Doing What's Right on the Wedding Night
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls does not belong to me. Neither does Harvard. Or some of these events or some of the dialogue. That's from 2:04 "The Road Trip to Harvard".
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Chapter 8: Kissy-Kissy
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"How could you two leave me downstairs with them!?" Rory cried. "And all to go play kissy-kissy!? I'm gonna have abandonment issues!"
"We didn't leave to play kissy-kissy," I defended. "We left so I could tell Luke about the rumors our crazy town started. The kissy-kissy was just an added bonus." I smiled at Luke.
"Okay! Could you two not say kissy-kissy anymore?! It's freaking me out!" he said.
"Kissy-kissy," I whispered in his ears. He shot me a death stare.
"You left me hanging," Rory pouted.
"We owe you," I said.
"Big time," she said.
"Well you're out now," I pointed out, "what do you want to do?"
"Kill you," she stated.
"And?"
"I don't know? What do you want to do?"
"I'll tell you the real answer to that question when you're twenty-one." I grinned at Luke suggestively.
"Lorelai!" he cried. Rory groaned.
"Seriously, Mom," she said.
"Bounce tennis balls off of Sammy?" I suggested.
"I said seriously, Mom!"
"I'm not sure. Why don't you look at the map I know you snuck back from Luke?"
"You mean the map that Luke smuggled on to the trip and that Luke has hidden in his room?" she asked, lying unconvincingly.
"No. I mean the one you smuggled and currently have in your pocket," I answered. She sighed.
"Fine." She pulled out a map.
"So what's near?" Luke asked. Rory glanced at the map.
"Um, Concord."
"What is that, like look at grapes?" I asked.
"Manchester."
"Uh, been there, done that," I said.
"When?" Luke asked.
"Well, never. But I feel like I have," I said. Rory sighed and continued.
"Salem."
"Ooh, witches and stonings! There's something there!" I exclaimed.
"Boston, Newton, Needham..." And the perfect idea hit me.
"Oh, go back. Go back!"
"What? Boston? Newton?"
"I know where we're going."
"Where are we going?" Luke asked. I turned to Rory.
"You will love it." Then I turned to Luke. "And you will tolerate it even if you don't like it." He didn't object. Ha ha, I have the power! I started crumpling up the map so it would fit in he bag.
"You're folding it wrong, Lorelai," Luke scolded.
"Yeah, Mom! That's my map!"
"Is it smaller?" I asked.
"Yes," they both said.
"Then it's not wrong. I'll buy a new one when we get there."
"Where are we going," Rory asked.
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"I don't believe it," Rory stated in amazement. I smiled.
"Well believe it, cause there it is," I said.
"Harvard University," Rory said.
"It's really real," I said.
"Yeah," Luke added, "not just those pictures that you show everyone."
"It looks just like them," Rory said.
"Beautiful," I said.
"What are we doing here?" Rory asked.
"We are beholding your future," I answered.
"It's big," Rory stated.
"Very big," Luke agreed.
"You've got a big future, Kid," I said.
"Well are we going in?" Luke asked, starting to walk towards the entrance.
"Yeah. Come on, Ror," I said, following him. Rory just stood there.
"Wait. Come on where?" she asked.
"Inside," Luke said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"We can't go inside," Rory argued.
"Why, is there a force field or something around the place?" I joked.
"This is Harvard," Rory said.
"So?" Luke asked.
"This is Harvard," she repeated.
"We know," I said.
"We can't just go inside. You need a guide," she said.
"Me and Luke will be your guides," I said.
"What do you two know about Harvard?"
"We know this, look there's Harvard," I said.
"It's a university," Luke said.
"Smart people go there," I added.
"There's buildings," Luke continued.
"Mom. Luke," Rory said before I could add that people learn at Harvard.
"Hey don't you want to see it? Huh? The place where you'll be living and studying and developing very naive but pretentious world views that will come crashing down the minute you graduate?" I asked.
"Yeah, I do."
"You know you want to," Luke said.
"All the other kids are doing it," I added.
"Harvard," Rory breathed in amazement. Me and Rory linked arms (Luke refused to link his) and walked through the gates of Harvard.
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Okay, so there's Chapter 8! Luke may have a little OOC, but yeah, my story.
Review! Or I might just have to bring in Chris and have him sweep Lorelai off her feet.
Just kidding, I would never consider doing that heinous act, but please please review!