Rory approached the diner next morning with what could only be described as apprehension deep in her throat. Latching onto Lorelai's arm, the pair walked into the diner. Rory nervously scanned around.
Good, Jess wasn't there.
Suddenly, she felt mixed feelings. Shouldn't she be upset that Jess wasn't there? For some weird reason, she wasn't. It was almost as though she only liked him from afar or something.
The whole coffee shop routine passed without an incident and by then Rory was beginning to wonder where Jess was.
***
As Rory got off the bus from Chilton that day, a mere 10 minutes walk from her house, she was surprised to see an unusual sight.
Jess was perched on the bus stop chair, fidgeting with his copy of 'Catcher in The Rye'. As Rory approached cautiously he looked up slowly, "Hi, Rory," he said uncertainly.
"Hi, Jess," Rory replied quietly.
The two just faced each other for five minutes, silently, not aware of anything else happening around them.
Rory was the first to break their gaze, her cheeks blushing a rosy red, the picture of Jess' face engraved in her mind forevermore. She remembered kissing him - it had seemed so long ago, and she yearned to kiss him again.
The letter that he had given her layed cherished in her blazer pocket. She put her hand in and drew it out, "I read it," she murmured.
"...That's good."
"...Except," Rory began boldly, "I don't understand what you were trying to write in this last sentence," she pointed shakily to Jess' indecipherable handwriting.
Jess started to look uncomfortable, "I-I," he began, and then cleared his throat, "What I meant to say was," he held Rory's hands and the letter spiralled gently to the ground, "You're smart, funny, intelligent, and...and everything that someone like me could ever dream of in their entire life..." he trailed off uncertainly.
Slowly - tenderly, Jess moved forward and closed off the mere centimetres that had seperated them just moments before, and more importantly, tilted Rory's chin up and brought her lips to his.
Their lips brushed every so slightly, and yet Rory could feel red alarms go off in her head as her every nerve tingled with anticipation and delight. She kissed him back, definitely not wanting to waste the moment.
She closed her eyes slowly, as the kiss intensified and Jess whispered clearly into her mouth, "I love you..."
Good, Jess wasn't there.
Suddenly, she felt mixed feelings. Shouldn't she be upset that Jess wasn't there? For some weird reason, she wasn't. It was almost as though she only liked him from afar or something.
The whole coffee shop routine passed without an incident and by then Rory was beginning to wonder where Jess was.
***
As Rory got off the bus from Chilton that day, a mere 10 minutes walk from her house, she was surprised to see an unusual sight.
Jess was perched on the bus stop chair, fidgeting with his copy of 'Catcher in The Rye'. As Rory approached cautiously he looked up slowly, "Hi, Rory," he said uncertainly.
"Hi, Jess," Rory replied quietly.
The two just faced each other for five minutes, silently, not aware of anything else happening around them.
Rory was the first to break their gaze, her cheeks blushing a rosy red, the picture of Jess' face engraved in her mind forevermore. She remembered kissing him - it had seemed so long ago, and she yearned to kiss him again.
The letter that he had given her layed cherished in her blazer pocket. She put her hand in and drew it out, "I read it," she murmured.
"...That's good."
"...Except," Rory began boldly, "I don't understand what you were trying to write in this last sentence," she pointed shakily to Jess' indecipherable handwriting.
Jess started to look uncomfortable, "I-I," he began, and then cleared his throat, "What I meant to say was," he held Rory's hands and the letter spiralled gently to the ground, "You're smart, funny, intelligent, and...and everything that someone like me could ever dream of in their entire life..." he trailed off uncertainly.
Slowly - tenderly, Jess moved forward and closed off the mere centimetres that had seperated them just moments before, and more importantly, tilted Rory's chin up and brought her lips to his.
Their lips brushed every so slightly, and yet Rory could feel red alarms go off in her head as her every nerve tingled with anticipation and delight. She kissed him back, definitely not wanting to waste the moment.
She closed her eyes slowly, as the kiss intensified and Jess whispered clearly into her mouth, "I love you..."
