Wouldn't Emily Love This

Chapter 2: Subway Getaway

By: Stargazer-Lillies

Disclaimer: I don't really own anything…

A/N: I'm back! Crashes through police station in search of Sarah Connor

Thank-you for your reviews…I'm glad you're interested.

Lorelai POV

Her heels clicked as she got onto the subway. Lorelai Gilmore had been through the most hectic week of her life. She couldn't believe she was actually in New York. She didn't think her parents would actually agree to let her go to NYU. She had always been destined to go to Yale or Harvard or some other Ivy League school. It wasn't like Lorelai was exceptionally smart or anything… but her parents were Gilmores and she, as a child of society had a legacy to uphold. After a lengthly discussion, Emily and Richard had finally agreed to allow her to attend NYU, with the soul promise of transferring to another "more prestigious" school after a couple years. So here she was in this indescribable city. She had been studying like crazy lately, and hadn't had much time lately for anything. So when she got the urge to watch Willy Wonka, and she didn't have any sweets, well, she needed to go to the variety store and get some.

That's where she saw him again. He was this mysterious figure to her. He was like no one she'd ever seen before. He had this way of looking at people. He could shut people up with just one look, and he never really said much. So when he made the effort to talk to her, well, she was flattered. Especially after the sock bit.

Lorelai sat down on the only empty seat. At the next stop, a whole crap-load of people swarmed onto the subway and she clutched at the sides to keep her seat. When the crowd finally parted, there he was. He was sitting directly across from her, book in hand, reading intently with his deep, intense eyes. The elderly lady beside him rose and Lorelai jumped at the chance to steal her seat. He barely looked up.

"Hi" She said anxiously, watching him reading Moby Dick. He glanced up to see her and smirked.

"Hey." He said, effortlessly, and gave her a little smirk. She wondered if he'd ever actually smiled.

"Moby Dick, huh?" She commented. "Call me Ishmael."

"Uh huh" He said absentmindedly while looking in her blue eyes.

"I read it once." She smiled, looking down.

"For high school, am I right?" He said, smirking again.

"Yep. I actually only read the first page." She confessed, then laughed and shook her head. "Which I probably shouldn't have told you, because now you're going to think I'm an idiot."

"Well if the sock bit didn't do it, this will." He teased, dog-earing the page, and placing the book in his back pocket.

"Can we never talk about the sock bit again?" She pleaded. "It's over with, it's condemned. There are boards on the windows; the construction people are demolishing it tomorrow… let's just forget about it."

"Ok…" He said. A beat. "So, where are you going?"

"School." She answered. "I go to NYU."

"Wow. What a coinky-dink." He said, flatly. "Me too."

"Really?" She said, enthused. "I haven't seen you around."

"It's a big school." He almost laughed.

"Right." She said, cursing herself.

"You wanna skip classes today?" He asked, smoothly.

"Well…the exams aren't until tomorrow…so… why not?"

"I can tell you're not from around here." He deducted, giving her a funny look.

"Why?"

"You agree to skip class with strange men on the subway."

"What can I say I live on the wild side." She sauntered. "Plus I'm pretty sure my mother dropped me on the head when I was a child." She pointed to her head. "Lack of brain cells."

"Now, now." He flirted. "I'm sure she didn't mean to."

"You don't know Emily." She explained. "I was probably exercising my bizarre sense of humor with ABC blocks, and she just couldn't take it anymore." He laughed. "Where do you wanna go?" She asked nonchalantly.

"Well," he said "Are you a music fan?"

"Are you kidding?" She scoffed. "Just call me Barry… I work along side John Cusack and that weird bald Moby kid."

"Well I know this cool store…"

To be continued…

Jess and Lorelai Go Wild!