Chapter Three
Rory and Lorelei walked into Lukes Diner after their conversation in the car.
"Luke, coffee," Lorelei called out.
"You just had coffee before you went to your parents'," he pointed out.
Lorelei growled.
"Did you just growl?" he asked her.
"Coffee," she said once again.
"Fine," he relented, "but don't come running to me when it starts to kill you."
"What could I do to make my coffee so mad that it would kill me?" she asked with wide eyes.
Luke just shook his head. "Jess, pour them coffee."
"Gee, Uncle Luke, ever heard of child labor laws?" Jess asked as he poured Rory and Lorelei their coffee.
He started to walked away when Rory said, "Jess wait."
He turned around.
"I was just at my grandparents' and-"
"This doesn't sound good," Jess interrupted her.
"Will you just listen?" she asked him.
He pretended to lock his mouth and throw away the key.
Rolling her eyes Rory continued, "and my grandma tried to set me up with this jerk from school."
"Still not seeing why I should care about this."
"I'm getting there. Well, I kind of said I already had a date."
"And this has what to do with me?" he asked.
"Will you go with me," she begged.
"What did I say about begging?" Lorelei exclaimed from the opposite side of the table.
"Why should I?" Jess asked her.
"Because if I don't I'll ask Dean."
"Why should I care about that?" Jess asked her.
"Because I recently dumped him and if I took him back he would be happy and you hate him so you wouldn't want him to be happy," Rory explained triumphantly.
Jess sighed, "Fine," he mumbled.
"Thank you," Rory squealed as she jumped up from her seat and hugged him, which caused most of the people in the diner to stare. Including a Dooses employee who happened to be walking by...
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Chilton Dance Chapter Two
Chapter Two
"You're going with Jess?" Lorelei exclaimed as they drove home.
"I had to say someone."
"But Jess?" Lorelei asked.
"I panicked," Rory admitted.
"So how are you going to get him to agree?" Lorelei asked, resigning the issure of why she would choose him.
"I'll pay him?" Rory tried.
"You're going to pay a guy to go out with you?" her mom asked, slightly amused.
"I don't know," Rory said in frustration, "I just can't go with him."
"Spawn of Satan?" Lorelei asked her daughter.
"No, not the spawn of Satan, actually the Devil I think."
"So you're not exaggerating a little?" Lorelei asked.
"God, no."
"Okay."
"So, do you have any ideas about how I can convince Jess to go with me."
"It shouldn't take to much work."
"What do you mean?" Rory asked, looking at her mom confused.
"He's practically in love with you."
"What?" Rory exploded.
"You haven't noticed?" her mom asked her amused.
"No, 'cause he's not. We are just friends.
"Rory, I don't like him but I can tell he's in love with you."
"Did Luke put something in the coffee that you had earlier?"
"Fine, don't listen to the all knowing me."
"I won't."
"Fine."
"So how are you going to convince him?"
"I don't know."
"Oooh, you could threaten him."
"How would I threaten him?"
"You could put a gun to his head."
"I think I'd prefer to do it in a way that is not against the law."
"Suit yourself," Lorelei scoffed.
"I could beg."
"Beg," Lorelei mockingly exclaimed, "A Gilmore never begs."
"Oooh, I have an idea," Rory grinned.
"Tell Mommy."
"You'll find out."
"So you're not telling me?"
"Nope."
"You're not telling the person that raised you, that took care of you, your best friend?"
"No."
"Mean."
"You're going with Jess?" Lorelei exclaimed as they drove home.
"I had to say someone."
"But Jess?" Lorelei asked.
"I panicked," Rory admitted.
"So how are you going to get him to agree?" Lorelei asked, resigning the issure of why she would choose him.
"I'll pay him?" Rory tried.
"You're going to pay a guy to go out with you?" her mom asked, slightly amused.
"I don't know," Rory said in frustration, "I just can't go with him."
"Spawn of Satan?" Lorelei asked her daughter.
"No, not the spawn of Satan, actually the Devil I think."
"So you're not exaggerating a little?" Lorelei asked.
"God, no."
"Okay."
"So, do you have any ideas about how I can convince Jess to go with me."
"It shouldn't take to much work."
"What do you mean?" Rory asked, looking at her mom confused.
"He's practically in love with you."
"What?" Rory exploded.
"You haven't noticed?" her mom asked her amused.
"No, 'cause he's not. We are just friends.
"Rory, I don't like him but I can tell he's in love with you."
"Did Luke put something in the coffee that you had earlier?"
"Fine, don't listen to the all knowing me."
"I won't."
"Fine."
"So how are you going to convince him?"
"I don't know."
"Oooh, you could threaten him."
"How would I threaten him?"
"You could put a gun to his head."
"I think I'd prefer to do it in a way that is not against the law."
"Suit yourself," Lorelei scoffed.
"I could beg."
"Beg," Lorelei mockingly exclaimed, "A Gilmore never begs."
"Oooh, I have an idea," Rory grinned.
"Tell Mommy."
"You'll find out."
"So you're not telling me?"
"Nope."
"You're not telling the person that raised you, that took care of you, your best friend?"
"No."
"Mean."
Chilton Dance Chapter One
Author's Note: This takes place at the beggining of season two and is slightly AU because Rory broke up with Dean, who still likes her.
Also, I do not own any part of Gilmore Girls so please do not sew!!!!
Chapter One
"So are we just going to stare at the door all night?" Rory Gilmore asked her mom, Lorelei as they stared at the door of her grandparents' house. AKA the door to Hell.
"Sounds good to me," Lorelei shrugged.
"Mom..."
"C'mon," Lorelei pleaded, "just let me finish my coffee."
"You finished your coffee in the car."
"I did not," Lorelei scoffed, "are you accusing your mother of lying?"
"Yes, I believe I am."
"After everything that I've done for you?"
"C'mon, it won't be that bad," Rory tried to reason with her mom.
"Yes, I think it will."
"They said that they have a surprise for us," Rory said, trying to convince her mom to enter the house.
"And you think that that's a good thing?" Lorelei asked her daughter incredulously.
"Maybe," Rory tried, looking unsure.
Lorelei coughed. "I think I'm sick," she tried to convince her daughter.
"Mom," Rory sighed as she pulled her best friend/mom into the house.
"Girls, it's about time," Emily Gilmore sighed.
"There was traffic."
"Well, go on, are guests are waiting."
"Guests?" Rory questioned as she followed her grandmother, only to see none other than Tristan Dugrey and two people she could only assume to be his mom and dad having drinks with her grandfather.
"Rory," her grandmother started, "this is Tristan Dugrey."
"We've met," Rory said, her voice coated with ice.
"Bible Boy?" her mom whispered in her ear.
Rory nodded.
"Rory, sit next to Tristan," Emily ordered.
"But how will Rory and I secretly mock you if she's sitting all the way over there?" Lorelei asked innocently.
"Lorelei," Richard Gilmore said in a shocked tone, "we have guests."
Rory sat next to Tristan grudgingly.
"Hey Mary," he whispered to her.
Rory ignored him as she pretended to listen to whatever her grandmother was talking about.
"They like me," he informed her.
She didn't respond.
"I'm sure they wouldn't say anything if I took you upstairs right now and-" he said suggestively before Rory slammed her heel into his foot.
"So there's a dance at Chilton next week?" Emily asked.
Rory nodded as she tried to ignore Tristan.
"Tristan do you have a date?" Emily asked conversationally.
"No, ma'am," Tristan answered, smiling triumphantly at Rory, seeing where this was going.
"You should take Rory," Emily decided happily as if she had not planned this all out.
"Mom, I think that Rory can find a date for herself," Lorelei said, trying to help her daughter.
"I'm only suggesting..."
"Sorry," Rory interrupted, "I already have a date."
Emily wrinkled her nose as she said, " I thought you and that... Dean broke up."
"We did."
Tristan looked at her curiously.
"Then whose taking you?" he asked her, guessing that she was lying.
"Jess."
"Jess?" her mom exclaimed.
Rory sent her a look.
"Right," her mom agreed with a nod, "Jess."
"Whose his Jess?" Emily asked with disdain.
"An ex-convict," Lorelei said with all seriousness.
"Guests," Emily reminded her.
"My boyfriend," Rory lied.
Lorelei looked as though she was about to spit out her drink.
"Dinner's ready, Miss Gilmore," the maid informed her.
"Thank you, Elizabeth."
"I'm sure Jess would understand if you canceled," Tristan whispered to Rory when they were sitting at the dinner table.
Rory ignored him.
He put his hand on her leg.
Rory tried to shove it off but he just got a firmer grip on it.
"Get your hands off of me," Rory told him through gritted teeth.
"C'mon, Mare, you know that you like it," he teased her as he began to massage her leg.
"Go to the dance with me."
"I am going with Jess," she said for the fifteenth time, wondering how she was going to get him to agree to this.
Also, I do not own any part of Gilmore Girls so please do not sew!!!!
Chapter One
"So are we just going to stare at the door all night?" Rory Gilmore asked her mom, Lorelei as they stared at the door of her grandparents' house. AKA the door to Hell.
"Sounds good to me," Lorelei shrugged.
"Mom..."
"C'mon," Lorelei pleaded, "just let me finish my coffee."
"You finished your coffee in the car."
"I did not," Lorelei scoffed, "are you accusing your mother of lying?"
"Yes, I believe I am."
"After everything that I've done for you?"
"C'mon, it won't be that bad," Rory tried to reason with her mom.
"Yes, I think it will."
"They said that they have a surprise for us," Rory said, trying to convince her mom to enter the house.
"And you think that that's a good thing?" Lorelei asked her daughter incredulously.
"Maybe," Rory tried, looking unsure.
Lorelei coughed. "I think I'm sick," she tried to convince her daughter.
"Mom," Rory sighed as she pulled her best friend/mom into the house.
"Girls, it's about time," Emily Gilmore sighed.
"There was traffic."
"Well, go on, are guests are waiting."
"Guests?" Rory questioned as she followed her grandmother, only to see none other than Tristan Dugrey and two people she could only assume to be his mom and dad having drinks with her grandfather.
"Rory," her grandmother started, "this is Tristan Dugrey."
"We've met," Rory said, her voice coated with ice.
"Bible Boy?" her mom whispered in her ear.
Rory nodded.
"Rory, sit next to Tristan," Emily ordered.
"But how will Rory and I secretly mock you if she's sitting all the way over there?" Lorelei asked innocently.
"Lorelei," Richard Gilmore said in a shocked tone, "we have guests."
Rory sat next to Tristan grudgingly.
"Hey Mary," he whispered to her.
Rory ignored him as she pretended to listen to whatever her grandmother was talking about.
"They like me," he informed her.
She didn't respond.
"I'm sure they wouldn't say anything if I took you upstairs right now and-" he said suggestively before Rory slammed her heel into his foot.
"So there's a dance at Chilton next week?" Emily asked.
Rory nodded as she tried to ignore Tristan.
"Tristan do you have a date?" Emily asked conversationally.
"No, ma'am," Tristan answered, smiling triumphantly at Rory, seeing where this was going.
"You should take Rory," Emily decided happily as if she had not planned this all out.
"Mom, I think that Rory can find a date for herself," Lorelei said, trying to help her daughter.
"I'm only suggesting..."
"Sorry," Rory interrupted, "I already have a date."
Emily wrinkled her nose as she said, " I thought you and that... Dean broke up."
"We did."
Tristan looked at her curiously.
"Then whose taking you?" he asked her, guessing that she was lying.
"Jess."
"Jess?" her mom exclaimed.
Rory sent her a look.
"Right," her mom agreed with a nod, "Jess."
"Whose his Jess?" Emily asked with disdain.
"An ex-convict," Lorelei said with all seriousness.
"Guests," Emily reminded her.
"My boyfriend," Rory lied.
Lorelei looked as though she was about to spit out her drink.
"Dinner's ready, Miss Gilmore," the maid informed her.
"Thank you, Elizabeth."
"I'm sure Jess would understand if you canceled," Tristan whispered to Rory when they were sitting at the dinner table.
Rory ignored him.
He put his hand on her leg.
Rory tried to shove it off but he just got a firmer grip on it.
"Get your hands off of me," Rory told him through gritted teeth.
"C'mon, Mare, you know that you like it," he teased her as he began to massage her leg.
"Go to the dance with me."
"I am going with Jess," she said for the fifteenth time, wondering how she was going to get him to agree to this.
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