He Wasn't Supposed to Come Back
by Emily Carol
Summary: He wasn't supposed to come back. He was supposed to stay away from her. Especially after he broke her heart.
Disclaimer: Jess wasn't supposed to come back, and neither are the nice men in the white coats who take me away after I go insane from the suing. Please don't sue me...I don't own Gilmore Girls...and I don't want to go back there again...
Author's note: And again, any of your reviewers out there (Thank you m, Sarah, Flame31, bakagami, smile1, GothicDemonWolf, and Graga Serrs), the few of you that there are, for being patient. I'm a horrible updater you must think...but I've been working on writing for Flying-Solo lately, including some original writing. Not that that's really been updated either. This is my last piece at which is what gets me thrown off. Anyways, thanks for sticking by me...and my horrible updating skills.
GothicDemonWolf - Tried to e-mail you about beta-ing but you e-mail address didn't work.
Chapter 6
Still staring at the phone Rory shook her head. What the hell had gotten into Lane? This wasn't like her at all. Normally they'd talk for an hour minimum, not five seconds. The only times she could remembering having such a short conversation with her was when they were little and their phone time consisted of very little.
"Hello, this is Rory, is Lane there?"
"Hi Rory."
"Wanna come over?"
"Sure, I'll walk over now."
"Okay, bye!"
Sighing Rory gathered the papers on her desk and started to put them into her backpack, ready to head to her 'study tree', just as her phone rang again.
"Hello?" Rory asked into the phone, still packing up.
"Sorry about that," Lane said. "I was trying to cook something and it started to smoke, I swear if I hadn't hung up the diner would have gone down in flames." Lane clenched her teeth and made a fist. She hated this lying.
Rory laughed, "Well then it's okay. But I have to admit, I was worried there for a minute. Lane Kim not wanting to talk? Now that's weird."
Lane forced a laugh. "So, what are you doing, say, Saturday?"
"Saturday as in tomorrow Saturday? Or Saturday as in a week from tomorrow Saturday?" Rory questioned.
"Tomorrow Saturday," Lane said.
"Trying to write this paper, but hey, I could put it off for a bit. Is the band playing or something?"
"No," Lane said slowly, she had to do this right and not mention his name.
"You need to go shopping for a gig that the band has coming up?"
"No."
"You want to try and burn down the diner for the second time this week?" Rory asked with a laugh.
"Haha, yes. Just laugh at me, I'll wait." Lane teased Rory from her end of the line.
Rory giggled to herself for a bit before she composed herself, "Okay, serious now."
"You sure about that?" Lane asked.
"No," Rory burst into another fit of giggles and gasped she tried to speak, "You work in a diner, a diner! And you can't cook."
"I'm just the waitress," Lane said with a, fake, giggle. Lying wasn't her strong side. "There's a reason Luke doesn't put me in the kitchen."
"Okay," Rory said, finally composed. "So what is going on Saturday with you that you want me to come with for?"
"Nothing's going on with me," Lane said.
"Well than why did you want to know what I was doing tomorrow?" Rory asked, highly confused.
"Because something's going on with you." Lane said cheerily.
"What? I don't have anything written down, I don't think so at least. Let me check," Lane could hear Rory rustling through her school bag for her planner.
"You won't have it written down," Lane said quicky. "I'm setting you up."
"What?" Rory exclaimed, "With who?"
"A guy," Lane said quickly.
"Well I hope so. What guy? Where did you meet him?" Rory asked. "Do I know him."
"Hold on, one question at a time. He's a guy in one of my, um, classes at college, and, um, no you don't know him. But you guys would be perfect together. He's a big time reader."
"I don't know Lane, I don't like blind dates." Rory slightly whined.
"Come on. Just this once? I, uh, owe him."
"For what?" Rory asked.
"I had to, um, borrow his notes."
"And for that you have to set him up?" Rory asked. "That's a bad trade. Borrow someone else's notes next time."
"I've borrowed them multiple times when I had to pick up extra shifts to pay for, um, uh, basic necessities."
"How many classes have you missed?" Rory asked.
"He's in, uh, three of my classes and I've had to borrow them at least, um, once for each class," Lane nervously answered Rory's questioning.
"Fine," Rory said with a sigh. "I'll do it."
"Great, he'll meet you at the gazebo at seven tomorrow."
"The Stars Hollow gazebo? Why don't you have him meet me somewhere more convientant for him?"
"He's, um, going to help me study for a little bit before your date so the gazebo is extremely convienent for him," Lane lied.
"Okay, well, whatever. Fancy or casual?" Rory asked, sensing something was wrong with Lane.
"Casual." Lane said. "Oh Rory, sorry. I have to go, I'm working soon."
"Okay, but one more thing quick, are you okay?" Rory asked.
"Yeah, uh, fine, why do you ask?"
Only that I happen to be lying to my best friend in the world.
"You seem to be um-ing and uh-ing a lot." Rory replied.
"Stupid homework, it's eating up my brain cells, can't even talk right anymore."
"Oh well, okay then. I'll talk to you later, don't burn the diner down!"
Lane laughed. "Bye Rory."
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Lane clomped down the stairs and across the diner to Jess. "It's all set up. You're meeting her at the gazebo at seven tomorrow, I suggest you be early so you can stop her from punching you in the face." Lane turned around and clomped back up the stairs.
"What was that about?" Luke asked.
"Lane's setting me up," Jess said in a monotone voice.
"W-wh-what?" Luke stammered. "With who?"
"Rory," Jess said, as if Luke should have known.
"Oh no you..." But Jess walked out the diner too fast for Luke to finish.
"Jess!" Luke yelled as he ran out the diner to catch up to him.
Jess kept his face forwards as he headed towards the bridge.
Luke ran and finally cut Jess off. "Jess, you can't go out with Rory."
"I don't see why it's any of your business. Let me through."
"Jess, she's Rory. The same girl whos heart you broke nine months ago. Plus Lorelai told me if you go anywhere near her she'll break your neck," Luke said.
"So because of Lorelai I don't get a second chance? Is that it? I don't care what the hell you say Luke. I'm going to meet Rory tomorrow and I'm going to try and get my second chance," Jess stopped, breathless from yelling at Luke.
"Fine, but I had no say in any of this, you hear me? If her heart gets broken again you can't blame anyone but yourself."
"I only blamed myself the first time, if it happens again, I'll blame myself again. I don't need other people to blame everything on. I can handle my mistakes on my own."
With a gruff snort Luke turned around and walked away from Jess, just hoping, somehow, that he wouldn't screw this up, if anything, this was the one thing he didn't want to be screwed up.
A/N - Ending's kinda confusing, the writing's crappy. Thanks for reading anyways.
Review if you really want!
-Emily Carol