A/N: I am so so so so so sorry for the long update. I just started a new story, and I have been working on that. So far, I think that it is developing well, Echoes, I mean, not this one. I know you guys like this one.

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Summary: Oh, my god. If you don't know what the hell this story is about by now... I... I... I just don't know what to say.

Chapter 17. Those Damned Kids

Phoebe entered the cabin and Rory sat up right away, and wiped away the small tears cascading her cheeks. Phoebe was being followed by Sophia and Christy.

They set up their beds silently as Rory just watched. But after, they came and sat by her.

"What did you say to him last night?" Christy asked.

Rory was silent.

"Rob and Tray said he also been really quiet," inputted Sophia.

"I really don't want to talk about it guys. I just want to go to bed."

The three girls looked at each other and nodded, and departed to their beds once again, planning how they were to spend their last night there.

Then Sophia got an idea.

--Next Day--

"Need to pack up a little, you guys, before we go to breakfast," Rory ordered.

They all did what they were told and they were out to breakfast in a short amount of time. It was Sunday, and with only one night to go, Rory knew something was going to happen, boys vs. girls, or girls vs. boys.

"Hey Mrs. --," Rory looked behind her and found Paul, a B student in her class, "well, I don't know what to call you anymore."

"Gilmore," she commanded.

He sat next to her, and put his breakfast on the table. "He cares, you know."

"Well, then tell him that's not enough, because I know he sent you over here."

"He didn't. He's to scared on how you might look at him later..."

"And how's that?"

"Ashamed," Paul looked down at his lap and smiled softly, "that husband you got. He'll tell anyone what he's thinking."

"He's never told me."

Paul looked into his teachers eyes. "I told you. He's scared."

"I mean, ever. Since high school. He was always so nonchalant," Rory thought back to the ages they were just dating. It was true. He would always keep his emotions on a very low scale.

"He loves you so much, Mrs. Gilmore. You can see it whenever he looks at you."

"Thanks Paul, but I think I'm gonna have to do this one on my own."

"See you later Mrs. Gilmore."

"Bye Paul."

Rory closed her eyes and wondered how it was like when they were freshly married. Everybody had thought it was the perfect match, the perfect couple.... Seems as though they were wrong.

--Later--

It was after all the "games" and little booths they were having. Free time. Rory just wanted to sleep. She hadn't had that in a while. Not good atleast.

"Mrs. Gilmore!" somebody shouted from behind her.

She looked to Phoebe, Christy, and Sophia. They had that twinkle in their eyes.

"What is it girls?"

"The cabin. Hurry!"

Rory started jogging to the cabin with the other 3 girls. They opened and pushed her through the door. "What are you doing-" They had already closed the door.

She glanced at the semi-messy cabin room, and with turning around, she looked upon two familiar eyes.

"I suspect they locked you in here too, huh?" Tristan asked.

A/N: Ah! I'm so excited! Ah! I'm so excited! Review!

Paige