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Chapter Eight: Hair Dye and Comets

Rory sat next to Lane, gently rubbing her back. Her best friend was openly crying, sobs racking her body. Rory had found her like this, inconsolable and incoherent as well. Lane had told her what had happened at the prior practice between sobs, hiccuping slightly as she told of the events.

"Lane, everything is going to be okay,"

"He's going to be across the country. He's going to be in California with all the sun-kissed blondes- oh no- I'm not blonde. He's going to find another girl who isn't me and she'll be blonde and not Asian-"

"Lane, stop freaking out, it gives you wrinkles," Rory said, trying to lighten the mood.

"Oh no, I'm going to get wrinkles too,"

"Lane-"

"I'm only twenty one, I can't get wrinkles,"

"Lane, I was just joking. Listen, Dave loves you,"

"But he's leaving," Lane lamented, running her fingers through her dark hair, getting it out of her face.

"Didn't he say that he didn't want your relationship to end?"

"Yeah,"

"Then you have nothing to worry about,"

"I don't know,"

"Lane, he loves you, it will work. Now you need to stop being Mopey and all the other depressed dwarves. I miss my old Lane," Lane sniffled, smiling sadly.

"I miss her too, this whole emotional thing is really tiring,"

"Then I recommend an immediate Mood Booster," Lane looked at Rory, her eyes wide.

"A Mood Booster? Is it that bad? The last time we did a mood booster was when your hamster died; and that was only because Lorelai accidentally killed it," Rory nodded somberly.

"That was a very low time for me, but it helped me. Come on," Rory took Lane's hand, standing up, "It is time for your personal Mood Booster," They walked to the Gilmore house, Rory yelling out for her mother the moment they entered.

"Mom! I need raw cookie dough right now! I also need skittles, pop tarts, whipped cream and hair dye,"

"Hair dye? Who needs the Mood Booster?" Lorelai asked, coming into the kitchen. She spotted Lane's red eyes and frowned, hugging her daughter's friend tightly.

"Don't worry Lane, everything is better after getting your streak," Lane nodded, sitting down at the kitchen table.

"Okay," Rory said, going through their pantry, "I have pop tarts, raw cookie dough, but no skittles...wait, there are star bursts, those will do," Lorelai walked off to the bathroom, reemerging with purple hair dye.

"This was used for my Mood Booster when Max and I broke up, it was a life saver," Lorelai said, spraying a streak on Lane's hair. Once she was finished she stepped back, admiring her work, "I think it is my best yet," Lane didn't respond, instead she just grabbed the stick of cookie dough, taking a bite.

"Can't I get salmonella from this?" Lane asked, chewing thoughtfully.

"Nah, that's just what they want you to think," Lorelai replied, sitting across from Lane. Rory sat next to Lane, eating a pop tart.

"Are you feeling any better?" Rory asked. Lane looked at Rory and smiled, gently nodding her head.

"I actually do," Rory smiled, taking a bite of her pop tart.

"Works every time,"

Rory's cell phone rang as she was driving, the tune of Hey Ya filling the car. Rory answered the phone, smiling when she heard the voice on the other end.

"So, I went to your dorm and you weren't there, so then I went to the library and you weren't there either. It was on my way to the nearest cafe when I remembered you were back home," Rory smiled.

"While I am a bit disappointed with your memory I am amazed by your follow through. What cafe were you going to?"

"Harrods,"

"At least you remembered that was my favorite,"

"I thought Luke's was your favorite," Rory smiled.

"I thought I was going to get you on that one,"

"You and your trick questions. So, are you coming back to Yale?"

"I am currently driving there. Actually, to be more exact I am currently driving into Yale. Where are you?"

"At your dorm, chatting with Paris,"

"You're kidding,"

"Yeah, I'm at my place. Except right now I'd rather be in Paris's company than Finn's. He is currently drunk, which usually wouldn't be a surprise, but he is a very moody drunk today,"

"Finny isn't happy?"

"No, not at all. I let him watch the OC yesterday and he is emulating Ryan a bit too well,"

"Finn learned how to brood!" Rory exclaimed excitedly, pulling in front of Logan's dorm.

"He is not only brooding, he is also randomly singing the theme song. They are spastic outbursts that usually involve him screaming and jumping on a couch,"

"Oh, well, everyone has their Tom Cruise moment some time. You are very lucky though, because I am currently in front of your dorm,"

"You are my hero. I'll be down in a minute,"

"Okay, bye," She hung up, waiting for Logan to come down. He came down quickly, dressed in his usual t-shirt and leather jacket. It was mid November so it was a bit nippy outside. She got out of her car and greeted him with a kiss. He happily kissed her back, pushing her up against the side of her car. Rory pulled away, smiling at him.

"Logan, we're in broad daylight,"

"So?" He kissed her again and she pushed him away, smiling teasingly.

"Logan, listen, I need to ask you something,"

"Okay,"

"There's this thing at my town tonight, and I wanted to know if you'd like to go with me," She asked, playing with the collar of his coat.

"What type of thing?"

"Some astronomy sighting, it sounds fun. There's supposed to be some comet coming tonight," Logan nodded.

"Alright, we can go,"

"Really?" He smiled and kissed her.

"Yes, I actually am quite a scientific man,"
"Does that include anything besides anatomy," She said, smirking.

"You know, you've gotten much too good at smirking. I am a bad influence on you," Rory only responded by smirking again, causing Logan to laugh.

"I have to do something about that smirk. I can't let you conquer mine,"

"Well, what are you going to do about it?" She asked tantalizingly, the smirk not leaving her mouth.

"I have a few ideas," He brought his face down to hers and kissed her, Rory suddenly very happy to have her car behind her. She opened the door and got in, Logan following suit. At least there was some privacy in a car; too bad she didn't have tinted windows.

Lorelai walked into Luke's, smiling as she saw Luke come out of the back with a full carafe of coffee. She sat down at the counter, resting her chin on her hands. As Luke passed she batted her eyelashes, smiling wide.

"Stop doing that," He stated, barely looking at her.

"Doing what?"

"The Shirley Temple face. It's creepy,"

"It's not creepy!" Lorelai pouted, removing her chin from her hands, "It's a classic!"

"I'm assuming you want coffee," He said, pouring her a cup. Lorelai smiled, taking it from his hands.

"And it works every time,"

"You're psychotic,"

"Are you going to the comet watch tonight?"

"Not a chance in hell," Luke grumbled, wiping down the counter.

"Why not? It's going to be fun. Taylor said it will be our best activity yet,"

"Taylor says that about every activity and every festival,"

"Don't cast off the comet sighting just because Taylor is incredibly predictable,"

"I'm not, it's just that sitting outside to see some stupid rock fly through the sky when its cold outside is really not my type of fun," Lorelai shook her head, setting Luke with a disapproving look.

"I am quite disappointed in you,"

"I'm crushed," Luke deadpanned.

"Do you ever have fun?"

"Yes,"

"What do you do for fun?"

"None of your damn business,"

"Do you square dance? I can picture you square dancing," Lorelai mused with mock seriousness.

"No, I don't square dance,"

"Are you more of a jitter bug guy?"

"I fish,"

"You fish? I cannot picture you fishing. I mean, the outfit looks all fishy, but you, you do not look fishy in the least,"

"Your logic does not make any sense," Luke commented, shaking his head.

"It makes sense to me,"

"Of course it makes sense to you, you're the one saying it," Lorelai looked at the clock and stood up, grabbing her purse.

"I have to go, the girl I popped out of me and her fantabulous boy toy will be arriving any minute. Bye Luke!"

"Lorelai, you need to pay,"

"Put it on my tab!" Lorelai yelled, walking out.

"You don't have a tab,"

"Then make me one, duh!" Luke shook his head at Lorelai's antics. She was crazy, but that was what made her interesting; that was what made her Lorelai and he wouldn't change it for the world.

"So, this is Stars Hollow," Logan mused, walking hand in hand with Rory down the the quad.

"Yes, this is my town. Where I grew up,"

"It is also where she talked to Weeping Willows, telling it jokes to try to stop its crying," A voice said from behind them. Rory turned to her mother, smiling.

"Mom, do you always have to tell that story?"

"Yes,"

"Were they at least good jokes?" Logan asked, putting his arm around Rory's shoulders.

"Yes, there were knock knock jokes galore and many that she memorized from the Sunday paper," Rory stuck her tongue out at her mother, Lorelai following in suit.

"Rory, how dare you stick your tongue out at me! Your mother, the woman who birthed you," Rory smiled.

"It's not my fault that Dad couldn't keep it in his pants,"

"That was harsh," her mother said, a smile playing on her lips, "and quite witty," Logan looked at Lorelai and Rory's bantering and couldn't help but smile. Rory looked up at him, confused.

"Why are you all smiley? There better be nothing happening in your pants right now," Logan smiled.

"No, my pants are just fine. You and your mom, you guys amaze me. Your relationship is so different,"

"Aren't we philosophical," He smiled and kissed her.

"No mocking Ace,"

"Sorry,"

"Guys, stop sucking face and being all Brady Bunch. Otherwise I may be forced to throw things at you," Logan smiled, putting his arm around her waist.

"Sorry Lorelai," They walked up to the quad, a bunch of people already lounging on the green grass, blankets underneath them and also over their slightly chilled bodies.

"Hurry! We need to get a good spot!" Lorelai exclaimed, rushing off.

"Ace, it's the sky we're watching. How is there not a good spot?" Rory smiled, putting her hand around his.

"She's not talking about the sky. Every year when we do activities Kirk and Taylor argue. She wants a good seat for that,"

"I hope she saves seats for us too," Rory saw Lorelai jumping up and down, gesturing to them, and smiled.

"Oh, don't worry, she has,"

Everyone sat outside, waiting impatiently for the comet to appear. They had been waiting for two hours and the comet was no where to be seen. Rory shivered, her body shaking gently from the cold. Logan responded by draping his coat around her shoulders, rubbing her arms to warm them.

"Logan,. now you're going to be cold," She said looking at him.

"There's another way to keep warm," Rory smiled as he took her hand and brought her to him. She sat between his legs, her upper body resting on his chest and torso. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her head.

"Feeling better?' She asked.

"Oh yeah, much," She kissed him sweetly but then pulled away when she heard Taylor's booming voice. She looked a few feet away and saw Taylor yelling at Kirk, who was currently looking through a date book, ferociously flipping through the pages.

"Show time," Rory sing songed, directing her attention to the soap opera scene playing in front of her.

"Kirk, why hasn't it come yet!"

"I don't know! It was supposed to come a half hour ago. Maybe it's a little slower today,"

"Kirk, it needs to come now!"

"You can't rush a comet! It's older than you Taylor!"
"That's pretty old," Ms. Patti commented, garnering a glare from Taylor.

"This coming from the woman who sang with Frank Sinatra when she was old enough to drink,"

"I wasn't that old, I just looked damn good with a martini glass; I still do," Ms. Patti said with a smile, her chin up high,

"We can't have all these people waiting!" Taylor lamented. Rory watched with great amusement, absentmindedly rubbing her hand against Logan's.

"This is pretty good," Logan whispered into her ear. She smiled and turned around, planting a quick kiss on his lips.

"Just wait until Kirk cries, it gets better," Almost on cue a loud wail erupted from Kirk.

"Kirk, stop crying!" Taylor demanded.

"Stop yelling at me!"

"I AM NOT YELLING AT YOU!" Kirk whimpered, turning away from Taylor. He looked down at the date book again and stopped crying, his head shooting up.

"Oh no,"

"Kirk, what is it? Don't tell me you poked yourself in the eye again. I told you not to wipe your eyes when you're crying; you're to emotional and you're fingers go awry!"

"No," Kirk said, turning to face him, "I had the date wrong,"

"What?"

"The comet is next week, not today," Rory smiled as she saw Taylor's face redden, a vain beginning to show in his neck.

"The blow out is coming," Rory said, her voice full of anticipation, "I knew I should have brought popcorn,"

"Here," Lorelai said, handing Rory a plastic Ziploc bag of popcorn. Rory smiled, taking a fistful.

"My mother, always prepared,"

"Shhh Rory, the good part is coming,"
"KIRK!" Taylor yelled, chasing Kirk across the street who had already run off. Everyone watched in amusement as Taylor chased after Kirk. They all winced in unison as Kirk tripped, landing with a loud thud. At this everyone stood up, aware that the show was over.

"Well, I think this was possibly one of the best nights yet," Lorelai commented, zipping up the popcorn bag.

"Yes, it was," Rory agreed, getting up from Logan's lap.

"Are they always like that?"

"Who?" Rory asked, confused.

"Kirk and Taylor, are they always that crazy?" Rory shrugged, wiping grass off of her pants.

"Yeah, pretty much,"

"We must not stop this Venga bus! To Lukes!" Lorelai yelled out, running off, singing loudly.

The Venga Bus is Coming

And everybody's jumping

New York to San Francisco...

"Oh my gosh, she's like the female Finn," Logan mused, taking Rory's hand as they walked to Luke's.

"Except for the fact that my mother is stone sober and acts like that,"

"I suddenly think that Finn is a bit more normal," Rory smiled.

"Are you calling my mother abnormal?" Logan immediately paled, turning to Rory to try to explain himself. However, she surprised him by giving him a chaste kiss, a smirk in place on her face, "because if you are you are totally right. That's what makes her different, that's what makes her my mother,"

"Hey Lorelai! We're not open!" Luke yelled, irritated.

"Luke, I need my coffee. Do not deny me coffee,"

"Lorelai-"

"I NEED MY COFFEE!" Lorelai whined, putting on her patented puppy dog face. Luke sighed, gesturing for them to come in.

"Fine, but only for fifteen minutes," They walked in, immediately getting coffee and immediately becoming a bit more cheery; besides Luke of course.

Jess watched Rory walk hand in hand with some blonde and felt his head spin. Rory, his Rory, was holding someone else's hand, looking lovingly at someone else. He felt anger surge through him as Rory kissed him, the kiss sickeningly sweet. The guy was the exact opposite of who Rory usually dated. He looked all clean cut and high society, one of those kids with a silver spoon up their ass. He already hated him; he didn't know him but he hated him. There was no rhyme or reason for his hate, it was just his love that drove it. He loved Rory and he knew that she loved him too. Rory would always be his, and he would get her back. First he had to deal with the blonde though. He's find a way to show him who runs things in Stars Hollow, he's find a way.

A/N: DRAMA! YAY! I love drama and I love writing it...so that is why you get some good healthy drama. So, next chapter is going to be Dave's farewell party and some ROGAN drama including none other than...JESS! So, be sure to come back and read it! PLEASE REVIEW