Part 37: Of Dresses and Plans
"Oh, before I forget." Rory said taking her last bite of the pizza and wiping her hands on the napkin. She reached into her purse and pulled out the white envelope and handed it to Jess. He wiped his own hands before taking it.
"Fancy." He said noting the calligraphy used for his name. "Is this what I think it is?"
"I snuck one by my grandmother the other week when they were being made up. I just... you should be there, Jess."
He smirked as he tore open the seal and took out the beige invitation with a rose on the right side, elegant yet simple.
"Lorelai Victoria Gilmore the Second and Christopher Hayden and Mr. and Mrs. Huntzberger invite you to share in the ceremony uniting their children Lorelai Leigh Gilmore The Third and Logan Elias Huntzberger...", he read. He turned to Rory who was looking down at her plate. "Whoopee?"
Rory looked up and gave a smile and a shrug. "Sure, why not."
Jess smirked and looked back down to continue reading "On Saturday, November Fifth Two Thousand Five... That's this coming Saturday. That's in a week."
"Yeah."
"Wow."
"Yeah."
He looked back down at the invitation and continued reading. "At one o'clock in the afternoon, at St Paul's Church. Hartford, Connecticut... a church?"
"My grandmother and future mother-in-law did all the planning."
"Have you ever been to church? Have you even been baptized?"
Rory shrugged. "I have no idea."
Jess sighed and put the invitation back in the envelope, pulling out another little card with the same design. "Reception immediately following ceremony at The Windsor Club... fancy place."
"I'm rich, Jess, everything I do now is fancy." She said a bit bitterly. Then she smiled at him pushing the thoughts out of her head before he had a chance to respond. "Tristan will be there."
"Okay, that's it, we're leaving." Jess said putting down bills on the table and getting up.
"Come on, Jess, it was a joke!" Rory laughed gathering her own things and following him out. She noticed the group gathered by the limo and smiled at them as she grabbed Jess's arm to stop him. "A joke."
"They're getting old."
"Not to me." Rory laughed.
"Will you never let us live it down!" Jess asked frustrated.
"Let me think about that... No." She turned to her friends. "You guys going?"
"Yeah, it's almost two. By the time we get to New Haven and then get ready..." Lorelai said.
"It'll be six." Rory finished with a nod.
"Finn and Colin are coming with us." Steph said pointing to the boys who were already in the limo. "And Logan's taking the SUV home."
"I have a few things to do here, might as well do them now." Logan explained with a shrug.
Rory bit her lip and turned to Jess, then back to Logan, "Well, do you want to pick me up at Jess's when you're done with your things?"
"I never invited you back to my place." Jess accused. "And after that last gay joke..."
"Joke being the key word," Rory muttered.
"I don't think I want to be around you right now." Jess said looking away from her. The group looked at them in amusement.
"Jess," Rory said a hint of teasing in her voice
"What?"
"My dress is still at your place." Rory said. "Either way I have to go back."
"I hate you."
"You love me, you said so in your book." Before he could retort, she turned back to Logan. "So?"
"I'll pick you up, just give me the address." Rory nodded. She wrote it down and gave it to him.
"Here, babe, you left these at the table," Lorelai said giving her the book and earrings.
"Thanks, mom."
"You guys, we have to get going if we're going to make it on time!" Colin shouted from inside, making all the girls roll their eyes and climb in after saying good bye to Rory.
"I'll see you at the party, babe." Lorelai said kissing her cheek.
"Yeah, see you then."
"Bye Jess."
"See ya, Lorelai." Jess said with a smile as she climbed in and closed the door. Logan, Rory and Jess watched the limo pull away and into traffic. Logan turned back to Rory.
"An hour, okay? It'll give me enough time to do what I need to do and you guys enough time to hang."
"That's fine." Rory said. "What are you doing?"
"That, Ace, is confidential." He smirked.
"Hiding things from me already. This marriage will never last,." Rory said teasingly smiling at him.
"We'll be divorced in a month." He replied dryly. He took out his keys and looked at her. "An hour."
"An hour." She repeated
"See you then." He waved at them before crossing the street and getting in his car.
"So to your place?" Rory asked looking at Jess.
"Apparently." Jess sighed leading her to his own car.
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Logan pulled out of his parking space and made his way through the busy streets of New York, noticing Rory getting into Jess's car, laughing about something while he glared.
Rory hadn't really talked about her ex-boyfriends. When Dean had broken up with her, all she had said was that that break up had hurt the most because he blamed her for things that weren't all her fault. He had an idea of what it was about, but wouldn't say anything until Rory told him herself.
She had told him a little about Jess, but the most he knew was that he was her ex-boyfriend from her senior year of high school, he was best friends with Tristan, and that he still... kind of loved her. As a step cousin or a woman, he didn't know. But he knew that they were close.
He parked in front of a brick building and shut off his car. Getting out he made sure his wallet was in his back pocket, before locking the car, pocketing his keys and entering the building.
He knew he told Rory that he would tell his parents about their plans for the honeymoon, but really he wanted to take care of this personally. His parents had enough control over this marriage and even Rory got some say in things. This... this he wanted to plan.
"Can I help you?" A woman's voice said. He looked over and smiled at the fifty-year-old blonde.
"Mrs. Truman?"
"Yes."
"I'm Logan Huntzberger. I talked to you on the phone."
The woman smiled back and nodded. "Of course, about the honeymoon."
"Yeah."
"What a man such as yourself wants a travel agent for I have no idea."
"I wanted to keep this just between me and you. If I went through my father and mother, well, the word would leak to my fiancée, and it would be a travesty. It's hard enough to surprise her." He said, wanting to try and keep this meeting among as few people as possible. If he laid on the charm just enough, then it would happen.
"Of course. Please, come into my office." He followed Mrs. Truman into the small office and sat down in the seat across from her small desk. It was a private, unknown realtors' office. Once the honeymoon was over, the fact that he and Rory had used it would be all over the papers and this small office wouldn't be as small anymore.
"So what exactly are you planning, Mr. Huntzberger?"
"Logan please."
"Logan."
"Well, we were going to Rome first to visit my grandfather. We'll be staying at his estate for a few days. After that, Venice."
"And what do you need from me?"
Logan smirked and leaned in.
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"So," Rory said her head lying in Jess's lap. They had gone back to his apartment and turned on the TV, getting enthralled in the Golden Girls marathon. Her hand was currently reaching for the popcorn that was in a bowl on the floor.
"Shh... This is the one where Rose has that dream and Blanche sings likes she's Marilyn Monroe for the communists of Moscow." He said reaching into the popcorn. Rory looked up at him and laughed.
"It's sad that you know all this."
"Shhh." He repeated, causing Rory to roll her eyes and turn her attention back to the TV. They stayed like that, reaching for popcorn, Jess sitting on the couch, her head lying on his lap and watching Golden Girls. They heard someone knock and Jess and Rory groaned, not wanting to get up from their comfortable positions.
"It's open." Jess shouted after a few more knocks.
"You know, for you being a New Yorker and having a million locks on your door, does it not in the least concern you that you leave your door unlocked and potentially let in an ax murderer?"
Jess looked down at Rory and shrugged. "No, not really."
"Sad, sad little man." Rory said. "You know what you need?"
"Rory, don't say it." Jess warned.
Rory smiled and bit her lip turning to the door which was open and Logan was standing there.
"Hey Logan."
"Hey Ace. Ready to go?"
"Not really, we're watching Golden Girls."
"Ace, we've got to go. You know, we have that party that announces the fact that you will be inheriting a lot of money."
She sighed and sat up, combing back her hair and getting off the couch. She slipped on her shoes. "Let me just go get my dress." Rory said walking to Jess's room where they had hung it up.
"I don't love her like that." Jess said suddenly causing Logan to turn and look at him.
"What?"
Jess sighed and got up from the couch, grabbing the bowl of popcorn and going to the kitchen, gesturing for Logan to follow him. Logan did so reluctantly.
They both knew that Rory would take as long as possible in order to delay her leave back to New Haven and Hartford. Jess sighed again before leaning on the counter and answering Logan. "I know you guys read the dedication in the book."
"Yeah?"
"Rory, Tristan, Lorelai and Luke are probably the only ones that know what I mean by Rory owning my heart. It's not..." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair before continuing. "When we were in high school, Rory and I dated for about a year. We sort of jumped into a relationship, five minutes after she broke up with bag boy."
"You and Tristan don't like him, do you?" Logan asked amused
"Nothing to like." Jess replied with a shrug.
Logan nodded. "Right, go on."
"We went fast... no... we didn't..."
"I know, she told me." Logan smirked, giving Jess an out.
"Right, but the relationship itself was... It's hard to explain what me and Rory had. It's... special. No matter what kind of relationship you have with Rory, or Lorelai for that matter. They always stick."
Logan nodded in agreement. He had a feeling that if they had met under different circumstances, it would be hard to get the particular girl out of his head. Let it be as a friend or a... casual girlfriend. He knew it would be impossible.
"When I left, I left without a word, to Luke or to Rory, and I know it hurt her. She told me that when she first found out me and Tristan were friends and we were forced to spend the weekend together. But somehow we found ourselves becoming friends again. Not close, we were never close in the sense that we told each other everything. But... close enough. It wasn't until these past years that we've gotten closer."
"What does this have anything to do with me?" Logan asked, not seeing the point.
"I just want to let you know that my love for Rory is totally... friend and cousin like. That dedication in the book is true, I loved her as a girlfriend and I left her. And to this day she owns my heart."
"Okay."
"In the platonic sense. Same with Tristan. We've all known each other for years. And it's hard to get rid of Rory, no matter how hard we try to shake her off." Jess said the last part loud enough for her to hear. He smiled when he heard her walk down the hall.
"I heard that!" Rory yelled.
"Get out of my house." He said pointing to the door.
"Why, expecting company?" She teased.
"Seriously, get out."
"Oh come on, Jess, when are you just going to admit it!"
"I don't love Tristan. For god's sake, Rory, let it go! It was once."
"You're gay?" Logan asked, causing Rory to laugh and Jess to sigh.
"No, I'm not. Rory just won't let go that once, during a very drunken night of Truth or Dare that she initiated, mind you, we kissed."
Rory laughed. "You two weren't that drunk and all I said was five seconds. You two went way longer than that."
"Tristan timed it. Damn it, Rory!"
"You initiated a game of Truth or Dare?" Logan asked.
Rory nodded. "They just needed a push." Rory teased sticking out her tongue as Jess pushed her out the door.
"You're not welcome here anymore."
"I have to get going anyway," Rory said with a shrug. Logan smirked as he followed her out. They were out the door and Jess was about to close it when Rory called him making both stop.
"Jess?" She asked in a quiet voice.
"Yeah?"
"Are you going to come?"
Jess sighed and opened the door looking at Logan, then at her. "I'll check my work schedule. If I'm free, I'll call you."
"Chicken or beef?" She asked with a smile.
"I'll let you know in the phone call." He said with a smile of his own. She went over to him and hugged him. He hugged her back, who couldn't?
"Thank you so much, Jess."
"For what?"
Rory sighed and pulled back pecking his cheek. "For putting up with me, for everything."
"You're welcome."
"You know I'm only kidding, right?"
Jess nodded. "Yeah."
"Bye Jess."
"I'll talk to you later, Rory." He walked back in, she waved and he closed the door. Rory turned to face Logan.
"Ready?" He asked.
She nodded. "Yeah."
He held out his hand and she took it, letting him lead her down the stairs and to the parking garage where his car was. He opened the car door, helped her get in and closed it before going over to the driver's side and getting in himself. He turned on the car and noticed Rory was looking at her cell phone.
"Who are you calling?" Logan asked. She held up a hand and put the phone up to her ear. "We're not even married yet and she's already ignoring me." He muttered pulling out of the parking garage. She rolled her eyes while listening to the ringing phone.
"Hello?" She heard a voice say.
"Hey." She responded
"Oh, so you are alive?" he asked. She could see the smirk forming.
"I've been busy." She reasoned.
"Likely excuse."
"Tristan!"
"What have you been so busy with that you can't call back to have lunch with one of your best friends?"
"This thing called a wedding."
"I highly doubt that you'd busy yourself with something that is potentially ruining your life."
"Well, I have. I just got my dress from New York and other stuff, so shut up. At least I called."
"Yeah, yeah. Why did you all of a sudden remember my precious self?"
"Jess told me you were worried. I must say that is awfully sweet."
"Well, I called you weeks ago to have lunch and you never called back."
"I know, Jess told me. And I remembered, I was in LA. I'm sorry," she sighed, she really did feel bad about not calling Tristan. He worried a lot about her, being like a little sister to him now.
"What the hell were you in LA for?"
"Shopping spree." She said, noticing the amused smirk on Logan's' face.
"Right, you're a girl."
"Thanks for the earrings by the way, they were perfect." She said fingering the small box on her lap.
"Well, you deserve a set of pearls if you're marrying rich. Black is the only way to go."
"Gay side!"
"I'm not gay!" He yelled causing Rory to bite her lip.
"Of course you aren't" She patronized, causing him to growl.
"I'm hanging up now."
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding! Thank you, they were beautiful."
"I knew you'd love my present."
"No, I loved Jess's present, I liked yours."
"You're heartless."
"I know." They let a comfortable silence start over the phone. She turned and looked out the windows at the passing shops. "I have to go."
"Right."
"I just wanted to call and let you know that I'm alive and well and there's nothing to be worried about." Her eyes widened at one of the shops and she hit Logan's arm for him to stop.
"Ow! What?" He asked looking at her and putting on his brakes.
"Pull over."
"We're going to be late."
"I don't care, pull over."
"You'll explain to Emily Gilmore why we're late?" Logan asked.
"Yes, just pull over."
"Rory?" Tristan asked over the phone.
"I'll call you back." Rory said absentmindedly as she got out of the car before Logan had even turned it off.
"Rory!" Tristan yelled. Rory didn't listen as she snapped her phone shut and walked into the store causing Logan to groan, turn off the car and follow her locking the car behind him. He walked into the store and saw her by the window looking at the dress in the window.
"You are aware you already have a wedding dress?" He said as he watched her fingering the material.
"I know. It's in the back seat of your car all ready for Saturday." Rory responded looking around the store for an employee.
"I'm sorry, can I help you?" She turned around and smiled at the man in a suit standing next to her.
"Yeah..." Rory trailed off wanting a name.
"Tony."
Yes, Tony. Well, you see I've been looking for bridesmaid dresses and I like this." She said pointing to the dress.
"That's a wedding dress, bridesmaid dresses are in the back." Tony said.
"No, I know," Rory said looking back at the dress, "but I like... it's hard to explain. I like this style for a bridesmaid dress."
"Well, when is the wedding?"
"Ace." Logan warned looking at his watch.
"Trust me, Logan, if it's for this wedding, Emily Gilmore won't care," she said, then turned back to Tony. "Saturday."
"And how many bridesmaids do you have?"
Rory counted on her fingers, then shrugged. "Haven't decided yet."
"Right, well…"
Logan cut off the man with a sigh. "Look, we have a party to go to, can we just take the dress?" Rory turned to him with wide eyes.
"I just like the style, Logan, I don't want the dress itself."
Tony shook his head. "There's a lot of paper work involved, could take a few minutes."
Logan sighed and took out his wallet, letting the man get a glimpse of the inside before pulling out the Black Card. "Just charge it, I'll give you my number and I can fill out the forms later."
The man hesitated looking at the dress, then back at the card before taking it and walking to the register.
Logan looked at his watch. "It's already three forty, by the time we get back to New Haven it'll be five. We'll have an hour, making it just in time for the party."
"I didn't want the dress." Rory said crossing her arms over her chest.
"Obviously you did or you wouldn't have broken my arm trying to get me to pull over."
"Mr. Huntzberger, we need you signature." Tony said interrupting them. Logan nodded and walked over to the register and a lady came up, took the dress off the mannequin and carefully hung it up on a hanger zipping it up in a garment bag. The women handed it to Rory and smiled. Rory smiled back and walked to the register just as Logan finished signing his name.
"Thank you." Logan said putting his Black Card away and pocketing his wallet.
"It was no problem."
"I'll be back in New York on Wednesday, just give me a call and I'll be sure to come by and fill out those papers."
"I will make sure to do that." Tony said.
"Thank you." Rory smiled as she walked out the door Logan held open for her. They walked back to the car. He opened her door, she got in and he closed it again before going over to his side and getting in.
"No more stops."
"No promises." Rory teased putting the dress in the back.
"Rory!"
"I promise… Thank you by the way."
"For what?" Logan asked distractedly as he checked to make sure no cars were coming before pulling onto the street and making his way to the freeway.
"For buying the dress. You really didn't need to."
"It's fine, don't worry about it. Hey?"
"Yeah?"
"What did you mean you didn't know how many bridesmaids you have? Shouldn't that have been finalized weeks ago? At that meeting?"
"I told Grandma that Mom was going to be my maid of honor, remind me to ask her today." Logan nodded as he switched lanes and got on the freeway. "But I can't decide on bridesmaids."
"Who do you have in mind?"
"Lane and Paris. It's Steph and Evie I can't decide about."
"What about them?"
"I can't figure out if I just want Paris and Lane seeing as I've known them longer, or if I want Paris and Lane along with Steph and Evie seeing as they're my new friends, and... I'd feel bad about leaving them out."
"Do whatever you want, Ace. Trust me, if you choose Evie and Steph to be bridesmaids, they'll be ecstatic, and if you don't, they'll understand. This wedding might not be our choice, but you should still be comfortable with things. And if you feel comfortable with them by your side, then do it."
"Thanks, Logan."
"No problem." They rode the rest of the way back to Yale in silence. He parked near her building and helped her with the garment bags, her carrying her wedding dress and him carry the 'bridesmaid' dress. She opened her dorm room and grabbed the dress from Logan.
"It's almost five. I'll pick you up in an hour?"
"Um... Yeah, I think that'll be fine."
"We'll be half an hour late."
"I'll tell my grandmother it's my fault."
"It is your fault." Logan smirked. Rory glared at him.
"An hour."
"See you then, Ace." He said walking back down the hall. Rory walked into the common room and noticed Paris was getting ready.
"Hey Paris."
"Hey, you better start getting ready."
"I know."
"Oh, someone delivered a package for you, it's on your bed."
"Thanks."
"You have a ride to get to the party?"
"Logan, you?"
"Doyle."
"Nice, I'm going to go get ready."
"You do that." Paris said distracted applying eyeliner. Rory nodded and went to her room hanging up the dresses on a little hook in her closet and spotting the white box wrapped in a red ribbon on her bed. She walked over to her bed and grabbed the white paper sticking out of the ribbon and sighed in frustration
Rory,
Wear this to the party tonight, it'll match your eyes.
Your grandmother
She shook her head, unwrapped the box and opened it taking out the dress. She had to admit it was a pretty dress. She sighed, put it back in the box carefully and grabbed her towel to take a shower.
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"Don't we look dashing." Finn commented as he fixed his bow tie in his reflection on the toaster.
"Notice how he's not even looking at us, but at himself." Colin said dryly, grabbing his signature top hat. Logan rolled his eyes as he put on his tux jacket.
"Finn's right, we do look good."
"Dashing, mate, dashing." Finn said straitening up. "So what do we think of the Jess guy?"
"This Jess guy?'" Logan asked with a raised eyebrow, adjusting his own bow tie.
"Yes, Rory's ex?" Colin asked. "What do we think of him?"
"As far as I'm concerned, seeing as I'm her future husband, I should be the only one concerned about him." Logan said running a hand through his hair and turning to the guys.
"And?" Finn prompted.
"And I'm not at all concerned. I've talked to Jess and he's a nice guy. He's a close friend of Rory's. Even if I didn't like him, asking her not to see him again is like her asking me not to see you two. Plus she wouldn't listen to me anyway, so there's no point."
"So you like him?" Colin asked.
"He's an okay guy. I talked to him for a few minutes. I don't know him well enough, but he's her friend. And I know that he's going to be a part of her life no matter what. Nothing I can do about it. We ready?"
"Yeah, let's go." Colin said putting on his tux jacket and handing Finn his. They walked out of the door going their separate ways to pick up their dates. Or in Logan's case, his fiancée. He got to her room just as Paris walked out on Doyle's arm.
"We're leaving, Rory."
"Yeah, Paris, I heard you the first twenty times!"
"Your fiancé's here." Paris yelled.
"I'm almost ready!" Rory yelled back.
"Apparently she's almost ready." Paris said with a roll of her eyes.
"See you there, Paris, Doyle."
"See you, Huntzberger." Doyle said as he led Paris to his car.
Logan walked into the dorm and saw a blur of blue and green pass by Rory's room. He blinked and walked in. "Ace?"
"I'm almost ready," she said. She was sitting on her bed putting on silver heels. "I couldn't find the earrings Tristan gave me and I wanted to wear them. But then I remembered I had this necklace," she said pointing to the diamond necklace on her neck. "My grandma got it for me on my seventeenth birthday and I've never worn it. It seemed perfect for this dress... Logan?" She said looking up at him as she stood up. She cocked her head to the side as he continued to stare at her. "You all right?"
"You look stunning, Gilmore."
"You don't look half bad yourself." Rory said with a smile
Her dress was a pale green and if she turned to the side it turned a blue, perfect for bringing out her eyes. It was a thin strapped dress that cut low only covering what needed to be covered on the top, a beaded under design gave the dress the formal, yet simple look that was needed for the party tonight.
She had blue eye shadow covering the lids of her eyes, quietly traced with a green to match the dress and a clear lip gloss covering her lips.
She wore a plain necklace with a diamond drop in the center which gave the dress just enough of accessory, and her silver heels gave her height.
"Thanks, let's get going."
She nodded and grabbed her light blue purse and wrap and let him lead her out. She grabbed her keys quickly and locked her door letting him guide her to his car. She was surprised when he led her away from the parking lot and towards another.
"Your car's the other way."
"We're not taking my car." Logan said with a smirk.
"Why not?"
"Because, everyone won't fit."
"Everyone?" She asked. He pointed to the limo that was waiting. A man opened the door for them and Logan nodded his thanks.
"Thanks, Frank."
"No problem, Mr. Huntzberger." Frank said. He got in the limo and held out a hand for Rory who looked at Frank before taking Logan's hand and letting him drag her in. The minute she got in, the boys whistled and catcalled making her blush.
"Don't be embarrassed," Steph said. "They did it to us when we got in."
"They do it every time we get in a limo." Evie said with a roll of her eyes as she snuggled closer to Finn. Rory shook her head, but laughed. Colin grabbed the champagne bottle and handed out the glasses to everyone, filling them up.
"A toast." He said holding up his glass. "To the newest member of not only our little group, but the heir and heiress world. Lorelai Leigh Gilmore."
"Here! Here!" They all shouted clinking glasses and taking a drink. Rory looked down at her own not taking a drink.
"You're twenty-one now, love, you can take a drink." Finn said.
"Yeah, I know." She said taking a breath and exhaling it slowly. "It's just sort of sinking in that I'm going to be worth a lot of money."
"You were always worth a lot of money, Rory, they're just making it official." Colin said taking a drink. Rory nodded and took a sip of her drink.
"Official."
They spent their half hour drive, drinking the champagne and trying to keep the conversation light, before reaching the Gilmore driveway. Rory felt the limo stop and the door opened. The guys stepped out and helped their respective partners out, before leading the girls to the door.
"Do we really have to go in there?" Rory asked with a whine.
"I think we do, Ace."
"Fine, someone ring the doorbell."
None of them moved.
"I'm not doing it." Steph said.
"Finn's closer." Rory accused.
"It's your party." Finn accused back.
Logan rolled his eyes before pushing the doorbell himself. The door immediately swung open to reveal a very unhappy Emily Gilmore.
"Where have you been?" she asked Rory and Logan.
"It's my fault, Grandma, I..."
"I don't care whose fault it is, you've been keeping your guests waiting for the past hour."
"My guests?" Rory said pointing to herself.
"Don't fight it, Ace, just go with it." Logan whispered pushing her in. The maid took their coats, wraps and purses as Emily walked into the living room, expecting them to follow. They reluctantly did so.
"Look, here's the plan." Logan said as they all huddled together. "We mingle, they announce that Rory's their heir, she says her thanks, we mingle more and we're out of here."
"How do we got out of here, Logan? We're surrounded by parents who expect us to stay the whole time." Colin said pointing to the party outside of thier huddle.
"Okay, I've got it! Evie goes into labor, Colin calls the doctor, Steph gets the limo to pull round, Logan and Rory hop in the limo as it comes around back and me, being the proud father, must go with my darling Evie to see the birth of my child, and Steph and Colin have to go because they're our friends, and bada bing bada boom we're out of here." Finn said smiling like a child proud of a drawing hanging on the refrigerator.
"There's only one problem with that plan, Finn," Evie said.
"What, there is no flaw!"
"It's just a minuscule one, itty bitty tiny one." Evie said.
"Oh, well, what is it?"
"I'm not pregnant, idiot!" She said slapping the back of his head.
"Oh, that. Well, that can easily be arranged." He said with a smirk, earning him another slap, not only from Evie, but from Steph and Rory as well.
"All right, well, let's hear your bright ideas." Finn said, rubbing the back of his head.
Rory sighed. "You guys go, I'll stick it out, I really don't care."
"You came with us though, Rory, you should leave with us." Logan said.
"We'll just have to form a sub party." Evie said with a shrug.
"No, it won't work, nowhere to have it." Rory said.
"What about the pool house?" Logan asked. "We had one there last year."
"They're getting it remodeled. Nothing in there now but a couple of paint cans, rollers and canvas. Don't worry about it. I'm going to go find my mom." Rory said patting Logan's arm and walking away from the group.
"You guys find a way to get out as early as possible." Logan ordered following Rory.
They all nodded and put their heads together to come up with a plan.
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AN: 18 Pages. Longest chapter yet I think! I'm proud! Thank you guys so much for your reviews. 1012, I never expected to get that many! Thank you guys sooooo much! You have no idea what your reviews mean to me!
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JAJS:
I'm very flattered by your purposel lol. But I'm but a lowely 16 year old. I'm not ready to get married...let only have your children! Sorry! But I'm glad you enjoy my story!
Kassandra
Anyways, lol, the party will be the next chapter. The dress Rory is wearing is going to be on my blog. Also with the 'bridesmaid's dress. It really is a wedding dress. but I liked the form for a bridesmaid dress. You'll see what I'm going to do. Anyway!
Please review! And keep on reading.
Kassandra