I'm aware there's not much here, but i thought I might as well put it up. Here's for the 8 people who voted for the story. Convince your friends to make it 15 percent voted for, and you might see a bit more! Well, enjoy. Thanks for reading!
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"Hey sweetie, guess what!" Rory squealed, jumping on the couch.
"What?" Her husband Marty sighed, pausing the movie he was watching so he could concentrate on his obviously thrilled wife, who frowned.
"No, Marty, seriously, guess." He searched his mind for something.
"Uh, you were voted president?" Rory rolled her eyes and gave a frustrated groan.
"No, stupid. Jess, April, Grandpa and I are all now officially professors in the employment of Yale University!" She gave a happy shriek. Her sixteen year old daughter suddenly poked her head out of her room, which stemmed off of the living room.
"Mom, big deal. Get over it. You already knew she was going to get the job. And, of yeah- you aren't the one who got the job! Marty, just say, 'Oh, honey, that's great! I'm so happy for April!' and go back to your movie." She slammed her bedroom door shut.
"What's with her?" Marty questioned.
"Nothing. That time of the month. So what do you think?" Rory beamed.
"That's great hon. Really. I'm sincerely happy for April." He said. She curled up into his side, satisfied with the response she had received. After about five minutes of them watching the movie, Marty paused it.
"What's wrong?" Rory was concerned.
"I'm going to go talk to Lora. Something's bothering her and I don't think it's what you claim it is. Keep watching the movie. I'll be right back." He headed down the hall to his step-daughter's room as his wife just shrugged and hit play, knowing exactly what was up with her daughter. After a few moments though, she hit stop, frustrated, and headed after Marty.