Chapter 3: Why Would It Be About Jess?
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Chapter 3 : Why Would It Be About Jess?

 




Rory leaned her back against the door, locking it with her left hand.

“What are you doing?”

“Can I borrow this?” Jess asked, holding up a book.

Rory shrugged. “Sure—I don’t care. What were you doing just now?”

“Observing.”

“Observing my bedroom?”

“You have a nice room.”

“Um, thanks.”

“Does Dean come in here a lot?”

“We usually just hang out in the living room.”

“Why is that?”

“Jess—“

“Keep your voice down. You wouldn’t want to give me away, would you?”

He stood up and looked around. “How long am I going to have to stay in here, anyway?”

“I don’t know. It’s your own fault, though.”

Jess nodded. “I wanted to see if you wanted to borrow my book, and now I’m stuck in your room all night. My fault.”

“Not...all night,” Rory stammered.

“So, I know you’re hanging out with Bag Boy tonight, but what are you doing tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow?” Rory echoed.

“Yeah. There’s this movie playing that—“

“I can’t talk about this right now. I have to go back out there to Dean before he gets suspicious.”

“Well, he has a right to be.” He leaned forward and started whispering. “You have a GUY in your ROOM.”

“Jess!”

“Can I listen to the radio, by any chance?” Jess sat back, looking at her radio.

“NO.”

“Just thought I’d ask. Now go—go back to Dean.”

“I will,” Rory responded. She locked eyes with Jess. “Just be quiet.”

“I’ll try.”

“Jess—“

“Rory?” Dean called from the living room.

“Coming!” Rory exclaimed. She turned back to Jess. “You’re not going to make any noise, right?”

He thought about it. “I’ll make you a deal. You go to the movies with me tomorrow, and—no one will even know I was here.”

“But—“

“Tell him it’s just a ‘friendly outing’. It IS just a movie. What do you say?”

Rory bit her lip. “I don’t think Dean—“

“Why do you let him have so much control over you?”

Rory took a step back. “Excuse me?”

“Can’t you decide, by yourself, if you want to go with me to see a movie?”

“Good point,” she told him. “What’s playing?”



“What took so long?” Dean asked as Rory walked back into the living room. “And didn’t you go to your room to change?”

“I did.”

“But you didn’t change. And,” he added suspiciously, “I thought I heard you talking to someone.”

“I was talking to myself. I couldn’t find the outfit I wanted. I—I guess Mom has it.”

Dean looked at her for a moment longer, looking as though he didn’t quite accept her answer, but he let it slide.

“So did you pick out the movie?”

“Like ten minutes ago,” Dean mumbled.

“I’m sorry,” Rory apologized. “You know, we don’t HAVE to watch a movie...” She trailed off and Dean glanced at her with a grin on his face.

“What did you have in mind?”

She leaned closer and gave him a kiss, shrugging. A sudden thought occurred to her. More like a plan, really. She pulled away.

“What now?” Dean asked.

“I just remembered something I have to tell my mom.”

“So write it down and tell her later.”

“No, I’m serious. We have to go to Luke’s.”

“Is this really about your mother...Or about Jess?”

Rory bit her lip, thinking about Jess in her room that very second. “Of course it’s about my mom,” she exclaimed. “Why would it be about Jess?”

Dean sighed. “Alright,” he said, standing up. “Let’s go.”

They walked to the front door, and just as Rory was about to open it, the doorknob turned in her grasp and the door was flung open.

“Lorelai,” Dean greeted. He smiled down at Rory. “Now we don’t have to go anywhere.”

Rory nodded, her plan crumbling before her. She bit her lip, trying to think of a new plan to get Dean out of the house. How was she supposed to get Jess out?

“Hey hun.” Lorelai smiled. “Hey Dean.”

Lorelai walked into the living room. “What are we watching?”

“Nothing yet,” Rory replied.

Lorelai turned around. “Nice...” she trailed off, a grin on her face. Rory shook her head. “Or not so nice. Rory, can I talk to you for a second?”

Rory headed into the kitchen and Lorelai turned back to Dean. “Make yourself comfortable. In fact, start the movie. We’ve seen these like a thousand times anyway.”

Dean smiled politely, sitting back on the couch. “Alright...” he said, a bit confused.

Lorelai followed Rory into the kitchen. “Rory, did—“

Rory shook her head, looking at her bedroom door, then looking down.

Lorelai watched her daughter, then walked over to her bedroom door and opened it in one quick motion.

There lay Jess, sleeping on Rory’s bed.

“Get him out, get him out NOW!” Lorelai hissed.

“I’m sorry, Mom. He—“

“Ror, we’ll talk about this later. I’m saying this for your sake, as well as for Dean’s—GET JESS OUT.”

“Can you—“

“Can I distract Dean so you can get that little rat out of here? Is that what you were going to ask?”

“Well...yeah. I’ll owe you one...”

Lorelai sighed, taking in her daughter’s pleading expression. “Alright!” she cried. “I’ll do it.”

She went back into the living room. “Oh wow! This is my favorite part!”

“Um...this is still the previews.”

“I know.”

“Your favorite part of this movie is the previews? Maybe we should watch a different movie...”



“Jess!” Rory whispered, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

He didn’t move, so she shook him. He still lay motionless, so she bent over and got in his face, preparing to yell in his ear if she had to.

Suddenly he sat up, and they nearly knocked heads. His face was inches from hers, and gradually getting closer. Just as their lips were about to touch, Rory said,

“You have to get out.”

“Excuse me?” Jess asked, pulling back.

Rory, breathing heavily, put her hand to her head. “Dean’s still here. I have to get you out!”

Jess nodded, standing up. He grabbed the book that he was going to borrow and headed to the door.

“After you,” he said flatly, holding open the door.

Rory stuck her head out of the room and caught Lorelai’s eye. She nodded, so Rory led Jess from her room and tiptoed to the kitchen door. She opened it and Jess walked outside.

“See you tomorrow,” she called in a whisper, but he was already gone.



 

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