Lorelai shoved herself through the tiny window and on her way down knocked over an old lamp, possibly a gift from her grandmother that Emily had stored far away out of sight. Lorelai scampered to her feet and set the lamp back on the table.
"Lorelai?" Emily's voice called from the top of the stairs. "What's going on down there?"
"Uh! Nothing!" Lorelai yelled back. "I just knocked over one of the lamps."
"My heavens! Did you break it?" Suddenly Emily's footsteps came rushing down the stairs.
Lorelai quickly tried to pull herself together. Emily reached the bottom of the stairs and rushed over to the lamp. "Richard's mother gave this to us." She stated. "If you so much as put a scratch on it, she'll notice." Emily expected the lamp thoroughly.
"And keeping it down in the basement is taking care of it?" Lorelai asked.
"Well, usually no one is ever down here." Emily returned in a snotty tone of voice. "Leave it up to you to throw things out of sync."
"Mom, the lamp's fine." Lorelai replied. "I'm going on up to bed."
Lorelai attempted to make it up the stairs without speaking another word to her mother. But then, just like clockwork... "Lorelai, there's a dinner party tomorrow evening."
Lorelai stopped at the top step. "A dinner party?" she echoed back down the stair well.
"Yes. At the Hayden's. You are to wear black and be ready to leave by 6:00 sharp."
Lorelai galloped back down the stairs. "Why do I have to go?" Lorelai demanded.
"Their oldest son Christopher invited you." Emily smiled.
"What?" Lorelai's face held so much surprise and shock it looked as if it had been drawn from a loony toon character.
"Francine called earlier, and Christopher insists that you come." Emily smiled and began to walk up the stairs.
"Mom, I don't want to go." Lorelai followed after her mother.
"Lorelai, you're getting older now, you're not a child any longer. You have to be respectful. If someone is kind enough to invite you to a party, you are obligated to go." With that, Emily ended the conversation and walked back up stairs.
Lorelai huffed and sat down on the bottom step of the basement stairs. Who was Emily to tell her she wasn't a child any longer. Lorelai smirked. She most certainly knew she was no longer a child, if only Emily knew the irony which was hid behind her statement. Lorelai vaguely remembered Christopher. They had went to the same jr. high a few years back, but then chose different high schools. If only she could invite Luke to go with her. That would make the party much more fun. Lorelai knew Emily would never allow Luke to tag along to a party that Christopher supposedly invited her to. This had to be a scheme of Emily's to once again thrust her upon another "rich blue blooded boy" and leave Luke standing in a whirl of dust. Her mother was such a spiteful woman. Slowly Lorelai climbed the basement steps and quietly headed up to her room.
The next morning Lorelai rose from her bed and smiled. The first thing that came to mind was the previous night. She picked up her phone and dialed Luke's number.
"Hello?" A sleepy voice replied.
"Hi, Mr. Danes." Lorelai greeted cheerfully. "Did I wake you?"
"Oh, no, sweetheart I was just about to get out of bed anyway. You have perfect timing." he chuckled. "And I told you to call me William."
"Okay, I'll try to remember that next time I call." She politely replied. "Is Luke around?"
"I think I heard him come in a few minutes ago. Hold on." William held the phone away from his mouth, but Lorelai could still hear him perfectly. "Lucas?" He called. "It's Lorelai."
Lorelai smiled, she loved to hear Luke's dad call him Lucas.
"Hey." Luke's friendly voice interjected.
Lorelai was surprised that he had taken the phone so quickly. "Hey."
"Good morning." Luke added.
"Yes, it is a good morning." Lorelai smirked.
"I miss you." Luke blurted out practically without even thinking. "Let's meet up."
"I can't." Lorelai replied in a sad tone. "My mother is making me go to a dinner party."
"Well, I'll come with you." Luke offered. "My dad has a tux that I could borrow. That's what they wear, right?"
Lorelai laughed. "Yes, that's what they wear. " Lorelai paused. "Luke, I don't think my mom would allow you to escort me to a dinner party."
"Why not?" Luke replied. "I can finally show her I'm not some sleeze ball just looking for a free ride."
"The only reason she is making me go to this stupid party is because she thinks I'm going to hook up with the host's son."
It was quiet on Luke's end of the phone for a moment. "Oh." he finally replied.
Lorelai sensed the disappointment in Luke's reply, even though it was one small word, it held much emotion. "You know that is not going to happen, right?"
"I hope not." Luke remarked.
"Luke, I don't want anyone else." She stated boldly and honestly. "I only want to be with you."
Okay, that was enough for Luke. Hearing those words reassured him everything was fine and there was no need to worry. "Well, if this guy gives you any trouble..."
"Don't worry." Lorelai giggled, seeing Luke's protective jealous side kick in. "I'm sure he's dreading this whole thing just as much as I am."
"Call me when you get home."
"I will." Lorelai paused. Would he say it? Her heart pounded with excitement.
"I love you." Luke added.
Lorelai desperately tried to keep from jumping up and down and squealing like a young school girl. "I love you, too." She replied cooly and hung up the phone. Then she danced around her room like the young school girl she truly was.