I don't really know whether to turn this fanfic into a chapter-type one or just make it a short-type of fanfic. Please let me know! I sort of started writing fanfics due to the fact that I was home sick and decided to give it a go. The people who I'd most like to thank are: vetgirl113, Mel.K, agent1332, Nice-one, smile1 and Jesse's babe. Thanks so much! I really owe you all!

Disclaimer: I don't own a single thing, besides the plot for this fanfic.

Author's Note: This fanfic is set a little before the 24-Hour Dance Marathon when Rory breaks up with Dean. Just thought I'd let you know to avoid confusion!

Chapter 2

"Are you going to explain to me what that was all about?" Lorelai said in between gasps. "We ran all the way home because I wanted to watch the Godfather so badly?" Rory guessed.

Lorelai shot her a look that said 'nice try'. "Hmm...yeah, I thought that would be the reason,"

"Okay," Rory gave in. "Jess asked me to the Spring Fling," She flopped down on the couch.

"What does that have to do with anything? Do you know how much my feet are killing me? I was wearing high heels! I'll probably have to soak it in hot water tonight!" Lorelai exclaimed, looking at Rory as though she was a lunatic escaped from a mental institution.

"And so did Dean," Rory finished guiltily.

"Dean and Jess both asked you out? To the same dance?" Lorelai asked. Rory nodded sheepishly.

"I don't know what to do," She said desperately.

"You'll have to say no to one of them. And as cliché as this sounds, follow your heart,"

Rory glanced at her mother. "You're right," She finally said, after a minute.

"So you'll turn down one of them?" Lorelai repeated.

"No," Rory replied, "that did sound cliché,"

Lane whispered to Rory, "So what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to go with Dean. He is, after all, my boyfriend," Rory whispered back.

"What about Jess?" Lane said indignantly, forgetting to whisper. Everyone at the library looked at her strangely. She ignored the looks and pretended to be deeply immersed in the book she was holding – upside down.

"What about him? Dean is the one who asked me first and he's the one I'm going with. It doesn't matter that I'm hurting Jess's feelings," Rory lied.

Lane gave Rory a horrified look. "Gee, you're so thoughtful of others," She said sarcastically.

Jess handed a doughnut to the customer just as Rory walked through the door.

"Hey," He greeted her.

"Hey," She replied. "Listen, can I tell you something really quickly? I'm meeting Paris to go over our debate on Saturday afternoon,"

Jess's face lit up. "What's the topic?" He questioned.

"Schools uniforms shouldn't be compulsory," Rory answered, wishing he hadn't changed the subject. She had rehearsed what she was going to tell him thoroughly, and now he was making her forget what she had to say.

"Anyway," Rory continued hurriedly when she saw his mouth open, "I – I can't go to the dance with you. I'm going with Dean," She blurted out.

Jess's eyes lost their spark. "That's swell," He said after a long pause, deflating before her very own eyes. "I wasn't planning on going," He added, mopping up the counter with a dishcloth.

"Oh, okay. Um, so I'll see you then," Rory said, biting her lip anxiously.

"Yeah, see ya," He replied, throwing the dishcloth down.

Rory turned and left slowly, wondering whether or not she had made the right decision.