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A/N:Sorry it took so long to update, I had to go on a stupid road trip, I was gone for about 4 or 5 days and the stone age didn't have a computer. Seriously, the only thing I can say about this trip is that I now offically understand how Jess felt when he entered small town Hell.
Okay, after careful consideration,(see how I make it sound like this is important) I've decided I'm not 100% sure yet, but I'm thinking I'm going to make it a sequel for the following reason, I'm going to have to make a big time gap, months actually, to get to the next part of the story, where my idea kicks in. So I'll give you a more recent episode that it's going to pick up from, I haven't decided on one yet, but I may tweak a couple things too. The sequel will be longer than this story is. However, I still have to tie up some loose ends in this part of the story, well, If I make it a sequel I guess it would be the end of this story. But whatever, I need to tie that up. Today I'm feeling a soft spot for Dean, I have no idea if that's going to show up in my writing, probably not, but just thought I'd warn you in case. As an afterthought, I might do where I skip a few weeks, or so in this chapter.
Also, for the rest of this story at least, I'm making no attempt whatsoever to make Lor and Jess like each other. They still hate each other, and will continue to hate each other at least until this story's end.
*
I got out of the shower on Monday morning. I was towel drying my hair when I walked out into the livingroom to see Mom.
"Hey kiddo, still with the 'Ten Thousand Leagues Under the Sea' look."
"You said that last time, you do know that the book's called 'Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea', right?"
"Yep, but you've only looked wet enough for ten thousand." she said.
"You're a nut."
"But you love me anyway." she said, smiling.
"For some reason." I nodded.
"You almost ready?" she asked.
"Yep." I smiled.
"Wanna go get loverboy- er, I mean, coffee." she covered her mouth with an innocent look.
"Yes, actually, I want both." I said.
She stuck her tongue out at me, "Let's go, let's go!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." I grabbed my bookbag and we went out, on our way to Luke's.
We walked in, "Lukie! Coffee." she saw Jess, even looked at him, but decided against actually speaking to him.
"Hi, Dean." I said with a straight face. Mom gaped at me.
"Hey, I take great offense to that." Jess said with a pout.
"Has anyone ever told you you're cute when you're pouting?" I asked.
"No." he purposely kept the pout.
"Well, you are." I said as I leaned over and kissed him.
"Did you just call him Dean?" Mom asked.
"Yes, I did."
"But she did it on purpose, so don't get too excited." Jess said.
"Oh, I just love him." Mom said sarcastically, pointing to Jess and rolling her eyes.
"I assure you the feeling's mutual." he said sarcastically right back.
"Okay, Luke! We need coffee over here." I called out pointing to Mom.
"Oh, just butter me up why don't ya." she said to me.
"Well, it'll work." I said.
"You're right." she agreed.
"What?" Luke asked gruffly.
"Mommy needs coffee." I said sweetly.
"Her stomach already has no lining." he said, "She does not need more coffee."
"Yes, she does. Otherwise I think she might attempt to kill Jess." I said.
"And that's a bad thing?" Luke asked as he poured her coffee.
"Hey." Jess said.
"Yes, that's a bad thing." I said.
"Well, at least someone here cares about me." Jess pretended to be offended.
"Yes, someone does." I said.
"Okay, new topic." Mom said, sipping her coffee. "This coffee is so good."
I rolled my eyes at her, "Well, I wouldn't know, I don't have any." I picked up my cup and looked closer, "I don't see any in here." I help it up above my head as if inspecting the bottom for a leak. "Hmm."
"You know, you could have just asked me for coffee." Jess said.
"Yes, but that takes all the fun away." I said.
"You're crazy." he took my cup.
"Mean." I frowned.
Then he poured some coffee in it. "Mean, huh?" he held it just out of reach.
"I meant nice." I smiled.
"Nope, you already said I was mean." he shook his head.
"You wouldn't deprive a Gilmore of her coffee." I narrowed my eyes.
"Oh, wouldn't I?"
I gasped, "You would."
"Yep, part of the whole mean thing." he said.
"And after I called you unpleasant and not sweet." I reminded him.
"Ah, okay, I'll let it slide this time. But only because you said I wasn't sweet." he gave me my coffee.
Mom looked at us, "You are a very weird couple."
"Thank you." I said, taking a sip of my coffee.
"We try." Jess said.
"Well, you succeed." she said.
"Good for us." I said.
"Ooh," Mom said.
"What?" I asked.
"Bad blonde ex-girlfriend, coming this way. Shield your eyes." she covered my eyes.
"I think not." I said moving her hand.
"And we're the weird ones?" Jess asked.
Shane came and stood by the seat next to mine. "Can I get a coffee to go?"
Jess got her coffee, "Here you go." he gave it to her.
"Thanks." she went over and payed Luke.
Mom was just watching Jess, he noticed. "What?"
"Nothing." she said.
"You're staring at me for no reason?"
"I'm not staring at you." she said.
"Sorry," he rolled his eyes, "Watching intently." he corrected.
"I am not." she denied it.
Finally he decided just to answer the question that she never asked. "What did you expect? Her to plot to steal me back? Not everyone's a Dean."
"There was no weirdness there at all." she said.
"Again, everyone's not a Dean." he said.
"Yes, but you're supposed to have some level of weirdness when talking to your ex-boyfriend. Take Rory and Dean for example." Mom said.
"No, do not take Dean and me for example." I objected.
"It's not like we were madly in love." Jess said, then catching it when Mom tilted her head slightly, "I'm not saying that they were madly in love."
I smiled to myself. "Who says they weren't?" Mom asked.
"They weren't." he said.
"How do you know?" she asked.
"I know everything." he said.
"Am I annoying you?" she asked amused.
"No. Well...you do have a tendency to do that." he nodded.
"Okay, you guys, time to put your guns back in their holders." I said.
"Well, what makes you think she wasn't madly in love with Dean?" Mom asked Jess, ignoring me.
"Mom," I scolded.
"Simple, who's she with?" Jess replied, also ignoring me. "Not Dean."
"That just means you're good at stealing girls away from their boyfriends that they're madly in love with." she said.
"Mother." I repeated, firmer this time.
"Oh yes, my hobby." he said sarcastically.
"You know what, I'd like a donut, Jess, will you please give me a donut? I'll be eternally grateful." I said.
"Sure. What kind?" he asked, leaving the conversation at my obvious distress.
"Uh, glazed please." I said.
"Here you go." he gave me my glazed donut.
"Thank you." I said. "So, Mom, we should be getting to work and school." I said.
"Okay," she took a last sip of her coffee. "Now you can drag me out of here. Even though I know the only reason you want me to leave is so that me and your boyfriend don't get into a Celebrity Deathmatch, without the whole celebrity thing. And we're not clay." she said.
"Well, that doesn't sound like a bad reason." I said. I got up and went around and kissed Jess, "I'll see you later."
"Okay, bye." he said.
"Bye Lukie, bye Jess." Mom said.
"Ma'am" Jess replied, recieving a glare from Mom.
"Okay," I pulled her arm, "Come on, tiger. Bye Jess."
"Did you hear what he called me?" she asked once we were outside.
"Yes, I can think of many other things that he could have called you that are worse though." I said.
"He knows I hate that." she complained.
"I know, that's why he did it." I told her.
"He's so annoying." she said.
"He feels the same way."
"What on Earth do you see in him?"
"Lots." I grinned.
"Ah, never ask a puppy love victim a question like that." she said.
"I do not have puppy love."
"Ha! You have major puppy love symptoms."
"I do not."
"Yep. The puppy love monster has a hold on you." she nodded.
"I'm tuning you out now."
"I shall take the stars from your eyes, and put them up in the skies." she said in her best poetic voice.
"Oh, geeze."
"My baby likes a pest, that they've been known to call Jess." she continued.
"Stop it."
"He stole her heart away from Dean, but still continued to me to be mean."
"I am walking to my bus now." I said turning.
"You're boyfriend Jess is very cruel, I will see you after school!" she called after me.
I smiled and waved her off as I boarded my bus.
*
After school I ran to Lane's. "Hi, Mrs.Kim, is Lane busy?"
"Lane is doing homework."
"Mama, I'm done." Lane came down the stairs.
"You're finished? All of it?" she asked.
"Yeah." Lane nodded.
"Okay," she said reluctantly.
"Okay, so I'll be home soon."
"You be home in one hour." she ordered.
"Okay," And Lane and I left.
"Our phone does nothing but ring, and it's never for us." I said.
"Sorry about that. But I can't take the calls at my house."
"I didn't even know there were that many people in Stars Hollow, let alone bands."
"So, I have calls to return too?"
"Yeah, um, they're on the paper on the table. You can just start at the top." I said, slowing down.
"Aren't you coming?" she asked when she noticed I had basically stopped.
"I was going to run in the diner." I pointed to the diner.
"Oh, okay. Well, have fun playing kissy face, I'll call you later."
"Bye." I smiled and waved as she headed toward my house. I opened the diner door. Then I saw Miss Patty was torturing Jess. I walked up behind him and pecked on his shoulder, he turned to face me, "Flirting are we?" I asked, "And they pay you for doing this." I shook my head in mock disappointment.
"Hi," he kissed me a long kiss.
"Hi," I said, "Hi, Miss Patty."
"Hi, darling." she smiled.
"I'm going to steal him for a minute, okay?" I pulled him away.
"Thank you. I was about to see if I closed my eyes and wished real hard, if I'd disappear." he said.
"Or you could wish you were at the beach or the playground like on Barney."
"The playground? Now that's my dream place." he said sarcastically.
"I knew that. I'm good."
He put his notepad down. "Want to go upstairs?"
"Sure," I said.
"You're supposed to be working" Luke said.
"Hey, I was nice to Patty, I now have emotional scars that may never heal. Do you know how many sarcastic comments popped into my head? And I didn't say more than one of them." Jess said. "I'm taking a break now, buh bye." he led me toward the stairs.
"Ah, you would if I said you couldn't anyway." Luke mumbled.
"Well, it's good to see that you're listening to your authority figures now." I teased once we were upstairs.
"Hey, I'm improving. I really was nice to Patty." he said.
"Oh, you're just caving in, you're probably developing a crush on her." I said.
"Okay, that's just disturbing." he said.
"I know. I'm proud that you were nice." I said.
"Thank you." he nodded.
"You're very welcome. And the fact that the person you were nice to would like nothing more than to jump your bones, is something I'll ignore." I said with a smile.
"Okay, still disturbing, stop."
"Why? I like to tease you."
"I've noticed. But pick another way."
"Well, I could start calling you Dean again." I said thoughtfully.
"Okay, you need new ideas."
"Why? You don't like Dean?" I feigned surprise.
He rolled his eyes, "Sure, I do. We're pals, best friends even, so when somebody accidentally poisons his food, I won't be a suspect." he said.
"My homicidal maniac boyfriend." I hugged him, "I'm so proud that you finally found a way to cover your tracks."
"Aren't you though?" he wrapped his arm around me.
"Yep," we leaned in to kiss.
The door opened, so we broke apart. "Sorry, I forgot my calculator." Luke said.
"Liar." Jess said. "It's a good thing I don't get my jollies from people not trusting me. I'd be merrier than Santa Clause."
Luke rolled his eyes at Jess, grabbed his calculator and went back downstairs.
"Now, where were we?" Jess asked.
"Somewhere around here." I kissed him.
*
Twenty-five minutes, and three 'forgotten' items later, Jess and I decided to go back downstairs.
"Hey Lukie!" Mom walked in, "Hi, babe." Mom greeted me.
"Hi," I said.
"I'm surprised you're downstairs." she said.
"Yes, well..." I started.
"We wouldn't be if amnesic man wouldn't have forgotten everything but his head upstairs." Jess said.
"Lukie! Good job, but I need coffee." Mom said, then tossed a teasing smile at Jess.
No more than that, and Dean walked in. "Incoming." Jess said to me.
"Huh?" then I saw Dean walking our way. "Oh, remember you're friends." I teased.
"Always." he said sarcastically.
Dean sat down on the stool next to mine. Of course.
"What do you want?" Jess asked.
"Wow, you get friendlier everyday." Dean replied sarcastically.
"Yeah, well, I'd do backflips, but I don't have enough tolerance to do that and be in the same building as you without finding a way of killing myself."
"Oh, well don't let me stop you. Do you need some rope?"
"Only if it's around your neck." he replied.
Mom watched amused. "We need some popcorn." Mom whispered loudly to me.
"Did you want something?" Jess asked.
"Coffee." Dean said.
"Okay." he got him a cup of coffee.
"Thanks." Dean replied. "So, Rory, how are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm good." We talked for a few minutes about school, Clara, basically anything comfortable. I didn't notice that Jess seemed a little bothered, Mom noticed, Dean did too. And he enjoyed it, he also made it worse whenever he possibly could. Then after talking for a few minutes, Dean said he had to go.
"I really enjoyed talking to you." he said.
"I did too." I smiled.
"I'll see you later." he said.
"Bye." I said. He walked out.
"I'm glad you guys didn't seem to have the weirdness." Mom said.
"Yeah." I agreed.
"Maybe I was wrong." she said.
"Well, there was weirdness before." I said. "The first time we talked."
"Ah, Jess, have you talked to Shane before that, or is it just not weird for you two?"
"Not that it's any of your business, because it's not, but no, we haven't talked before." he said.
"I see." she said extremely self satisfied. "Well, are you ready to go, babe?"
"Oh, sure." I said.
"'Kay, let's go." she said.
I stood up. "I'll see you later." I said to Jess.
"Okay." he kissed me.
"Bye." I smiled and followed Mom out. "What do you look so smug about?" I asked her.
"No reason. Nothing at all." she said. "So, just wondering, but before when you and Dean were talking, you said you forgot about Jess, and you were talking to Dean."
"Right."
"How did Jess react?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"To you talking to Dean."
"Great. I was afraid he'd be mad, but he wasn't. At all. He was great about it."
"Is that weird at all?"
"No, I mean it was different, 'cause I was used to Dean, and Dean flipped anytime I was talking to Jess. But Jess isn't like that."
"Sounds secure." she remarked.
"Why wouldn't he be?"
"Oh, I don't know. Just wasn't sure."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Nothing. I meant nothing. I was just saying. Because, you know, he just seemed so cool with you and Dean in there. Did you, uh, notice?" she asked.
"Well, not really, I was talking to Dean. Was he really good with it?"
"Oh, yeah. Really really good."
"That's good." I said with a smile.
*
Tuesday after school, Lane came running in my room with an excited look on her face.
"Guess what, guess what!"
"What?" I asked.
"I found the perfect band. I am so excited!"
"That's great, what's it called?" I asked.
"I don't know. They don't have a name yet." she said.
"Oh, wow, that's great." I smiled at her. "Tell me all about them."
"Well," she sat down on my bed, "There's three guys, Zach, Brian and Dave."
Lane told me all about her new band all the way until my mom got home.
"And Dave, he plays the guitar-"
"Hey girlies!" Mom walked in.
Lane's jaw dropped, "You're home? What are you doing here already?"
"Yeah, I'm always home right now. Now, I was going to be late because I was going to take advantage of this very rare occasion that Rory's not with Jess, and maybe kill him or something-"
Lane jumped up, "I've gotta go! Make sure you fill me in on the killing Jess thing later, but my mom is going to kill me. I was supposed to be home thirty minutes ago." she darted out of the room.
"Oh, okay." Mom said.
"Bye." I called after her.
"She's very energetic."
"Yeah. She found the perfect band."
"Oh, cool. Now she can get rich and famous!"
"Aren't you glad?"
"Oh yeah! Plus, famous people can murder people, cough Jess cough, without getting caught. Just ask Good Charlotte." she nodded matter-of-factly.
"Well, I'm glad to see you're always thinking of Jess." I said.
"Always. I need to send him some flowers and profess my undying love for him." she said.
"Am I the only one who found that somewhat disturbing?" I asked her.
"How come you found it disturbing?"
"Because....I'm going to leave it at that." I said.
"Why? Don't like the idea of me being in love with your Jess?"
"Don't like it at all. Nope nope nope."
"How come? Don't like the visual?" she smiled.
"What visual? Never mind I don't want-"
"Think kissy kissy thoughts. Geeze, if we sucked face as much as you guys do."
"...To know." I grimaced.
"Is he a good kisser? 'Cause it would so suck if he wasn't."
"Yes, he is a very good kisser. But-"
"Eeew! Over share!"
"Would you let me finish?"
"Yes. Please do."
"But it doesn't matter, because he's taken. And you hate him."
"No, I love him. I loooove him. Yep, I looove Jess! I love him, I love him, I really love him."
"I'm sick now, I'm sick now, I'm really sick now."
"Now you know how I felt when you said it." she teased.
"I assure you, you have my deepest sympathies."
The phone rang. Mom grabbed it.
"Hi-lo." she greeted.
"Hi, is Rory there?"
"Sure Jess, just a second." she grinned at me.
"Give me it." I reached out for the phone before she could do something stupid.
"Here she is. I'll looove you forever!" she handed me the phone and started dancing around the house.
I tried to control my laughter. "Hello."
"Hi, what did she just say?"
I giggled again. "Never mind her. She's insane."
"I knew that already."
"You must be smart." I said.
"That must be it."
"So, what are doing?" I asked him.
"Listening to your whacky mother profess her everlasting love for me." I could almost hear him smirk.
"Oh no." I covered my eyes. "I was hoping you couldn't decipher the words through her craziness."
"She must think I'm Luke."
"You should have said that to her."
"What should he have said? Keep it Pg-13 please." Mom asked.
"He's assuming you mistook him for Luke." I said.
"Hey!" she objected.
"Ha ha." Jess said. "Hey Luke, Lorelai says she loves you." I heard him say.
"Was that really Luke?" I asked.
"Yeah, now he's professing his undying love for her, this could get very Hallmark cardish. He loves her, always has, always will, they're soulmates, she's the one, his other half, his life meant nothing until she called him Duke da da da. I think there's a marriage proposal in the near future, tell her next time she gets danish she better look before she eats it, he has more to say but I'm starting to get sick." he said. "Chill out Uncle Luke, she's not listening."
"You're mean." I smiled into the phone.
"I know, torturing people is my job." he said.
Mom was pouting. "Tell him I don't love him anymore."
"Tell her I'll never recover." Jess said. "Ill write to Montel, I'll sit in my room and listen to sad songs."
"I know I fade in comparison, but I'll try to cheer you up." I said.
"Ooh, well, in that case I'm horribly depressed. Seriously, I'm so sad I may bawl like a baby."
"Ooh, poor thing." I said.
"Yeah."
"Do you need some company to cheer you up?"
"That might help ease the heartache." he said.
"I'll be right over." I said.
"I'll be waiting." he said.
"See you in a minute."
"'Kay, bye." We hung up.
"Why'd you say you'd see him in a minute?" Mom asked.
"Because, I'm going over."
"For coffee?"
"No. For Jess, he's heartbroken, and as his girlfriend it's my job to cheer him up."
"He he. Downstairs?"
"Probably not, don't worry, Luke's probably already planted an array of forgotten objects upstairs."
"Fine, but please don't go in Jess' room." she said.
"He's right, he would be Santa." I said.
"What?" she asked lost.
"Never mind. See you later." I went to the door.
"Don't even go within ten feet of his room."
"His room's not a Venus fly trap." I said.
"It's not a Venus fly trap I'm worried about, and if I wanted to get lewd there are so many things that I could've just said."
"I won't go in his room. Although it wouldn't matter if I did."
"It matters to me."
"Good bye."
"Bye," she said. "Be good!"
"Always." I shut the door behind me. And off I went to see good ol' Saint Nick.
*
A/N: Hey there! Hope you liked it, I'll try to update sooner than I did this time. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
A/N:Sorry it took so long to update, I had to go on a stupid road trip, I was gone for about 4 or 5 days and the stone age didn't have a computer. Seriously, the only thing I can say about this trip is that I now offically understand how Jess felt when he entered small town Hell.
Okay, after careful consideration,(see how I make it sound like this is important) I've decided I'm not 100% sure yet, but I'm thinking I'm going to make it a sequel for the following reason, I'm going to have to make a big time gap, months actually, to get to the next part of the story, where my idea kicks in. So I'll give you a more recent episode that it's going to pick up from, I haven't decided on one yet, but I may tweak a couple things too. The sequel will be longer than this story is. However, I still have to tie up some loose ends in this part of the story, well, If I make it a sequel I guess it would be the end of this story. But whatever, I need to tie that up. Today I'm feeling a soft spot for Dean, I have no idea if that's going to show up in my writing, probably not, but just thought I'd warn you in case. As an afterthought, I might do where I skip a few weeks, or so in this chapter.
Also, for the rest of this story at least, I'm making no attempt whatsoever to make Lor and Jess like each other. They still hate each other, and will continue to hate each other at least until this story's end.
*
I got out of the shower on Monday morning. I was towel drying my hair when I walked out into the livingroom to see Mom.
"Hey kiddo, still with the 'Ten Thousand Leagues Under the Sea' look."
"You said that last time, you do know that the book's called 'Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea', right?"
"Yep, but you've only looked wet enough for ten thousand." she said.
"You're a nut."
"But you love me anyway." she said, smiling.
"For some reason." I nodded.
"You almost ready?" she asked.
"Yep." I smiled.
"Wanna go get loverboy- er, I mean, coffee." she covered her mouth with an innocent look.
"Yes, actually, I want both." I said.
She stuck her tongue out at me, "Let's go, let's go!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." I grabbed my bookbag and we went out, on our way to Luke's.
We walked in, "Lukie! Coffee." she saw Jess, even looked at him, but decided against actually speaking to him.
"Hi, Dean." I said with a straight face. Mom gaped at me.
"Hey, I take great offense to that." Jess said with a pout.
"Has anyone ever told you you're cute when you're pouting?" I asked.
"No." he purposely kept the pout.
"Well, you are." I said as I leaned over and kissed him.
"Did you just call him Dean?" Mom asked.
"Yes, I did."
"But she did it on purpose, so don't get too excited." Jess said.
"Oh, I just love him." Mom said sarcastically, pointing to Jess and rolling her eyes.
"I assure you the feeling's mutual." he said sarcastically right back.
"Okay, Luke! We need coffee over here." I called out pointing to Mom.
"Oh, just butter me up why don't ya." she said to me.
"Well, it'll work." I said.
"You're right." she agreed.
"What?" Luke asked gruffly.
"Mommy needs coffee." I said sweetly.
"Her stomach already has no lining." he said, "She does not need more coffee."
"Yes, she does. Otherwise I think she might attempt to kill Jess." I said.
"And that's a bad thing?" Luke asked as he poured her coffee.
"Hey." Jess said.
"Yes, that's a bad thing." I said.
"Well, at least someone here cares about me." Jess pretended to be offended.
"Yes, someone does." I said.
"Okay, new topic." Mom said, sipping her coffee. "This coffee is so good."
I rolled my eyes at her, "Well, I wouldn't know, I don't have any." I picked up my cup and looked closer, "I don't see any in here." I help it up above my head as if inspecting the bottom for a leak. "Hmm."
"You know, you could have just asked me for coffee." Jess said.
"Yes, but that takes all the fun away." I said.
"You're crazy." he took my cup.
"Mean." I frowned.
Then he poured some coffee in it. "Mean, huh?" he held it just out of reach.
"I meant nice." I smiled.
"Nope, you already said I was mean." he shook his head.
"You wouldn't deprive a Gilmore of her coffee." I narrowed my eyes.
"Oh, wouldn't I?"
I gasped, "You would."
"Yep, part of the whole mean thing." he said.
"And after I called you unpleasant and not sweet." I reminded him.
"Ah, okay, I'll let it slide this time. But only because you said I wasn't sweet." he gave me my coffee.
Mom looked at us, "You are a very weird couple."
"Thank you." I said, taking a sip of my coffee.
"We try." Jess said.
"Well, you succeed." she said.
"Good for us." I said.
"Ooh," Mom said.
"What?" I asked.
"Bad blonde ex-girlfriend, coming this way. Shield your eyes." she covered my eyes.
"I think not." I said moving her hand.
"And we're the weird ones?" Jess asked.
Shane came and stood by the seat next to mine. "Can I get a coffee to go?"
Jess got her coffee, "Here you go." he gave it to her.
"Thanks." she went over and payed Luke.
Mom was just watching Jess, he noticed. "What?"
"Nothing." she said.
"You're staring at me for no reason?"
"I'm not staring at you." she said.
"Sorry," he rolled his eyes, "Watching intently." he corrected.
"I am not." she denied it.
Finally he decided just to answer the question that she never asked. "What did you expect? Her to plot to steal me back? Not everyone's a Dean."
"There was no weirdness there at all." she said.
"Again, everyone's not a Dean." he said.
"Yes, but you're supposed to have some level of weirdness when talking to your ex-boyfriend. Take Rory and Dean for example." Mom said.
"No, do not take Dean and me for example." I objected.
"It's not like we were madly in love." Jess said, then catching it when Mom tilted her head slightly, "I'm not saying that they were madly in love."
I smiled to myself. "Who says they weren't?" Mom asked.
"They weren't." he said.
"How do you know?" she asked.
"I know everything." he said.
"Am I annoying you?" she asked amused.
"No. Well...you do have a tendency to do that." he nodded.
"Okay, you guys, time to put your guns back in their holders." I said.
"Well, what makes you think she wasn't madly in love with Dean?" Mom asked Jess, ignoring me.
"Mom," I scolded.
"Simple, who's she with?" Jess replied, also ignoring me. "Not Dean."
"That just means you're good at stealing girls away from their boyfriends that they're madly in love with." she said.
"Mother." I repeated, firmer this time.
"Oh yes, my hobby." he said sarcastically.
"You know what, I'd like a donut, Jess, will you please give me a donut? I'll be eternally grateful." I said.
"Sure. What kind?" he asked, leaving the conversation at my obvious distress.
"Uh, glazed please." I said.
"Here you go." he gave me my glazed donut.
"Thank you." I said. "So, Mom, we should be getting to work and school." I said.
"Okay," she took a last sip of her coffee. "Now you can drag me out of here. Even though I know the only reason you want me to leave is so that me and your boyfriend don't get into a Celebrity Deathmatch, without the whole celebrity thing. And we're not clay." she said.
"Well, that doesn't sound like a bad reason." I said. I got up and went around and kissed Jess, "I'll see you later."
"Okay, bye." he said.
"Bye Lukie, bye Jess." Mom said.
"Ma'am" Jess replied, recieving a glare from Mom.
"Okay," I pulled her arm, "Come on, tiger. Bye Jess."
"Did you hear what he called me?" she asked once we were outside.
"Yes, I can think of many other things that he could have called you that are worse though." I said.
"He knows I hate that." she complained.
"I know, that's why he did it." I told her.
"He's so annoying." she said.
"He feels the same way."
"What on Earth do you see in him?"
"Lots." I grinned.
"Ah, never ask a puppy love victim a question like that." she said.
"I do not have puppy love."
"Ha! You have major puppy love symptoms."
"I do not."
"Yep. The puppy love monster has a hold on you." she nodded.
"I'm tuning you out now."
"I shall take the stars from your eyes, and put them up in the skies." she said in her best poetic voice.
"Oh, geeze."
"My baby likes a pest, that they've been known to call Jess." she continued.
"Stop it."
"He stole her heart away from Dean, but still continued to me to be mean."
"I am walking to my bus now." I said turning.
"You're boyfriend Jess is very cruel, I will see you after school!" she called after me.
I smiled and waved her off as I boarded my bus.
*
After school I ran to Lane's. "Hi, Mrs.Kim, is Lane busy?"
"Lane is doing homework."
"Mama, I'm done." Lane came down the stairs.
"You're finished? All of it?" she asked.
"Yeah." Lane nodded.
"Okay," she said reluctantly.
"Okay, so I'll be home soon."
"You be home in one hour." she ordered.
"Okay," And Lane and I left.
"Our phone does nothing but ring, and it's never for us." I said.
"Sorry about that. But I can't take the calls at my house."
"I didn't even know there were that many people in Stars Hollow, let alone bands."
"So, I have calls to return too?"
"Yeah, um, they're on the paper on the table. You can just start at the top." I said, slowing down.
"Aren't you coming?" she asked when she noticed I had basically stopped.
"I was going to run in the diner." I pointed to the diner.
"Oh, okay. Well, have fun playing kissy face, I'll call you later."
"Bye." I smiled and waved as she headed toward my house. I opened the diner door. Then I saw Miss Patty was torturing Jess. I walked up behind him and pecked on his shoulder, he turned to face me, "Flirting are we?" I asked, "And they pay you for doing this." I shook my head in mock disappointment.
"Hi," he kissed me a long kiss.
"Hi," I said, "Hi, Miss Patty."
"Hi, darling." she smiled.
"I'm going to steal him for a minute, okay?" I pulled him away.
"Thank you. I was about to see if I closed my eyes and wished real hard, if I'd disappear." he said.
"Or you could wish you were at the beach or the playground like on Barney."
"The playground? Now that's my dream place." he said sarcastically.
"I knew that. I'm good."
He put his notepad down. "Want to go upstairs?"
"Sure," I said.
"You're supposed to be working" Luke said.
"Hey, I was nice to Patty, I now have emotional scars that may never heal. Do you know how many sarcastic comments popped into my head? And I didn't say more than one of them." Jess said. "I'm taking a break now, buh bye." he led me toward the stairs.
"Ah, you would if I said you couldn't anyway." Luke mumbled.
"Well, it's good to see that you're listening to your authority figures now." I teased once we were upstairs.
"Hey, I'm improving. I really was nice to Patty." he said.
"Oh, you're just caving in, you're probably developing a crush on her." I said.
"Okay, that's just disturbing." he said.
"I know. I'm proud that you were nice." I said.
"Thank you." he nodded.
"You're very welcome. And the fact that the person you were nice to would like nothing more than to jump your bones, is something I'll ignore." I said with a smile.
"Okay, still disturbing, stop."
"Why? I like to tease you."
"I've noticed. But pick another way."
"Well, I could start calling you Dean again." I said thoughtfully.
"Okay, you need new ideas."
"Why? You don't like Dean?" I feigned surprise.
He rolled his eyes, "Sure, I do. We're pals, best friends even, so when somebody accidentally poisons his food, I won't be a suspect." he said.
"My homicidal maniac boyfriend." I hugged him, "I'm so proud that you finally found a way to cover your tracks."
"Aren't you though?" he wrapped his arm around me.
"Yep," we leaned in to kiss.
The door opened, so we broke apart. "Sorry, I forgot my calculator." Luke said.
"Liar." Jess said. "It's a good thing I don't get my jollies from people not trusting me. I'd be merrier than Santa Clause."
Luke rolled his eyes at Jess, grabbed his calculator and went back downstairs.
"Now, where were we?" Jess asked.
"Somewhere around here." I kissed him.
*
Twenty-five minutes, and three 'forgotten' items later, Jess and I decided to go back downstairs.
"Hey Lukie!" Mom walked in, "Hi, babe." Mom greeted me.
"Hi," I said.
"I'm surprised you're downstairs." she said.
"Yes, well..." I started.
"We wouldn't be if amnesic man wouldn't have forgotten everything but his head upstairs." Jess said.
"Lukie! Good job, but I need coffee." Mom said, then tossed a teasing smile at Jess.
No more than that, and Dean walked in. "Incoming." Jess said to me.
"Huh?" then I saw Dean walking our way. "Oh, remember you're friends." I teased.
"Always." he said sarcastically.
Dean sat down on the stool next to mine. Of course.
"What do you want?" Jess asked.
"Wow, you get friendlier everyday." Dean replied sarcastically.
"Yeah, well, I'd do backflips, but I don't have enough tolerance to do that and be in the same building as you without finding a way of killing myself."
"Oh, well don't let me stop you. Do you need some rope?"
"Only if it's around your neck." he replied.
Mom watched amused. "We need some popcorn." Mom whispered loudly to me.
"Did you want something?" Jess asked.
"Coffee." Dean said.
"Okay." he got him a cup of coffee.
"Thanks." Dean replied. "So, Rory, how are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm good." We talked for a few minutes about school, Clara, basically anything comfortable. I didn't notice that Jess seemed a little bothered, Mom noticed, Dean did too. And he enjoyed it, he also made it worse whenever he possibly could. Then after talking for a few minutes, Dean said he had to go.
"I really enjoyed talking to you." he said.
"I did too." I smiled.
"I'll see you later." he said.
"Bye." I said. He walked out.
"I'm glad you guys didn't seem to have the weirdness." Mom said.
"Yeah." I agreed.
"Maybe I was wrong." she said.
"Well, there was weirdness before." I said. "The first time we talked."
"Ah, Jess, have you talked to Shane before that, or is it just not weird for you two?"
"Not that it's any of your business, because it's not, but no, we haven't talked before." he said.
"I see." she said extremely self satisfied. "Well, are you ready to go, babe?"
"Oh, sure." I said.
"'Kay, let's go." she said.
I stood up. "I'll see you later." I said to Jess.
"Okay." he kissed me.
"Bye." I smiled and followed Mom out. "What do you look so smug about?" I asked her.
"No reason. Nothing at all." she said. "So, just wondering, but before when you and Dean were talking, you said you forgot about Jess, and you were talking to Dean."
"Right."
"How did Jess react?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"To you talking to Dean."
"Great. I was afraid he'd be mad, but he wasn't. At all. He was great about it."
"Is that weird at all?"
"No, I mean it was different, 'cause I was used to Dean, and Dean flipped anytime I was talking to Jess. But Jess isn't like that."
"Sounds secure." she remarked.
"Why wouldn't he be?"
"Oh, I don't know. Just wasn't sure."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Nothing. I meant nothing. I was just saying. Because, you know, he just seemed so cool with you and Dean in there. Did you, uh, notice?" she asked.
"Well, not really, I was talking to Dean. Was he really good with it?"
"Oh, yeah. Really really good."
"That's good." I said with a smile.
*
Tuesday after school, Lane came running in my room with an excited look on her face.
"Guess what, guess what!"
"What?" I asked.
"I found the perfect band. I am so excited!"
"That's great, what's it called?" I asked.
"I don't know. They don't have a name yet." she said.
"Oh, wow, that's great." I smiled at her. "Tell me all about them."
"Well," she sat down on my bed, "There's three guys, Zach, Brian and Dave."
Lane told me all about her new band all the way until my mom got home.
"And Dave, he plays the guitar-"
"Hey girlies!" Mom walked in.
Lane's jaw dropped, "You're home? What are you doing here already?"
"Yeah, I'm always home right now. Now, I was going to be late because I was going to take advantage of this very rare occasion that Rory's not with Jess, and maybe kill him or something-"
Lane jumped up, "I've gotta go! Make sure you fill me in on the killing Jess thing later, but my mom is going to kill me. I was supposed to be home thirty minutes ago." she darted out of the room.
"Oh, okay." Mom said.
"Bye." I called after her.
"She's very energetic."
"Yeah. She found the perfect band."
"Oh, cool. Now she can get rich and famous!"
"Aren't you glad?"
"Oh yeah! Plus, famous people can murder people, cough Jess cough, without getting caught. Just ask Good Charlotte." she nodded matter-of-factly.
"Well, I'm glad to see you're always thinking of Jess." I said.
"Always. I need to send him some flowers and profess my undying love for him." she said.
"Am I the only one who found that somewhat disturbing?" I asked her.
"How come you found it disturbing?"
"Because....I'm going to leave it at that." I said.
"Why? Don't like the idea of me being in love with your Jess?"
"Don't like it at all. Nope nope nope."
"How come? Don't like the visual?" she smiled.
"What visual? Never mind I don't want-"
"Think kissy kissy thoughts. Geeze, if we sucked face as much as you guys do."
"...To know." I grimaced.
"Is he a good kisser? 'Cause it would so suck if he wasn't."
"Yes, he is a very good kisser. But-"
"Eeew! Over share!"
"Would you let me finish?"
"Yes. Please do."
"But it doesn't matter, because he's taken. And you hate him."
"No, I love him. I loooove him. Yep, I looove Jess! I love him, I love him, I really love him."
"I'm sick now, I'm sick now, I'm really sick now."
"Now you know how I felt when you said it." she teased.
"I assure you, you have my deepest sympathies."
The phone rang. Mom grabbed it.
"Hi-lo." she greeted.
"Hi, is Rory there?"
"Sure Jess, just a second." she grinned at me.
"Give me it." I reached out for the phone before she could do something stupid.
"Here she is. I'll looove you forever!" she handed me the phone and started dancing around the house.
I tried to control my laughter. "Hello."
"Hi, what did she just say?"
I giggled again. "Never mind her. She's insane."
"I knew that already."
"You must be smart." I said.
"That must be it."
"So, what are doing?" I asked him.
"Listening to your whacky mother profess her everlasting love for me." I could almost hear him smirk.
"Oh no." I covered my eyes. "I was hoping you couldn't decipher the words through her craziness."
"She must think I'm Luke."
"You should have said that to her."
"What should he have said? Keep it Pg-13 please." Mom asked.
"He's assuming you mistook him for Luke." I said.
"Hey!" she objected.
"Ha ha." Jess said. "Hey Luke, Lorelai says she loves you." I heard him say.
"Was that really Luke?" I asked.
"Yeah, now he's professing his undying love for her, this could get very Hallmark cardish. He loves her, always has, always will, they're soulmates, she's the one, his other half, his life meant nothing until she called him Duke da da da. I think there's a marriage proposal in the near future, tell her next time she gets danish she better look before she eats it, he has more to say but I'm starting to get sick." he said. "Chill out Uncle Luke, she's not listening."
"You're mean." I smiled into the phone.
"I know, torturing people is my job." he said.
Mom was pouting. "Tell him I don't love him anymore."
"Tell her I'll never recover." Jess said. "Ill write to Montel, I'll sit in my room and listen to sad songs."
"I know I fade in comparison, but I'll try to cheer you up." I said.
"Ooh, well, in that case I'm horribly depressed. Seriously, I'm so sad I may bawl like a baby."
"Ooh, poor thing." I said.
"Yeah."
"Do you need some company to cheer you up?"
"That might help ease the heartache." he said.
"I'll be right over." I said.
"I'll be waiting." he said.
"See you in a minute."
"'Kay, bye." We hung up.
"Why'd you say you'd see him in a minute?" Mom asked.
"Because, I'm going over."
"For coffee?"
"No. For Jess, he's heartbroken, and as his girlfriend it's my job to cheer him up."
"He he. Downstairs?"
"Probably not, don't worry, Luke's probably already planted an array of forgotten objects upstairs."
"Fine, but please don't go in Jess' room." she said.
"He's right, he would be Santa." I said.
"What?" she asked lost.
"Never mind. See you later." I went to the door.
"Don't even go within ten feet of his room."
"His room's not a Venus fly trap." I said.
"It's not a Venus fly trap I'm worried about, and if I wanted to get lewd there are so many things that I could've just said."
"I won't go in his room. Although it wouldn't matter if I did."
"It matters to me."
"Good bye."
"Bye," she said. "Be good!"
"Always." I shut the door behind me. And off I went to see good ol' Saint Nick.
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A/N: Hey there! Hope you liked it, I'll try to update sooner than I did this time. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!