Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. I've been extremely busy.
Rory is in Washington D.C. with Paris outside the room that they will be sharing for the next six weeks.
"The room better be clean, no cockroaches or bacteria with the potential for fatal diseases. I bet that the room is disgusting. You know, all nice and clean on the outside but inside the rooms is just a cist pool." said Paris hurriedly.
"Right. Why don't we just go in and see." said Rory not wanting to get in a heated debate with Paris.
Rory opened the door with her room key. The place had a bathroom, one bedroom and a living room with a little kitchen extension.
"Small coffee maker." said Rory looking at the dinky little thing that looked like it could barely make 3 cups of coffee.
"Coffee is all you can think about? I'm going to go check the bathroom. There has to be something wrong with this place."
Good thing mom forced me to bring a coffee maker Rory thought remembering her mother's insane thoughts the coffee maker there blowing up or purposely making bad coffee.
"The bathroom's fine." said Paris almost disappointed.
"So, just one bedroom with two beds." said Rory knowing that this would not be a good situation.
"I call the bed closer to the window." Paris declared as she walked into the room.
"Sure." said Rory again not wanting to start a debate. She hadn't been the same. She missed Jess and was counting the days until she could go home.
Jess was cleaning up one of the tables at Luke's when a customer asked him for some more coffee. Jess didn't hear him. He was too busy thinking about Rory. How was it that he couldn't stop thinking about her. Since when did he become one of those guys? The customer finally got up and tapped him on the shoulder. Jess gave him more coffee. I have to see her Jess thought.