Chapter 2: Eye Love You
*Ursula: A ditzy waitress from the TV show Mad About You played by Lisa Kudrow.
**Louise Bennett- This is supposed to be Louise that Rory went to school with if you all remember her. I don't know her real last name so I'm making up one.
Fourteen Years Later...............
[Lora]
Lora Gilmore Forester walked down the Chilton hallway towards the exit. Today she started her freshman year there while Ross started his junior year. She had made friends with an African American girl named Jessica and Paris Geller's daughter, Kat that was short for Katherine, but she only had one class with them. Other than that, she hadn't made any other friends. Now she had to meet Ross because he was giving her a ride home, when people bumped into her, causing her to drop all her books and papers and causing them to scatter all over the floor.
"Perfect," Lora muttered, bending over to pick up some of the papers.
"Well, someone's having trouble," said a voice. "Does she have two left feet or is she not looking where she's going?"
Lora didn't know who it was, but she didn't care. I cannot deal with this right now, she thought.
"Look," she said. "I'm having trouble and I have to go meet my brother outside of school, so could you please just back off?"
She trailed off when she looked up. Staring down at her was a blonde- haired boy with blue eyes.
"I believe I didn't catch your name," Lora said.
What the hell is wrong with me? Lora thought. This guy insults me and then I start being nice?
"It's Gavin West," the boy said, bending down and collecting her papers. "And I'm really sorry. I was just making a joke. I guess I'm not so funny."
"Well, as long as it's just a joke then it's okay," Lora said, immediately kicking herself for her stupid remark.
Gavin chuckled. "I didn't get your name," he said.
"It's Lora Gilmore," she said. "It's short for Lorelai."
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's my mother's name and my grandmother's. My grandmother got first dibs on the full name so my mother got the nickname Rory and she and my mom decided to continue the 'Lorelai dynasty' so......."
Lora immediately stopped when she realized she was babbling and that Gavin was looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't usually babble this much," Lora said.
Gavin chuckled. "I do that all the time," he said, holding out a CD. "Is this yours?"
"Yeah," Lora said, taking the CD from him. "Thanks."
"You're an Evanescence fan?"
"Yeah, but they're the only alternative metal band that I like."
"I'm an Evanescence fan myself. What else do you listen to?"
"A lot of things. My family and I actually listen to the same music. We have a whole separate cabinet for all the CDs we listen to and......."
Lora realized she was babbling again.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I did it again."
"It's okay," Gavin said. "Are you in Ms. Callahan's third period English Lit class?"
"Yeah," Lora said.
"So am I," Gavin said.
"Really?" Lora asked. "Are you the guy who I bumped into on the way in?"
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry about that."
"It's okay."
"So, do you live in Hartford?"
"No, I live in a town called Stars Hollow."
"You're kidding. I live five minutes away from there."
"Really? What town?"
"South Berry."
"Oh, I've been there. It's nice."
They stopped at the parking lot, where Ross was waiting in his Jeep.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" Gavin said.
"Definitely," Lora replied.
"Bye."
"Bye."
Gavin walked away and Lora stared after him. She felt her face flush as she walked towards the car. Gavin was the cutest guy she'd ever seen. And I probably scared him off because of my babbling, she thought. But, her thoughts were interrupted when she bumped into the Jeep. She rolled her eyes and hopped in next to Ross, who looked like he was trying so hard not to laugh.
"Shut up," Lora said.
"I didn't say anything," Ross said.
"Whatever," Lora said, popping in the Evanescence CD.
"Who's the guy?" Ross asked.
"His name is Gavin. He's in my third period English class and I probably seem like a huge freak to him because I babbled on and on and on about my name and the fact that we have a cabinet for our CDs."
"I'm sure you didn't scare him off."
"Can we talk about something else? I could use a distraction."
[Ross]
Ross made a left turn out of the parking lot and into the street. He looked sideways at his sister who was mouthing the words to "Going Under." She was an exact copy of their mother and their grandmother, but she had their father's nose. She also inherited Rory and Lorelai's love for coffee. However, unlike their mother, she didn't really like school. Sure, she was an A student, but she still didn't like it.
Ross however was different. He had inherited Rory's love for school along with his dream of going to Yale, like his mother and his great- grandparents (Lora wanted to go, too). He looked a lot like his Dad with the exception that he had his mother's nose and her ears (not a noticeable feature, but still). He loved coffee, but not as much as the Lorelais.
"So this guy-"Ross started.
"I said I don't want to talk about it," Lora said.
"He's your first crush isn't he?" Ross finished.
"Yes," Lora said. "But, I really don't want to talk about how I made an ass of myself in front of him so for the fourteenth time can we please please please talk about something else?"
"Fine," Ross said. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Lora said. "Did you see Monica today?"
Ross cringed. Monica Pacing was Ross's ex-girlfriend. They had been going out for six months, but before school ended last year, she broke up with him someone else. They ended on good terms, but it still hurt. Yes, he'd had other girlfriends, but this was his first serious relationship. He was over her now, but it took him a month to get over her.
"Yeah," he said. "I saw her with her new boyfriend."
"Oh, my god," Lora said. "What a bitch."
"We broke up three months ago," Ross said. "It only falls under the 'bitch' category if she did it a week after we broke up."
"I'm really sorry," Lora said. "I wish there was something I could do."
"It's okay."
"You know, if you need someone to talk to.........hi."
"Thanks. I appreciate that."
This was the thing Ross loved about Lora and his parents. The four of them were like best friends. They did everything together and they could talk about anything with each other.
"Wallowing didn't help, huh?" Lora asked.
"Guys don't wallow," Ross said. "First we mope around the house and cry and act all depressed. Then, we watch porn and then we fantasize about being with the porn actresses-"
"STOP!" Lora yelled. "I'M HAVING BAD IMAGES!"
Ross chuckled and turned into their driveway and pushed the eject button on the CD player and handed the disc to Lora.
"You don't cut Evanescence off when they're in the middle of 'Tourniquet,'" Lora said, putting the CD in it's case.
"You do in my car," Ross said.
Lora rolled her eyes as the two of them got out of the car and went inside.
[Rory]
Rory waited for the kids to come home, but while she waited she called Dean on his cell phone. His eye was red and irritated and she scheduled and eye-doctor appointment for him because he hated eye doctors or anything that had to do with touching his eyes. Rory knew he was going to skip.
"Dean Forester," he said, answering his cell phone.
"Rory Gilmore Forester," Rory greeted him.
"Hi," he said, sounding happy to hear her voice.
"Where are you?" she asked.
"I'm at the office."
"You have an eye doctor appointment in a half hour."
There was a pause.
"Dean?" she said.
"I'm here," he said.
"Did you hear me?"
"Yeah. Don't worry. I'm there."
"You just told me your at the office."
"I meant the eye doctor's office."
"Dean, come home."
"Why?"
"Because."
"That's not enough of an answer."
"Please? I'm making the puppy face."
"And I can't stand the puppy face. I'll be home in five minutes."
As soon as Dean got home, Rory pushed him into the car and drove him to the eye doctor. He was a little difficult during the examination, but finally, the doctor figured out that he only had a minor infection and gave him some eye drops.
"Did you really have to come with me?" Dean asked, when they got home.
"Were you going to go on your own if I didn't call you?" Rory asked.
"Yes," Dean said.
Rory put her hands on her hips and looked at him skeptically.
"No," he admitted.
"Okay," Rory said, taking the eye drops out. "Let get this in your eye."
"I would, but I have to go to a meeting," Dean said, trying to get away.
"Nice try," Rory said, grabbing his arm. "Sit down on the couch."
"Fine," Dean said, resting his head on a pillow.
"On the count of three," Rory said. "One, two, three."
Before she could even move the dropper Dean turned away and hid his face in the couch.
"You are such a baby," Rory said, trying so hard not to laugh.
"Hey, ever since you found something living in your stuffed globe you won't go near another one," Dean said.
"That's not the same."
"You're right, but you're afraid of a toy."
Rory sighed. This was getting nowhere.
"All right, you know what?" she said.
She grabbed him but his ankles and pulled him on the floor.
"What are you doing?" he said
"These drops are going in your eyes," Rory said.
"Rory, stop!" he said, his voice getting a little louder as he started squirming.
"Oh, calm down!" she said, just as loud.
She pinned his arms down to the floor as he continued to squirm. Then she sat on his chest and pinned his arms down to the floor with her knees, which caused him not to move his arms.
"Oh, my god!" he yelled. "When did you become so freakishly strong?"
"Practice, honey," she said, holding his head down with one hand and holding his eye open with another.
Dean continued to yell in protest and Rory kept yelling at him to stop. Finally Rory squirted the drops in his eyes. He blinked, out of breath.
"Oh, my god!" a voice yelled. "Stop it!"
Rory and Dean looked up to see horrified expressions across Ross and Lora's faces.
"We know you guys do that and we're okay with it," Ross said. "But, can you please do that in your room?"
"Very funny," Rory said, getting off of Dean. "Dad had that eye doctor appointment today and needed my help to get his drops in his eyes."
"Whatever," Ross said.
"So how was school?" Dean asked.
"Fine," Lora said, getting a snack.
"Same," Ross said, following her. "Oh, Mom. Guess who's my English teacher?"
"Who?" Rory asked.
"Mr. Medina," Ross said.
"You're kidding," Rory said.
"No, I'm not."
"I can't believe he's still there? Is he old?"
"Oh, yeah."
[Dean]
After a few hours of talking Rory, Lora, Dean, and Ross went to Luke's for dinner. Luke and Lorelai were working behind the counter.
"Hi, Grandma!" Lora called.
"Hey!" Loralai said, running over to their table. "It's the Reed family!"
"Ha, ha," Rory said. "So *Ursula, you helping out Luke tonight?"
"Yeah," Lorelai said. "So, what can I get you guys?"
"The usual for me," Dean said.
"And me," Lora chimed in.
"And me," Ross said.
"And me," Rory finished.
"Okay," Lorelai said, writing down on her pad. "One usual and three and mes coming right up."
"Okay, so why were you pinning down on the floor if you weren't.........you know?" Lora asked.
"You know what a baby your father is about touching your eye or coming close to touching it," Rory said.
"Oh, yeah," Lora said. "I forgot about that. I mean, 'eye' forgot about it."
When she said, "eye" she point her finger up to her eye. Dean cringed.
"Stop it," he said.
"You know what my new favorite song is?" Rory said. "Me, Myself, and 'eye!'"
Rory lifted her finger to her eye when she said, "eye" which caused Dean to cringe again.
"Oh, my god!" he said.
"Another good song is 'Why don't you and 'eye,'" Ross said, raising his finger to his eye.
"Ross!" Dean said. "Everyone! Stop!"
"Sorry," they all mumbled.
Lorelai came by holding a coffee pot.
"You've got decaf, right?" Dean asked.
"Rory, you married a loser," Lorelai said, pouring Dean coffee.
"Hey, I resent that," Dean said, pointing his finger at Lorelai. "I'm not a loser! I'm a geek! There's a huge difference!"
"Same difference," Lorelai said, pouring everyone else a cup and a cup for herself.
"LORELAI!" Luke yelled, from behind the counter. "FOR GOD SAKES! NO DRINKING COFFEE WHILE YOU'RE ON DUTY!"
"I love you," Lorelai said, sweetly.
"I love you, too," Luke said. "No drinking coffee while you're on duty."
"Can't sweet talk him this time," Rory said.
"But, it always works!" Lorelai said, walking away.
"Oh, speaking of love," Ross said. "Lora met a guy today."
Lora glared at Ross. "Sleep with your eyes open tonight," Lora said.
"You met a guy?" Dean asked.
Lora rolled her eyes. "His name is Gavin West and he's in my third period English class," she said.
"Give me a physical description," Rory said.
"Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes."
"Score!"
"Yeah. I probably scared him off. I kept babbling."
"Ah, babbling," Dean said. "A very common quality that comes from your mother's side of the family."
"It's true," Rory said.
"You're not the only one who babbled around a guy," Dean said. "When your Mom and I met she kept babbling like an idiot!"
"Dean!" Rory said.
"It's true! You kept going on and on about your name until you told me that you never talked that much which I found hard to believe."
"Dean!"
"And then you babbled about the round cakes."
"You told me you thought the babbling was cute."
"I did. Lora, don't worry about your first impression on Kevin-"
"Gavin," Lora corrected.
"Gavin," Dean continued. "It probably didn't change what he thought about you. He's probably thinking about you right now."
"I just lost my appetite," Ross said.
Dean had to smile despite his son's wise crack. Lora was growing up so fast. He knew this day would come and he was prepared.
"Lora, I don't want to make you uncomfortable," Ross said. "But, Dad's mind matured a little more than most boys. Yeah, he's crushing on you, but he's also picturing you naked."
"ROSS!" Rory exclaimed.
"It's true," Ross said. "Isn't it, Dad?"
"We're not getting into that," Dean said.
"Good," Lora said. "Because now I'm losing my appetite."
Everyone laughed despite the disturbing conversation. Later, that night after Ross and Lora went to sleep, Rory and Dean lay in bed side by side. Rory shifted so she faced him.
"You know," Rory said. "Lora's run-in with Gavin got me thinking about............."
"Me, too," Dean said.
"Yeah," Rory said. "I didn't scare you did I?"
"No," Dean said. "Did I scare you with my whole 'I've been watching you' bit?"
"Yes," Rory joked. "I actually thought you were watching me in the creepy way."
"I'm watching you," Dean said in a low voice. "I want your soul."
Rory giggled and kissed him.
"You know that whole thing with the eye drops today," Dean said.
"What about it?" Rory asked.
"Was it wrong that I was totally aroused by that?" Dean joked.
Rory smiled and turned to the other side.
"Good night," she said.
"Is it?" he asked.
"Very," she said. "Good night."
Dean smiled. When he made jokes it always made Rory smile. He wrapped his arms around Rory's waist and kissed the top of her head and rested his chin on her shoulder and went to sleep.
[Ross]
Two weeks later, Ross walked into lunch by himself. His friends had to work on a project and couldn't join him so he looked for a table to sit at. He noticed a beautiful red haired girl with headphones on sitting at a table all by herself. He took his lunch and walked over to her table and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up at him. She had the most beautiful green eyes.
"Is anyone sitting here?" Ross asked.
"No," said the girl.
"Can I sit here?" Ross asked.
"Please," the girl said, gesturing to a seat across from her.
"I'm Ross Gilmore-Forester," Ross introduced himself.
"Ross Gilmore-Forester?" the girl repeated.
"Yeah," Ross said.
"Rory Gilmore-Forester's son?"
"Yeah."
"I love your mother's books! I am a huge fan!"
Rory was a novelist. Ross loved her books, too, but he never thought of her as a famous author. He thought of her as his mother. It was like hearing about another person when people talked about her like that.
"Yeah, so do I," Ross said. "And I would love to continue this conversation about my mother, but I don't know your name."
"Oh, Chloe Larkin," the girl said, introducing herself and taking her headphones off.
"So, what are you listening to?" Ross asked.
"U2," Chloe said. "They're one of my favorite bands."
"Really?" Ross said. "Mine, too."
"Really? Cool."
Ross smiled and took a bite of his sandwich. He had seen Chloe around before. He just couldn't quite put his finger on where.
"Are you in my fifth period physics class?" Ross asked.
"I'm not sure," Chloe said. "Who do you have?"
"Mr. Lubin."
"I have him, too. I've never seen you there before."
"I tend to sit in the back."
"That makes sense. I sit up front."
They sat and talked for the rest of the period when the bell rang. Chloe grabbed her stuff and stood up.
"Well, it was nice chatting with you," Chloe said.
"Glad to be of service," Ross said.
"I'll see you in class," Chloe said, tossing her hair and walking out of the cafeteria.
Eric stared after her as she left. She was an amazing girl and totally left Monica Pacing in the dust.
"What's wrong with you?" a voice behind him asked.
Ross turned around. Speak of the devil, he thought.
"What?" Ross asked.
"I just saw you talking to Chloe Larkin," Monica said.
"So?"
"Aren't you moving on a little too quickly?"
"Monica, it's been three months! You hooked up with Mitch two months ago! People talk slower than that."
"You think this is funny? Do you have any idea who her mother is?"
"Do I care who her mother is?"
"Her mother is Louise Larkin formerly known as **Louise Bennett. She used to go to this school and when she graduated from college she didn't have enough money so she became a hooker! That's how she met her husband. She fell in love with him after he hired her and she quit."
"You believe everything you hear!"
"She admitted it at a PTA meeting!"
"How does this affect you if I go out with her?"
"Because she's probably just like her mother. She's probably a slut. You shouldn't be with someone like Chloe Larkin."
"I'm not with her."
"But, you talked to her and I can tell that you like her."
"Look, Monica, if I want to talk to Chloe Larkin then I'm going to talk to Chloe Larkin and there's nothing you can do about it. "
Ross turned on his heel and walked away. Monica had a lot of nerve to act like a bitch. But, as soon as he left the cafeteria his head filled with thoughts about Chloe. She was very nice. He didn't care if her mother was a hooker. This was a very beautiful, sweet, smart girl.
To Be Continued......
A/N: I hope it wasn't too sappy, sex-deprived or boring. My brain is messed up and I was try to make it funny. Plus, I was trying to give you a taste of the Gilmore-Forester life. I'm trying to make it slightly like Rory and Lorelai's life except there's a father and a brother. Chapter 3 is coming soon.
*Ursula: A ditzy waitress from the TV show Mad About You played by Lisa Kudrow.
**Louise Bennett- This is supposed to be Louise that Rory went to school with if you all remember her. I don't know her real last name so I'm making up one.
Fourteen Years Later...............
[Lora]
Lora Gilmore Forester walked down the Chilton hallway towards the exit. Today she started her freshman year there while Ross started his junior year. She had made friends with an African American girl named Jessica and Paris Geller's daughter, Kat that was short for Katherine, but she only had one class with them. Other than that, she hadn't made any other friends. Now she had to meet Ross because he was giving her a ride home, when people bumped into her, causing her to drop all her books and papers and causing them to scatter all over the floor.
"Perfect," Lora muttered, bending over to pick up some of the papers.
"Well, someone's having trouble," said a voice. "Does she have two left feet or is she not looking where she's going?"
Lora didn't know who it was, but she didn't care. I cannot deal with this right now, she thought.
"Look," she said. "I'm having trouble and I have to go meet my brother outside of school, so could you please just back off?"
She trailed off when she looked up. Staring down at her was a blonde- haired boy with blue eyes.
"I believe I didn't catch your name," Lora said.
What the hell is wrong with me? Lora thought. This guy insults me and then I start being nice?
"It's Gavin West," the boy said, bending down and collecting her papers. "And I'm really sorry. I was just making a joke. I guess I'm not so funny."
"Well, as long as it's just a joke then it's okay," Lora said, immediately kicking herself for her stupid remark.
Gavin chuckled. "I didn't get your name," he said.
"It's Lora Gilmore," she said. "It's short for Lorelai."
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's my mother's name and my grandmother's. My grandmother got first dibs on the full name so my mother got the nickname Rory and she and my mom decided to continue the 'Lorelai dynasty' so......."
Lora immediately stopped when she realized she was babbling and that Gavin was looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't usually babble this much," Lora said.
Gavin chuckled. "I do that all the time," he said, holding out a CD. "Is this yours?"
"Yeah," Lora said, taking the CD from him. "Thanks."
"You're an Evanescence fan?"
"Yeah, but they're the only alternative metal band that I like."
"I'm an Evanescence fan myself. What else do you listen to?"
"A lot of things. My family and I actually listen to the same music. We have a whole separate cabinet for all the CDs we listen to and......."
Lora realized she was babbling again.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I did it again."
"It's okay," Gavin said. "Are you in Ms. Callahan's third period English Lit class?"
"Yeah," Lora said.
"So am I," Gavin said.
"Really?" Lora asked. "Are you the guy who I bumped into on the way in?"
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry about that."
"It's okay."
"So, do you live in Hartford?"
"No, I live in a town called Stars Hollow."
"You're kidding. I live five minutes away from there."
"Really? What town?"
"South Berry."
"Oh, I've been there. It's nice."
They stopped at the parking lot, where Ross was waiting in his Jeep.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" Gavin said.
"Definitely," Lora replied.
"Bye."
"Bye."
Gavin walked away and Lora stared after him. She felt her face flush as she walked towards the car. Gavin was the cutest guy she'd ever seen. And I probably scared him off because of my babbling, she thought. But, her thoughts were interrupted when she bumped into the Jeep. She rolled her eyes and hopped in next to Ross, who looked like he was trying so hard not to laugh.
"Shut up," Lora said.
"I didn't say anything," Ross said.
"Whatever," Lora said, popping in the Evanescence CD.
"Who's the guy?" Ross asked.
"His name is Gavin. He's in my third period English class and I probably seem like a huge freak to him because I babbled on and on and on about my name and the fact that we have a cabinet for our CDs."
"I'm sure you didn't scare him off."
"Can we talk about something else? I could use a distraction."
[Ross]
Ross made a left turn out of the parking lot and into the street. He looked sideways at his sister who was mouthing the words to "Going Under." She was an exact copy of their mother and their grandmother, but she had their father's nose. She also inherited Rory and Lorelai's love for coffee. However, unlike their mother, she didn't really like school. Sure, she was an A student, but she still didn't like it.
Ross however was different. He had inherited Rory's love for school along with his dream of going to Yale, like his mother and his great- grandparents (Lora wanted to go, too). He looked a lot like his Dad with the exception that he had his mother's nose and her ears (not a noticeable feature, but still). He loved coffee, but not as much as the Lorelais.
"So this guy-"Ross started.
"I said I don't want to talk about it," Lora said.
"He's your first crush isn't he?" Ross finished.
"Yes," Lora said. "But, I really don't want to talk about how I made an ass of myself in front of him so for the fourteenth time can we please please please talk about something else?"
"Fine," Ross said. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Lora said. "Did you see Monica today?"
Ross cringed. Monica Pacing was Ross's ex-girlfriend. They had been going out for six months, but before school ended last year, she broke up with him someone else. They ended on good terms, but it still hurt. Yes, he'd had other girlfriends, but this was his first serious relationship. He was over her now, but it took him a month to get over her.
"Yeah," he said. "I saw her with her new boyfriend."
"Oh, my god," Lora said. "What a bitch."
"We broke up three months ago," Ross said. "It only falls under the 'bitch' category if she did it a week after we broke up."
"I'm really sorry," Lora said. "I wish there was something I could do."
"It's okay."
"You know, if you need someone to talk to.........hi."
"Thanks. I appreciate that."
This was the thing Ross loved about Lora and his parents. The four of them were like best friends. They did everything together and they could talk about anything with each other.
"Wallowing didn't help, huh?" Lora asked.
"Guys don't wallow," Ross said. "First we mope around the house and cry and act all depressed. Then, we watch porn and then we fantasize about being with the porn actresses-"
"STOP!" Lora yelled. "I'M HAVING BAD IMAGES!"
Ross chuckled and turned into their driveway and pushed the eject button on the CD player and handed the disc to Lora.
"You don't cut Evanescence off when they're in the middle of 'Tourniquet,'" Lora said, putting the CD in it's case.
"You do in my car," Ross said.
Lora rolled her eyes as the two of them got out of the car and went inside.
[Rory]
Rory waited for the kids to come home, but while she waited she called Dean on his cell phone. His eye was red and irritated and she scheduled and eye-doctor appointment for him because he hated eye doctors or anything that had to do with touching his eyes. Rory knew he was going to skip.
"Dean Forester," he said, answering his cell phone.
"Rory Gilmore Forester," Rory greeted him.
"Hi," he said, sounding happy to hear her voice.
"Where are you?" she asked.
"I'm at the office."
"You have an eye doctor appointment in a half hour."
There was a pause.
"Dean?" she said.
"I'm here," he said.
"Did you hear me?"
"Yeah. Don't worry. I'm there."
"You just told me your at the office."
"I meant the eye doctor's office."
"Dean, come home."
"Why?"
"Because."
"That's not enough of an answer."
"Please? I'm making the puppy face."
"And I can't stand the puppy face. I'll be home in five minutes."
As soon as Dean got home, Rory pushed him into the car and drove him to the eye doctor. He was a little difficult during the examination, but finally, the doctor figured out that he only had a minor infection and gave him some eye drops.
"Did you really have to come with me?" Dean asked, when they got home.
"Were you going to go on your own if I didn't call you?" Rory asked.
"Yes," Dean said.
Rory put her hands on her hips and looked at him skeptically.
"No," he admitted.
"Okay," Rory said, taking the eye drops out. "Let get this in your eye."
"I would, but I have to go to a meeting," Dean said, trying to get away.
"Nice try," Rory said, grabbing his arm. "Sit down on the couch."
"Fine," Dean said, resting his head on a pillow.
"On the count of three," Rory said. "One, two, three."
Before she could even move the dropper Dean turned away and hid his face in the couch.
"You are such a baby," Rory said, trying so hard not to laugh.
"Hey, ever since you found something living in your stuffed globe you won't go near another one," Dean said.
"That's not the same."
"You're right, but you're afraid of a toy."
Rory sighed. This was getting nowhere.
"All right, you know what?" she said.
She grabbed him but his ankles and pulled him on the floor.
"What are you doing?" he said
"These drops are going in your eyes," Rory said.
"Rory, stop!" he said, his voice getting a little louder as he started squirming.
"Oh, calm down!" she said, just as loud.
She pinned his arms down to the floor as he continued to squirm. Then she sat on his chest and pinned his arms down to the floor with her knees, which caused him not to move his arms.
"Oh, my god!" he yelled. "When did you become so freakishly strong?"
"Practice, honey," she said, holding his head down with one hand and holding his eye open with another.
Dean continued to yell in protest and Rory kept yelling at him to stop. Finally Rory squirted the drops in his eyes. He blinked, out of breath.
"Oh, my god!" a voice yelled. "Stop it!"
Rory and Dean looked up to see horrified expressions across Ross and Lora's faces.
"We know you guys do that and we're okay with it," Ross said. "But, can you please do that in your room?"
"Very funny," Rory said, getting off of Dean. "Dad had that eye doctor appointment today and needed my help to get his drops in his eyes."
"Whatever," Ross said.
"So how was school?" Dean asked.
"Fine," Lora said, getting a snack.
"Same," Ross said, following her. "Oh, Mom. Guess who's my English teacher?"
"Who?" Rory asked.
"Mr. Medina," Ross said.
"You're kidding," Rory said.
"No, I'm not."
"I can't believe he's still there? Is he old?"
"Oh, yeah."
[Dean]
After a few hours of talking Rory, Lora, Dean, and Ross went to Luke's for dinner. Luke and Lorelai were working behind the counter.
"Hi, Grandma!" Lora called.
"Hey!" Loralai said, running over to their table. "It's the Reed family!"
"Ha, ha," Rory said. "So *Ursula, you helping out Luke tonight?"
"Yeah," Lorelai said. "So, what can I get you guys?"
"The usual for me," Dean said.
"And me," Lora chimed in.
"And me," Ross said.
"And me," Rory finished.
"Okay," Lorelai said, writing down on her pad. "One usual and three and mes coming right up."
"Okay, so why were you pinning down on the floor if you weren't.........you know?" Lora asked.
"You know what a baby your father is about touching your eye or coming close to touching it," Rory said.
"Oh, yeah," Lora said. "I forgot about that. I mean, 'eye' forgot about it."
When she said, "eye" she point her finger up to her eye. Dean cringed.
"Stop it," he said.
"You know what my new favorite song is?" Rory said. "Me, Myself, and 'eye!'"
Rory lifted her finger to her eye when she said, "eye" which caused Dean to cringe again.
"Oh, my god!" he said.
"Another good song is 'Why don't you and 'eye,'" Ross said, raising his finger to his eye.
"Ross!" Dean said. "Everyone! Stop!"
"Sorry," they all mumbled.
Lorelai came by holding a coffee pot.
"You've got decaf, right?" Dean asked.
"Rory, you married a loser," Lorelai said, pouring Dean coffee.
"Hey, I resent that," Dean said, pointing his finger at Lorelai. "I'm not a loser! I'm a geek! There's a huge difference!"
"Same difference," Lorelai said, pouring everyone else a cup and a cup for herself.
"LORELAI!" Luke yelled, from behind the counter. "FOR GOD SAKES! NO DRINKING COFFEE WHILE YOU'RE ON DUTY!"
"I love you," Lorelai said, sweetly.
"I love you, too," Luke said. "No drinking coffee while you're on duty."
"Can't sweet talk him this time," Rory said.
"But, it always works!" Lorelai said, walking away.
"Oh, speaking of love," Ross said. "Lora met a guy today."
Lora glared at Ross. "Sleep with your eyes open tonight," Lora said.
"You met a guy?" Dean asked.
Lora rolled her eyes. "His name is Gavin West and he's in my third period English class," she said.
"Give me a physical description," Rory said.
"Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes."
"Score!"
"Yeah. I probably scared him off. I kept babbling."
"Ah, babbling," Dean said. "A very common quality that comes from your mother's side of the family."
"It's true," Rory said.
"You're not the only one who babbled around a guy," Dean said. "When your Mom and I met she kept babbling like an idiot!"
"Dean!" Rory said.
"It's true! You kept going on and on about your name until you told me that you never talked that much which I found hard to believe."
"Dean!"
"And then you babbled about the round cakes."
"You told me you thought the babbling was cute."
"I did. Lora, don't worry about your first impression on Kevin-"
"Gavin," Lora corrected.
"Gavin," Dean continued. "It probably didn't change what he thought about you. He's probably thinking about you right now."
"I just lost my appetite," Ross said.
Dean had to smile despite his son's wise crack. Lora was growing up so fast. He knew this day would come and he was prepared.
"Lora, I don't want to make you uncomfortable," Ross said. "But, Dad's mind matured a little more than most boys. Yeah, he's crushing on you, but he's also picturing you naked."
"ROSS!" Rory exclaimed.
"It's true," Ross said. "Isn't it, Dad?"
"We're not getting into that," Dean said.
"Good," Lora said. "Because now I'm losing my appetite."
Everyone laughed despite the disturbing conversation. Later, that night after Ross and Lora went to sleep, Rory and Dean lay in bed side by side. Rory shifted so she faced him.
"You know," Rory said. "Lora's run-in with Gavin got me thinking about............."
"Me, too," Dean said.
"Yeah," Rory said. "I didn't scare you did I?"
"No," Dean said. "Did I scare you with my whole 'I've been watching you' bit?"
"Yes," Rory joked. "I actually thought you were watching me in the creepy way."
"I'm watching you," Dean said in a low voice. "I want your soul."
Rory giggled and kissed him.
"You know that whole thing with the eye drops today," Dean said.
"What about it?" Rory asked.
"Was it wrong that I was totally aroused by that?" Dean joked.
Rory smiled and turned to the other side.
"Good night," she said.
"Is it?" he asked.
"Very," she said. "Good night."
Dean smiled. When he made jokes it always made Rory smile. He wrapped his arms around Rory's waist and kissed the top of her head and rested his chin on her shoulder and went to sleep.
[Ross]
Two weeks later, Ross walked into lunch by himself. His friends had to work on a project and couldn't join him so he looked for a table to sit at. He noticed a beautiful red haired girl with headphones on sitting at a table all by herself. He took his lunch and walked over to her table and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up at him. She had the most beautiful green eyes.
"Is anyone sitting here?" Ross asked.
"No," said the girl.
"Can I sit here?" Ross asked.
"Please," the girl said, gesturing to a seat across from her.
"I'm Ross Gilmore-Forester," Ross introduced himself.
"Ross Gilmore-Forester?" the girl repeated.
"Yeah," Ross said.
"Rory Gilmore-Forester's son?"
"Yeah."
"I love your mother's books! I am a huge fan!"
Rory was a novelist. Ross loved her books, too, but he never thought of her as a famous author. He thought of her as his mother. It was like hearing about another person when people talked about her like that.
"Yeah, so do I," Ross said. "And I would love to continue this conversation about my mother, but I don't know your name."
"Oh, Chloe Larkin," the girl said, introducing herself and taking her headphones off.
"So, what are you listening to?" Ross asked.
"U2," Chloe said. "They're one of my favorite bands."
"Really?" Ross said. "Mine, too."
"Really? Cool."
Ross smiled and took a bite of his sandwich. He had seen Chloe around before. He just couldn't quite put his finger on where.
"Are you in my fifth period physics class?" Ross asked.
"I'm not sure," Chloe said. "Who do you have?"
"Mr. Lubin."
"I have him, too. I've never seen you there before."
"I tend to sit in the back."
"That makes sense. I sit up front."
They sat and talked for the rest of the period when the bell rang. Chloe grabbed her stuff and stood up.
"Well, it was nice chatting with you," Chloe said.
"Glad to be of service," Ross said.
"I'll see you in class," Chloe said, tossing her hair and walking out of the cafeteria.
Eric stared after her as she left. She was an amazing girl and totally left Monica Pacing in the dust.
"What's wrong with you?" a voice behind him asked.
Ross turned around. Speak of the devil, he thought.
"What?" Ross asked.
"I just saw you talking to Chloe Larkin," Monica said.
"So?"
"Aren't you moving on a little too quickly?"
"Monica, it's been three months! You hooked up with Mitch two months ago! People talk slower than that."
"You think this is funny? Do you have any idea who her mother is?"
"Do I care who her mother is?"
"Her mother is Louise Larkin formerly known as **Louise Bennett. She used to go to this school and when she graduated from college she didn't have enough money so she became a hooker! That's how she met her husband. She fell in love with him after he hired her and she quit."
"You believe everything you hear!"
"She admitted it at a PTA meeting!"
"How does this affect you if I go out with her?"
"Because she's probably just like her mother. She's probably a slut. You shouldn't be with someone like Chloe Larkin."
"I'm not with her."
"But, you talked to her and I can tell that you like her."
"Look, Monica, if I want to talk to Chloe Larkin then I'm going to talk to Chloe Larkin and there's nothing you can do about it. "
Ross turned on his heel and walked away. Monica had a lot of nerve to act like a bitch. But, as soon as he left the cafeteria his head filled with thoughts about Chloe. She was very nice. He didn't care if her mother was a hooker. This was a very beautiful, sweet, smart girl.
To Be Continued......
A/N: I hope it wasn't too sappy, sex-deprived or boring. My brain is messed up and I was try to make it funny. Plus, I was trying to give you a taste of the Gilmore-Forester life. I'm trying to make it slightly like Rory and Lorelai's life except there's a father and a brother. Chapter 3 is coming soon.