"Hello?" Rory jolted back to reality as she picked up the phone. After a whole weekend daydreaming about what it would be like to kiss Tristan, in many different situations (she was surprised at her own imagination, which as it turned out, was way more creative than she ever thought before)...all of them so unlikely to happen...but still...a girl could dream, couldn't she?
"What...!" she screeched to herself - she was actually thinking of going out with Tristan, no less kissing him! What would Jess say!!! Speaking of Jess...
"'What...!' what?" Jess asked, puzzled, on the other line.
"Oh, er...oh no, nothing," Rory regained her composure, her heart beating a mile a minute, "H-how are you, Jess?"
Rory could almost HEAR his eyebrows narrowing as he asked suspiciously, "Are you alright?"
"Alright?!" Rory said breathlessly, "Why wouldn't I be alright?! I mean, I'm here aren't I? At home? In one piece? Alright? Of course I'm alright! Bah! What a weird thing to say...!"
"...I'm coming over. You sound like you might be coming down with something..."
"Err...no, it's alright - there's nothing wrong with me...I've just...too much homework or something," Rory clumsily excused, tripping over her own words. First she'd been fantasizing about a different guy while she had a boyfriend that loved her, and second she was LYING to the afforementioned boyfriend! She grunted and hit her head on the wall next to her...
"What's that sound?" Jess asked, more suspicious than ever, "Are you alright? Really? What if you come down with something? That would be horrible...I'm on my way now."
"Wait - no - " Click. Jess hung up.
Rory sighed. She couldn't believe that she'd actually more or less rejected the opportunity for her boyfriend to come over. Come on, he really liked her and there she was, making excuses for him to avoid her instead. Minutes later, a sharp rap sounded on her front door. She sighed once more as she got off her chair and went to answer the phone.
"Look, Jess, I'm sorry for making you come over here...I mean you didn't have to, I'm not sick, really!" she said, looking down at her shoes, so embarrassed, and angry at herself. She looked up, expecting to see Jess' piercing gaze, but instead there was...nothing?!
"What?" she said to herself, looking left and right, "Don't tell me it's a knock-and-run?" She doubted it.
That's when it caught her eye. Placed on the steps outside her house was a package wrapped in beautiful paper, calligraphied with the words, 'Rory Gilmore'. She indulged herself with a smile, although she felt guilty taking up the fragile package and, looking left and right to make sure Jess wasn't on his way, she quickly smuggled it into one of the kitchen cupboards, which was just as well because....'Knock knock!'
She flung open the front door, red-faced with guilt, and yet secretly delighted at receiving such a special present.
"Hi Jess!" she said, a little too excitedly.
"Hey, Ror..." Jess bent down and kissed her on the lips, soft and gently, but the meaning was still there. Rory's face flushed a deep scarlet, thinking of the fantasies she'd had about Tristan, when all the time Jess was always there for her...and just loved her so much...and he had no idea at all...she wasn't aware as the tears, big and fat, started rolling down her face until Jess asked her why she was crying.
"What's wrong...?" he asked, his face puzzled and oh-so-caring, a myriad of emotions reflected on his face all at once.
"Nothing, it's nothing," she said softly, wiping the tears away. She hugged him suddenly, kissing him over and over again..."I love you, Jess..."
"What...!" she screeched to herself - she was actually thinking of going out with Tristan, no less kissing him! What would Jess say!!! Speaking of Jess...
"'What...!' what?" Jess asked, puzzled, on the other line.
"Oh, er...oh no, nothing," Rory regained her composure, her heart beating a mile a minute, "H-how are you, Jess?"
Rory could almost HEAR his eyebrows narrowing as he asked suspiciously, "Are you alright?"
"Alright?!" Rory said breathlessly, "Why wouldn't I be alright?! I mean, I'm here aren't I? At home? In one piece? Alright? Of course I'm alright! Bah! What a weird thing to say...!"
"...I'm coming over. You sound like you might be coming down with something..."
"Err...no, it's alright - there's nothing wrong with me...I've just...too much homework or something," Rory clumsily excused, tripping over her own words. First she'd been fantasizing about a different guy while she had a boyfriend that loved her, and second she was LYING to the afforementioned boyfriend! She grunted and hit her head on the wall next to her...
"What's that sound?" Jess asked, more suspicious than ever, "Are you alright? Really? What if you come down with something? That would be horrible...I'm on my way now."
"Wait - no - " Click. Jess hung up.
Rory sighed. She couldn't believe that she'd actually more or less rejected the opportunity for her boyfriend to come over. Come on, he really liked her and there she was, making excuses for him to avoid her instead. Minutes later, a sharp rap sounded on her front door. She sighed once more as she got off her chair and went to answer the phone.
"Look, Jess, I'm sorry for making you come over here...I mean you didn't have to, I'm not sick, really!" she said, looking down at her shoes, so embarrassed, and angry at herself. She looked up, expecting to see Jess' piercing gaze, but instead there was...nothing?!
"What?" she said to herself, looking left and right, "Don't tell me it's a knock-and-run?" She doubted it.
That's when it caught her eye. Placed on the steps outside her house was a package wrapped in beautiful paper, calligraphied with the words, 'Rory Gilmore'. She indulged herself with a smile, although she felt guilty taking up the fragile package and, looking left and right to make sure Jess wasn't on his way, she quickly smuggled it into one of the kitchen cupboards, which was just as well because....'Knock knock!'
She flung open the front door, red-faced with guilt, and yet secretly delighted at receiving such a special present.
"Hi Jess!" she said, a little too excitedly.
"Hey, Ror..." Jess bent down and kissed her on the lips, soft and gently, but the meaning was still there. Rory's face flushed a deep scarlet, thinking of the fantasies she'd had about Tristan, when all the time Jess was always there for her...and just loved her so much...and he had no idea at all...she wasn't aware as the tears, big and fat, started rolling down her face until Jess asked her why she was crying.
"What's wrong...?" he asked, his face puzzled and oh-so-caring, a myriad of emotions reflected on his face all at once.
"Nothing, it's nothing," she said softly, wiping the tears away. She hugged him suddenly, kissing him over and over again..."I love you, Jess..."
