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6. Can't stop thinking about you…

"Wow! I can't believe this Rory. What does this mean? Do you still have any feelings for him?" asked Paris

We were in our hotel room eating tons of food we ordered through room service. Jamie dropped us off right after the incident at the mall. He and Paris had plans for tonight, which meant another night of loneliness but at least this time, I could reflect on the problems that came upon me like a huge brain teasing calculus problem.

"I don't know Paris." I said as I munched on some potato chips. "I mean, I just began to forget about Jess, and suddenly, out of pure coincidence, he comes back into my life again."

"I don't know about you Rory, but I think this is meant to be. I mean there must be some reason you two had to meet each other again. What are the odds of meeting your ex-lover in New York after a year of separation?"

"I don't know." I sighed. I could still feel Jess's warm breath on my shoulder as he said those last words to me. And for once, in a long time, I trusted him and what he said.

Two hours later, Jamie came by to our hotel room to pick up Paris. He looked like a gentleman wearing a black suit with a navy blue shirt and matching tie inside. Paris was wearing a long spaghetti strap dress with a black camisole on top.

"Hey Rory. How're you feeling?" asked Jamie.

"Just fine, thanks."

"You forgot your…erm ... book in my car. Here you are." Jamie handed me the book with extreme care, as if it were going to fall apart any minutes.

"Thanks Jamie." I said trying to show no emotion. I glanced at the book again. On it was a picture of a young man writing in his notebook. Behind him is some sort of shadow of a young woman with long hair wearing a pleated skirt. I swirled my fingers around the words that spelt "Jess Mariano". Almost about to start crying, I placed the book on the night table.

"Are you going to be okay Rory?" asked Paris.

"I'll be fine Paris. Go along and have a great time guys. See you later Jamie."

"Bye Rory, call us if you need anything," said Jamie.

The door shut with a quietbang. I lied down on my bed for a few moments. I need advice I thought to myself.

I got off the bed and picked up my cell-phone from my purse. I dialed the number I wanted to call. Ring ring. The answering machine picked up. On the recording was the voice I had known all my life. "Hello? Hello? Just playing with you. You have reached the Gilmore house. If you think you are important or if you are Luke and not my mother, please leave a message. I will gladly pick the message up! Chow!". Click! I hung up.

I flung myself onto the bed again and took the book that was laid on top of the night table beside me. "Eternity lasts Forever". Right as I opened the book, a small slip of paper fell out. On it was a message. It said:

Dear Rory,

If you ever need to contact me for anything, anything at all, call this number –

(201) 234-8166. You can reach me at anytime of the day.

Love,

Jess Mariano

Tear drops from my eyes dropped on the slip of paper. I quickly wiped my eyes and picked up my cell-phone again. I carefully dialed the number on the slip.A few seconds later, someone picked up.

"Hello?" said a familiar voice.

"Hey Jess. It's me Rory."

"Rory. Hey…I thought I'd hear from you soon."