15 year old, Jess Mariano and his 17 year old brother, Spencer, stepped off
into Fairytale Land. Well....sort of. They had rrived in what they knew as
Hell, but everyone else knew it as Stars Hollow. *Of all places to be
exiled to!!* thought Jess as he walked alongside his older brother.
"You ready for this?" Asked Spencer before opening the diner door.
"Yeah, sure. Not like I have much of a choice." Replied Jess.
"Yeah." He chuckled bitterly. "You and me, buddy." They opened the door-the diner was full. Most people sat at tables but two sat at the counter. The boys came up to the counter and waited for their uncle. He finally came out.
"What can I get you boys?" He asked obviously not knowing who they were.
"Hey Uncle Luke." Replied Spencer obnoxiously.
"Oh! Spencer, Jess! I wasn't expecting you till late tonight." He replied a bit flustered. The two brunettes that had been at the counter now watched the three intently. There was an awkward silence for a mew moments before anyone spoke again. "So you wanna get your bags and follow me upstairs?" The two sullenly grabbed their bags and followed their uncle. They looked into the apartment and the first thing they noticed was how incredibly tiny it was....but then they noticed there was only one bed.
"Uncle Luke," Spencer started putting and obnoxious emphasis on the 'uncle', "Where are WE suppose to sleep?"
"First of all: it's Luke, not UNCLE Luke and second: you two will be sleeping on the floor until I can get you a bed. Seeing as how I just found out you were comming last night, I don't think this should be a problem." He replied sternly, not wanting to deal with their sarcastic attitudes when, in the first place, he really didn't want to "daddy" two teenage boys who had been into trouble for basically their whole entire lives.
"Huh." Replied Jess.
"Well I gotta get back down there so....you guys can have the dresser and....so um....you guys ok? Need anything?....." There was no response. "Ok then." He went back downstairs. Jess looked around the apartment again as did Spencer.
"Well thanks for making ME do all the talking!" Said Spencer sarcastically.
"Oh yeah about that, I mean you were just having the nicest conversation; I really didn't want to interrupt." Jess replied even more sarcastically then his brother. "Yeah 'lotta talkin YOU did."
"It was more than your...let me see if I can get this right... 'Huh' !"
"You are so immature."
"Whatever." They both began unpacking without saying another word to each other. When they were finally done, they went downstairs to get something to eat. The two brunettes were still there, not like the boys noticed them though.
"You boys done?" Asked Luke comming from the back storage room. There was no answer-as usual. Spencer was too busy being annoyed with Luke for asking so many questions and Jess was too busy hating the stupid little town. "You guys want something to eat?" Though Spencer was getting annoyed with Luke's constant questions, he WAS hungry.
"Sure." He replied.
"Jess, you want somethin?" Jess didn't reply, he stared at the wall not once looking away.
"Yeah he'll eat." Said Spencer knowing Jess wasn't going to answer. Jess always seemed more bitter than Spencer had ever been.
"Ok great." One of the brunettes came over.
"Hi. I'm Lorelai." She said to Spencer.
"Great."
"So which one are you?"
"The older one."
"Oh umm....do you have a name?"
"Nope."
"Yeeeah ok then. That's my daughter." She said pointing to the other brunette behind her. "Her name's Rory."
"Super."
"Well ok. Luke!" She called.
"Yeah?"
"We're gonna go."
"Ok..."
"Hey you wanna bring the Monosyllabic brother over for dinner tonight?"
"I dunno, Lor. They just got in...maybe another time?"
"Sure. Well, See ya!"
"Bye, Luke!" Called Rory. As soon as she spoke, Jess snapped out of his 'hating time' and looked for the sweet voice that echoed in his head. At that moment he spotted her as she walked out the door. He stared at her retreating back.
"Jess, food." Called a voice into his dream. "YO!" ~Slap~ "Jess!"
"Huh?" Spencer looked in the direction his brother had been, just in time to see the girl, Rory, whom he'd 'met' about a minute earlier. He saw something in his little brother's eyes, something he'd never seen before...but he decided to keep his comments to himself.
"Food's ready." Jess looked at his watch.
"I got practice."
"Yeah, but not for an hour and half."
"But it's gonna take me that long to there."
"Why didn't we just wait to come her till later then?" Asked Spencer as he followed Jess upstairs.
"Liz kicked us out early, remember?" Replied Jess searching around for his jacked and a book to put in his back pocket.
"Oh yeah. Where's your guitar?"
"Left it at John's." He said as he opened the door. John was one of his friend's
"Oh ok see ya later." He waved as his little brother walked downstairs. Jess left the diner and got on a bus back to New York, where he had came from that very morning. When he reached John's house, he looked on the door. It read: Fallen Trash. That was the name of their band. He walked in, taking in the surrounding of the semi-small room that was packed with equipment. The walls were covered with posters of their favorite bands and the ceiling lights were black lights instead of the regular. This was Jess's favorite place, this is where he could express his sadness, anger, and loneliness without anyone really knowing it.
He was the first to arrive at John's. John had gone to get something to eat so Jess was at his friend's house alone. He picked up his guitar that he had left there for safekeeping, and put the strap over his shoulder. He began to strum to a song he had written in the bus on his way to Stars Hollow and then on his way back to New York. He sang:
I'm alive but tell me am I free
I've got eyes but tell me can I see
the sky is falling and no one knows
we shouldn't be hard to believe shouldn't be this difficult to breathe
the sky is falling and no one knows
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LATER THAT NIGHT
"How was practice?" Asked Spencer as Jess walked into the apartment, guitar in hand.
"I'm out."
"Out? Out of what?"
"Out of the band." He replied as he put his guitar next to his bed.
"Dude...why?"
"They said that sinceI didn't live in New York anymore that it would be too hard to practice and stuff like that. They already replaced me! And the guy sucks!" Jess yelled, completely frustrated. This was all he needed right now.
"Jess, man, I'm sorry."
"Whatever. I'm goin out." He picked up his guitar and walked in search of a place he could be alone. He found the perfect place- a quiet little bridge. He sat down and began playing some more of his song.
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YOU leave me hanging on I need to catch my breath I've got you and I've got nothing left don't leave me all alone down here
with myself and all of my fear
I'm alive but tell me am I free
I've got eyes but tell me can I see
the sky is falling and no one knows
we shouldn't be hard to believe
shouldn't be this difficult to breathe
the sky is falling and no one knows
no one knows
no one knows
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*SQUEEK* Jess stood up and looked around. "Hey." Came a familiar voice. "You ok?" Asked his brother.
"Yeah, Spence, I'm fine. I'm sure I'll find another band somewhere...someday."
"Yeah...well we got school tomorrow. We better get back."
"Oh, look who became all parentish." Mocked Jess.
"Shut-up. Now get inside before I beat you!" Spencer replied jokingly.
THE NEXT DAY
"Jess Mariano is our new student, class. It would be nice if you all introduced yourselves after class....but since we ALL know you won't, at least be kind to him today." Said Jess's homroom teacher, Mrs. Banthey. The bell ran and they all went to their next class. Jess passed his brother in the hall, he already had a girl pegged to the lockers, devouring her mouth. *He's like a freakin chick-magnet! I guess the magnet is in the lips.* He thought, smirking at his own joke.
He walked into his Algebra class and sat in the back row. Two girls sat in front of him. One with semi-short black hair and one with brown hair. He recognized her immediately. She watched the teacher attentively and wrote down everything he said. The black-headed girl passed her a note. Jess wasn't normally one to pry, but he felt like it today, so he read over the brown-headed girl's shoulder. The neat girly handwriting read:
~Check out the guy behind you- ya know that Jess guy I think his name was. Well anyway, I heard him playing his guitar and singing the other day.~
The brown-headed girl wrote:
~and?~
Jess watched her carefully pass the note back to her friend and then continued taking notes. A minute later, the brown-headed girl received the note again. Of course Jess read it:
~It was so amazing! I have never heard a song that beautiful in my entire life!! I think I'm going to ask him to be in our band! Zach and Bryan are wanting to leave anyway-who knows why- what do you think?~
Jess inwardly smiled. He might get to be in a band again! The brown-headed girl wrote:
~OOO!! I wanna hear him!!!~
Jess didn't even read what she wrote-he was just too happy, and it was a rare thing for him to be happy. The two girls decided to go and listen to him that afternoon. He was totally oblivious to the matter.
AT THE BRIDGE
The two girls saw Jess sit down with his guitar and he began to play.
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i'm just so tired
wont you sing me to sleep
and fly through my dreams
so i can hitch a ride with you tonight
and get away from this place
have a new name and face
i just aint the same without you in my life
late night drives, all alone in my car
i can't help but start
singing lines from all our favorite songs
and melodies in the air
singin life just aint fair
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The two girls came from behind the bushes and walked out onto the bridge and he immediately stopped singing. "Hi. My name is Lane and this is my best friend, Rory."
"Hey." He stood up and shook their hands. "I'm Jess." When he shook Rory's hand, it felt like a bolt of lightening hit his whole entire body and he backed away, wondering if she felt it too or if it was just him.
"Yeah we know. Listen, we heard you playing your guitar and singing-" Lane started. "And it was SO awesome."
"Thanks." He replied nonchalantly.
"Do you umm...wanna be in a band?" Lane asked timidly.
"What kind of music do you play?"
"All kinds."
"That's cool." He paused pretending to think, though he had already made up his mind. "Sure I'll do it."
"Really? That's great!" Lane ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck, almost knocking him to the ground.
"Ummm..." Jess wasn't quite sure what to do.
"Sorry- she gets kinda emotional." Rory explained.
"Uh ok." He replied as Lane let go of him.
"Practice is at noon on Saturdays, k?"
"Sure."
"Ok! See you then! BYE!" Lane and Rory left to tell Zach and Bryan that they could leave-much to Dave's disappointment.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hey, Jess." Greeted Spencer as his little brother entered the room. "You look...happy..." He stared him straight in the eye. "You smokin somethin?"
"No." He sat down on his bed and began to read.
"You meet a girl?"
"Jeez! Would you lay off!" He yelled, his voice echoing throughout the tiny apartment.
"Ah, so it IS that you found a girl!" He said imitating Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean. Jess sat there completely silent, trying to ignore the constant yammering of Spencer. "Well, sincer you are going to ignore me, I'm going out with my girl. See ya." He put on his coat and walked out the door.
Jess put his book face down on the bed. "Rory...." He sait outloud to no one. He smiled at the sound of her name. He pictured her beautiful face and her blue eyes, her sweet voice, and kind spirit. She was beautiful.
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A/N: Yeah I know it's weird that Jess is singing and stuff but just imagine with me here. I think that he would looke cool in a band. I know this story isn't entirely original but I'm working on where I'm going with this. Any ideas? Please review! 1st Song: The Sky is Falling by Lifehouse
2nd Song: View From Heaven by Yellowcard
"You ready for this?" Asked Spencer before opening the diner door.
"Yeah, sure. Not like I have much of a choice." Replied Jess.
"Yeah." He chuckled bitterly. "You and me, buddy." They opened the door-the diner was full. Most people sat at tables but two sat at the counter. The boys came up to the counter and waited for their uncle. He finally came out.
"What can I get you boys?" He asked obviously not knowing who they were.
"Hey Uncle Luke." Replied Spencer obnoxiously.
"Oh! Spencer, Jess! I wasn't expecting you till late tonight." He replied a bit flustered. The two brunettes that had been at the counter now watched the three intently. There was an awkward silence for a mew moments before anyone spoke again. "So you wanna get your bags and follow me upstairs?" The two sullenly grabbed their bags and followed their uncle. They looked into the apartment and the first thing they noticed was how incredibly tiny it was....but then they noticed there was only one bed.
"Uncle Luke," Spencer started putting and obnoxious emphasis on the 'uncle', "Where are WE suppose to sleep?"
"First of all: it's Luke, not UNCLE Luke and second: you two will be sleeping on the floor until I can get you a bed. Seeing as how I just found out you were comming last night, I don't think this should be a problem." He replied sternly, not wanting to deal with their sarcastic attitudes when, in the first place, he really didn't want to "daddy" two teenage boys who had been into trouble for basically their whole entire lives.
"Huh." Replied Jess.
"Well I gotta get back down there so....you guys can have the dresser and....so um....you guys ok? Need anything?....." There was no response. "Ok then." He went back downstairs. Jess looked around the apartment again as did Spencer.
"Well thanks for making ME do all the talking!" Said Spencer sarcastically.
"Oh yeah about that, I mean you were just having the nicest conversation; I really didn't want to interrupt." Jess replied even more sarcastically then his brother. "Yeah 'lotta talkin YOU did."
"It was more than your...let me see if I can get this right... 'Huh' !"
"You are so immature."
"Whatever." They both began unpacking without saying another word to each other. When they were finally done, they went downstairs to get something to eat. The two brunettes were still there, not like the boys noticed them though.
"You boys done?" Asked Luke comming from the back storage room. There was no answer-as usual. Spencer was too busy being annoyed with Luke for asking so many questions and Jess was too busy hating the stupid little town. "You guys want something to eat?" Though Spencer was getting annoyed with Luke's constant questions, he WAS hungry.
"Sure." He replied.
"Jess, you want somethin?" Jess didn't reply, he stared at the wall not once looking away.
"Yeah he'll eat." Said Spencer knowing Jess wasn't going to answer. Jess always seemed more bitter than Spencer had ever been.
"Ok great." One of the brunettes came over.
"Hi. I'm Lorelai." She said to Spencer.
"Great."
"So which one are you?"
"The older one."
"Oh umm....do you have a name?"
"Nope."
"Yeeeah ok then. That's my daughter." She said pointing to the other brunette behind her. "Her name's Rory."
"Super."
"Well ok. Luke!" She called.
"Yeah?"
"We're gonna go."
"Ok..."
"Hey you wanna bring the Monosyllabic brother over for dinner tonight?"
"I dunno, Lor. They just got in...maybe another time?"
"Sure. Well, See ya!"
"Bye, Luke!" Called Rory. As soon as she spoke, Jess snapped out of his 'hating time' and looked for the sweet voice that echoed in his head. At that moment he spotted her as she walked out the door. He stared at her retreating back.
"Jess, food." Called a voice into his dream. "YO!" ~Slap~ "Jess!"
"Huh?" Spencer looked in the direction his brother had been, just in time to see the girl, Rory, whom he'd 'met' about a minute earlier. He saw something in his little brother's eyes, something he'd never seen before...but he decided to keep his comments to himself.
"Food's ready." Jess looked at his watch.
"I got practice."
"Yeah, but not for an hour and half."
"But it's gonna take me that long to there."
"Why didn't we just wait to come her till later then?" Asked Spencer as he followed Jess upstairs.
"Liz kicked us out early, remember?" Replied Jess searching around for his jacked and a book to put in his back pocket.
"Oh yeah. Where's your guitar?"
"Left it at John's." He said as he opened the door. John was one of his friend's
"Oh ok see ya later." He waved as his little brother walked downstairs. Jess left the diner and got on a bus back to New York, where he had came from that very morning. When he reached John's house, he looked on the door. It read: Fallen Trash. That was the name of their band. He walked in, taking in the surrounding of the semi-small room that was packed with equipment. The walls were covered with posters of their favorite bands and the ceiling lights were black lights instead of the regular. This was Jess's favorite place, this is where he could express his sadness, anger, and loneliness without anyone really knowing it.
He was the first to arrive at John's. John had gone to get something to eat so Jess was at his friend's house alone. He picked up his guitar that he had left there for safekeeping, and put the strap over his shoulder. He began to strum to a song he had written in the bus on his way to Stars Hollow and then on his way back to New York. He sang:
I'm alive but tell me am I free
I've got eyes but tell me can I see
the sky is falling and no one knows
we shouldn't be hard to believe shouldn't be this difficult to breathe
the sky is falling and no one knows
*****************************
LATER THAT NIGHT
"How was practice?" Asked Spencer as Jess walked into the apartment, guitar in hand.
"I'm out."
"Out? Out of what?"
"Out of the band." He replied as he put his guitar next to his bed.
"Dude...why?"
"They said that sinceI didn't live in New York anymore that it would be too hard to practice and stuff like that. They already replaced me! And the guy sucks!" Jess yelled, completely frustrated. This was all he needed right now.
"Jess, man, I'm sorry."
"Whatever. I'm goin out." He picked up his guitar and walked in search of a place he could be alone. He found the perfect place- a quiet little bridge. He sat down and began playing some more of his song.
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YOU leave me hanging on I need to catch my breath I've got you and I've got nothing left don't leave me all alone down here
with myself and all of my fear
I'm alive but tell me am I free
I've got eyes but tell me can I see
the sky is falling and no one knows
we shouldn't be hard to believe
shouldn't be this difficult to breathe
the sky is falling and no one knows
no one knows
no one knows
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*SQUEEK* Jess stood up and looked around. "Hey." Came a familiar voice. "You ok?" Asked his brother.
"Yeah, Spence, I'm fine. I'm sure I'll find another band somewhere...someday."
"Yeah...well we got school tomorrow. We better get back."
"Oh, look who became all parentish." Mocked Jess.
"Shut-up. Now get inside before I beat you!" Spencer replied jokingly.
THE NEXT DAY
"Jess Mariano is our new student, class. It would be nice if you all introduced yourselves after class....but since we ALL know you won't, at least be kind to him today." Said Jess's homroom teacher, Mrs. Banthey. The bell ran and they all went to their next class. Jess passed his brother in the hall, he already had a girl pegged to the lockers, devouring her mouth. *He's like a freakin chick-magnet! I guess the magnet is in the lips.* He thought, smirking at his own joke.
He walked into his Algebra class and sat in the back row. Two girls sat in front of him. One with semi-short black hair and one with brown hair. He recognized her immediately. She watched the teacher attentively and wrote down everything he said. The black-headed girl passed her a note. Jess wasn't normally one to pry, but he felt like it today, so he read over the brown-headed girl's shoulder. The neat girly handwriting read:
~Check out the guy behind you- ya know that Jess guy I think his name was. Well anyway, I heard him playing his guitar and singing the other day.~
The brown-headed girl wrote:
~and?~
Jess watched her carefully pass the note back to her friend and then continued taking notes. A minute later, the brown-headed girl received the note again. Of course Jess read it:
~It was so amazing! I have never heard a song that beautiful in my entire life!! I think I'm going to ask him to be in our band! Zach and Bryan are wanting to leave anyway-who knows why- what do you think?~
Jess inwardly smiled. He might get to be in a band again! The brown-headed girl wrote:
~OOO!! I wanna hear him!!!~
Jess didn't even read what she wrote-he was just too happy, and it was a rare thing for him to be happy. The two girls decided to go and listen to him that afternoon. He was totally oblivious to the matter.
AT THE BRIDGE
The two girls saw Jess sit down with his guitar and he began to play.
**********************
i'm just so tired
wont you sing me to sleep
and fly through my dreams
so i can hitch a ride with you tonight
and get away from this place
have a new name and face
i just aint the same without you in my life
late night drives, all alone in my car
i can't help but start
singing lines from all our favorite songs
and melodies in the air
singin life just aint fair
***************************
The two girls came from behind the bushes and walked out onto the bridge and he immediately stopped singing. "Hi. My name is Lane and this is my best friend, Rory."
"Hey." He stood up and shook their hands. "I'm Jess." When he shook Rory's hand, it felt like a bolt of lightening hit his whole entire body and he backed away, wondering if she felt it too or if it was just him.
"Yeah we know. Listen, we heard you playing your guitar and singing-" Lane started. "And it was SO awesome."
"Thanks." He replied nonchalantly.
"Do you umm...wanna be in a band?" Lane asked timidly.
"What kind of music do you play?"
"All kinds."
"That's cool." He paused pretending to think, though he had already made up his mind. "Sure I'll do it."
"Really? That's great!" Lane ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck, almost knocking him to the ground.
"Ummm..." Jess wasn't quite sure what to do.
"Sorry- she gets kinda emotional." Rory explained.
"Uh ok." He replied as Lane let go of him.
"Practice is at noon on Saturdays, k?"
"Sure."
"Ok! See you then! BYE!" Lane and Rory left to tell Zach and Bryan that they could leave-much to Dave's disappointment.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hey, Jess." Greeted Spencer as his little brother entered the room. "You look...happy..." He stared him straight in the eye. "You smokin somethin?"
"No." He sat down on his bed and began to read.
"You meet a girl?"
"Jeez! Would you lay off!" He yelled, his voice echoing throughout the tiny apartment.
"Ah, so it IS that you found a girl!" He said imitating Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean. Jess sat there completely silent, trying to ignore the constant yammering of Spencer. "Well, sincer you are going to ignore me, I'm going out with my girl. See ya." He put on his coat and walked out the door.
Jess put his book face down on the bed. "Rory...." He sait outloud to no one. He smiled at the sound of her name. He pictured her beautiful face and her blue eyes, her sweet voice, and kind spirit. She was beautiful.
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A/N: Yeah I know it's weird that Jess is singing and stuff but just imagine with me here. I think that he would looke cool in a band. I know this story isn't entirely original but I'm working on where I'm going with this. Any ideas? Please review! 1st Song: The Sky is Falling by Lifehouse
2nd Song: View From Heaven by Yellowcard
