A/N: Sorry for the delayed updates; I haven't had much free time, I've got a Physics final coming up, and I suck up a storm in the science area -.- But, Muffin, I think Imma take your idea: sounds like fun :P So, there's gonna be a party. I'm too lazy to look, but, whomever suggested that Chris & Luke end up working together (if I'm not hallucinating) for a school project, methinks I'll use it. S'all for now ; Thanks so much for the reviews; it makes my day to have full mailbox. AND! DUCKY! OMG WOW! LOVED THE REVIEW! This is just kind of a filler, until I get a chance to post something better, longer, and that has a point.
"Hey, a couple of the guys on the baseball team are having a party tonight. A back to school thing; you wan'na go?" Luke finally asked, though, his voice was lacking the confident tone it normally held. Lorelai raised a mocking eyebrow, sticking out her tongue and biting it between her teeth.
"Are you asking me out? What happened to Riquette?" She responded dryly, rolling her eyes towards the school. Luke sighed heavily, shaking his head no. It was obvious he had meant the sigh as a 'give it up' notion, but there seemed to be something else there, too, something he wasn't admitting to.
"Rachel, Lorelai, Rachel. And, no, I'm not asking you out. I'm inviting you to come to a party that just so happens to be the one I'm going to. At eight o' clock, I'll give you the address later; don't be late." Luke stated, slight annoyance in his voice. Pulling himself to his feet, he tossed his milk carton into the bag, looking at her pointedly. "Be nice to Robin."
"See you at the Batcave, then, Batman." Lorelai quipped quietly, giving him a flirty wave as he walked away. Her queen was inching its way along; it might as well have been a date, he'd phrased it as such. And he'd called her pretty, that meant something, right? It had to. Biting her lip in anticipation, Lorelai threw away the remnants of her lunch, and walked inside just as the bell rang, mentally reliving the lunch in her mind.
Now that was odd.
Why was she doing that? It seemed like she had missed something during their meeting; something painfully obvious that anyone watching would notice right away, but that she had overlooked. But there was more to her reminiscing than strategy. She actually found some form of pleasure in it. Rubbing her hands together, Lorelai hurried to her class, realizing her hand still tingled pleasantly from his touch.
That was odd.