A/N: I've gone a bit museless. So, updates will be a mite more sporadic until my muse returns from god knows where. Thank you soooo much for all of the reviews! I love reviews :) ! Now, for the important stuff. I need help with the plot...I've got many ideas, but if I make it that long, it'll surely be abandoned. So, I'm gonna list the ideas I do have, and you can in your comments or Pms, tell me which ones you like, and make additional suggestions/elaborate, if you like.

A Party...A class project (Luke and Lorelai work together)...School Camping Trip (winkwink)...I had sooo many more before I started typing. -.-

Officially, even though it was her only class besides the orientation so far, Lorelai declared lunch her favorite. The students were allowed to eat outside, and in the sunny weather, it was a welcomed experience. And to put the cherry on the cake--the icing in the cookie--the knight on the board, she had discovered that Chris did not share her lunch period. So, she could work on warring Luke down without the fear of losing Harley Davidson. She had already met most of PYA's male population, but had narrowed her pickings down to two. Biker boots or baseball caps? Truthfully, she thought that those two accessories would make a very hot outfit, but that was just one of her twisted fantasies.

Popping open the top to a can of Cherry Coke, Lorelai took a few sips, her eyes scanning the students, narrowed over the can's top. Today Luke said he'd sit with her. And although she felt slightly childish, she had been watching he and Rachel. She didn't have lunch with them either. Sitting down and leaning into the crooked trunk of an oak tree, Lorelai waited, all the while contemplating a fun new name to call him by. She hadn't been reading a lot lately, so books were nearly impossible. Movies would be hard, too, because she mostly watched TV. Okay, so, reference to television shows. Get it? Got it? Good. Just as she had been mulling over ways to allow a Full House reference, Luke gave her a brief wave and awkwardly made his way to her, sitting down with a brown bag in hand.

"Boo Radley strikes again!" She murmured playfully, resisting the urge to comment on a brown bag lunch. Tousling her dark hair, her mouth curled into a smile as she unwrapped her sandwich, taking a small bite. Luke rolled his eyes in response, his sunglasses no longer visible. That was exactly what currently left her tongue tied, his eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but shut it quickly for the words had flown from her head. Her eyes dropped in slight embarrassment. "So, what's Yoko's name again?"

"Rachel."

"Robin, got it. What's the story?"

"Rachel."

"So you've said." Lorelai raised an eyebrow, feeling like she was digging herself deeper and deeper into a hole. He didn't look at all amused. No, no, he did, kind of. In a grudging way, his features were arranged in such away that Lorelai could well see he was amused. But he didn't want to be. And this was only the beginning; master of flirtation strikes again! Ha. She was now completely overusing her jokes. Even mentally it sounded redundant. Luke grunted in response, pulling a sandwich almost identical to Lorelai's out and taking a bite. Lorelai raised an eyebrow. "What's on the sandwich, par'ner?"

"Food." He replied dryly, mimicking her quirked eyebrow to perfection. Lorelai responded with a mocking roll of her icy eyes.

"Tune in next time for the return of Monosyllabic Man and his sidekick, Captain Obvious!" She joked, taking another sip of her Cherry Coke. Luke responded with his repetitive roll of the eyes, adjusting his baseball cap. "Want some?" Lorelai asked as casually as she could, holding the can of Coke out to him, her smile threatening to widen with each second. Unfortunately, he rebuffed her with a disgusted noise, pushing the can gently towards her, his fingers brushing against hers. Something like a spark shot through her, causing an almost disastrous soda spill, but she contained it. He too had a reaction much like touching a hot stove, hand jerking away quickly.

Luke shoved away a surprised expression, a glower taking up residence on his features. "Haven't you ever heard of germs? And with all that caffeine--you might as well build a coffin right now." He responded satirically. Lorelai almost choked on the gulp of Cherry Coke, making a strangled noise before collapsing so her head was on her folded knees. Then she burst into laughter. Little did she know how usual this routine would become, years forward. "What is your problem?"

Lorelai lifted her head up, giving him an amused look, but before she spoke, he shot her a disapproving glare, which made her double over with laughter yet again.

"You're crazy." He told her plainly, taking a swig of his milk and staring at her with something akin to fascination.

"How do...How do you figure?" She managed, feeling as if her stomach were to split open. Calming herself, she lifted the can to her lips slowly, eyeing him mockingly the whole while. The simple act of drinking from a can was made to be more than just an annoyance; Lorelai dipped her tongue into the hole slowly, tasting the sweet beverage, before actually taking a drink. Licking her lips slowly, she watched his reaction. He stirred, hands fumbling in his lap, and he avoided eye contact for a moment or two, before he seemed to forget the last few minutes and resumed his aloofness.

"I figure anyone who can retain as much useless knowledge and quips as you must either be insane, or have no life." He responded slowly, as if pointing out the obvious, leaning back on his hands.

"And why not the latter?"

"Because you must have a life, you're too pretty not to." And check. Her queen advanced, and stood waiting to make a move before his king on the metaphorical game board. She smiled, suddenly feeling something odd; embarrasment. That was new. Not like, mortification, but something not too far from modesty. Which wasn't one of her characteristics. Her eyes met his, her lips curved upwards in a sultry smile. "Er...I-I mean, y'know." He recovered quickly, wringing his hands yet again.

This time, though, Luke met her gaze.

Something strange shot through both, some foreign emotion stirred in their stomachs.It was so strange, this feeling, and neither was able to recognize it, though for near five minutes they sat staring at each other, at a loss for anything and everything. Then, finally, Luke summoned up the initiative to speak.

A/N: I had to end it here, I was nearing atrocious writing quality. XP