Chapter 2
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A/n : same as before except now has jess’s thoughts.. rory though = thinkthinkthink , jess thought = <<thinkthinkthink>> got it?

Chapter two: …teacher/student relationships, How close is too close?

Ok for some weird, wacko, crazy, my-mother type reason I have ‘billy don’t be a hero’ in my head.

Damn the radio.

Damn it.

Ugh. I hate flying, I’m so tired.

I did not, no…could not (!) sleep last night.

I guess I had too much to think about.

Oh, and paris caught me talking to my reflection in the mirror – she’s calling her psychiatrist for me when she gets home.

She said she isn’t that surprised, considering who my mother is.

I don’t know whether to take that as an insult or not.

I say not. Cos I’m too tired to actually think about this.

…billy, don’t be a hero dododododododoooo…

since when do I get a anti-war campaign song into my head. Ick.

Mmm I want some more of those peanuts…maybe paris will -

Rory turns to paris but it was no use, not only was paris snoring lightly but all her peanuts were gone too.

Darn it.

"Good afternoon this is your pilot speaking, we will shortly be arriving In hartford. Please take this opportunity to have a final bend and stretch before landing. May I remind you that the no-smoking signs are still on and feel free to look through our emergency brochure…"

well that’s comforting. The pilot telling us to read it quickly now so that if he does wrong in the landing we will know what to do…

mmmmhmmmmhmmm…

billy don’t be a hero.. dododododod

you know that song reminds me of jess.

Wow, gee that was random!

That song makes me think of war, which makes me think of a conversation I had with jess a while back…

-You’re gonna crawl around in trenches and stand on top of buildings and have bombs going off in the background and some wars raging all around you?

-- What, you don’t think I can do it?

- No, I do. Just sounds a little too – .

-- A little what?

- Just sounds a little too rough for you.

-- Well, it’s not a little too rough for me. I hope it’s not a little too rough for me, I’ve been talking about this forever. I mean, I don’t even know what I would do if – .

- Hey, I didn’t mean to freak you out. I’m sorry. I’m sure you’ll do it. You will, I promise. I’ll help you practice, okay? Tomorrow, you’ll stand in the middle of the street and I will drive straight at you screaming in a foreign language.

-- Well, you’re gonna have to learn a foreign language first.

- Well, it’s lucky I’ve got me a tutor, isn’t it?

Rory smiled at the memory and treated herself to a small chuckle

He is such a smartass. Really.

About an hour later Rory was finally sitting in the diner with her mother, drinking her elixir or life – coffee.

I can just imagine the day coffee runs out here – we’d all burst into song like in that musical .. oh I dunno the name that one about succeeding in business without really trying? Yea the one that goes

‘if I can’t take, my coffee break – my coffee break, my coffee break – if I can’t take, my coffee break- something inside me dies – lies down and something within me dies!’ then the cast collapses..

ahhh I can just see mom doing that.

Lorelai looked at rory over her coffee bowl and noted the small smile playing on her lips, she smirked

"hey rover, what are you smiling at?

Rory’s eyes refocused on lorelai,

"rover?"

lorelai shrugged, "hey, I thought it was cute"

rory rolled her eyes, "hmm sounds too much like that sesame street monster"

"grover? That blue one?"

"yea, that one"

"he freaked me out…

" – me too"

"I had nightmares"

" – scary ones!"

"lets never speak of this again"

"noted."

They went back to their coffee. A few minutes later, lorelai’s head snapped up again,

"HEY! You dodged the question!"

rory smirked, "and very well I might add"

lorelai pouted, " mean."

Suddenly a booming shout came from upstairs,

"JESS!"

oh no…what am I going to say to him? he’s not coming down here is he? What am I gonna do? What will I –

But rory’s thoughts were cut short and the ‘nice young hoodlum’ himself appeared at the bottom of the stairs. He was pulling on his jacket while blatantly ignoring luke’s shouts. As he pulled the final sleeve onto his arm he looked up and saw rory. Their eyes locked.

A million words were flying their way through the eye contact – words of hurt, pain, rejection, want, need, affection…

In the middle of it all sat lorelai.

She looked at rory.

She looked at jess.

She looked at rory looking at jess.

She looked at jess looking at rory.

She looked at her coffee.

She smirked.

She drank her coffee.

Jess grabbed his keys off the counter and stormed out of the diner.

Lorelai turned to her daughter, who was staring after him,

"ok, rory! see you at home!"

rory slowly turned, "where are you going?"

her mom rolled her eyebrows, " I’m staying here to talk to luke – you on the other hand are going to go and talk to jess."

Rory’s eyes bulged, " but I-"

"QUICK! You’ll lose him!"

rory quickly kissed her moms cheek and ran out of the diner.

She stopped in the street – she couldn’t see him anywhere.. She wrung her hands and bit her bottom lip.

He had to have gone somewhere…

And then her legs started moving instinctively towards the bridge,

He’s got to be there, that’s his favorite place here…

As soon as she got there she could see him, sitting on the edge of the brigde – legs dangling over the side, cigarette resting between his fingers. He didn’t even look up, he just said,

"…like a moth to the flame."

<<she just keeps on coming to me, even though I’m no good for her. even though she doesn’t want me. she just keeps on coming.>>

jess smiled a little

<< its like that moth in ‘a bugs life’.. going to the bug zapper ‘don’t go to the light’ one bug says but the other is hypnotised and in a drugged voice cries’ I can’t help it’…. Is that what its like for rory? Just some unexplainable urge to be near me? what is it that drugs her? the reading? The smartass attitude? I don’t get this girl… she drives me up the wall, round the world and through the sea… but .. I think I love her…>>

She didn’t ponder his words, but just sat down next to him.

God, this is hard – why won’t he say something. What should I do? What should I say?

<<she comes here, but she doesn’t say anything? And the point of it all is…>>

"how was washington?" he asked, still not looking at her.

<<wow, mariano, you outdid yourself there.>>

"Fine, I guess… except.. you know.." she trailed off.

It was lonely, boring, all I could think of was you…

He took his legs from over the edge and crossed them as he turned to her,

<<alright, enough of this>>

"what are you doing here, rory?"

she turned to meet his gaze,

god I could drown in those eyes…

"I … wanted to see you…" see stammered.

The corners of his lips twitched, as if trying to hide a smile.

<<yet again.. moth to the flame…does she know that fire burns?>>

She continued,

"I wanted to ask you something."

He raised his eyebrows, "oh?"

Rory turned away from him and faced the water again,

Oh my god how am I going to do this. How am I going to phrase this?

She glanced at him again and blushed

What will his response be? Ugggggh… can’t do this… can’t do this…

"umm…would you… would…uh…do you like turnips?"

<< nice try, rory… I’ll play>>

"well they’re not my favorite appetiser, but as vegetables go they’re ok."

there comes that smartass side again… gee…

"okay so you know that wasn’t what I wanted to ask you."

"really? Cos I do love a good talk about potatoes if you feel like a change of subject."

Rory glared at him,

He put his hand to his heart,

"great god, was I just the recipient of one of the great rory gilmores world renowned withering stare?"

she laughed, he nudged her lightly,

"well, what would you like to ask me, rory?"

goood question.

"would you… " she looked at her nails, "well, you see, I have dean, I know this. But I want to… I want to…"

she trailed off, arms flailing searching for the right words.

"experiment?" he asked, with his trademark smirk.

"Exactly," she said, meeting his eye, " I want to know whether you… whether you would… teach me?"

<<teach her? let her experiment on me?… what like some laboratory rat? I don’t think…but…

maybe this is my only chance… to be with her…to touch her.. to hold her…oh what I would give…>>

Jess shrugged, "ok."

What. What? What?!! WHAT!?

"excuse me?"

"I said ok."

she sat back , "oh.."

am I really ready for this? Is this what I want? … I mean what about dean?

Nah he wouldn’t find out..

But what if he did..

Its only a little harmless fun.. it doesn’t mean anything – its not as if I …

Love jess.

Is it?

"rory?"

"hmm?"

he leaned in closer, "you think too much."

She let out a breath, "oh."

 

 

 

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