A LITTLE PLACE CALLED HELL…OR HEVEN
CHAPTER 2
James Dean Wanna Be
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I walked into class, took a seat in the back and waited for my mom's speech. When she walked into class. All the guys started staring at her. It made me incredibly uncomfortable. Sure I knew my mom was younger and pretty, and I was used to guys hitting on her, but not guys MY age.
"Hello class. As you probably all ready figured out, I'm not Mr. Grades. He got a job at Harvard, and I'll be taking over for the rest of the year. My name is Lorelei Gilmore, but please call me Rory. If any of you address me as Miss, Ms. Gilmore, or mam', don't expect any recommendations from me. Call me Rory.
So, I guess it was a perfect week for me to come. I get to talk the whole class period, today about my town, tomorrow about my school, Wed. about my family, Thurs. about my friends, and on Fri. you get to tell me what you thought about me. I love talking, but usually it turns into rambling, It's the Gilmore way. Now let me wow you with my brilliance and my town.
First off, I'm not going to tell you the name of anyone, for embarrassment purposes. Now, let the wowing begin.
I grew up in one of the weirdest towns ever. It was a smaller town. For the first part of my life, it was heaven, and then I turned 16. Let's just say heaven turned into hell. But I would never and still don't want to live somewhere else. Let's call heaven for now. Do you know what really makes a town different? The people in it.
There were SO many people! There was the Town Selectman who thought he ran the town. The Dance studio owner who was also the town gossiper. My neighbors, the cat and gnome couple. The town troubadour. The person who ran the book store. The town loser, he was in his 30's, but still acted like he was 5. The town religious freak, also one of my best friend's mom. The town rock group, which said best friend was in. The town's perfect boy, my first boyfriend, which reminds me, don't date someone perfect, you'll get bored WAY too easily. The grumpy town diner owner, he was like a dad to me. The James Dean wanna be, the grumpy diner owner's nephew and my second boyfriend, I left perfect boy for him, I had way more fun with him. The funny, crazy, sarcastic, pretty, interesting girl who made the town seem like heaven, my mom. And finally, the town Princess, note the face I'm making, me.
The town was finally normal, every body had down there own routine. That's when James Dean Wanna Be moved to town. Apparently he was getting into some trouble in New York and his mom couldn't handle it, so he came to live with his uncle. He turned the town upside down. Ha ha, I rhymed. So any way, he stole my neighbor's gnome, made a fake murder, and got the whole town against him, and yet still got me to like him, and my boyfriend to break up with me because he knew I didn't love him any more, I liked James Dean Wanna Be.
So any way that was my town…um you guys can talk for the rest of class, if you need any thing walk up and talk to me." My mom said, I don't think she took more than 3 breaths. After several guys flirted with her, I walked up to her desk.
"Hey mom." I said so that only she could hear.
"Hey sweets. What's up?" she asked.
"Umm…Two things. One, Luke has a nephew? You dated him? And how come you never mentoined him. That counts as one.
She smiled and leaned back in her desk, "Yes. Yes. Grams doesn't like talking about him, she's never liked him and because sometimes it's too painful to talk about. So, what's number two?"
I sighed; knowing that was the best answer I was getting. "This I'm a little confused about, but my Reading teacher told me, and I quote, "Tell Rory, Jess says hi." I don't get it, but maybe you do mom? Mom you're turning white!" I said.
She snapped back into reality, "What? Who's your teacher? That's a stupid question. He has dark hair, brown eyes? He is Jess Marino? Jess is a teacher? Wow!" I just stared at her really confused she was about to explain but the bell rang. She just looked relived and whispered, "Bye Lory."
I had absolutely NO idea what was going on, but I planned to find out.