."
"But can we just not talk about my family...anything else is free territory."
"Well there is thing I have always wondered...is it normal for a boy's..."
"OK, almost everything."
"I am just kidding...so what happened with Shane, you both seemed so happy," Rory said
sarcastically.
"We had artistic differences."
"OK," Rory said laughing, "What does that mean?"
"She had a different idea than me about where our relationship should lead."
"Oh," Rory said, realizing what he meant.
They sat in silence for a little while.
"I know what you might be thinking Rory. I am not going to lie to you. I am not a virgin. Big
shock, I know. But I have never slept with a girl that I didn't love or at least have strong feelings about."
"OK."
"I just didn't feel anything with Shane. Sure she was a good distraction and was something to
do.wait...she was something that occupied my time, but I never loved her, never even really liked her."
"That's nice."
"Does this make you uncomfortable Rory?" Jess asked mockingly.
"Yes Jess," Rory snapped, "As a matter of fact, it kind of does. I mean Dean and I never.."
"Never had sex, yeah I know."
"But it was never on the agenda. I never even thought
about it. Sad, I know. But I just
couldn't see it with Dean. Crazy."
"Not so crazy."
"I guess not."
They sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Have you ever been in love Jess?"
"Once, still am," he answered pensively.
"Oh."
"You?"
"Once as well."
"Damn," Jess thought, "Then she never loved me...either Tristan or Dean. I just won't tell her
about Tristan coming back. It will be for the best."
"Listen Jess," Rory said, standing up, "I think I better get home. I have school tomorrow and I
have to work early shift. I'll see you later."
"Rory," Jess called as she was walking away.
"Yeah?"
"Are we friends?"
Rory walked over to Jess.
"Friends," she said, kissing him on the cheek.
"Friends," he repeated to her retreating back.
*And then Dawson turned to Joey and said I love you. I should be a writer for the damn soaps. I can do
some dramatic mush. But whatever. This is what was written. Long enough, so people can't complain
about that. Please review, and try to keep them a few degrees below scalding. Thanks for reading.*
