Disclaimer: Again, I do not own any of these characters. I wish I did, but
sadly, I don't!
Rating: for this chapter, I'll say G I think
Lorelai has just returned home from her trip to the spa. Lorelai walks in and sees Paris asleep on the couch. She laughs as she figures that Paris must have talked Rory into studying until late. Lorelai walked into Rory's room. Rory was still asleep, but she did not look very peaceful.
"Rory, honey, wake up." said Lorelai.
"Mom?" asked Rory. "You're home already? What time is it?"
"It is 10 o'clock, honey. If you get up, we could head over to Luke's for coffee," said Lorelai. "Are you ok, hun?" asked Lorelai. She could see a hint of sadness in Rory's eyes.
"Oh yeah. I'm fine, mom," said Rory. "It's just.well."
"What is it, honey? You know you can tell me anything," Lorelai stared into her daughter's eyes.
Rory told her mother all about her fight with Dean. She told her how Jess had come over and how Paris had saved Rory from an even bigger fight with Dean. She didn't tell her about Paris wanting to date Jess, though. She knew that if she brought it up, her mom would be able to see the disappointment in Rory's eyes. Plus, Rory didn't feel like thinking about it anymore. She just wanted to get Jess out of her mind.
'Anyways, Jess might not even like Paris, right?' she silently hoped. 'Why do I keep thinking like this? I have Dean. The caring Dean that built me a car and got me a bracelet. Why am I so hung up on Jess?' She continued to wonder. 'Plus, I should be happy for Paris. I mean she saved me from a huge fight with Dean!'
Lorelai could tell her daughter was deep in thought. 'I hope she's still in the mood for coffee,' Lorelai thought silently. 'I shouldn't be thinking about coffee. I should be thinking about my daughter. But coffee sure does sound good.'
"How bought some coffee?" Lorelai asked. "That's one thing that can always put a Gilmore girl in a good mood. So what do you say? Are you up for it?"
"Oh, sure mom. Let me take a real quick shower," Rory said.
"I'll wake up Paris. You find an outfit and take a shower, and then we can leave. Ok?" asked Lorelai. "Just try to hurry. I can hear the coffee calling my name. Lorelai, Lorelai.."
"Ok, ok! I'll hurry! Go wake up Paris!" Rory said.
After half an hour, the two Gilmores and Paris were headed out the door and on their way to Luke's.
As soon as they walked right in the door of the diner, Luke tried to hide in the back. He had no such luck.
"Luuuuuuke! Where are you going? You can't run from me! Coffeeeeeee! I need my coffee!" Lorelai shouted.
"No," said Luke. "It'll kill you."
"At least I'll die happy! Now give me my coffee!"
"Fine. Don't blame me when you're lying in a hospital, almost dead," Luke scolded.
"What makes you think that you're so special that I'll think of you when I'm lying in my death bed?" Lorelai asked with a flirtatious smile on her face.
Luke sighed and poured her coffee. Rory and Paris looked at one another and smiled. It was so obvious that Luke and Lorelai like each other. Everyone could tell, well except them, of course!
"Jess, get down here!" yelled Luke for the third time.
"I don't know what to do with that boy," said Luke.
Luke looked at Rory and Paris. "Will one of you go get Jess?" asked Luke.
"I will," Paris volunteered before Rory would have a chance.
'Maybe now I'll be able to talk to him without Rory around. I feel bad though. Rory looked so sad when I volunteered to go, but I have got to do this. It's the only way to make Rory realize her true feelings,' thought Paris
Luke and Lorelai looked at one another, and then at Rory. They had a confused look on their face. Before they could say anything, Paris ran up the steps to the apartment. Paris knocked, but no one answered. She slowly opened the door. Jess was asleep. He looked so peaceful.
'He's probably dreaming about Rory. I hate to wake him, but I have to,' Paris thought.
"Jess, Jess, wake up," Paris said.
"What? Rory? Is that you? So nice of you to come...Oh, Paris?! What are you doing up here?"
Paris couldn't help but smile. 'So he was thinking about Rory. This shouldn't be too hard.'
"Paris, what are you doing here?" Jess asked again.
"Oh. Luke wants you downstairs, but first I have to talk to you," Paris said.
Jess sat up. He was confused. 'This is weird. I never expected Paris to be up here waking me up. WEIRD!'
"Ok, what do you have to talk to me about?" asked Jess.
"Well," Paris began. "Hear me out before you say anything, ok?"
"Ok, whatever," Jess said.
"Listen, I know you like Rory. It's obvious. Everyone can see it, that is, except Rory. She just won't open her eyes to it," Paris went on explaining how everyone could tell that he liked Rory and Rory liked him back.
"And your point is..."
"First, admit that you like her," said Paris.
"What will you do if I don't admit it?" Jess smirked.
"Well fine. I had a way to get you two together, but if you don't want that then..."
"Ok, fine, I like Rory," Jess admitted. "Now, get to the point."
"Well last night, I tried to get her to admit that she likes you back. She wouldn't though. I figured the only way to get her to admit it was to make her jealous. I told her I wanted to date you. You should have seen the look on her face. It was priceless. She was so jealous."
Jess smirked. Rory was jealous. Whatever Paris was about to say might actually work.
"I figured that we could pretend to date each other. We could make Rory jealous. She's already jealous enough just knowing that I want to date you. I mean I don't really want to date you. I just said I did. Anyways, this would make her blow over in jealousy," Paris finally finished.
"You want me, don't you?" Jess said sarcastically.
"You've got to be kidding me," said Paris. "Fine, don't do it. I'll go. I just thought that you might want to be with Rory, but who was I kidding?"
"How do you know this will work?" Jess asked curiously.
"I am the one who gets perfect grades, aren't I?" asked Paris.
"Ah, but Rory said that you got an A- yesterday, remember?" questioned Jess.
"Don't get me started on that. I promised Rory I wouldn't talk about that anymore. Although, I still can't believe I got an A-. I'll never get into Harvard. I'm a reject. Harvard won't want me in...." Paris rambled on like always.
"Ok fine, I'll do it. I'm sure you'll get into Harvard. Chill out. So what am I supposed to do?" asked Jess incredulously.
"Well. I don't know. You've had girlfriends before. Pretend that I'm your girlfriend, I guess. I don't know. You're the expert here," said Paris.
"Even the kissing?" Jess asked not really sure of what he was getting himself into.
"I guess so, whatever it takes. I want Rory to be happy. She can't even concentrate when she's upset. I need her to concentrate. I need to get into Harvard. If that means kissing you, then fine," Paris rambled on again.
'Does this girl ever quit?' Jess thought. 'I sure hope this works.'
Back down stairs....
"What is taking her so long?" Luke asked.
'I bet I know,' thought Rory. 'Why is this bothering me so much? It's just Jess we're talking about.'
"Rory, will you go up there and check on them?" asked Luke.
"Yeah, sure," Rory said as she quickly moved up the steps.
Rory knocked. She didn't want to walk in on anything. No one answered.
"That's Rory. Well here goes," said Paris as she pulled Jess' lips to meet her own.
Jess obviously kissed back. He didn't want to though. He felt terrible. He didn't know if this would work. He didn't want to risk it though. If he and Rory lost their friendship, he didn't know what he would do.
"Paris? Jess?" Rory called out as she opened the door.
Rory stopped. There they were.Paris and Jess, kissing. Rory felt so uncomfortable. She looked down to the ground.
"Luke's still waiting for you downstairs, Jess. He needs you to help out in the diner," Rory said. She was still staring at the ground. She was too scared to look up.
Jess and Paris pulled apart from their kissing.
'Was that envy? Or hurt? Did I make her jealous? At first, she looked jealous. Then, a look of hurt washed across her face. Did I just hurt her? Did I just hurt Rory? Oh goodness. This isn't good! How could I do that to her? I knew this wasn't a good idea.' Jess thought as he looked at Rory's face. 'I couldn't have hurt her. The only reason she would be hurt is if she..liked me. Does she?'
"You better get downstairs," Paris said to Jess.
Rory looked up and Jess' gaze met hers. She couldn't move her gaze away. It's like her gaze was stuck to Jess'.
'She does look jealous. Maybe this will work out after all,' hoped Jess.
"Well I'm going downstairs," said Rory breaking their gaze.
"We're right behind you," said Jess as he and Paris followed Rory to the diner.
'I hope I know what I'm getting into,' Jess thought.
Rating: for this chapter, I'll say G I think
Lorelai has just returned home from her trip to the spa. Lorelai walks in and sees Paris asleep on the couch. She laughs as she figures that Paris must have talked Rory into studying until late. Lorelai walked into Rory's room. Rory was still asleep, but she did not look very peaceful.
"Rory, honey, wake up." said Lorelai.
"Mom?" asked Rory. "You're home already? What time is it?"
"It is 10 o'clock, honey. If you get up, we could head over to Luke's for coffee," said Lorelai. "Are you ok, hun?" asked Lorelai. She could see a hint of sadness in Rory's eyes.
"Oh yeah. I'm fine, mom," said Rory. "It's just.well."
"What is it, honey? You know you can tell me anything," Lorelai stared into her daughter's eyes.
Rory told her mother all about her fight with Dean. She told her how Jess had come over and how Paris had saved Rory from an even bigger fight with Dean. She didn't tell her about Paris wanting to date Jess, though. She knew that if she brought it up, her mom would be able to see the disappointment in Rory's eyes. Plus, Rory didn't feel like thinking about it anymore. She just wanted to get Jess out of her mind.
'Anyways, Jess might not even like Paris, right?' she silently hoped. 'Why do I keep thinking like this? I have Dean. The caring Dean that built me a car and got me a bracelet. Why am I so hung up on Jess?' She continued to wonder. 'Plus, I should be happy for Paris. I mean she saved me from a huge fight with Dean!'
Lorelai could tell her daughter was deep in thought. 'I hope she's still in the mood for coffee,' Lorelai thought silently. 'I shouldn't be thinking about coffee. I should be thinking about my daughter. But coffee sure does sound good.'
"How bought some coffee?" Lorelai asked. "That's one thing that can always put a Gilmore girl in a good mood. So what do you say? Are you up for it?"
"Oh, sure mom. Let me take a real quick shower," Rory said.
"I'll wake up Paris. You find an outfit and take a shower, and then we can leave. Ok?" asked Lorelai. "Just try to hurry. I can hear the coffee calling my name. Lorelai, Lorelai.."
"Ok, ok! I'll hurry! Go wake up Paris!" Rory said.
After half an hour, the two Gilmores and Paris were headed out the door and on their way to Luke's.
As soon as they walked right in the door of the diner, Luke tried to hide in the back. He had no such luck.
"Luuuuuuke! Where are you going? You can't run from me! Coffeeeeeee! I need my coffee!" Lorelai shouted.
"No," said Luke. "It'll kill you."
"At least I'll die happy! Now give me my coffee!"
"Fine. Don't blame me when you're lying in a hospital, almost dead," Luke scolded.
"What makes you think that you're so special that I'll think of you when I'm lying in my death bed?" Lorelai asked with a flirtatious smile on her face.
Luke sighed and poured her coffee. Rory and Paris looked at one another and smiled. It was so obvious that Luke and Lorelai like each other. Everyone could tell, well except them, of course!
"Jess, get down here!" yelled Luke for the third time.
"I don't know what to do with that boy," said Luke.
Luke looked at Rory and Paris. "Will one of you go get Jess?" asked Luke.
"I will," Paris volunteered before Rory would have a chance.
'Maybe now I'll be able to talk to him without Rory around. I feel bad though. Rory looked so sad when I volunteered to go, but I have got to do this. It's the only way to make Rory realize her true feelings,' thought Paris
Luke and Lorelai looked at one another, and then at Rory. They had a confused look on their face. Before they could say anything, Paris ran up the steps to the apartment. Paris knocked, but no one answered. She slowly opened the door. Jess was asleep. He looked so peaceful.
'He's probably dreaming about Rory. I hate to wake him, but I have to,' Paris thought.
"Jess, Jess, wake up," Paris said.
"What? Rory? Is that you? So nice of you to come...Oh, Paris?! What are you doing up here?"
Paris couldn't help but smile. 'So he was thinking about Rory. This shouldn't be too hard.'
"Paris, what are you doing here?" Jess asked again.
"Oh. Luke wants you downstairs, but first I have to talk to you," Paris said.
Jess sat up. He was confused. 'This is weird. I never expected Paris to be up here waking me up. WEIRD!'
"Ok, what do you have to talk to me about?" asked Jess.
"Well," Paris began. "Hear me out before you say anything, ok?"
"Ok, whatever," Jess said.
"Listen, I know you like Rory. It's obvious. Everyone can see it, that is, except Rory. She just won't open her eyes to it," Paris went on explaining how everyone could tell that he liked Rory and Rory liked him back.
"And your point is..."
"First, admit that you like her," said Paris.
"What will you do if I don't admit it?" Jess smirked.
"Well fine. I had a way to get you two together, but if you don't want that then..."
"Ok, fine, I like Rory," Jess admitted. "Now, get to the point."
"Well last night, I tried to get her to admit that she likes you back. She wouldn't though. I figured the only way to get her to admit it was to make her jealous. I told her I wanted to date you. You should have seen the look on her face. It was priceless. She was so jealous."
Jess smirked. Rory was jealous. Whatever Paris was about to say might actually work.
"I figured that we could pretend to date each other. We could make Rory jealous. She's already jealous enough just knowing that I want to date you. I mean I don't really want to date you. I just said I did. Anyways, this would make her blow over in jealousy," Paris finally finished.
"You want me, don't you?" Jess said sarcastically.
"You've got to be kidding me," said Paris. "Fine, don't do it. I'll go. I just thought that you might want to be with Rory, but who was I kidding?"
"How do you know this will work?" Jess asked curiously.
"I am the one who gets perfect grades, aren't I?" asked Paris.
"Ah, but Rory said that you got an A- yesterday, remember?" questioned Jess.
"Don't get me started on that. I promised Rory I wouldn't talk about that anymore. Although, I still can't believe I got an A-. I'll never get into Harvard. I'm a reject. Harvard won't want me in...." Paris rambled on like always.
"Ok fine, I'll do it. I'm sure you'll get into Harvard. Chill out. So what am I supposed to do?" asked Jess incredulously.
"Well. I don't know. You've had girlfriends before. Pretend that I'm your girlfriend, I guess. I don't know. You're the expert here," said Paris.
"Even the kissing?" Jess asked not really sure of what he was getting himself into.
"I guess so, whatever it takes. I want Rory to be happy. She can't even concentrate when she's upset. I need her to concentrate. I need to get into Harvard. If that means kissing you, then fine," Paris rambled on again.
'Does this girl ever quit?' Jess thought. 'I sure hope this works.'
Back down stairs....
"What is taking her so long?" Luke asked.
'I bet I know,' thought Rory. 'Why is this bothering me so much? It's just Jess we're talking about.'
"Rory, will you go up there and check on them?" asked Luke.
"Yeah, sure," Rory said as she quickly moved up the steps.
Rory knocked. She didn't want to walk in on anything. No one answered.
"That's Rory. Well here goes," said Paris as she pulled Jess' lips to meet her own.
Jess obviously kissed back. He didn't want to though. He felt terrible. He didn't know if this would work. He didn't want to risk it though. If he and Rory lost their friendship, he didn't know what he would do.
"Paris? Jess?" Rory called out as she opened the door.
Rory stopped. There they were.Paris and Jess, kissing. Rory felt so uncomfortable. She looked down to the ground.
"Luke's still waiting for you downstairs, Jess. He needs you to help out in the diner," Rory said. She was still staring at the ground. She was too scared to look up.
Jess and Paris pulled apart from their kissing.
'Was that envy? Or hurt? Did I make her jealous? At first, she looked jealous. Then, a look of hurt washed across her face. Did I just hurt her? Did I just hurt Rory? Oh goodness. This isn't good! How could I do that to her? I knew this wasn't a good idea.' Jess thought as he looked at Rory's face. 'I couldn't have hurt her. The only reason she would be hurt is if she..liked me. Does she?'
"You better get downstairs," Paris said to Jess.
Rory looked up and Jess' gaze met hers. She couldn't move her gaze away. It's like her gaze was stuck to Jess'.
'She does look jealous. Maybe this will work out after all,' hoped Jess.
"Well I'm going downstairs," said Rory breaking their gaze.
"We're right behind you," said Jess as he and Paris followed Rory to the diner.
'I hope I know what I'm getting into,' Jess thought.