AN- I know long time since I last updated. I have three reasons. One is writer block. Two is my Uncle died. And 3 is that my mother was nearly destroyed by the loss of her uncle, so yes first update in months. I hope you enjoy. This is sort of short, but I had ideas and I wrote it down.
Disclaimer- I don't own Gilmore Girls. It belongs to Amy Sherman Palladino. Have you guys heard she's leaving? Does the show still belong to her after that? Just wondering.
Something So Simple
Phone Calls
Okay so I'll admit I'm not the best at goodbyes. I found this out when Kyle Boller moved away in first grade, I moaned and groaned, cried, and was overall miserable. So after that experience I had always made lists of things to do, instead of thinking about goodbye, but what was there to do when you were pregnant? I mean really what can you possibly do? It's not like you can run track or go out partying!
My mother is on yet another one of her famous dates. How wonderful! Don't get me wrong, I love my mother to death, but sometimes I think her dating habits are unhealthy. I mean she goes out on a date with a new guy every week. I know this may seem rude, but sometimes I wish she could just stick with one guy for a month at least. I mean is that really too much to ask? Okay mood swing over.
So now I'm home alone with nothing to do. Hmm maybe I could call Lane to hangout. Oh right I'm banned from stepping onto Kim property for three years, because I got myself pregnant. So instead I decide to finish up some homework, as I logged onto AOL, Paris sent me an IM, reading, Help Now. I sighed and called Paris immediately. She picked up, and asked, " Who are you?"
I rolled my eyes, "Such a kind welcome, and after I called on your request…"
She shouted then, "That's how I greet everyone on the phone!"
"Even your boyfriend?" I asked.
"My boyfriend?" She laughed bitterly, "You must be crazy, Gilmore."
"Paris, I am…" I gasped realizing what she just told me, "Oh my god! You broke up with Jamie."
"Correction, Gilmore, he broke up with me." Paris told me bitterly.
"Oh Paris…" I started.
"Shut Up Gilmore, I don't want your sympathy." Paris snapped.
"I'm not trying to pity you" I said, "I just am trying to be a friend."
"You know what Rory! If you were trying to be my friend then you would drop it! I don't need perfect Rory Gilmore, with her perfect clothes, her perfect mother, her perfect boyfriend, and perfect relationship feel pity for me. Because that's all you could possibly feel for me!" Paris shouted.
The words stung me like a bee, "Paris…I'm perfect? I'm so perfect, huh? Being pregnant makes me perfect! Having my boyfriend being thousands of miles away from me is perfect, excuse me Paris, but I am not perfect!"
Paris replied immediately, "But you're attractive, and you're in love, and he loves you back! You are the luckiest and most perfect person I know!"
I was shocked, and quickly whispered, "Look, Paris…"
But she had hung up.
I arrived with a warm welcome from Jimmy and his supposed family. I say supposed because how was I supposed to know who the hell they were?
"Jess!" Jimmy shouted excitedly.
I rolled my eyes, and then sardonically stated, "Jimmy."
"I'm so glad you came!" Jimmy said, and then turned to the two women near him, "This is Sasha, and Lily, Jess. Sasha and Lily, Jess."
Lily, Sasha, and I all said at the exact same moment, "Nice to meet you."
Jimmy then addressed the younger one, "Lily, this is my main man!"
His main man? What the hell?
Jimmy then slapped me on the shoulders and repeated, "I'm glad you're here."
I looked at him, smirked, and then whispered, "All is not forgiven."
And then I walked away…
Quickly after I was done on the phone with Paris, feeling miserable nonetheless, my cell phone rang. I checked the caller ID, unknown caller. I picked up.
"Rory?" The voice asked.
"Jess!" I shouted excitedly.
"How did you know?" He asked.
"I'd know your voice anywhere." I whispered.
I could tell that on the other side of the country there was a boy wearing a smile.
"Oh yeah…?" He asked jokingly.
"Yeah." I told him.
"So aren't you going to ask me what I did on my plane ride?" He questioned.
I laughed and smiled into the phone, "I already know what you did."
He laughed, "How?"
I smirked, although I doubt he would ever know, "I have my ways."
Another boring date, another horrible time awaiting me. What was this guy's name? Jared? Colin? Jerry…? Yes that was it, Jerry.
"So Jerry what do you do?" I asked politely.
"My name is George." He told me.
Shit! The brain was wrong….
I nodded, although embarrassed by my mistake and said, "Oh like Cloony!"
He looked at me with a confused face.
"Just ignore my connections, they're just something that come from Lorelai Victoria Gilmore." I told him
He still looked confused.
Dud date.
"So anyway George, what do you do?" I repeated my earlier question.
"I make pens." He told me happily.
I spit out some of my water, in pure shock, "Sorry, but I don't think I heard you right, you make pens?" I asked.
"Yes that's right, I make pens." George repeated.
I thought it over and then said, "Okay…do you like it?"
George smiled, "It's my passion."
I looked at him, confused at how such a cute looking man could be so strange, "Let me get this straight. Pens are your passion?"
"That's right," He thought and then continued, "I have a pen collection at home. 2555 pens, all of them different. Want to see it?"
I stared blankly and then mumbled to myself, "Score!"
"What?" Pen boy asked.
"Oh I just have to go powder my nose." I said quickly, and made a run for the bathroom.
Who did I call? My daughter couldn't rescue me she was pregnant. So I dialed the only other number I could think of."Hello?" A cool voice answered.
"I need you to rescue me. I'm on a date, and his passion is pens!" I explained to the phone.
And then I waited for my mothers reply….
AN: Do you guys like? Tell me. But don't give a full review saying I hate it! It Sucks! You suck! If you hate it tell me why? Writing Lorelai's date was fun for me, I really like writing her stuff. And that was just a bonus par of the chapter. Did you like it?
