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Hollowgirl: I must agree. I heart Lit. Ill try to keep up the 'good work' as well! Thanks for thinking highly of my horrible story.

Leopardgirl: I wont change the rating but I may start another story soonish with a higher rating. I want to write my own age and unbeknownence to you all I am not a ten year old girl who just likes to type the word 'fuck'. Hah… though my maturity level needs work.

Love: My loyal fave. Read my reply to leopardgirl. Would w/ possible adult themes offend or intrigue you? Also, ill never stop wrting my insanity, don't you worry.

AbFab+being britsh, -Being Dean, -Liking Dean+Dean being Dumb.

Nemo: If someone likes Dean there is something completely wrong hah.

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Chapter X The Prettiest Princess

This motley crew of teenagers found the night seemed to be taking them nowhere. Logan sat on the living room floor attempting to repair the coffee table he broke when he was chasing the villain of the group, Jess. Tristan sat and told Logan what a piss poor job he was doing. Lane and Dave actually spoke and had a musically intellectual conversation. Paris asked to borrow some of Rory's clothes because she realized black was not her color and she was suddenly incredibly self-conscience. Jess let himself roam the kitchen in search of food he would never find.

When the group finally got back together as a whole they tried to find something to do. The television was fuzzy and unwatchable because of the storm. The DVD player, which was named Shelia, had taken some of the damage from when Logan tackled the coffee table and was therefore busted.

Board games seemed to be the most intelligent solution, even though a few opposed it. Then of course Jess seemed to be opposed to everything.

Monopoly was the first choice. Paris poked Jess in the eye when he tried to be the thimble because she said, "Thimble is my lucky piece! Miscreant!"

As it turns on monopoly wouldn't work either thought because 3 more of the pieces were missing, and half the money. Rory seems to recall her mother because exceedingly broke one morning and raiding the game hoping to use the fake money at a breakfast place on her way to work.

The next game up was Pretty Pretty Princess. This game started on quite silly considering Logan was overly interested in winning. His pride really must have strung in the end thought because Tristan beat everyone three times in a row. He would grin slyly, as he clipped the last of his fake jewelry on. Sometimes he was pompous enough to make comments such as:

"Paris would you help me with my earrings? They are just too extravagant for a lady like myself to put on"

Or

"Logan, would you hand me that necklace, considering I just won."

Or

"Mary, can I get my congratulatory kiss considering I am the prettiest princess?"

Logan finally punched the game board, creating a rip in the center.

"Nice shot, Huntzberger" Jess said smirking.

"You broke the game," Lane complained

"My mother is so going to kill you" Rory laughed.

"He just got angry because I wont the little fairy game and he didn't" Tristan said matter of factly.

Logan turned an interesting color of red and proceeded to rip the fake earrings off of Tristan. Rory took this as a sign that they could now play another game. It was one of her favorites. Dream Phone.

This game went by without any major damage. Tristan lost his lucky streak, Logan seemed to calm down, and Jess actually played. Unfortunately, Jess was just "so surprised" that Randy, the less then appealing cartoonish figure who hung out at the pizza parlor who enjoyed skate boarding and reading "Really liked him", he slammed the phone down on the floor. Of course the phone stopped talking after that and they could not play again.

Tristan suddenly got the most ingenious plan.

"Enough of these child's games, how about a nice practical version of Truth or Dare?"

"Exactly" Logan agreed.

"How is that less of a child's game?" Dave asked only to be punched in shoulder by Logan.

Apparently no one else wanted to be punched so they began a pretty tame game of truth or dare. Logan had to act like a duck whenever anyone said his Logan. Jess asked Rory what her deepest darkest fantasy was, and Rory not understanding his mature meaning rambled on and on about something having to do with her mother telling her the oven burners were the devils hands. Tristan had to call 14 different females in the town and tell them he was the prettiest princess. Dave had to try on some of Rory's smaller shirts, which surprisingly looked great on him. Paris was dared to switch clothes with Tristan in the closet; everything went smooth until they heard a slap and a "Perv!" After the game turned violent Tristan seemed to tire from it. He looked around the living room for something to do and of course had another ingenious idea.

"We can play spin the bottle."

"How'd you get that idea?" Rory wondered out loud

"Well, our version will be spin the broken coffee table leg" He retaliated as he grabbed the broken piece of wood.

Surprisingly no one really protests. Lane spins and gets Dave…which is just miraculous.

They lean in for a single sweet kiss. She hears David Bowie for some unknown reason in her head and they don't pull away. Soon they are full on making out with the other five kids staring at them.

"Looks like its my turn" Paris orders and before anyone can ask her how it was her turn she spun the table leg. It twisted and turned oddly on the floor in a circle and landed on Rory.

The guys all sit up from where they are sitting as Paris oddly leans over to Rory. Rory makes a weird face as thought she is paralyzed. The kiss it quick and not even remotely sensual.

Rory spins and finds herself hoping it lands on Jess who was sitting Indian style next to her. His knee is touching her upper thigh and as she visualizes what else he could do to her upper thigh the table leg comes to a stop in front of Tristan.

"Very interesting" He says staring straight at her as if he had telepathic powers and made the table leg stop on him.

Rory rises to her knees and leans across the circle toward Tristan thinking if she doesn't say anything it will go by quicker. She touches her lips to his and her brain nearly explodes. Kissing was never something she thought could be so enjoyable. She begins to pull away but Tristan grabs her face softly and pulls her inward as he slips his tongue in and out of her mouth quickly. He pulls away now and leaves Rory leaning absurdly forward with pink lips looking utterly confused.

Jess felt a pang of jealousy hit him. This was when he figured out he must actually really like this girl. He had no idea why but he did.

Logan was fuming having an intense inner dialogue with himself. It went something along of the lines of just wanted someone to kiss. He was upset for losing summer and Stephanie because not only were they friends but he often hooked up with them. Finn was gone too. Fuck. I just want someone to kiss.

As Logan ponders, Tristan spins the bottle hoping for another kiss to share with Mary hoping this time she would loosen up.

"What the fuck?" Tristan says lowly staring at the piece of wood pointing at Logan. Logan swears animatedly until Tristan convinces him its just going to be a peck and he'll owe him big after this. Tristan only wants to do it because he sees Paris staring at him with fire. She kissed Rory and if Tristan didn't kiss Logan she was going to rip him to shreds.

Paris leans forward and looms over Tristan and Logan slowly leaning over to one another silently hoping the other would pull away.

Meanwhile Dave and Lane are kissing still. Goddess willing. Smiling and kissing to be precise. It's a talent folks.

Jess and Rory both leaned over to watch closely has Tristan leans over to Logan. They both sort of laugh at the weird situation and turn to one another.

Shit we're close, Jess thinks.

Oh man, he's close. Rory thinks at the same time.

Slowly they lean over to one another and their foreheads sort of lean on one another. As their heads tilt, Jess's hand finds it way to Rory's chin. His thumb grazes over her lower lip. Rory thinks back to the kiss she just shared with Tristan finds even more passion here. He hadn't even kissed her and she felt a burning sensation coursing throughout her body. Closer….closer….closer. His lips should be on hers any millisecond now.….

SMASH!

The front window smashes inward. Gasps are heard around the room. Glass flutters around in slow motion looking like snow. Rory swears she feels time stop but suddenly Jess is curving his slender shoulder in front of her.

The last thing she recalls making sense in her mind is the word protection.

AN: Woop. That work for everyone? What you think smashed the window? If I were Jess or rory I'd be pissed! Fucking window and it ruining all the kissing fun…. I love how I talk like im not wrting the god damn story.

Sooo any thoughts? Reviews? Thumbs up? Down? Up your ass? Funny? Too funny? Fave parts? I just wanna make you guys happy and shit.