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A/N:I swear this will get better! I saw once I read it again that there was sooo much fluff! But this or the next chapter the story gets more of a plot then just fluffy-I-love-you-more-sappy-stuff! I promise! And the plot goes for chapters and chapters and fluff gets demoted to a cameo appearance! I'm sure some of you have gotten sudden urges to drown me in the sap at points! I don't blame any of you! I've thought about it myself! And JessLuver, fear not, these problems will work themselves out, I did make her a little over-the-top at first, but time will tell and Lorelai will come back down because I have to actually start the plot:) now that I got all that out of my system! Thanks to all my reviewers, I love you guys!! Hope you like it!
Also, I know this is probably not the right story to add this note on but I just watched Gilmore Girls and I'm wound up,I have to voice my opinion and this will be the next update I give. In my other story I kind of voiced that I think this season since Rory and Jess got together, they've pretty much made him into a jerk(and to those who didn't read it, now you know)But before he wasn't a jerk, he was great and it should have been a great romance, now is it just me or tonight when they did the whole Jess checking the mileage thing, didn't they show us a little glimpse of the old(real) Jess, just to take him back away next week!? Does this make anybody else mad, or is it just me? 'Cause it really frosted my cookies! Okay, done complaining about the tease that they fed us. Now here's the chapter:)
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We opened the door and walked out. Walking faster.
"I don't think Luke will take it much better than Mom did." I explained.
"Yeah, i know. How did you know she was going to tell him?" he asked.
"Well, she perked up like she thought of something. That was the only thing that I could think of." I told him. "Where are we going?" I asked.
"To the bridge, that way if he finds us he can push me in the water if he wants to." he explained.
"Very smart thinking. It will be a catharsis, better than the initial wanting to kill someone thing. Better for us that is." I said. I loved holding his hand.
We finally made it to the bridge and sat down. "So, are you regretting it?" he asked.
"No. I told you, never. I have no regrets. I love you."
"I know but, I hate causing you all of this, now your mom's giving you kind of a cold shoulder. I hate causing you problems. I didn't mean to." As if all of the happenings of today were his fault.
"You didn't. She did. She's not taking this maturely, she's being very childish." I said
He smirked, "I second that." I smiled, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
We sat there watching the water, "I love this." I finally said.
"I do too, and I love you, very much. More than anything."
I smiled mischievously, "I love you more."
"Oh geeze," he rolled his eyes playfully, "no you don't. I definitely love you more."
"Nuh uh." I said like a seven year old.
"Yeah huh." he replied the same way. I laughed softly and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Tell you what,"
"What?"
"How about saying it's a tie." I suggested.
"That sounds good."
A moment later I yawned.
"Tired?" he asked with a smirk.
"Yeah, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night." I teased.
"No? I didn't either."
"What a coincidence." I said.
"That must be it." he replied.
I kissed him.
"You wanna lie down?" he asked.
"That would be nice, thank you." I laid down with my head resting in his lap.
He started to softly stroke my hair softly. This is what matters. It doesn't matter if nobody else approve or understand. It doesn't even matter that my mom is being immature and pulling a complete Emily Gilmore, she's obviously turning into her mother, or so it would seem. She thinks I'm going to turn into her. But none of that matters.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked me.
"How this is all that matters." I answered truthfully, "Not Mom or Luke, just this."
"I agree, but if they find us there's a good chance that they'll have to matter."
"I hope they come to their senses and stop treating us like we're 10." I said.
"Yes, that would be a nice little miracle, wouldn't it? Maybe they just went into shock and they'll come around."
"Well, we can hope. Stars Hollow isn't very big though." I pointed out.
"Right, and if they haven't decided to stop being callow it won't be long until they find us, and they won't be happy to say the least. Our homes are not safe."
"Well, we could hope for the best. " I said.
"We'll see if that works." he agreed.
"We have to be optimistic, because if we're realistic it's not pretty."
"Yeah, I know. That Romeo and Juliet thing is starting to look pretty close."
"Yes, but in our endoing it would be a different tragedy, diner man and mother 'accidentally' drown kids at lake." I smiled, "Because if they're as bad as I hope they're not, murder would be the less painful thing."
"Oh yeah, I agree. But it would be nice if they find us and they're just so darn glad to see us that they forget their want to kill me."
"That would be my preference." I nodded.
We sat there in a comfortable silence, awaiting our inevitable future. After about an hour, we dicided that they just didn't find us.
"Well, I don't think they found us and they should have by now. Maybe they aren't looking. Should we go back into town?" he asked.
"Well, we can't stay here all night, we will have to go home and face the music."
"Yes, we will. I wonder if they've calmed down at all." he said.
"I don't know, but what if we're wrong and they're getting more angry, not more mature or calm? That would really stink. Why couldn't she handled this responsibly?"
"Well, because it's me is most likely the problem." he answered.
"There's nothing wrong with you. Maybe it's me." I suggested, not liking the Jess being the problem statement.
"No, she can't stand it, she can't handle it right because she hates me. If it would have been Dean, I can guarentee she would have taken it better." he said, not bothered by it, but just accepting the blame.
I knew he was mostly right, but he didn't need to know that, and I didn't want him too. "It doesn't matter. I'm in love with YOU, and it's not you really, she just hates the whole idea of me growing up."
"That may be true, but since she hates me so much, that just made it worse. That I was the one. She knows I don't deserve you." he smirked at me.
"Bite your tongue, that's not true. I don't think I deserve you. Hey, I rhymed." I smiled.
"Really? No, I'm the lucky one." he said.
"Well, I'm pretty darn lucky myself." I said smiling at him.
"Okay, so you both think you're lucky. Well, that's good." We turned to see Mom and Luke.
I sat up, "Hi," I said. That was the only thing I could come up with.
Luke stood there seemingly frozen.
"Hi, Lucky. "Mom said. "How's it going?"
"Good. How are you?" I asked, hoping she'd say calm and Zen-like.
"Peachy keen. We've decided to discuss this like mature responsible adults." she said.
"Oh, okay, that's good. We don't like fighting with you." I told her.
"Oh hon, I'd let rebel without a cause there speak for himself."
"She's right, we don't like fighting with you." he confirmed.
"What's wrong with you? You sick?" Luke finally spoke.
"No, why?"
"Well, because you're being nice, and you actually asked me if you could go instead of excusing yourself."
"Yep, why wouldn't I?"
"Because, you hate the world, you say two words per conversation, and you ALWAYS leave without asking. So, again I ask, why?" Luke asked.
"As it turns out the WHOLE world doesn't suck, two words is not very interesting, and I decided to ask to be nice." he answered. I gave in and smiled a small smile.
I held his hand. "Oh, okay." Luke said puzzled.
"Jess is trying to be nice so that we'll like him with Rory. He's trying to win us over. Charming, isn't he?" Mom said to Luke.
"Mom, I thought you said MATURE, but you're starting to do it again."
"Actually, yes." Luke said seriously. Maybe he's not as against us as I originally thought.
"Okay, fine. We'll discuss it maturely if you will." she offered.
"Okay, I think that might work." I said.
"All right, first question; what on Earth were you thinking?" she asked in a cheery voice and a smile.
"What do you mean what were we thinking?" I asked.
"No, not we, just you." she corrected me.
"Oh, so what you really meant by discuss this maturely, was make me out to be temporarily insane and continue to think Jess is playing me." I said hopelessly.
"Well, not exactly. Pretty close though. I'm just trying to figure out where your brain was when you decided to sleep with Jess." she said.
"My brain was in my head." I said calmly.
"Really? Is that so?" she asked.
"Yes, it is." I replied.
"Well, I'd say for once, I'm gonna have to agree with Jess. He's right, he IS the problem. Forgive me for being a little surprised, but you weren't even together, so I didn't quite expect it. That's so not like you." she said. "So, you must be crazy."
I sighed, "No, I"m not crazy, you're impossible. I mean seriously, I doubt that your mom freaked out on you like this, and YOU were pregnant." I pointed out.
"Are you seriously comparing me to Emily Gilmore?" Mom asked offended.
"Yes. Just like you basically told Jess that I couldn't be trusted. I remember something she said when you finally told her about a guy that you might have feelings for," I grinned, because that sentence trapped her because I was talking about Luke. "I believe she said something along the lines of 'thank you for finally being honest with me, pause, now we can discuss what on Earth you could possibly be thinking.' Sound familiar?" I asked quite nicely considering that was not a nice thing to do, but she was acting the same way.
"Horrible girl, that is very not nice." she said.
"Yes, I know. Tell you what, if you can stop playing Emily Gilmore just long enough to finish this conversation, that would be good." I said.
"Good for you, what's in it for me if I don't get to torture Jess?"
"My silence for something you probably don't want me to say."
She knew exactly what I was talking about. "That's like blackmail."
"Yes, it is." I agreed.
"That's against the law." she said.
"I'm in politics." I smiled. "So, what do you think?" I asked nicely.
"I think you are very mean, but fine." she gave in.
"Thank you. Now, any real questions?" I asked.
"Yes, I still want to know why." she persisted.
"Well, that's really quite simple. I love him." I answered.
"Oh, well that's something I didn't know." she said sarcastically.
"Well, you asked." I replied.
"You," she eyed Jess, "What makes you think you're good enough for my daughter, and yes I realize that sounds like a line straight out of 'Meet The Parents'?"
"I don't think I'm good enough for her." he replied, "But I do love her more than anything in the world."
I smiled, "He is too good enough- no,actually he's probably too good for ME."
"You two are sad. No but, how do you think-"
"Lorelai, can I talk to you for a minute?" Luke interrupted her.
"Okay." she turned and they walked out of earshot. "What?"
"Well, when you first told me, I wanted to kill Jess. But I mean, I'm not really seeing how this is bad. I mean I know I don't really like it either, but this just doesn't seem like some little fling or anything like that. Don't get me wrong, I still fully intend on threatening Jess' life on a regular basis, but how are you not seeing that they're in love, I mean even I see that. He's not lying and I doubt she is either." Luke reasoned.
"I don't want to see her get hurt, guys like Chr- Jess," she quickly corrected. "they hurt you. And I don't want that for her." she said on the verge of tears.
"Lorelai, he's not Christopher. But pushing them away isn't going to seperate them, it's going to work against you. Believe me, I really they might be good together, and Jess is trying to get along with you." he pointed out.
"Why is he trying to get along with me?" she asked, pulling herself back together.
"Well, you're going to have to ask him that question." Luke told her.
She rolled her eyes, now fully composed. "Like he's going to tell me the trruth."
"Well, tell you what, lose the attitude and ask him. Can't hurt."
"I guess it couldn't hurt." she pouted. They came back to us. "Okay, Jess, I want to know truthfully, why are you trying to get along with me?" she asked.
"Well, because Rory wants us to get along, I think it would make HER life a little easier if we got along. Why do you insist on not getting along with me?" he asked her.
Her eyes widened a little, "Seriously?"
"Yes." he answered.
She gave a small sigh, "Because, you remind me of Christopher." she said honestly.
This made me want to jump up and scream at the top of my lungs, but she wasn't trying to insult him. So, I held my tongue, and that was NOT easy.
I don't think he really knew how to reply. "That's not good, right?"
Luke just shook his head a little in response.
"Well, I don't actually know him," Jess remarked, not able to deny it because he's never actually met my dad.
"Well, you're not really anything like him." I said quickly.
Mom gave a weak smile, "That's what you think." she said softly.
"He's not." I insisted. "Jess and I are nothing like you and Dad."
"I hope not." she said sincerely, "But anyway, I think you're right Jess. I see no reason why we can't get along. Unless you have a pregnant ex-girlfriend that you're going to marry 'cause it's the right thing to do."
"What?" he asked, completely confused. He's so adorable.
"My dad." I explained.
"Oh, okay, well you don't have to worry about that." he told her.
"Okay, good. I think I'm done." she said.
"And I said nothing, so I don't know why I even came." Luke said.
I smiled and took Jess' hand. Soon we all left.
*
The next day was Sunday and I decided to do something with Lane, so I called her up.
"Hello?"
"Lane?"
"Yeah, hey Rory."
"Hey, so are we still on for the movies today?"
"Oh, yeah. But uh, see, Dean told me you guy were still friends now, right?"
"Yeah, we are, why?" I asked.
"Well, he asked if he could come with us today. And since you were friends, I didn't see anything wrong with it."
"Oh." Was my only reply.
"So, could he? Come with us, I mean." she asked.
"Well, I don't see why not. We're friends, so yeah, I guess."
"Okay, great. Do you want to call and tell him?"
"Um, no. You can call him." I said.
"Okay. Are you sure you're okay with it?"
"Yeah, it's fine." I said.
"Okay, I'll call then." she said.
"All right. So, I'll let you go do that then."
"Okay, well do you want to meet at Luke's?" she asked.
"Uh, well, I don't know if that's-" I sighed a little, "Yeah, we can meet at Luke's."
"Okay, we'll see you there then."
"Yeah, bye." I hung up and turned around.
"What's wrong, hon?" Mom asked.
"Well, I'm going to the movies with Lane, and Dean."
"Oh, how did that happen?" she asked.
I frowned slightly, "Dean asked Lane if he could tag along today. I couldn't say no, because we're still supposed to be friends. It's just a little weird. And she wants to meet at Luke's. I don't know that I like that idea. I don't know, but I'm gonna go, I need to tell Jess." I said.
She frowned, "You have to ask his permission?"
"Of course not, but I don't want them to get there first. I don't want it to look like I'm trying to keep it a secret from him. So, I really need to go. Now."
"Okay, have fun." she said cheerily.
"Yeah, fun." I smiled and nodded. "Bye Mom." I grabbed my purse and left for Luke's.
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A/N: Yay! I finally updated it! Tell me what you think! I want and need to know! Thanks for reading it, and I don't think I've made it a big secret where I'm going with this story, but I have just this next chapter and in the one after that I start the, what I'm calling the plot. So, I'll try to update soon, but depending on the feedback, if I get more on another story I'll have to do that one first, so I'll see! thanks again, PLEASE REVIEW!!
A/N:I swear this will get better! I saw once I read it again that there was sooo much fluff! But this or the next chapter the story gets more of a plot then just fluffy-I-love-you-more-sappy-stuff! I promise! And the plot goes for chapters and chapters and fluff gets demoted to a cameo appearance! I'm sure some of you have gotten sudden urges to drown me in the sap at points! I don't blame any of you! I've thought about it myself! And JessLuver, fear not, these problems will work themselves out, I did make her a little over-the-top at first, but time will tell and Lorelai will come back down because I have to actually start the plot:) now that I got all that out of my system! Thanks to all my reviewers, I love you guys!! Hope you like it!
Also, I know this is probably not the right story to add this note on but I just watched Gilmore Girls and I'm wound up,I have to voice my opinion and this will be the next update I give. In my other story I kind of voiced that I think this season since Rory and Jess got together, they've pretty much made him into a jerk(and to those who didn't read it, now you know)But before he wasn't a jerk, he was great and it should have been a great romance, now is it just me or tonight when they did the whole Jess checking the mileage thing, didn't they show us a little glimpse of the old(real) Jess, just to take him back away next week!? Does this make anybody else mad, or is it just me? 'Cause it really frosted my cookies! Okay, done complaining about the tease that they fed us. Now here's the chapter:)
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We opened the door and walked out. Walking faster.
"I don't think Luke will take it much better than Mom did." I explained.
"Yeah, i know. How did you know she was going to tell him?" he asked.
"Well, she perked up like she thought of something. That was the only thing that I could think of." I told him. "Where are we going?" I asked.
"To the bridge, that way if he finds us he can push me in the water if he wants to." he explained.
"Very smart thinking. It will be a catharsis, better than the initial wanting to kill someone thing. Better for us that is." I said. I loved holding his hand.
We finally made it to the bridge and sat down. "So, are you regretting it?" he asked.
"No. I told you, never. I have no regrets. I love you."
"I know but, I hate causing you all of this, now your mom's giving you kind of a cold shoulder. I hate causing you problems. I didn't mean to." As if all of the happenings of today were his fault.
"You didn't. She did. She's not taking this maturely, she's being very childish." I said
He smirked, "I second that." I smiled, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
We sat there watching the water, "I love this." I finally said.
"I do too, and I love you, very much. More than anything."
I smiled mischievously, "I love you more."
"Oh geeze," he rolled his eyes playfully, "no you don't. I definitely love you more."
"Nuh uh." I said like a seven year old.
"Yeah huh." he replied the same way. I laughed softly and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Tell you what,"
"What?"
"How about saying it's a tie." I suggested.
"That sounds good."
A moment later I yawned.
"Tired?" he asked with a smirk.
"Yeah, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night." I teased.
"No? I didn't either."
"What a coincidence." I said.
"That must be it." he replied.
I kissed him.
"You wanna lie down?" he asked.
"That would be nice, thank you." I laid down with my head resting in his lap.
He started to softly stroke my hair softly. This is what matters. It doesn't matter if nobody else approve or understand. It doesn't even matter that my mom is being immature and pulling a complete Emily Gilmore, she's obviously turning into her mother, or so it would seem. She thinks I'm going to turn into her. But none of that matters.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked me.
"How this is all that matters." I answered truthfully, "Not Mom or Luke, just this."
"I agree, but if they find us there's a good chance that they'll have to matter."
"I hope they come to their senses and stop treating us like we're 10." I said.
"Yes, that would be a nice little miracle, wouldn't it? Maybe they just went into shock and they'll come around."
"Well, we can hope. Stars Hollow isn't very big though." I pointed out.
"Right, and if they haven't decided to stop being callow it won't be long until they find us, and they won't be happy to say the least. Our homes are not safe."
"Well, we could hope for the best. " I said.
"We'll see if that works." he agreed.
"We have to be optimistic, because if we're realistic it's not pretty."
"Yeah, I know. That Romeo and Juliet thing is starting to look pretty close."
"Yes, but in our endoing it would be a different tragedy, diner man and mother 'accidentally' drown kids at lake." I smiled, "Because if they're as bad as I hope they're not, murder would be the less painful thing."
"Oh yeah, I agree. But it would be nice if they find us and they're just so darn glad to see us that they forget their want to kill me."
"That would be my preference." I nodded.
We sat there in a comfortable silence, awaiting our inevitable future. After about an hour, we dicided that they just didn't find us.
"Well, I don't think they found us and they should have by now. Maybe they aren't looking. Should we go back into town?" he asked.
"Well, we can't stay here all night, we will have to go home and face the music."
"Yes, we will. I wonder if they've calmed down at all." he said.
"I don't know, but what if we're wrong and they're getting more angry, not more mature or calm? That would really stink. Why couldn't she handled this responsibly?"
"Well, because it's me is most likely the problem." he answered.
"There's nothing wrong with you. Maybe it's me." I suggested, not liking the Jess being the problem statement.
"No, she can't stand it, she can't handle it right because she hates me. If it would have been Dean, I can guarentee she would have taken it better." he said, not bothered by it, but just accepting the blame.
I knew he was mostly right, but he didn't need to know that, and I didn't want him too. "It doesn't matter. I'm in love with YOU, and it's not you really, she just hates the whole idea of me growing up."
"That may be true, but since she hates me so much, that just made it worse. That I was the one. She knows I don't deserve you." he smirked at me.
"Bite your tongue, that's not true. I don't think I deserve you. Hey, I rhymed." I smiled.
"Really? No, I'm the lucky one." he said.
"Well, I'm pretty darn lucky myself." I said smiling at him.
"Okay, so you both think you're lucky. Well, that's good." We turned to see Mom and Luke.
I sat up, "Hi," I said. That was the only thing I could come up with.
Luke stood there seemingly frozen.
"Hi, Lucky. "Mom said. "How's it going?"
"Good. How are you?" I asked, hoping she'd say calm and Zen-like.
"Peachy keen. We've decided to discuss this like mature responsible adults." she said.
"Oh, okay, that's good. We don't like fighting with you." I told her.
"Oh hon, I'd let rebel without a cause there speak for himself."
"She's right, we don't like fighting with you." he confirmed.
"What's wrong with you? You sick?" Luke finally spoke.
"No, why?"
"Well, because you're being nice, and you actually asked me if you could go instead of excusing yourself."
"Yep, why wouldn't I?"
"Because, you hate the world, you say two words per conversation, and you ALWAYS leave without asking. So, again I ask, why?" Luke asked.
"As it turns out the WHOLE world doesn't suck, two words is not very interesting, and I decided to ask to be nice." he answered. I gave in and smiled a small smile.
I held his hand. "Oh, okay." Luke said puzzled.
"Jess is trying to be nice so that we'll like him with Rory. He's trying to win us over. Charming, isn't he?" Mom said to Luke.
"Mom, I thought you said MATURE, but you're starting to do it again."
"Actually, yes." Luke said seriously. Maybe he's not as against us as I originally thought.
"Okay, fine. We'll discuss it maturely if you will." she offered.
"Okay, I think that might work." I said.
"All right, first question; what on Earth were you thinking?" she asked in a cheery voice and a smile.
"What do you mean what were we thinking?" I asked.
"No, not we, just you." she corrected me.
"Oh, so what you really meant by discuss this maturely, was make me out to be temporarily insane and continue to think Jess is playing me." I said hopelessly.
"Well, not exactly. Pretty close though. I'm just trying to figure out where your brain was when you decided to sleep with Jess." she said.
"My brain was in my head." I said calmly.
"Really? Is that so?" she asked.
"Yes, it is." I replied.
"Well, I'd say for once, I'm gonna have to agree with Jess. He's right, he IS the problem. Forgive me for being a little surprised, but you weren't even together, so I didn't quite expect it. That's so not like you." she said. "So, you must be crazy."
I sighed, "No, I"m not crazy, you're impossible. I mean seriously, I doubt that your mom freaked out on you like this, and YOU were pregnant." I pointed out.
"Are you seriously comparing me to Emily Gilmore?" Mom asked offended.
"Yes. Just like you basically told Jess that I couldn't be trusted. I remember something she said when you finally told her about a guy that you might have feelings for," I grinned, because that sentence trapped her because I was talking about Luke. "I believe she said something along the lines of 'thank you for finally being honest with me, pause, now we can discuss what on Earth you could possibly be thinking.' Sound familiar?" I asked quite nicely considering that was not a nice thing to do, but she was acting the same way.
"Horrible girl, that is very not nice." she said.
"Yes, I know. Tell you what, if you can stop playing Emily Gilmore just long enough to finish this conversation, that would be good." I said.
"Good for you, what's in it for me if I don't get to torture Jess?"
"My silence for something you probably don't want me to say."
She knew exactly what I was talking about. "That's like blackmail."
"Yes, it is." I agreed.
"That's against the law." she said.
"I'm in politics." I smiled. "So, what do you think?" I asked nicely.
"I think you are very mean, but fine." she gave in.
"Thank you. Now, any real questions?" I asked.
"Yes, I still want to know why." she persisted.
"Well, that's really quite simple. I love him." I answered.
"Oh, well that's something I didn't know." she said sarcastically.
"Well, you asked." I replied.
"You," she eyed Jess, "What makes you think you're good enough for my daughter, and yes I realize that sounds like a line straight out of 'Meet The Parents'?"
"I don't think I'm good enough for her." he replied, "But I do love her more than anything in the world."
I smiled, "He is too good enough- no,actually he's probably too good for ME."
"You two are sad. No but, how do you think-"
"Lorelai, can I talk to you for a minute?" Luke interrupted her.
"Okay." she turned and they walked out of earshot. "What?"
"Well, when you first told me, I wanted to kill Jess. But I mean, I'm not really seeing how this is bad. I mean I know I don't really like it either, but this just doesn't seem like some little fling or anything like that. Don't get me wrong, I still fully intend on threatening Jess' life on a regular basis, but how are you not seeing that they're in love, I mean even I see that. He's not lying and I doubt she is either." Luke reasoned.
"I don't want to see her get hurt, guys like Chr- Jess," she quickly corrected. "they hurt you. And I don't want that for her." she said on the verge of tears.
"Lorelai, he's not Christopher. But pushing them away isn't going to seperate them, it's going to work against you. Believe me, I really they might be good together, and Jess is trying to get along with you." he pointed out.
"Why is he trying to get along with me?" she asked, pulling herself back together.
"Well, you're going to have to ask him that question." Luke told her.
She rolled her eyes, now fully composed. "Like he's going to tell me the trruth."
"Well, tell you what, lose the attitude and ask him. Can't hurt."
"I guess it couldn't hurt." she pouted. They came back to us. "Okay, Jess, I want to know truthfully, why are you trying to get along with me?" she asked.
"Well, because Rory wants us to get along, I think it would make HER life a little easier if we got along. Why do you insist on not getting along with me?" he asked her.
Her eyes widened a little, "Seriously?"
"Yes." he answered.
She gave a small sigh, "Because, you remind me of Christopher." she said honestly.
This made me want to jump up and scream at the top of my lungs, but she wasn't trying to insult him. So, I held my tongue, and that was NOT easy.
I don't think he really knew how to reply. "That's not good, right?"
Luke just shook his head a little in response.
"Well, I don't actually know him," Jess remarked, not able to deny it because he's never actually met my dad.
"Well, you're not really anything like him." I said quickly.
Mom gave a weak smile, "That's what you think." she said softly.
"He's not." I insisted. "Jess and I are nothing like you and Dad."
"I hope not." she said sincerely, "But anyway, I think you're right Jess. I see no reason why we can't get along. Unless you have a pregnant ex-girlfriend that you're going to marry 'cause it's the right thing to do."
"What?" he asked, completely confused. He's so adorable.
"My dad." I explained.
"Oh, okay, well you don't have to worry about that." he told her.
"Okay, good. I think I'm done." she said.
"And I said nothing, so I don't know why I even came." Luke said.
I smiled and took Jess' hand. Soon we all left.
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The next day was Sunday and I decided to do something with Lane, so I called her up.
"Hello?"
"Lane?"
"Yeah, hey Rory."
"Hey, so are we still on for the movies today?"
"Oh, yeah. But uh, see, Dean told me you guy were still friends now, right?"
"Yeah, we are, why?" I asked.
"Well, he asked if he could come with us today. And since you were friends, I didn't see anything wrong with it."
"Oh." Was my only reply.
"So, could he? Come with us, I mean." she asked.
"Well, I don't see why not. We're friends, so yeah, I guess."
"Okay, great. Do you want to call and tell him?"
"Um, no. You can call him." I said.
"Okay. Are you sure you're okay with it?"
"Yeah, it's fine." I said.
"Okay, I'll call then." she said.
"All right. So, I'll let you go do that then."
"Okay, well do you want to meet at Luke's?" she asked.
"Uh, well, I don't know if that's-" I sighed a little, "Yeah, we can meet at Luke's."
"Okay, we'll see you there then."
"Yeah, bye." I hung up and turned around.
"What's wrong, hon?" Mom asked.
"Well, I'm going to the movies with Lane, and Dean."
"Oh, how did that happen?" she asked.
I frowned slightly, "Dean asked Lane if he could tag along today. I couldn't say no, because we're still supposed to be friends. It's just a little weird. And she wants to meet at Luke's. I don't know that I like that idea. I don't know, but I'm gonna go, I need to tell Jess." I said.
She frowned, "You have to ask his permission?"
"Of course not, but I don't want them to get there first. I don't want it to look like I'm trying to keep it a secret from him. So, I really need to go. Now."
"Okay, have fun." she said cheerily.
"Yeah, fun." I smiled and nodded. "Bye Mom." I grabbed my purse and left for Luke's.
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A/N: Yay! I finally updated it! Tell me what you think! I want and need to know! Thanks for reading it, and I don't think I've made it a big secret where I'm going with this story, but I have just this next chapter and in the one after that I start the, what I'm calling the plot. So, I'll try to update soon, but depending on the feedback, if I get more on another story I'll have to do that one first, so I'll see! thanks again, PLEASE REVIEW!!