"Rory and Jess: The Early Years"
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Rating: PG-13
Chapter Ten: Almost Famous When It Comes To Kissing
It was finally happening.
The two people I love the most in the entire world were going to be in the same room together. They were going to be breathing the same air. Eating the same pizza. Watching the same movie.
Jess was coming over for movie night.
He was scared. I was scared. Mom wanted gummy worms.
After I had told Mom about our strange declaration of love, she had decided that he had to prove himself worthy. He'd met the grandmother, and now he was going to spend an entire night with my mother.
"So, what's Jess's favorite movie?" Mom had asked. It was morning. The morning of the end of my life.
"Almost Famous," I replied, still not believing it myself.
"Does he like Kate Hudson or something?" she asked.
"No, he's just…weird." I replied.
I had begged Mom to reconsider, but her mind was made up. She was going to be eating pepperoni pizza and watching Almost Famous with Jess. Oh dear Lord.
We're at Doose's.
Since Jess had a say in the food and the movie, Mom and I thought it was only fair that we buy enough candy to sink a battleship, and rent every movie Michael Vartan has starred in. Except for Never Been Kissed, because Mom couldn't stand looking at Jessica Alba's haircut anymore.
"Hershey's?"
"Yes," Mom replied.
"Gummy worms?"
"Hmm, I need a craving…"
"No gummy worms," I decided.
"I think we should move into categories," Mom noted.
"Things that'll rot our teeth?" Mom threw three bags into the basket.
"Things that are moderately good for us?" Mom crinkled up her nose, and I silently agreed. People are lucky enough that we bother to have apples…once a month.
"Things that are good and we can't stop eating?" Mom threw in a bag of Dove Treasures.
"Mom, their dangerous," I said.
"We'll take our chances," Mom replied.
"Things that are bad that we eat anyway?" Mom threw in four bags, and I grinned.
"Done," she said. Michael Vartan here we come. Oh, yeah…and Jess too…
~*~*~*~*
"He's late," Mom said, checking her watch.
"By 1.5 seconds," I told her.
"Yes! Late by 1.5 seconds!"
I rolled my eyes, and jumped up as a knocked sounded at the door. Jess stood there, looking absolutely kissable. "Can I kiss you?" he whispered.
"You better not risk it," I told him.
"Gotcha," he said, as he walked into the living room.
"Your late," Mom said. "Where were you?"
Jess leaned in close to me. "Do I have to answer that?"
"If you want to walk away from this with everything intact then I suggest you do." I replied.
"I came as fast as I could, but my car wouldn't start." Jess said.
"I'm not surprised," Mom mumbled.
I looked at Jess who looked as if he was about to hit Mom. It was going to be a long night.
~*~*~*~*
Jess was gone. Mom was pissed. What else was new?
It hadn't been such a big deal. It seemed to be going pretty well until Jess and Mom
started a screaming match, Mom called him a thug, and Jess called her a self-absorbed bitch. Yeah, and I love this guy.
But really, Mom was asking for it. She was practically insulting him every chance she got. After Jess had left, Mom and I had erupted into another screaming match so here I was in my room reeling from the fight of my life.
Someone knocked at the window, I sighed as I saw it was Jess.
I opened the window. "Jess -,"
"Come with me," he said.
"Where?"
"I don't know, just come."
"What about M-," I stopped and remembered the fight. Then I started to say no; until I remembered the first time we met…
"Shall we?" he had asked.
"What?"
"Bail," he replied.
I hadn't gone that night but I always wondered what would happen if I did. Now I would find out.
"Are you coming?" he asked.
"Yes," I said after a long time. He helped me out of the window, and I looked back at my room before proceeding into the night.
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