OK, this is my first Gilmore Girls fic, infact it's my first fic in general, so please please give constructive criticism. I really don't want anyone to lie to me about this because I know I need improvement, and how else am I going to get it? Without further adieu I present to you my story.
Luke's diner--
"Coffee can kill you" Lorelai mouthed to Rory behind Luke's back, causing her to burst out laughing, spitting her coffee all over the table.
"Mom! Look what you made me do!" Rory yelled, still laughing.
Luke turned around, and Lorelai smiled at him sweetly. "I wasn't making fun of you," she said. "I don't know why Rory was laughing. I swear I'm telling the truth."
"How do I stand you?" Luke gave her one of his trademark glares and walked off, shaking his head. He could barely contain the smile that he always had when Lorelai was around. He couldn't believe it had been eight years since they had first met, her begging for coffee. He sighed, some things never change.
"I'm off to school, then," Rory said, frantically trying to wipe the coffee off the table with a napkin that looked like it had been made for a midget.
"Aww, so soon? Come on, we can stay and have loads more fun making fun of Luke!" Lorelai said, snickering evilly. "We'll annoy him so much that he'll start yelling and then Taylor will come and him and start yelling at him and then we can just steal some more coffee and…"
"Don't you have work?" Rory interrupted.
"You're no fun."
"Hello? Work? This is how we get money to pay for things, in case you didn't notice."
"Of course I noticed! But who cares? Michel will take care of everything, so that by the time I get to the Inn all the guests will be gone and Michel will be curled up in a ball in the corner screaming French obscenities. See? I got it all worked out."
"Very nice," Rory replied sarcastically. "You're the best manager ever, Mom. I can't imagine why anyone wouldn't totally love you."
"Do I smell sarcasm?" Lorelai asked.
"No, of course not! Why would I ever be sarcastic?" Rory asked, smiling innocently at her mom.
"I dunno, maybe my irresistible charm has effects on you…"
"OK, going now before you start talking about how good and smart you are, and how any guy would be totally stupid to turn you down."
Rory walked out the door, got into her car, and drove off.
"Luke! More coffee!" Lorelai shouted into the storeroom.
She heard a loud crash and Luke came running out just in time. Had he stayed a minute longer the entire shelf of flour would have come crashing down right on top of him.
"Hey Luke, I want coffee." Lorelai told him, totally oblivious to the fact that Luke could have very well been seriously injured.
"Get it yourself." Luke said. "Are you always this annoying?"
"Yup" Lorelai said, smiling. "24/7. I could make a ton of money off it if people paid me to be annoying. But if there were such a thing, Michel would already make enough money off it so that he didn't have to work with me anymore. And since he's still working at the Inn…"
"Yeah, I get it." Luke said and waded back into the storeroom.
Lorelai busied herself behind the counter, pouring coffee and grabbing a muffin. "Hey Luke?"
She heard a muffled "What?" from the back of the store.
"Should I pay you?"
"No, it's on the house. I can't move, so unless you are just dying to give me money you can take the coffee free."
"OK, I'm off then. Bye!"
"See you later."
Yale campus--
"Hey, Ace." Logan walked up behind Rory, casually taking her coffee and stealing a sip.
"Hey! That's Luke's coffee! That's not some run of the mill coffee that I bought at some vender from some guy who may or may not be selling his stuff legally." Rory said, snatching back the coffee cup.
"OK, I'll sip more carefully next time." Logan replied sarcastically.
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Hey, are you free tomorrow night?" Logan asked.
"Um…tomorrow is Friday, right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I have dinner with the grandparents every Friday night.
"Oh. What time is it over?"
"I could probably get out of there around 8:30. Are you actually asking me out on a date?" Rory asked.
"Yup. Hey, don't look so surprised, you're the one who wanted to go out in the first place." Logan said, taking another sip of Rory's coffee and setting down again very carefully on her books. "I'll pick you up at nine at your house. Later, Ace." Logan walked away, that secretive smile lingering on his face.
Rory shook her head, picked up her things and walked to class.
Dragonfly Inn--
"Michel! The phone!" Lorelai yelled in the general area of the front desk.
"What about it?"
"It's ringing!"
"I noticed."
"Answer it, Michel."
"No."
"Michel…" Lorelai said threateningly.
"I'll answer it this time. But this is the last one today. I am tired of acting nice to people I would rather be bashing over the head with heavy objects."
"Just answer it."
"Fine." Michel picked up the phone. "Dragonfly Inn, this is Michel speaking."
"Hello may I speak to Lorelai please? This is her mother." Emily said into the phone from her house.
"It's your mother." Michel said, handing Lorelai the phone noncholantly.
"Oh now I wish you hadn't answered it." Lorelai said, rolling her eyes.
"See? I'm always right! The phone should be left alone at all times." Michel replied.
"Hi, Mom" Lorelai spoke into the phone.
"I was wondering if there was anything special that you might like for dinner tomorrow night." Emily said.
"You're asking me if I want something special to eat tomorrow?"
"Yes, I believe that is what, is it not?"
"Um, yeah, I'm just kind of surprised."
"Why?"
"Well you've never asked me to choose the meal before. You always just make the decision yourself."
"We just fired the cook, so we were going to whip something up and I wasn't sure what to make."
"How about pizza?" Lorelai asked. "We can order out, or heat up some frozen pizza, you can choose that."
"OK, we'll order out." Emily replied. "I'll see you tomorrow, then."
"Allright…"
"Bye."
"Bye, Mom." Lorelai hung up and looked at the phone quizzically.
"What is it?" Michel asked from across the room.
"My mother just asked for my recommendation for dinner tomorrow and then accepted it. I'm impressed; she must have just won the lottery or something."
"You scare me sometimes." Michel said, looking at Lorelai.
"Right back at ya." Lorelai replied, smiling.
Gilmore House--
"Rory? Are you here?" Lorelai yelled, dropping her keys on the front table.
"Hey Mom! How was work?"
"Good, a little weird, but good. School?"
"I had a weird day too."
"Talk, please."
"Logan asked me out." Rory told her mom, a little guiltily.
"No! He did not!"
"He did"
"Oh, honey, that's great!"
"I don't know…"
"What is it?" Lorelai asked, a little worriedly.
"I just don't know if he's my kind of guy, you know? Like what if I totally hate him? Or what if he hates me?" Rory was getting a little worried herself.
"I'm sure it will be a great date, hon.," Lorelai said, trying to sound confident.
"OK, well the date is set for tomorrow night, after dinner with Grandma and Grandpa."
"Really? What time is he expecting to pick you up?"
"Nine? It's completely OK if I can't get home by then, I'll just call him and tell him the date is off," Rory said, already moving toward the phone.
"Oh no you don't" Lorelai said, quickly snatching up the phone before her daughter could call Logan. "You are going to go on that date with Logan whether you like it or not."
"Aren't you supposed to be against this?" Rory asked hopefully. "All the other kid's moms get all pissed at them when they want to go out."
"I'm not like the other kids' moms. The sooner you learn that, the better." Lorelai said. "I'll just call my parents and tell them that we have to leave a little early." Lorelai started dialing the number when she suddenly remembered something. She quickly set the phone back down. "Uh, Rory, we can't leave this particular dinner early."
"Why not!"
"Because my mom called me and asked for my recommendation of food and we are going to have pizza, so I can't call them and tell them I want to ditch. They'll think I hate them, which is not really that far from the truth, but I'd like for them not to know that."
"Rory?" Lorelai asked, looking at her non-responsive daughter.
"Grandma called you? And asked for a recommendation for food? And she accepted yours?"
"Yes, I was a little shocked at first too." Lorelai said sympathetically.
"We're having pizza. At your parents' house. Wow, this day just keeps getting weirder."
"Hey, I have an idea. We'll go over there early so we can leave early and you can go on your date with Logan." Lorelai smiled.
"OK, call them. Right now before I freak out and smash the phone."
"I'm calling them from the other room!" Lorelai said, and walked into the kitchen.
Rory sat down. What the hell am I getting myself into?