Author: Queen of Weird
Disclaimer:I own nothing but the plot. In my dreams, however, I own Jess Mariano and Milo Ventimiglia
Random shout out: LOGAN STINKS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING AMY?
Summary: Takes place after 'There's the Rub' Rory and Dean are together, and are the 'It' couple in Stars Hollow. But there's someone watching very closely-a very sour and sarcastic teen. How will Dean react when he finds his girlfriend being very friendly with 'the enemy'? Read and find out!
I'm sorry. I really stink at summaries. I hope you enjoy!
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Rory and Dean were walking hand in hand around Stars Hollow. Rory was jabbering about nothing in particular. Dean, however, was deep in thought. He was being a wimp, he knew it. He had to confront Rory, ask her what was going on. But being called a hero made him sink into the shadows of chickenry.
"So. They're thinking about making me co-editor of the Franklin. Paris doesn't seem to thrilled about the idea, but every one else seems to think it is a good idea..." Rory said. She noticed something was wrong with Dean, so she looked up at him. "You okay?" she asked.
"What? Yeah. I'm fine." His voice sounded agrrivated. Rory looked in the direction Dean was looking, and spotted a dark haired teen, sitting around the Town Sqaure, reading. Jess waved in his sarcastic way. Dean just glared.
"Come on..." Rory said, pulling Dean away. She hated the tension between the two. She hated the animosity. Dean was leading her around like a puppy-dog now. They were standing in front of the Hardwear Store. Seeing tools reminded rory of Luke, which reminded her of Jess. "Wouldn't it be easier if you two were just friends?" Rory asked, staring at the tools
"Who?" Dean asked. He knew perfectly well who.
"Jess. I mean, it's just a waste of time. All this enmity and hostility-" Rory said, now looking up at Dean. Dean was shaking his head. His lips once again were a thin line. "He's a jerk."
"If you two just took the time-" But once again, she was cut off. "It would be a waste of time. We just don't get along."
"But if you two just stopped being so stubborn-" Rory sounded eager, earnest. She bit her lower lip, and stared into her boyfriend's dull brown eyes. "Rory," Dean began sternly, warningly. "Why do you care anyway? It doesn't affect you."
"Yes it does! You're my boyfriend, and Jess is kind of my friend. And I hate seeing you mad and-Dean. Why are you mad? Dean!" But it was too late. Dean was stalking off angrily. Frantically, Rory looked around, then she ran off after him. She didn't know what she did to upset him this time.
"Dean!" Rory stopped, leaning on her legs. She puffed. It was hard keeping up with Dean, his legs were long, and he could take long strides. "Dean stop!" After regaining breathing abilities, Rory ran after him. Finally catching up, she put her hand on his shoulder. "Dean what did I do? What's wrong?"
You see how she immediatley blames it on herself?
"Dean! Come on! Talk to me!" Rory bit her lower lip, and tears threatened to spill over the edge of her crystal blue eyes. "Dean-"
He said nothing, merely walked off. Tired of running, Rory sat down and cried. The tears spilled over, and she put her head in her hands. She didn't know what she did. Was suggesting friendship such a crime? Was wanting peace a sin? Was wanting her two friends to be at least NICE towards each other unforgivable by law?
"He's a jerk," came a familiar voice. He just came, sat down and talked. Rory didn't need to tell him what happened, because he was watching. He just didn't tell Rory that. "He makes you think everything is your fault, even if it isn't..."
Rory looked up, and stared gratefully at Jess. "He's just overly sensitive."
"No. I shouldn't have suggested anything..." Rory whispered, wiping her eyes on her sleeve. "I should've know he'd get mad if I even mentioned your name."
"He's dramatic. It isn't your fault." Jess looked so nice, so comforting. Rory could tell he was trying, but she didn't want to hear anything against Dean. She didn't like people speaking poorly about him. Even if it was the truth. Rory didn't see it in him though. Dean unintentionally (or maybe he was just sneaky in doing it) rid Rory of any opinion she might have of Dean that was not nice. He controlled what she thought of him. "No. He isn't," she said in barley over a whisper.
"What, does he tell you to say that? Are you on mind control?" Jess asked, not able to understand how Rory said Dean was not dramtic. Not only was Dean King of Stars Hollow, he was a Drama King.
"No!" Rory was genuinley shocked at the idea. "He really isn't dramtic. Or overly sensitive..." Her voice was soft as she protected Dean. She looked at Jess, who was obviously seeing that he wasn't being any help. She just contridicted every thing he said.
"You have to admit that he's possessive of you..." Jess said, beginning to get irritated by how Rory just wouldn't say one bad thing about her boyfriend. Jess found many flaws, but then again, this is Jess, and he hates Dean.
Rory was hesitant on this one. "No..."
"Oh come on! You don't think he's even a little possessive of you?" Rory shook her head. Jess stood up. "I'm going. See you around. And don't start crying again. You two will make up. You always do." He hated that they always made up. And he walked off, Rory smiling at his retreating back.
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Rory went to Dean's house after sitting there on the ground for a little bit longer. She thought about what Jess said to her, and the mind control seemed to wear off. Everything Jess said about Dean was true. But Rory hated admitting it. She hated to think about the bad things about Dean.
Rory knocked on the Forrester front door. Claira answered. "Hi Claira!" Rory exclaimed, smiling down at Dean's little sister. "Hi Rory!" Claira replied. She smiled in her childish way up at the 16-year-old girl who stood at the doorway. "Dean is up in his room. Do you want me to get him?"
"Yes please!" Rory said, smiling. But it quickly faded as she watched nervously as Claira ran up the stairs, shouting her older brother's name. Rory nervously looked aorund the entrance to the Forrester house. She twiddled her thumbs.
A moment later, Dean and Claira came down the stairs. Only Dean came out the door, and Claira went down the hall in the opposite direction. "Hey," Rory said. Though it had been but moments before that she had seen Dean, she felt like it had been ages.
"Hi," was the reply she recieved. He stared stiffly at her as he closed the front door. Rory was nervous, and she wasn't sure why exactly. Maybe it was because now she could admit that he was dramtic, sensitive, and possesive. She looked up into his eyes. "I want to tell you I'm sorry, but I can't. I don't know what I did."
Dean angrily looked around. He let out a deep breath, and looked at his girlfriend. "You didn't do anything. I'm just...annoyed with Jess is all."
"What did he do?" she asked curiously
"Never mind. It isn't important. Come on. Let's go finish our day." Dean gave Rory a small half smile. Rory returned it with a grin, and she grabbed onto Dean's arm and they walked off together, Rory's head leaning against his shoulder.
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Jess had been right-Dean and Rory always made up. Now he watched out the window of Luke's diner. He pretended to be wiping he counter, but really he was just watching them.
Rory and Dean were standing in front of the video store, staring at the poster that was taped onto the large picture window.
"Jess! Go take orders and stop day dreaming!" Came Luke's voice,bringing Jess out of his reverie. Jess grabbed a pad and pencil, and walked moodily around the counter.
"What can I get you?" Jess asked Kirk. Kirk looked up at the 17-year-old, and blinked. "Come on!"
"How do you make yourmashed potatoes?" Kirk asked, looking up from the menu he had in his hands.
"I don't know-how long have you been coing here anyway? Sgouldn't you know?"
"Is your burger ground in the right way? Because I heard if it's ground incorrectly you could get a disease of some sort."
"Kirk," Jess said warningly.
"Just get me a burger with fries..."
"But what if it's ground incorrectly?" Jess taunted.
"Fine! Just get me soup!" Kirk said, flustered.
Jess smirked, and gave the order to Ceaser.
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Rory pulled Dean to Luke's. The sky was pink-ish in color. It was evening now. Rory needed coffee. She pushed open the door, and stood in the doorway. "Come on!" she said, waiting for Dean
"I'll stay out here," Dean said taking one hand out of his pocket and putting it over his mouth. Rory nodded, and ran to the counter, bending low.
Plaster was falling all about her. The diner was a mess,a dn barely anyone was in there. Rory walked up to Jess, just staring.
Without either sayinga thing, Jess pulled out a mug and grabbed the coffee pot, pouring the drink into the large mug. Then he gave it to her, and leaned against the counter, reading again.
"You and Dean make-up?" Jess asked, not bothering to look up from his book.
"Yeah," replied Rory, silently sippingher coffee."Thank you, by the way."
"For what?" Hisvoice was monotone as usual, and his eyes stayed glued on the page.
"For making me realize those things about Dean. I guess I just...didn't wnat to think anything bad about him. I wante dhim to be perfect, I guess."
"You finally admit that he's dramatic?" Jess finally looked up, his smirk in place.
"And possessive, and overly sensitive..." Rory added, staring at her coffee. Jess's smirk widened, but Rory didn't notice. She sipped at her coffee some more. Once she finished, she paid and headed for the door.
"Wait-"Jess said. He walked around the counter,Rory's hand wa son the door handle, ready to pull and go. Jess ahnded her a hard hat.
"Um-thank you," Rory said a little akwardly
"I just figured you'd need it, since you come here so much." Rory nodded, smiling at him. She then opened the door, and went up to Dean. Jess watched them, as discreetly as possible, and when they were out of view, he threwhis book on the counter, and stormedout of the diner.
a/n I know Jess is acting a little ooc. Please review and give me help! I could use advice, ideas, constructive critism, anything. Just please, review!