literatiforver: Yeah don't town meetings absolutely rule? They're so classic! Yeah throw on in one of your stories! Hope you like this chappie!
Smile1: I'm glad Kym's growing on you, and as per your request I've included some flashbacks of Jess and Kym in New York and there'll be more in future chapters to explain the course of their relationship better. Hope you this is chappie!
lousie88: Happy you like Kym, I'm just glad no one's said I've made her too Mary Sue-ish. And yeah they will get together the same way as in the show, just with a bit more influence from Kym.
K-Marie-M: Ah but Rory did know it was Jess's car, as earlier in the show her and Lane had seen it together and Rory had told Jess that he'd left his bra in the backseat. Anywho glad you are liking Kym and hope you like this chappie!
Kym was lying underneath some battered old truck supping up the engine, attempting to head bang mildly to the music she had blaring out of the garage system.
There's a place on Ocean Avenue
Where I used to sit and talk with you
We were both sixteen and it felt so right
Sleeping all day, staying up all night
There's a place on the corner of Cherry Street
We would walk on the beach in our bare feet
We were both eighteen and it felt so right
Sleeping all day, staying up all night
If I could find you now
Things would get better
We could leave this town
And rock forever
Let your waves crash down on me
And take me away
'Kym!' Gypsy cried. Startled she proceeded to smack her head soundly on a metal pipe.
'Ow Gypsy!' She groaned as she slipped out from underneath the truck, getting to her feet and wiping her oil-covered hands on her jeans. 'Don't do that, I'm functioning on like five brain cells as it is, I can't afford to loose anymore!' Gypsy raised an eyebrow. Kym shrugged.
'What do you want anyway?'
'Nothing, I just couldn't cope with that music any longer,' Gypsy shuddered resulting in a classic eye roll from Kym.
'You've gotta move with the times Gyps.'
Gypsy's eyes widened.
'What did you just call me?'
'Gyps, it's something new I'm trying out,' she replied with a grin.
'I hate it.'
'Oh come on!'
'You're finished, go on get out of here.'
'Gyps!'
'Go annoy someone else!' After a moment's deliberation, Kym grabbed Gypsy and gave her a hug. Surprised but happy, Gypsy hugged the young girl back.
'See you tomorrow!' Cried Kym, before running off in the opposite direction.
Rory found herself in Luke's diner after she and Loreali had attacked the beef section of their favourite Chinese restaurant; Lane had called and begged Rory to come out, because Lane had agreed to attend a Christian Seminar in a fortnight's time, Mrs. Kim had decided to let her see her friends. So far Lane was making the most of it, shoveling in Luke's special nachos and slurping on her extra large chocolate milkshake. It was pretty quiet in Luke's, Kirk had just left after letting Luke in on his strategy to win the 24 hour dance marathon that coming Saturday. Well, he had been, until he caught sight of Rory and seeing as Loreali was his major competition he promptly disappeared, much to Luke's relief.
'Kirk seems pretty confident,' remarked Lane as she reached for another nacho.
'Well he's won it four times in a row so,' replied Rory. 'Are you going to enter?' Lane laughed so hard milkshake shot out of her nose.
'Do you really think my mom would let me? Rory what alternate dimension are you living in?'
'Anywhere but Stars Hollow?' Supplied Kym as she sauntered through the doorway with a large smile. 'Hey Rory.'
'Hi Kym,' Rory replied with her own smile. Kym seemed to have settled into the Stars Hollow community unusually well, despite the fact that Taylor still thought her to be a sigh of Armageddon for his perfect little town. Rory even found herself wondering if Kym and her were bordering on being friends.
'And Lane right?' Questioned Kym as she took a chair at their table.
'Yeah,' replied Lane warily. 'You're Jess's ex aren't you?'
'The one and only,' she said with a wickedly seductive grin. 'Well, not really the ONE and only, but hey it's a phrase!' Boldly she leant forward to grab a nacho. 'I've seen you before, practicing on the drums in the music store.'
Lane looked panic-stricken.
'Who've you told?' She demanded.
'No one, chill,' said the New Yorker. 'It's ok, you're mom doesn't like it, harsh deal but good on you for doing it anyway.'
Before Lane could reply, Luke irritably came out from the back room.
'Yo, what's up Luke?' Asked Kym. He shot her a look of annoyance.
'I'm short of things for breakfast tomorrow, that's what's up.'
'You'll still have coffee right?' Asked Rory nervously.
'Not enough for you and your mom, let alone the rest of the diner,' he said grabbing his coat. 'Listen, can you three keep an eye on things here? I'm going to have to drive to Hartford, Doose's will be closed now, and this is an emergency.'
'I don't know,' said Lane. 'I'll have to get home soon.'
'Jess should be back soon, he can close up,' Luke pleaded. 'Come on, I'm actually begging you here. Rory you can have a field day telling your mom about it and I'll even get you extra doughnuts.'
'With chocolate sprinkles?'
'Of course.'
'We'll do it,' Kym answered for all of them.
'Thank you!' Luke cried before running out of the diner on his mission for coffee.
The moment he was safely gone, Kym got to her feet.
'Score for the girls!'
She dug a CD out of her bag and headed behind the counter to put it on, before turning it to full volume so that Bowling for Soup was blaring out into the almost empty stark room.
'Kym what are you doing?' Asked Rory, her brow furrowing in confusion.
'We've been left in charge of the diner, I'm having some fun!' She replied, grabbing the ketchup bottle and dancing around, singing into it like a bright-red microphone. Lane began laughing and Kym bounded over to pull the Korean girl to her feet.
'Lane?' Rory questioned.
'I'm actually out on a school night, and I'm going to make the most of it!' Lane cried in reply, shaking her hair and jumping in time to the music, currently 'The Bitch Song.'
'You're a bitch but I love you anyway, oooh you can't sing but you still put me to sleep, baby you're a bitch, hey, hey, hey, hey, you make me sick but don't ever go away!' Kym sang happily, her and Lane letting themselves go as Rory watched on in amazement. It wasn't long before Kym had grabbed the squirt-y cream from the fridge and her and Lane were giggling as they sprayed it into their mouths. Rory awkwardly moved up to sit at the counter as her friends continued to dance around with the ketchup and cream.
'Rory stop sitting there and join in!' Demanded Kym, chucking the cream to her. Rory caught it narrowly and smiled before shouting over the music.
'I'll take the cream, pass on the dancing!'
'Oh you're no fun!' Kym replied with a pout, launching herself up onto the counter to use it as a makeshift stage. A new song began to play, this one a hip-hop track. Lane stopped moving and gave the CD player a disapproving glance.
'You've got to appreciate it for what it is,' Kym said, changing the style of her dancing to fit the genre. Lane shrugged and joined her somewhat ungracefully up on the counter. Kym proceeded to try and teach Lane some of the more seductive dance moves, snickering at her jerky movements.
'It's all in the hips, work them, no, no not like that!' Lane slipped and fell painfully on her backside. She laughed it off, as Rory stared on in wide-eyed shock.
'I don't even care, I'm acting like a hussy as my mom would say, giving the devil a lap dance!' Lane exclaimed getting to her feet and joining Kym again, who was grinding away in time to the music.
This was how Jess found them; several chairs of the diner uprooted, a discarded plate of nachos, Kym seductively dancing on the countertop looking like a backup dancer for Ja Rule, Lane trying unsuccessfully to mimic her movements, giggling hysterically, and Rory sitting watching them at the counter, looking reserved and angelic in a pair of old jeans and a red turtleneck. The over-loud music had muffled the bell chime that announced his entrance so Jess stood in the doorway, content to just watch them for the moment. Kym's hair shone in the light, a lustrous, velvet textured brown that he had loved to run through his fingers when they kissed. With a pang he tried to clear his mind of those memories, but it was too late.
They'd been the best of friends at middle school, constantly hanging around with each other, making fun of the Chinese tourists at the Statue of Liberty. Jess hadn't really taken much notice of her appearance then; she'd had mousy brown-blonde hair that hung down her back, long and untamed, with blue eyes that were often hidden behind her reading glasses as well as an undeveloped figure hiden by baggy clothes.That didn't matter though, she was sharp-minded and the only person he could really talk to.
Their second to last year of middle school, however, Kym's mom shipped her off to a different one, and subsequently a different high schoolnear the Bronx and Jess almost forgot about her. Almost. There was still his middle school yearbook to remind him of her smile.
In hisfreshman year at around Christmas time, he saw her smile again. Her mom had transferred her to his school after she'd gotten a new job as a maid in a classy hotel. Jess had been sitting in English reading a book, not the assigned one of course, when she'd entered his classroom confidently swinging her hips. Jess had eyed her up like all the other boys in the class; the dyed brown hair, heavily accentuated blue eyes (minus the glasses), a pair of jeans that were so tight they looked like you'd need the jaws of live to get into them, and a black tank top baring the tempting contours of her stomach.
'Class we have a new student,' the teacher had said. 'I'd like you all the welcome Kym Hayes.' Some of the boys had made wolf-whistles or other similar gestures. Jess sat there in shock, his eyes wide at her transformation. She recognised him too, and after the initial shock left her face, she shot him a dazzling smile and a cheeky wink before sauntering past him to take her seat near the back of the room.
He'd caught up with her after class and she'd greeted him how she always had; thrown her arms around his neck in a tight hug. Only this time it was so different, the smell of her, cinnamon and strawberries, overwhelmed him, as well as the feel of her body close to his. They started hanging out regularly again after that, except they were now frequently ditching class to hang out in Washington Park or Central Park.
About a month later, the two of them decided to crash the school Christmas disco with some friends and Kym had gotten into a fight with one of the 'rich bitches,' the pampered blonde princesses who hung around with the jocks. Kym had been a bit drunk, and when one of them sent a snide comment her way about her being a pathetic whore from the Bronx who thought she was something special, Kym had simply lost it and slapped the girl hard around the face before launching herself at her. The staff chaperones had attempted to tear her away but they couldn't, so instead Jess had literally dragged her kicking and screaming out of the gym and all the way to Washington Park before pushing her onto a bench and asking her what the hell was up. Kym had sobered up by then but was still crying.
'She's right, I am a pathetic whore.'
'Kym stop,' Jess had ordered.
'You don't know,' she'd said suddenly. 'She's right, the only way I could get accepted in the Bronx was to sleep around, and even then they didn't want me. Dad doesn't want anything to do with me, mom's started drinking again, she won't be able to keep her job for much longer if she carries on and everything's so fucked up!' She'd screamed the last part and Jess had gathered her into his arms to calm her down. It had worked and she had looked up at him in the moonlight, and even with her eyes bloodshot and her cheeks tearstained she was still the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
'Make it stop,' she whispered before closing the distance between them, sealing their friendship with a kiss. He shouldn't have responded, she was upset, she just wanted some comfort, but he couldn't make himself stop. He'd held her to him more firmly and run his hand through her hair whilst delving his tongue into her sweet mouth. That night they made love right there in Washington Park on his jacket in the shelter of the trees. That night they became an item. That night Jess fell in love.
'Jess!' Cried Kym jovially, finally noticing him standing in the doorway lost in his thoughts. Rory's head whipped around instantly, her eyes huge and unnerved before a mask of cool indifference slipped over her features. Lane's eyes hardened as she surveyed him, arms folded. Kym apparently didn't notice the hostility coming from the other two girls and leapt off the counter, bounding up to him and wrapping her arms around his narrow waist.
'What are you doing here?' He asked, trying to remain calm despite the fact that her closeness was bringing back even more memories, especially of Washington Park and a navy blue jacket…
'Luke ran out of supplies for breakfast tomorrow,' Rory offered in response. Jess allowed himself to look at her but could only hold her eye contact for a few moments. 'He asked us to watch the diner until you got back to close up.'
'Right,' he said coolly, returning his focus to Kym and placing his hands gently on her hips. 'So what's with the music?'
'Thought we'd have a little fun,' she said turning in his arms so that her back was pressed against his chest. 'Have a little dance,' she said as she sensually shimmied down the length of his body and back up again before glancing over his shoulder to meet his gaze.
'Dance with me.'
'I don't dance, you know that,' he said, disentangling himself from her for safety reasons. He glanced towards Rory and she refused to look at him, her bottom lip quivering ever so slightly from watching Kym's behaviour with him and Jess nearly smirked. Shane and Kym combined were driving her crazy, just how her felt when she canoodled with Dean infront of him. He felt like he couldn't breathe, and that the walls were closing in on him and all he needed to do was simply get away from her. So he wasn't surprised when Rory got to her feet and looked to Lane. Lane caught the hint.
'Well now Jess's back, we can leave, come on Rory, I need to get home.'
'Bye guys,' said Kym with a smile. Rory also shot her a smile, but it was obviously strained and didn't quite reach her eyes.
'Bye Kym.'
'Nice meeting you,' said Lane before exiting after Rory, giving Jess a disdainful look as she passed.
Jess watched them go with an inaudible sigh at how much life can suck before turning to try and get rid of Kym. She was dancing however, not paying him any attention at all.
'Kym, you've gotta go now,' he said in a tired voice.
'Spend the night with Barbie?' She asked innocently.
'Yes I was with Shane, why?' He asked irritably.
'Just wondering, you could have been a little friendlier to Rory though,' she said thoughtfully. Jess could feel his anger rising and decided to put a stop to it. He caught her firmly around the waist and dragged her to the door before pushing her outside, chucking her CD and jacket after her. Kym stumbled down the step and turned to glare at him in surprise.
'Night Kym,' Jess said before closing the door in her face and locking it. She shot him an annoyed look before turning and slowly walking back to Gypsy's, thrusting her hips forward as she went, taunting him with the view of her ass as she walked away. He turned from the door and took a deep breath before heading upstairs to take a much needed cold shower.
Please review! Next chapter, the 24 hour dance marathon, and more of Kym/Jess the early years!
