** I have decided to jump a few months ahead because it makes it easier for me to get back on to my original story plot. So this takes place a few months after the last chapter.**
He was doing better. He had to admit it. He had been thinking about his future and what he was going to do. He applied to a few state schools, even though it was late to apply he figured he would at least try. His marks had been nothing spectacular, but while in Venice he managed to bring his average up to 77%, so that was a great improvement. He even went back to Wal-Mart and got a reference from his old manager. He had submitted an essay, and a short story. The short story was what he was really proud of. It was sort of an autobiography, about a troubled kid who has no place and how he has tried to find it, and the fact that it came in the least likely of places. He had no idea what the outcome was going to be but at least he put himself out there.
He looked around town, it was late February, every thing was gray and dull and still bitterly cold. He wished he had brought his gloves with him. He stuffed his hands into his pockets, he was on his way back to the diner. He figured he would tell Rory tonight that he had applied to college. They had remained good friends, but he couldn't deny that he wanted more. Sometimes he caught her watching him and had the feeling that she still felt the same. He was finally at a point in his life that he felt like he was doing something. He wanted to tell her how he felt about her; maybe he would do it tonight when he told her what he had been doing these past few weeks.
About a month ago he suddenly realized that he had fallen in love. It came quite suddenly. They had just been talking and it came to him that the only reason he was trying to make something of himself was because of her. He wanted to be worth y in her eyes. He didn't want to be a complete failure. To be in love, or just to love was something new to him. He didn't love his mother, well he loved her in the you're my mother I have to love you even though I don't like you, type of way.
He walked into the diner and hung up his coat. He went behind the counter and started to clear it up. Lorelia was sitting at a table waiting for Rory he presumed. She often came home on the weekends. He went to get the order of a couple who were sitting at the table next to Lorelia, when Rory practically ran into the diner and sat down.
'Oh my god, okay, you remember I was telling you about that cute guy in my Lit class who I occasionally talk to?'
' David, yeah'
'Okay, well he asked me out!'
'Oh my god, college boy'
'I know'
'What are you going to wear?'
'I don't know that's where you come in'
'Oh I'm so excited'
'Me too'
Jess walked away very quickly, he saw Rory glance at him but then maybe he had just imagined it. He went into the storeroom and rested his head against the wall. She had a date. She had moved on. Isn't that what he had told her to do? He had been a fool to think she would wait for him. It figures that the one time he is in a good place and is ready, it is already too late. He laughed at himself and went back into the diner where he picked up the plates of food to be served.
So that wasn't a long chapter but now I'm building up the events that are to come later. I'm going to be super busy for a while cause I'm going away to my cottage and my cousin is coming in from Edmonton, so I don't know when I will update. Besides that I am using my brothers computer and he is moving so he is taking it with him. Good thing I just got my own computer but its not hooked up to the Internet yet so it will have to wait. I will probably get a few more posts up next week, but after that it may become kind of erratic. So sorry in advance!
Tegan
