*Disclaimer: I don't own the series Gilmore Girls or the characters, except
for Mr. Black. All I own is my imagination and the plot.
*A/N: Hey!!! Thank you so much for all the reviews I got on the last chapter. I really appreciated them and because of them I decided to write chapter 4. So, here it is. Please tell me what you think of it. Opinions on how I'm writing the characters are greatly appreciated.
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
When Rory reached the beach she gasped and stopped a moment to take in the scenery. It was even more beautiful in the afternoon sun than it had been in the rays of the morning light. Rory looked up at the clear, blue sky and couldn't believe that this island was part of this earth. It seemed more like a place out of an old book that told the story of pirates that were looking for buried treasure. A place that only existed in her imagination, but yet it was here. She could feel the hot sand underneath her bare feet and smiled when she felt how soft the sand was and how it gently brushed her feet as she walked. She made her way over to a couple of palm-trees that threw their shadows on the white sand, painting it black in their shade. Rory sat down on the sand, digging her toes into it as she let the ocean breeze play with her hair. She smiled and looked at her friends, who seemed to be forgetting about everything as they were laughing and playing in the almost transparent blue water. Here their lives seems so carefree, no distractions from the rest of the world. Finally Lane noticed her and motioned for Rory to join them. Rory was still trying to decide if she should join them or not, when Dean came towards her. Before she knew it the decision was taken out of her hands. Dean lifted her up from the quiet spot where she was sitting, placing one arm underneath her knees and the other one around her back so that he could support the rest of her weight. He smiled at her and started to head over to the water as quick as he could. When Rory realized what he was doing she started to protest, but Dean ignored her protests and tightened his grip on her as they approached the ocean. Once they reached it, Dean let go of Rory. When Dean dropped Rory in the water she screamed. Once she felt the cool water enclose around her she started to laugh. Around her she could hear Dean, Lane and Dave doing the same.
R: ''Should have figured you would do that.''
Dean smiled and moved closer to her. He slid his hands around her waist and brought his head closer to hers until their noses were almost touching.
D: ''So, you still think this is too good to be true ?''
Rory put her arms around his neck and met his eyes.
R: ''I think I'm starting to get over that.''
D: ''Good.''
He moved his lips towards hers and kissed her. Rory took in the feel of his lips on hers and liked the way his lips tasted a little salt. Suddenly Lane coughed and Rory and Dean broke apart.
Lane: ''You two are like a couple of newly weds.''
R: ''Jealous ?''
Lane: ''Oh yeah, that's it. I want Dean to be mine, you've figured out my secret.''
Dave: ''Are you telling me that you don't love me ?''
Lane: ''What if I say yes ?''
Dave didn't answer her and moved closer to her. He grabbed her and started to pull her underwater. Lane shrieked and tried to move away from Dave. But Dave grabbed her by her arm and pulled her back. He put his arms around Lane and pulled her in for a kiss. Dean whistled and Rory softly laughed, thinking that sometimes guys still behaved like a couple of kids.
R: ''Have you guys seen Paris ?''
Lane: ''She's over there.''
Lane pointed at a figure that was lying on a bright colored towel underneath the biggest palm-tree they had ever seen.
R: ''Has she been in the water yet ?''
Dave shook her head.
D: ''Nope, she's been lying there ever since we got here.''
Lane: ''She's even more boring than you.''
R: ''Thanks.''
Lane: ''Welcome.''
Rory shot Lane a look, but couldn't help to smile.
R: ''What do you say we go over there and get her ?''
D: ''Why ?''
Dave: ''Yeah, if she rather read let her.''
Rory sighed and looked at Lane.
R: ''Lane ?''
Lane: ''Fine.''
The two girls got out of the water and started to walk over to the spot where Paris was lying, passing Jess and Shane on the way. Rory couldn't resist to glance at them. Jess was lying on his back, reading and Shane was resting her head on Jess' chest as she was tanning with her eyes closed. Even though Rory didn't like Shane, she couldn't help but think that they did make a cute couple. Seeing them like this, they looked like one of those couples that you saw in commercials for bikini's and swimming-trunks. Rory sighed. Lane put her arm around Rory's shoulder and gave her a comforting hug.
Lane: ''Whatever you're thinking, don't.''
R: ''I can't help it. They just look so perfect.........together.''
Lane: ''Just like you and Dean do.''
R: ''Yeah, me and Dean.............''
Rory turned her head and continued walking in Paris' direction.
Jess lowered his book a little, so he could look at Rory. A smile crystallized on his face as he followed Rory with his eyes. He let his eyes glide from her hair, down her back, to her hips, down her legs and back up to her hips again. He pictured what it would be like to feel her bare skin underneath his fingertips. He imagined her lips on his as he was tracing his fingers up and down her back. Would she smile at him as he did this and melt his heart or would she get involved herself and play with his hair ? Jess started reading again with a small smile on his face, taking the mystery out of his eyes.
The two girls reached Paris and looked down on her as she was lying there with her eyes closed. Suddenly she opened them as if she knew that they were watching her.
P: ''Hey.''
R: ''Hey.''
P: ''Did you two want anything ?''
R: ''Yeah, actually we did.''
P: ''Well, what is it ? I don't have all day you know.''
Lane: ''Actually you do. We're on a deserted island remember ?''
Paris gave her an annoyed look and shifted her eyes from Lane to Rory and back again.
P: ''It's just a saying.''
R: ''We were wondering if you would want to join us ?''
P: ''Join you ?''
R: ''Yeah.''
P: ''In the water ?''
Lane: ''No, in a palm-tree.''
Rory shot Lane a warning look before she looked at Paris again.
R: ''Come on Paris. It'll be fun, you'll see. Just give it a chance.''
P: ''Why should I ?''
Lane: ''Cause if you don't we're going to have to do it the hard way.''
P: ''The hard way ? Should I be intimidated now ?''
Lane: ''I warned you.''
Lane grabbed Paris' legs as Rory grabbed both of Paris' arms. They started to carry Paris to the ocean, ignoring her cries as they did. Moments later Paris was just as soaked as Lane and Rory were. Rory smiled and looked around the beach. When she spotted Tristan sitting on her towel, she lowered her eyes as if she was trying to decide if she should go over there or not. Finally she made her mind up.
R: ''I'll be right back !''
She got out of the water and went over to Tristan. She was surprised to see that he was holding 'Island of the Blue Dolphins' by Scott O'Dell in his hands. He didn't look up so Rory decided to sit down next to him. She watched him read with an amused look on her face. Who ever thought that he could actually read ? Finally Tristan looked up. When he noticed her a faint color of red started to spread across his cheeks.
T: ''Rory, hey.''
R: ''Hey.''
T: ''Sorry.''
He closed the book and handed it to her.
R: ''That's alright. I didn't know you read, let alone literature.''
Tristan shrugged.
T: ''I just wanted to see why you always have your beautiful face hidden behind one of these books.''
Rory looked at the book in her hands, trying to hide her blushing from Tristan.
T: ''So, why do you ? Hide your face behind those books of yours ?''
Rory shrugged and slowly looked up at him.
R: ''I just like to read. Besides I like being in my own little world.''
Tristan nodded and looked at her as if he really cared about what she was telling him and maybe he did, who knew ? Rory put the book down and got up.
R: ''Are you coming ?''
Tristan grinned at her.
T: ''Name a time and place.''
Rory rolled her eyes as she waited for him to get up. Once he did they started to head for the water again. Right before they reached it, Tristan brushed his arm against Rory's barely touching her. Rory didn't quite know what to think of it, but she did smile though.
*~*~*
About two hours later Lane and Dave decided to head back to the house. So they started to grab their stuff. Lane already started to head for the path that would lead her back to the house. Suddenly she screamed and everyone got out of the water to see what was going on. Dave was the first to reach her though.
Dave: ''Are you okay ?''
Lane nodded.
Lane: ''We're being watched.''
Dave gave her a confusing look, not understanding what she meant by it. Lane lifted her hand and pointed at something in front of them. Dave looked up. That's when he saw what Lane meant.
Dave: ''What the...........?''
Two men stood only a couple of feet away from them and the weird part was that they were both holding a camera in their hands. By now the others reached them and were stunned when they saw the two men.
T: ''I didn't know they moved Hollywood.''
S: ''We're being filmed ?''
Lane: ''More like being watched.''
R: ''Were they watching us the entire time ?''
Nobody answered, cause obviously nobody knew. Paris crossed her arms and shot the two men a suspicious look.
P: ''Were you two invading our privacy the entire time ?''
The two men didn't answer making Paris even more suspicious.
Dean: ''Do you think that there are more of them ?''
J: ''Told you that there were serial killers on this island, so they have cameras, that still makes them serial killers.''
Lane: ''This is freaking me out.''
R: ''Me too.''
P: ''Why aren't they answering ?''
T: ''Why don't you just ask them ?''
P: ''Hilarious.''
Jess grinned and Tristan stifled a laugh.
Dave: ''Maybe it's just one of the surprises they were talking about.''
R: ''You mean one of the catches.''
Lane: ''Now what ? Do we just go home and live with the fact that there are people following us around on this island ? Cause I'm so not comfortable with this.''
R: ''Me neither, but it's not like we can do anything about it. Not now anyway.''
T: ''I can knock them out if you want.''
P: ''Real subtile Tristan.''
R: ''Listen, we'll just ask Mr. Black about them when we see him again, 'kay ?''
Lane: ''I guess I can live with that.''
P: ''It's not like we really have a choice.''
R: ''Right, so everyone agrees ?''
Everyone nodded and Lane and Dave continued to head home looking around them every now and them.
P: ''I think I'm going home too. At least they don't follow us in there.''
D: ''I was thinking the same thing, mind if I walk you home ?''
P: ''No, I would greatly appreciate it. If that's okay with you Rory.''
R: ''Sure, go ahead. I'll be right there.''
Dean gave her a quick kiss on her cheek before he and Paris started to head towards the house. Rory looked at the two cameramem once more and walked over to her stuff that was still lying underneath the palm-trees.
T: ''Need a hand ?''
Rory turned around and almost bumped in to Tristan, cause he was standing so close to her.
R: ''Nope, I think I can carry my book by myself.''
T: ''Are you sure ? It is a real big book.''
Rory smiled and nodded.
R: ''I'm sure. Thanks for the offer though.''
T: ''You should know by now that I would do anything for you Mary.''
Rory started to blush.
T: ''That was the reaction I was hoping for.''
He smiled a charming smile at her and left. Rory watched him until she couldn't see him anymore and sat down on her towel. She curled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them, resting her head on them as she watched the sunset. She looked at all the different colors of the sky, it looked like the most beautiful painting she had ever seen.
J: ''Need a hand ?''
Rory who was startled, because she thought that she had been alone on the beach quickly recovered.
R: ''I know I'm a girl and all, but I think I can carry a book by myself.''
J: ''I meant a hand, as in helping you up.''
Rory smiled at Jess.
R: ''I'm sorry.''
J: ''I think I can forgive you.''
He held out his hand and waited for Rory to take it. She looked up at him and gently placed her hand in his. Jess tried not to think about how soft her skin was and pulled her up. They slowly started to follow the path back to the house.
J: ''You know he's flirting with you, right ?''
R: ''What ?''
J: ''Tristan. He's real obvious.''
R: ''I know, but that's just who he is. He flirts with every female he sees.''
J: ''Are you sure about that ?''
R: ''Yeah, why ?''
Jess shrugged.
J: ''Just wondering.''
Rory glanced at him, but as usual she couldn't find any of the answers in his eyes. But somewhere along the way she had learned to accept it and that was just what she did right now.
*~*~*
When Rory came back into the living room she was surprised to see that Jess was standing behind the stove. She made sure Dean didn't see her as she casually walked over to the open kitchen.
Jess was planning on pretending that he didn't see her, but once he saw her he knew that he wouldn't be able to do that. She hand changed into a blue dress that made her look like an angel. He returned his attention to the pizza that he was baking as she sat down at the counter that was build around the entire kitchen.
R: ''Hey.''
Jess nodded.
R: ''I didn't you could cook.''
J: ''Yeah, well I only do it when I have to.''
R: ''The others didn't wanna cook ?''
J: ''Nope.''
R: ''You want some help ?''
J: ''That's okay, I'm almost done anyway.''
R: ''Oooo we're having pizza !? I so love you right now.''
J: ''Huh.''
R: ''But I guess I should have figured that we would eat pizza with you being Italian and all.''
J: ''That's a prejudgment.''
R: ''Not really, cause you are from Italy and you can cook.''
J: ''I'm not from Italy.''
R: ''You could have fooled me.''
J: ''My mom's from Italy.''
R: ''Does she speak Italian ?''
J: ''A little.''
R: ''How about you ?''
J: ''A few words.''
R: ''I wish I could speak a foreign language.''
J: ''I could learn you a few words if you want.''
R: ''Really ?''
Jess smiled when he saw her eyes light up.
J: ''Sure.''
Suddenly they heard a scream and Rory quickly turned around to see what was going on. She was just in time to see Tristan enter the room, a sly grin plastered on his face. Paris appeared behind him only moments later, her hair wet and wearing a robe.
P: ''There's no lock on the bathroom-door.''
Tristan's grin grew wider.
P: ''One minute I was washing my hair and the next minute Tristan walks in.''
T: ''And believe me, you definitely have nothing to worry about Paris.''
Paris shot him an angry look. Rory sighed and got up from the stool she was sitting on.
R: ''I'll guard the door for you so you can finish your shower.''
P: ''You will ?''
R: ''Sure, as long as you promise to do the same for me.''
Lane: ''And me ! I so don't want Tristan to walk in on me.''
Rory followed Paris to the bathroom, but not before she caught Tristan looking at her. She wondered why there weren't any locks on any of the doors. The last thing she wanted was someone to walk in while she was showering, or did she ?
*A/N: Hey!!! Thank you so much for all the reviews I got on the last chapter. I really appreciated them and because of them I decided to write chapter 4. So, here it is. Please tell me what you think of it. Opinions on how I'm writing the characters are greatly appreciated.
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
When Rory reached the beach she gasped and stopped a moment to take in the scenery. It was even more beautiful in the afternoon sun than it had been in the rays of the morning light. Rory looked up at the clear, blue sky and couldn't believe that this island was part of this earth. It seemed more like a place out of an old book that told the story of pirates that were looking for buried treasure. A place that only existed in her imagination, but yet it was here. She could feel the hot sand underneath her bare feet and smiled when she felt how soft the sand was and how it gently brushed her feet as she walked. She made her way over to a couple of palm-trees that threw their shadows on the white sand, painting it black in their shade. Rory sat down on the sand, digging her toes into it as she let the ocean breeze play with her hair. She smiled and looked at her friends, who seemed to be forgetting about everything as they were laughing and playing in the almost transparent blue water. Here their lives seems so carefree, no distractions from the rest of the world. Finally Lane noticed her and motioned for Rory to join them. Rory was still trying to decide if she should join them or not, when Dean came towards her. Before she knew it the decision was taken out of her hands. Dean lifted her up from the quiet spot where she was sitting, placing one arm underneath her knees and the other one around her back so that he could support the rest of her weight. He smiled at her and started to head over to the water as quick as he could. When Rory realized what he was doing she started to protest, but Dean ignored her protests and tightened his grip on her as they approached the ocean. Once they reached it, Dean let go of Rory. When Dean dropped Rory in the water she screamed. Once she felt the cool water enclose around her she started to laugh. Around her she could hear Dean, Lane and Dave doing the same.
R: ''Should have figured you would do that.''
Dean smiled and moved closer to her. He slid his hands around her waist and brought his head closer to hers until their noses were almost touching.
D: ''So, you still think this is too good to be true ?''
Rory put her arms around his neck and met his eyes.
R: ''I think I'm starting to get over that.''
D: ''Good.''
He moved his lips towards hers and kissed her. Rory took in the feel of his lips on hers and liked the way his lips tasted a little salt. Suddenly Lane coughed and Rory and Dean broke apart.
Lane: ''You two are like a couple of newly weds.''
R: ''Jealous ?''
Lane: ''Oh yeah, that's it. I want Dean to be mine, you've figured out my secret.''
Dave: ''Are you telling me that you don't love me ?''
Lane: ''What if I say yes ?''
Dave didn't answer her and moved closer to her. He grabbed her and started to pull her underwater. Lane shrieked and tried to move away from Dave. But Dave grabbed her by her arm and pulled her back. He put his arms around Lane and pulled her in for a kiss. Dean whistled and Rory softly laughed, thinking that sometimes guys still behaved like a couple of kids.
R: ''Have you guys seen Paris ?''
Lane: ''She's over there.''
Lane pointed at a figure that was lying on a bright colored towel underneath the biggest palm-tree they had ever seen.
R: ''Has she been in the water yet ?''
Dave shook her head.
D: ''Nope, she's been lying there ever since we got here.''
Lane: ''She's even more boring than you.''
R: ''Thanks.''
Lane: ''Welcome.''
Rory shot Lane a look, but couldn't help to smile.
R: ''What do you say we go over there and get her ?''
D: ''Why ?''
Dave: ''Yeah, if she rather read let her.''
Rory sighed and looked at Lane.
R: ''Lane ?''
Lane: ''Fine.''
The two girls got out of the water and started to walk over to the spot where Paris was lying, passing Jess and Shane on the way. Rory couldn't resist to glance at them. Jess was lying on his back, reading and Shane was resting her head on Jess' chest as she was tanning with her eyes closed. Even though Rory didn't like Shane, she couldn't help but think that they did make a cute couple. Seeing them like this, they looked like one of those couples that you saw in commercials for bikini's and swimming-trunks. Rory sighed. Lane put her arm around Rory's shoulder and gave her a comforting hug.
Lane: ''Whatever you're thinking, don't.''
R: ''I can't help it. They just look so perfect.........together.''
Lane: ''Just like you and Dean do.''
R: ''Yeah, me and Dean.............''
Rory turned her head and continued walking in Paris' direction.
Jess lowered his book a little, so he could look at Rory. A smile crystallized on his face as he followed Rory with his eyes. He let his eyes glide from her hair, down her back, to her hips, down her legs and back up to her hips again. He pictured what it would be like to feel her bare skin underneath his fingertips. He imagined her lips on his as he was tracing his fingers up and down her back. Would she smile at him as he did this and melt his heart or would she get involved herself and play with his hair ? Jess started reading again with a small smile on his face, taking the mystery out of his eyes.
The two girls reached Paris and looked down on her as she was lying there with her eyes closed. Suddenly she opened them as if she knew that they were watching her.
P: ''Hey.''
R: ''Hey.''
P: ''Did you two want anything ?''
R: ''Yeah, actually we did.''
P: ''Well, what is it ? I don't have all day you know.''
Lane: ''Actually you do. We're on a deserted island remember ?''
Paris gave her an annoyed look and shifted her eyes from Lane to Rory and back again.
P: ''It's just a saying.''
R: ''We were wondering if you would want to join us ?''
P: ''Join you ?''
R: ''Yeah.''
P: ''In the water ?''
Lane: ''No, in a palm-tree.''
Rory shot Lane a warning look before she looked at Paris again.
R: ''Come on Paris. It'll be fun, you'll see. Just give it a chance.''
P: ''Why should I ?''
Lane: ''Cause if you don't we're going to have to do it the hard way.''
P: ''The hard way ? Should I be intimidated now ?''
Lane: ''I warned you.''
Lane grabbed Paris' legs as Rory grabbed both of Paris' arms. They started to carry Paris to the ocean, ignoring her cries as they did. Moments later Paris was just as soaked as Lane and Rory were. Rory smiled and looked around the beach. When she spotted Tristan sitting on her towel, she lowered her eyes as if she was trying to decide if she should go over there or not. Finally she made her mind up.
R: ''I'll be right back !''
She got out of the water and went over to Tristan. She was surprised to see that he was holding 'Island of the Blue Dolphins' by Scott O'Dell in his hands. He didn't look up so Rory decided to sit down next to him. She watched him read with an amused look on her face. Who ever thought that he could actually read ? Finally Tristan looked up. When he noticed her a faint color of red started to spread across his cheeks.
T: ''Rory, hey.''
R: ''Hey.''
T: ''Sorry.''
He closed the book and handed it to her.
R: ''That's alright. I didn't know you read, let alone literature.''
Tristan shrugged.
T: ''I just wanted to see why you always have your beautiful face hidden behind one of these books.''
Rory looked at the book in her hands, trying to hide her blushing from Tristan.
T: ''So, why do you ? Hide your face behind those books of yours ?''
Rory shrugged and slowly looked up at him.
R: ''I just like to read. Besides I like being in my own little world.''
Tristan nodded and looked at her as if he really cared about what she was telling him and maybe he did, who knew ? Rory put the book down and got up.
R: ''Are you coming ?''
Tristan grinned at her.
T: ''Name a time and place.''
Rory rolled her eyes as she waited for him to get up. Once he did they started to head for the water again. Right before they reached it, Tristan brushed his arm against Rory's barely touching her. Rory didn't quite know what to think of it, but she did smile though.
*~*~*
About two hours later Lane and Dave decided to head back to the house. So they started to grab their stuff. Lane already started to head for the path that would lead her back to the house. Suddenly she screamed and everyone got out of the water to see what was going on. Dave was the first to reach her though.
Dave: ''Are you okay ?''
Lane nodded.
Lane: ''We're being watched.''
Dave gave her a confusing look, not understanding what she meant by it. Lane lifted her hand and pointed at something in front of them. Dave looked up. That's when he saw what Lane meant.
Dave: ''What the...........?''
Two men stood only a couple of feet away from them and the weird part was that they were both holding a camera in their hands. By now the others reached them and were stunned when they saw the two men.
T: ''I didn't know they moved Hollywood.''
S: ''We're being filmed ?''
Lane: ''More like being watched.''
R: ''Were they watching us the entire time ?''
Nobody answered, cause obviously nobody knew. Paris crossed her arms and shot the two men a suspicious look.
P: ''Were you two invading our privacy the entire time ?''
The two men didn't answer making Paris even more suspicious.
Dean: ''Do you think that there are more of them ?''
J: ''Told you that there were serial killers on this island, so they have cameras, that still makes them serial killers.''
Lane: ''This is freaking me out.''
R: ''Me too.''
P: ''Why aren't they answering ?''
T: ''Why don't you just ask them ?''
P: ''Hilarious.''
Jess grinned and Tristan stifled a laugh.
Dave: ''Maybe it's just one of the surprises they were talking about.''
R: ''You mean one of the catches.''
Lane: ''Now what ? Do we just go home and live with the fact that there are people following us around on this island ? Cause I'm so not comfortable with this.''
R: ''Me neither, but it's not like we can do anything about it. Not now anyway.''
T: ''I can knock them out if you want.''
P: ''Real subtile Tristan.''
R: ''Listen, we'll just ask Mr. Black about them when we see him again, 'kay ?''
Lane: ''I guess I can live with that.''
P: ''It's not like we really have a choice.''
R: ''Right, so everyone agrees ?''
Everyone nodded and Lane and Dave continued to head home looking around them every now and them.
P: ''I think I'm going home too. At least they don't follow us in there.''
D: ''I was thinking the same thing, mind if I walk you home ?''
P: ''No, I would greatly appreciate it. If that's okay with you Rory.''
R: ''Sure, go ahead. I'll be right there.''
Dean gave her a quick kiss on her cheek before he and Paris started to head towards the house. Rory looked at the two cameramem once more and walked over to her stuff that was still lying underneath the palm-trees.
T: ''Need a hand ?''
Rory turned around and almost bumped in to Tristan, cause he was standing so close to her.
R: ''Nope, I think I can carry my book by myself.''
T: ''Are you sure ? It is a real big book.''
Rory smiled and nodded.
R: ''I'm sure. Thanks for the offer though.''
T: ''You should know by now that I would do anything for you Mary.''
Rory started to blush.
T: ''That was the reaction I was hoping for.''
He smiled a charming smile at her and left. Rory watched him until she couldn't see him anymore and sat down on her towel. She curled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them, resting her head on them as she watched the sunset. She looked at all the different colors of the sky, it looked like the most beautiful painting she had ever seen.
J: ''Need a hand ?''
Rory who was startled, because she thought that she had been alone on the beach quickly recovered.
R: ''I know I'm a girl and all, but I think I can carry a book by myself.''
J: ''I meant a hand, as in helping you up.''
Rory smiled at Jess.
R: ''I'm sorry.''
J: ''I think I can forgive you.''
He held out his hand and waited for Rory to take it. She looked up at him and gently placed her hand in his. Jess tried not to think about how soft her skin was and pulled her up. They slowly started to follow the path back to the house.
J: ''You know he's flirting with you, right ?''
R: ''What ?''
J: ''Tristan. He's real obvious.''
R: ''I know, but that's just who he is. He flirts with every female he sees.''
J: ''Are you sure about that ?''
R: ''Yeah, why ?''
Jess shrugged.
J: ''Just wondering.''
Rory glanced at him, but as usual she couldn't find any of the answers in his eyes. But somewhere along the way she had learned to accept it and that was just what she did right now.
*~*~*
When Rory came back into the living room she was surprised to see that Jess was standing behind the stove. She made sure Dean didn't see her as she casually walked over to the open kitchen.
Jess was planning on pretending that he didn't see her, but once he saw her he knew that he wouldn't be able to do that. She hand changed into a blue dress that made her look like an angel. He returned his attention to the pizza that he was baking as she sat down at the counter that was build around the entire kitchen.
R: ''Hey.''
Jess nodded.
R: ''I didn't you could cook.''
J: ''Yeah, well I only do it when I have to.''
R: ''The others didn't wanna cook ?''
J: ''Nope.''
R: ''You want some help ?''
J: ''That's okay, I'm almost done anyway.''
R: ''Oooo we're having pizza !? I so love you right now.''
J: ''Huh.''
R: ''But I guess I should have figured that we would eat pizza with you being Italian and all.''
J: ''That's a prejudgment.''
R: ''Not really, cause you are from Italy and you can cook.''
J: ''I'm not from Italy.''
R: ''You could have fooled me.''
J: ''My mom's from Italy.''
R: ''Does she speak Italian ?''
J: ''A little.''
R: ''How about you ?''
J: ''A few words.''
R: ''I wish I could speak a foreign language.''
J: ''I could learn you a few words if you want.''
R: ''Really ?''
Jess smiled when he saw her eyes light up.
J: ''Sure.''
Suddenly they heard a scream and Rory quickly turned around to see what was going on. She was just in time to see Tristan enter the room, a sly grin plastered on his face. Paris appeared behind him only moments later, her hair wet and wearing a robe.
P: ''There's no lock on the bathroom-door.''
Tristan's grin grew wider.
P: ''One minute I was washing my hair and the next minute Tristan walks in.''
T: ''And believe me, you definitely have nothing to worry about Paris.''
Paris shot him an angry look. Rory sighed and got up from the stool she was sitting on.
R: ''I'll guard the door for you so you can finish your shower.''
P: ''You will ?''
R: ''Sure, as long as you promise to do the same for me.''
Lane: ''And me ! I so don't want Tristan to walk in on me.''
Rory followed Paris to the bathroom, but not before she caught Tristan looking at her. She wondered why there weren't any locks on any of the doors. The last thing she wanted was someone to walk in while she was showering, or did she ?