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Finnlover: Thank you. I am nearly blushing at your long-like review. Please keep with this story and always tell me how you feel about where it's going because if I'm losing someone I want to fix the problem. BTW I love writing Dave.

LoVer23: Hmm very good grasshopper. It may be Dean or it may not be. Dean is indeed making an appearance in this story though because I don't think a story is complete without the floppy haired jolly green giant.

Natalie: As long as you keep reading ill try to keep updating!

Molinhas: Ill try to work on those pairings but nothing is set in stone. Mad, Louise and Stephanie are on their way in so don't fret.

Chapter II

In Rory's second class, she sat in the second row right dead center. Normally this placement is perfect but not today. Apparently Paris wasn't so happy about being made tardy that morning, and she sat directly to Rory's left instead of the usually front row seat. Dave sat on Rory's other side, which normally isn't a problem but today it was his mission to get Rory's attention.

"What is Lanes number?" He lip-synced. However at the same time Paris was trying to yell at Rory in a high pitched whisper.

"I am not a late person. I was even premature when I was born and of course my mother blamed me for screwing up her day. Anyways I am not late ever and this morning I go out of my way to find you and talk to you and somehow get roped into becoming a late person, which I am not, a late person that is." Paris spouts off not too loud, but loud enough.

Rory, trying her best, to listen to both Dave and Paris gets caught with the idea in her head that Lanes number is premature. Confusion sets in and when she thinks she can't get any better, she spots Tristan sitting behind her to the far left. He licks his lips, and mouths sweet nothing at her. She turns a very hot pink and feels butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Now Rory's mind is near ready to explode thinking of a big pair of juicy moist lips going by the name of Lane, which is always late for everything. Madeline and Louise catch her eye because they are making out with whatever boys they have adopted that day. She starts to analyze kissing and how people can swap so much saliva and not be ultimately grossed out. She remembers her first French kiss and cringes. He had licked her whole mouth and nose. Rory feeling ill pushed him off of her ran away. She never saw him again. Poor Rob who was into Smiths but unfortunately had absolutely no kissing ability. Her mother would be proud. Rory simply can't take it anymore and raises her hand for the bathroom pass.

Once out in the hallway, she feels herself able to breath again. She tries to get her mind off of kissing, Tristan's lips, Paris freaking out, and Dave. Shoot, Dave wanted Lanes number. Rory writes it on her hand so she can show Dave when she returns to class.

Before she can make it to the restroom, she walks straight into a giant's chest. Okay he's not a giant, but he's the closest thing she's seen in a long time. He smiles in a goofy way, which reminds Rory of Sesame Street. She grins back at him thinking of her loveable childhood favorite. He takes the grin as that she is legitimately excited to have ran into him.

"Hey umm I'm Dean"

"Hi."

"I'm sort of new and have been walking around here looking for room 36B for at least ten minutes now"

"Umm its downstairs, to the left after the picture of last years graduating class, then bear right down the science hallway and past the blue lockers."

"Umm…"

Rory realizes he's not the brightest bulb and proceeds to lead him to the room. She smiles and speaks slowly to him so he can understand. He finds this an attractive quality and springs a wild question at Rory before they part.

"Tonight…can you show me around? I mean I am new, and could use someone with your abilities help."

Rory's ponders what kind of ability she has. This big guy named Dean is making goggly eyes at her and she wants to tell him to stop. Instead she tries to get out of his wannabe date.

"Well tonight, yah, tonight is a weird night, sometimes I watch, and my mom, we do this at night, tonight that is, we watch movies, and I really like movies…"

Before Rory can lie any worse her favorite person appears out of nowhere and says the one thing she wishes she could.

"Would stop making goggly eyes at her!" Jess snarls as if Dean had been making goggly eyes at him.

"Dean, umm this is Jess, Jess this is Dean he's-"

"A giant" Jess retorts. Dean is turning a new shade of red, which is a combination of anger and embarrassment. Rory is staring at Jess thinking about how much of a dickhead he was to her earlier and now he's almost paling around with her. Of course before she think any higher of him he turns to her.

"Do you have any money?"

Rory is so taken back by this she forgets Dean is there and goes on a rant about how she only have five dollars and how she needs it for this evenings bonfire so she can get her usual two coffees and one ice cream. Jess looks bored and proceeds to wait for her to either run out of oxygen and pass out or finish her thought. Dean interrupts rudely, as he always will.

"I thought you had some movie watching extravaganza tonight with your mother"

Rory freezes. She looks to Jess for help but he grins like a Cheshire cat. He motions to her pocket, which contains her five dollars. He knows it is that pocket because since he's shown up she has blocked off any entry. She blinks at him and finally agrees silently. She will give him the cash.

"Rory here, does watch movies with her mother tonight but that is only for the first half of the night. Afterward she goes to the bonfire-" Jess quickly lies for her. Dean goes to obviously invite himself to the bonfire and Jess stops him from talking by continuing quickly.

"And no don't even think about bean pole. Bonfire night is a special night with only certain people. Preferably the rich, young and beautiful. No giants. No oafs. No large teenagers who have the mental capacity of a small insect"

Dean who has fire in his eyes suddenly grabs jess forcibly. He pushes him up against the lockers. Rory is hanging off one of his arms trying to tell him to stop. This action stops by Jess flailing one of his arms into an adjoining locker, which flies open. Dean, Jess, and Rory all freeze and come face to face with a natural redhead. Francie red hair appears wet, and at closer inspection is indeed wet with a deep red. Her head is bleeding, and there is a rope burn around her neck.

Rory can't look. She suddenly cant breath and finds her eyes suddenly shut. The last thing she sees is the giant boys hand grabbing her before she hit the floor.

Dean felt his breakfast start to make its way back up but before he pukes he sees the beautiful goddess Rory begin to fall over. Before she faints he catches her and lowers her safely to the ground.

Jess spends little time feeling actually shocked. He looks away from the body and craves a cigarette. His high is suddenly miles away and this makes him mad. Before he can even say anything he sees Dean catching Rory and lowering her to the ground. Something inside him feels an emotion he hasn't felt in a long time. What it was he didn't know.

Dean yelled for help and soon a teacher came to their aid. It wasn't until later when the three teens were being questioned that it truly hit them what they have seen. Rory looked down at her hand sees faint blue ink showing Lanes number. She'll have to show him some other time.

AN: Am I too cruel to Dean? Please continue to tell me what you think of what is going on with pairings and such in the story.

Also should I change this rating to M, and become much more graphic? I am asking you all as readers what you want. Also please shoot me any ideas about things you want to see in this story.