Let us suppose that:
Lorelai owns the diner. She is not the world's biggest hazard in the kitchen.
Rory is Lorelai's daughter and yes she goes to Chilton.
Lorelai and Rory live in their big house, the diner apartment is an office.
Luke is the new resident in town. He's a carpenter.
Things are exactly the same as for the rest of the people of stars hollow.
Pattie and Babette are still Babette and Miss Pattie.
Taylor is still annoying as always.
Sookie and Jackson are together.
Basically this is somewhere in the first season.
A/N: about "not a kid anymore" I'm working on the last chapter. Sorry it takes too long.about I'm working on the last chapter. Sorry it takes too long.
Disclaimer: in my own little imaginary world I own the Gilmore girls and this wonderful creation, but since this is real life, I do not own any of the characters I'm using for this crazy fiction.
New guy Luke
CHAPTER 11
"So, are you gonna tell me or what?"
"Tell you?"
"About the date" I whispered
"Stop being so impatient ok, just relax and I'll pick you up at 7" he whispered back
"I need to know what to wear"
"I like you whispering… my head is grateful"
"Funny man, watch it, Kirk's looking at us"
"So what…"
"Quit changing the subject Luke, I need to know what to wear"
"Can we not talk about it here in front of your buddy Kirk…?"
"He's not my buddy and sure let's go in the back"
"We need an excuse…"
"Ok, what do you have in mind?"
"Just turn the music on that'll keep him away"
"No, I can't do that… ok, how about I go in the kitchen, knock something down and call you to save the day"
"Fine, I'll just sit here and wait for the S.O.S"
"Ok good" I said and added "oh, try to look surprise when I call you"
"I'll do my best but I don't promise an Oscar performance"
"You're hilarious"
"I know, now get to work"
I went to the kitchen and looked around, there was nothing to knock down that wouldn't brake and have me paying a lot of money for it. "aww" I yelled "shit" even louder
"What's wrong" Luke came running to find me smiling "now see, when you plan something you should stick to it instead of trying to give me a heart attack"
"Sorry, but I couldn't find something to drop"
"Fine"
"You're cute when you're worried"
"Yeah, yeah… what did you wanna talk about?"
"I need to know what to wear Luke"
"Wear something… I don't know…"
"You are so getting slapped in a minute if you're not serious"
"You wouldn't dare"
"Do you wanna find out…?"
"Fine, fine… ok, I'm not taking you to a fancy place just a nice place…"
"Jee, Luke could you be a little more vague?"
"What? I said it wasn't fancy"
"Fine, ok, what are you wearing?"
"I don't know… I'm not a woman, I don't decide 3 days before"
"You are impossible… Luke this is important, I don't want to embarrass myself"
"Ok, look, I'm not the guy to get fashion advice from…"
"I hate you"
"Sorry"
"Just tell me where you're taking me"
"Fine, it's a restaurant, not fancy, nice and comfortable, but not too casual either"
"Ok, was that so hard?"
"No"
"Now I know what to wear"
"Good… can I go back to my breakfast now?"
"Yes, you can"
"Ok" he said "coming?"
"In a minute"
"Ok"
Ok, not fancy, not casual, ok… I need to breathe before I forget how "Rory" I called "what mom" she yelled back
"Mommy needs help"
"Coming"
"Now"
"I'm here, what's up?"
"Mommy can't decide what to wear"
"Mommy needs to stop the pity talk"
"Mommy cant, she feels pitiful"
"Mommy needs to stop referring to herself as a third person"
"Mommy can't"
"Ok, what's going on?"
"I don't know what to wear"
"Oh, boy"
"Mommy's sorry to upset child"
"Mommy is annoying"
"Mommy knows"
"How about this dress?"
"Don't you think a dress would be too much?"
"No, he said not fancy but not casual either and this dress is nice, a dress is always better then casual jeans or pants"
"Ok, mommy will think about it"
"I think this dress with this necklace"
"Looks nice"
"I think so too, now get dressed it's 20 to…"
"Ok, mommy loves child"
"Child knows, now stop it I have homework"
"Mommy has a smart child, mommy is proud"
"Get ready, I'll call you when he gets here"
"Ok"
I got dressed and looked at my self in the mirror. I hope he'll like it, I hope it's not too much. As I did my way downstairs I heard the knock on the door "Rory, what time is it?"
"7" she answered
"He's punctual"
"Yes he is… go open the door" she said when I froze at the end of the stairs
"Yeah, ok… how do I look?"
"You look great mom, stop worrying"
"Thanks kid"
I walked to the door and took a deep breath before I opened it. When I did, there he was smiling checking me out what? Luke is checking me out, I can't believe him "hi" he said when he looked up "hi, you look good… no plaid, no cap…"
"Nop…"
"So, shall we?"
"Yeah, let's go"
"Bye Rory"
"Have fun"
ok, I know he doesn't wear plaid all the time but where the hell did he get those cloths… he knows how to dress, nice taste with the black pants and the grey shirt and that lather jacket where did he get that lather jacket?… hallo… he was married to a lawyer… right… he looks nice, definitely knows how to dress.
He walked me to his truck and opened the door for me. I felt his hand on my arm and turn to look at him "you huh… look… beautiful…"
"I see that you worked on the full sentences…"
"Yeah"
"Ok, thanks, you look good too" I got in and he closed the door behind me
We started driving in silent God I hate silent, I hate being nervous… why am I nervous anyway? I shouldn't be, this is nice, it's not like we've met only yesterday… when Luke felt how nervous I was he just started talking about his day and the ride to Hartford went by fast. We talked about our day and about my daily one on one with Taylor. It was as if we were at the diner but yet different. I couldn't stop being nervous.
We arrived at the restaurant and sat at the end, far from all the noise and all the other people. It made me even more nervous.
"So…" I said after we sat down
"Would you please stop saying so… you never say so unless you're nervous…"
"Well I am…"
"Why, it's not like we've met yesterday…"
"I know, I've been telling myself the same thing, I just… you know… cant… well… I…"
"Now who needs to work on the full sentences… relax, we're here, everything is fine… you'll do what you do best, eat, we'll talk about whatever and that's it"
"No dancing?"
"I don't dance"
"Yeah right… like I care… what did you do at your wedding? I'm sure Nicole didn't dance alone"
"We never had a wedding"
"Did you guys go to Vegas and you dressed like Elvis?"
"No!" he looked amused by my imagination "we just went to church with a couple of friends and… why are we talking about Nicole?"
"Sorry"
"Ok, different subject, how old were you when you had Rory?"
"16"
"Wow…"
"Yeah…"
"You did a great job"
"Thanks"
"I'm sure Rory's dad helped"
"No… he didn't, he just got back into our lives lately… he was never really around…"
"Sorry" bastard was what he was really thinking
"That's ok, we managed…"
"Yeah you did…"
"Still nervous?" he asked smiling
"Amazingly yes"
"Don't be… tell me about you, where did you grow up… stuff like that"
"Oh, ok… well, I grew up not far from here, 5 minutes from here actually"
"In Hartford?"
"Yes… and my parents never had any children except me… I got knocked up, ran away and here we are…"
"wait… you can just do that in one sentence… we're doing this to get to know each other… why did you run away…?"
"Hallo, pregnant in high school…"
"So what?"
"ok, see there was something missing from my story… my parents, the great Richard and Emily Gilmore were, are very social, you know, clubs and high society stuff, they have prestige, reputation to maintain… I was supposed to go to Yale… and I got pregnant and they wanted to marry Chris and me and I didn't want that… so I ran, found Mia and here we are…"
"Wow… Yale ha…"
"Yeah…"
"That's why you took it hard when Nicole said all those things…"
"Yeah, I guess"
"Ok, you've met Mia and?"
"she gave me a job a place to stay and that was it, until she got tired of stars hollow and moved to LA."
"Where did you live?"
"The old office"
"In the diner?"
"Yes"
"And you didn't think of going back to your parents for help or money and stuff?"
"No way…"
"Excuse me" the waiter said "what can I get you to drink before you order?" he said handing us the menus
"What do you want to drink?"
"I'll have white wine please" I said
"And I'll have the same and some water too"
"Ok, be right back with your drinks"
"So, where were we?" he asked
"With me asking my parents for help, I said no way… and don't give me that look, I couldn't ask them anything, I wanted to do it alone… to prove to them that I don't need money to raise my kid so she could grow up miserable like I did… my kid turned out better then I'll ever be with love and no Barbie dresses…"
"Barbie dresses?"
"Oh, never mind… so, I told you about me…"
"Ok, what do you wanna know?"
"How old are you for start…"
"35"
"Ok, how long were you married to Nicole?"
"6 years…"
"Ok, where did you grow up?"
"Litchfield"
"Brothers and sisters except Liz?"
"No"
"How about your parents"
"Gone, both of them, a long time ago…"
"Sorry"
"It's ok"
"So, are all your answers come in two words?"
"I'm not good telling stories the way you are… I just call'em like I see them…"
"Fine, so, why did you come to stars hollow?"
"A friend of mine mentioned about a place that could be used as a workshop and that it was cheep so I bought it…"
"Here are you're drinks" the waiter said "would you like to order now?"
"Not yet"
"Ok, just call when you're ready?"
"Call, like howl?"
"Lorelai" Luke said rolling his eyes
"Sorry, we'll call when we're ready"
"Yes ma'am" he replied and left
"He called me ma'am… what am I 60?"
"Stop that…"
"No fun with you"
"So, feel better now or still nervous?"
"I'm ok… I'm glad we did this"
"Me too"
Ok, this was too long. I know it was boring but you know me, I like details. Second part of the date will come next.
Thanks for reading and reviewing. Especially for reviewing because that's how I get my motivation. Thank you very much.
Thank you ASP for Lucas Danes. Thank you for every rant, every word, every look and every smile. Thank you for making him grumpy, cranky, moody, sad, sexy and sweet. And finely, thank you for casting this amazingly beautiful and sexy man for this great roll.
This line – its mine! And ASP's… but that's beside the point.
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