A/N: So, happy Easter everyone that celebrates it! Of course, I would have updated Sunday if I could have, but we had Easter here, so I had no time. So, here's the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't own…
On with the story…
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Chapter 5: Learning Something New
"So, are you going to come to that party with me?" Tristan asked Paris as they walked down the street on their way to the Crap Shack. Tristan had his arm around her shoulders and Paris had hers around his waist.
"Tristan…," Paris sighed and rested her head against his shoulder.
"Come on, just come with me and if you don't like it, you can leave, I promise," Tristan compromised.
"Fine, I'll go if Rory and Jess go too," Paris finally agreed.
"Good girl," Tristan smirked at her.
"Shut-up," Paris blushed a little shoved him with her free hand.
"Alright, it's Friday so you have one day to convince those two to come tomorrow," Tristan informed her.
By the time they had finished this conversation they had arrived at the Crap Shack. As they walked up the front steps they heard multitudes of giggles and hardy laughter from the living room. They looked at each other confused and walked in.
In the living room they found Rory and Jess on the floor. Jess was mercilessly tickling Rory and she was unsuccessfully trying to stop him.
"What are you guys doing?" Tristan asked.
They stopped and looked up at them, "Nothing."
"Hey, you guys are coming to Madeline's party tomorrow night with Tristan and me," Paris told them.
"What?" Rory asked with a horrified look on her face.
Paris sighed, "Come on Ror, Tristan is making me go," she whined.
"Pe-ar," Rory dragged her nickname out into two syllables.
"Blos-som," Paris dragged out Rory's nickname into two syllables as well.
"I don't wanna," Rory said like a child and sat with her legs out in front of her and her arms crossed on the floor.
"Come on Ror, just do it for Pear," Jess whispered to her.
"Promise you'll stay with me all night," Rory uncrossed an arm and held Jess' cheek in her hand.
"Promise," Jess said and moved his head so that he could kiss her palm.
"Fine, I'll go," Rory sighed in defeat and fell backwards flat on her back.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Paris gushed and jumped on top of Rory to hug her.
"Yeah, yeah," Rory droned and lamely hugged her back.
Jess and Tristan stood off to side smirking at their girlfriends.
Diner
"I can't believe we're going to have a baby," Luke gushed.
"I know," Lorelai breathed.
"Does Rory know?" Luke asked.
"She and Paris do, they were there when I took the test," Lorelai explained with a nod of her head.
"So we just have to tell Jess and Tristan," Luke conceded.
"Right," Lorelai confirmed, "Let's go to the Crap Shack."
"Alright, let's go," Luke smiled and followed Lorelai out the door.
Crap Shack
"Hey kiddies!" Lorelai called as she entered the house.
"Kitchen," Rory and Paris yelled back.
"I told Luke," Lorelai walked in with a goofy grin on her face that matched Luke's.
"So it was you," Jess said.
"What was her?" Tristan asked.
"How did you find out?" Lorelai pouted, ignoring Tristan completely.
"I found the test in the trash bin," Jess stated.
"Yeah, he thought it was mine," Rory put in.
"But you haven't…have you?" Lorelai asked, suddenly getting a terrified look on her face.
"NO!" they both yelled in unison.
"What are we talking about!?" Tristan yelled, clueless as usual.
"Lorelai's pregnant," Luke, Rory, Paris, and Jess said calmly.
"I'm pregnant," Lorelai said after everyone else.
"Congratulations!" Tristan exclaimed as he threw his arms in the air.
Everyone paused, and then laughed at Tristan. He was so out of the loop sometimes…
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Saturday; Hartford Mall
"So, why do we have to shop for new clothes again?" Rory sighed with boredom as she and Paris walked down the mall to a new store called Been There, Done That.
"Because we need to show Chilton that we're not some uptight goody-two-shoes," Paris explained as they entered the store.
"I thought you didn't want to go and do whatever you just said," Rory recalled as she laid her head on Paris' shoulder. They were walking with their arms linked.
"Well Francie got on my last nerve today and I'm going to show her," Paris informed her.
"Fine, let's go clothes shopping," Rory finally gave in and picked up her head to start looking around.
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Crap Shack; 6PM
"I'm hungry," Rory whined.
"Eat," Paris replied simply.
"Fine," Rory said and got up to go into the kitchen. She opened the cabinet and got out a cookie dough pop tart, "You want a pop tart?" she called to Paris.
"Yeah, sure," Paris replied.
"What time are we supposed to leave again?" Rory asked as she walked into her bedroom and handed Paris a pop tart.
"Uh, I think around 8," Paris answered as she gathered a towel and started to walk out of the room and to the bathroom while eating her pop tart.
"Where are you going?" Rory stuck her had out the doorway.
"Shower," Paris replied over her shoulder and went up the stairs.
"Okay, I took one this morning so take as long as you want," Rory told her.
And she did. She took an hour in the shower. She stepped put of the shower and wrapped her lime green towel around herself, then wrapped her hair up in another towel. She stepped out of the bathroom and made her way to the stairs where she started to descend them. To her surprise, at the bottom of the stairs in the living room was Tristan sitting on the couch flipping channels. Upon seeing him she yelped and jumped up a step, trying to cover all she could.
"RORY!" she roared.
"Hey Pear," Tristan smirked.
"ROR-RY!" Paris yelled.
"She's not going to hear you; she's in her bedroom with Jess," Tristan informed her and got up from the couch to start walking towards her.
"I'm going to kill her," Paris muttered.
"Come on Paris, I've seen you in less," Tristan's smirk widened as he ascended the stairs to meet Paris.
Paris blushed and wrapped her arms across her chest. Tristan met Paris and pulled her by the waist to him. Their lips met in a slow, sensual kiss and Tristan led them down the stairs. Her hands tangled in his hair as he knocked the towel off her head to let her long, blonde tendrils hang below her shoulders in a tangled mess. He pulled her body flush against his as he practically carried her down the stairs on her tip-toes, kissing the whole way.
Rory's Room
Rory was lying on her back on her bed with Jess hovering over top of her. At the moment, he was kissing down from her jaw to her collar bone and everywhere in between. He brought his lips up to her ear and whispered, "You're so beautiful," to her which made her shudder. He kissed all around her ear and back down her neck. These ministrations elicited a soft moan from Rory which simply egged him on. With the hands she had tangled in his hair, she pulled his head up and crashed her lips into his. She forced her tongue into his mouth and their tongues waged a fierce battle. He ran his hands up and down her sides at rapid speeds causing her to tighten her grip in his hair. He groaned and she pulled him down fully on top of her. He abruptly pulled away, and she whimpered in dissatisfaction.
"You have to get ready," Jess said after taking a few breaths.
She pouted at him, "I don't even want to go to this party."
"We're doing this for Pear," Jess reminded her as he leant in and gave her a soft kiss.
As they were pulling apart, the door opened and Paris came in with only a towel on and her hair hanging down.
"We need to get ready," Paris said.
"Alright, alright," Rory appeased and threw Jess off of her landing him on the floor.
"Jeez, you didn't have to throw me on the ground," Jess said as he rubbed his head.
"I love you too sweetie," Rory smiled sweetly at him and shooed him from the room.
"I'm going, I'm going," Jess said as he stumbled out the door which was closed behind him.
"Get kicked out?" Tristan asked from his seat at the kitchen table.
"Yup," Jess affirmed as he took a seat across form Tristan.
Forty-five minutes later, the girls were ready.
"We're ready," they called through the door.
"Well, then come out here," Jess called back.
"No," they said.
"What? Why not?" Tristan asked incredulously.
"They're just going to laugh at us," Rory answered.
"If they do, we'll beat them up. Besides, why would they laugh at you?" Tristan said.
"Because they've never seen us dressed like this," Paris insisted.
"Yes, but we have so come out here," Jess replied.
"Fine," Rory said stubbornly and opened the door.
The girls walked out and the boys' jaws dropped. Rory was dressed in an embroidered, woven cami that was a grayish-green color, 5-pocket cut off jean shorts, and gray eyelet ballet flats with her hair straightened, hanging just below her shoulder and angled around her face. Paris had on a navy, lace, spring tank, white, deckside roll-up shorts, and navy polka dot ballet flats with her hair hanging straight half-way down her back.
"Pick your jaws up boys," Paris said with a smirk.
"You guys look amazing. If they laugh at you, they're crazy," Jess said with a stunned look on his face. He got up and slowly made his way to Rory, eyeing her up and down as he did.
Rory blushed and smiled as Jess wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him, "Thanks," she whispered as his lips descended on hers.
"You look great babe," Tristan told Paris.
Paris shrugged, "Thanks."
"I mean it," Tristan ducked his head so that he could see up into Paris' face, seeing as she was looking down at her feet with her arms wrapped around her stomach protectively.
Paris just stayed silent and rocked back and fourth on her heals. Tristan unwrapped her arms and replaced them with his own. He leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the lips.
"You're beautiful," Tristan insisted.
Paris smiled, "You're not so bad yourself."
Madeline's House
"Hey guys!" Madeline said as she opened the door to the four.
"Hey Mads," Tristan replied as he led them in the house with his arm securely placed around Paris' waist.
"Hey Madeline," Rory said as she stepped in, holding hands with Jess.
"Who's the eye candy?" Louise asked as she came up behind Madeline.
"This is my boyfriend Jess," Rory answered, "Jess, this is Madeline and Louise."
"Hey," Louise purred.
"Oh, lay off Lou," Paris called over her shoulder.
"Fine," Louise conceded and walked away, bored.
"Sorry about her," Madeline directed to Jess.
"It's fine," Jess smiled and waved it off.
"Gellar, Gilmore, what are you two doing here?" Travis Hamilton asked as he walked up to them.
"We're here because we want to be Travis, you can leave us alone now," Paris snapped.
"Play nice," Tristan whispered in her ear as he took off her coat for her and gave it to the maid as did Rory.
"Gellar, Gilmore, what's with the outfits?" Travis asked, stunned, as he looked both of them up and down.
"What about them?" Rory asked defensively.
Jess and Tristan instinctively put arms around their waists.
"You don't dress like that," Travis explained.
"You don't see us out of school Travis," Paris stated with a roll of her eyes.
"True, but with personalities like yours, you guys are not supposed to dress like…like…that," Travis stuttered as he gestured to them with his hands.
"We dress like this everyday after school," Rory told him.
"No way," Travis stated.
"Oh, they do," Tristan put in.
"Have been as long as I've known them," Jess revealed.
"How long has that been? And who are you?" Travis asked. By this time, a small crowd had formed around the teens.
"Rory since we were what? Three, four? And Paris since we were eleven. I'm Jess, Rory's boyfriend," Jess answered.
"Well they act like some stuck up goody-two-shoes at school," Travis scoffed.
"Yeah, well they're definitely not goody-two-shoes at home," Jess smirked and put his arms around Rory from behind her and bit her neck gently. Rory made a little sound and bit her lip as she covered his hands with her own.
"Definitely not," Tristan agreed and slid the hand that was around Paris' waist under her shirt and rubbed her bare skin. Paris bit her lip and she closed her eyes as her head lulled back.
"You learn something new everyday," Travis smirked, winked at the two and left. The crowd followed him and everyone went back to the party.
Rory and Paris laughed a little and went to the main room of the party with Jess and Tristan in tow.
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A/N: I am SO sorry for not updating yesterday. I won't give excuses, I could have if I really wanted to, but I just didn't have the drive. I really hope you liked this. Press the pretty little button! P.S. I need suggestions for how I should end this, so if you could send them in your review, or PM me, that would be great, thanks!