a/n thank you reviewers! Okay, I cannot tell you the answer to the trivia question thingy, because that will give something away! But thank you for participating! Now I hope you enjoy this! Oh, and since I don't know exact words, they won't be in this
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Summary: What if Jess hadn't turned the sprkinkler back on so Dean could save her? Would something have happened?
The answer? Yes- a lot of things would have happened...
Chapter One-
Soaked
Rory ran back to her new neighbors yard, completely wet. Following her was Jess, wanting to help her out.
"Jess! You don't have to do this! You don't need to do this!" Rory said, trying to keep up with her friend, who wa snow walking in front of Rory. They entered the yard, and ducked, trying to cover their heads.
Jess turned the rod and the sprinklers slowly turned off. He too was now soaked through, just like the girl that stood near him was. His usually gelled up hair was now on his face, one lonely littlestrand curled close to the center of his forehead.
"You just need to turn it a little..." he said, acting it out as he said it.
"Oh," Rory said slowly, staring at him. There seemed to be a connection between the two as they just stared at each other, wanting somehting to happen, but holding back.
There was a ringing noise. Rory turned her head and stuck her hand in her wet sweater pocket, disconnecting Jess and herself. She pulled out her pager. "It's Dean." She looked up. "I paged him before to help me..."
Jess nodded, showing he understood. Rorystood there, holding her pager, staring at Jess. Only this time, they didn't connect-Jess didn't look back at her. Eventually, Rory looked down at her pager and wrote in : It's okay. I got it turned off. You don't have to come and soak yourself, too
She stuck it back in her pocket and stared at Jess. "Thank you," she said quietly, and glanced down at her soaked-through feet. Her heart was racing so fast, se thought it would leap right out of her.
"Your welcome," he gave a small nod, acknowledging her. Rory tucked her wet hair behind her ear with his damp hands. Her fingers had already pruned, that was how wet she was. Heruniform was sticking to her.
Once again, their glances crossed, and Rory felt herself being connected to Jess. Somehtign was pulling her to him. She stumbled forward, and was stopped when she heard the voice. It made her fall into Jess.
"Rory! You're okay!" It was Dean. He had come even though Rory had page dhim telling him it was all right. Rory looked around and forced herself to smile at Dean. "Hey!" she said, trying to sound happy. But in truth, she wished he hadn't come. "You came anyway?"
"Yeah. I wanted to see you..."
"Well I'd hug you but I don't want to get you all wet!" She smiled, laughing a little. Jess put his ahnds in his pocket and turned around, bending his head back to look up at the sky.
Dean was all smiles until he spotted Jess. "What's he doing here?" he spat out veneously. "Oh Um...I was storming down the street, looking for someone to help and he found me and um...helped me."
"So that explains why he's all wet, too."
"Yes it does..." Rory began rocking back and forth on her feet uncomfortably. Her hands she held behind her back, and she began looking around. "Look. I'm going to go change into something dry. I'll see you aorund." And without a kiss or anything, Rory walked past Dean and back to her house, exchanging a secret glance with Jess on the way.
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Rory changed into Jeans and a long sleeved blue shirt. Quickly she ran out of the house, her hair still wet and laying limply draped over her shoulders.
The bridge was her destination. She had to thank Jess one more time. And she had to see him. She had this need unlike she had ever had before, and she intended to satisfy it.
Without even realizing she was really moving, she arrived at the bridge. As she expected, there was a figure sitting there, leaned slightly over the water. A smile instantly came over her face and she ran over to him, her feet pounding on the bridge, making echoing noises.
He looked up. Rory forced her smile to shrink, and she calmly said, "Thank you for helping me. My mom would have murdered me if I ruined his yard."
"No problem," he replied nonchalantly. Rory stood there nervously twiddling her fingers. She took a deep breath and sat down, not knowing what to say to him exactly, but knowing what she wished she had the courage to say. She opened her mouth to talk, whenhe spoke instead.
"So, are you gonna give Hemmingway a chance?" he asked suddenly
"What? Why?" Rory asked, obviously flustered.
"Well I did just save your life, didn't I?" He asked somewhat sarcastically
Sighing, she rolle dher eyes. "Fine. I'll give Hemmingway a try."
He gave a half smile. "Good."
