Disclaimer: As we've established, nothing is mine but the o-so unoriginal plot. And none of the movies are mine either.
A/N:
Yea! I have Beatles fans reading this! I love them so much. As I always say, there are three things that would make me not like Jess: if he committed a serious crime, if he pressured Rory to have sex or if he says he doesn't like The Beatles.
It's my friend and I's last condition for dating anyone too. They must like The Beatles. They could be perfect in all other ways, but if they don't like the fab four they aren't an option ;)
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Know what is another good band? Flogging Molly. And The Pouges. Go listen. Now.
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Once again, I love all of you who reviewed. I really really do. You don't know how much I appreciate it.
And I'm sorry this took so long. See, I wrote it, and then the next day decided I didn't like it. And then it took me a long time to re-write it. A very extra long time. Like many many months. Most people who were reading this have probably forgotten about it. Oops.
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Rory ran into her room, flinging herself across her bed, sobbing. She wasn't quite sure why she was so upset. She didn't even love Dean anymore--fact much easier to admit now. But she was still upset. I shouldn't be, I should be relived. I AM relived, I'm just upset too… Dean was my first boyfriend, first kiss, first love, first everything. I don't love him, but he still represents so much…. She sighed. I wonder what mom'll say? Where is that woman anyway? Rory up and began walking around the house.
"Mom? Where are you?" Then she noticed the voice mail was blinking. She played back the message.
"Hey, Rory? I'm stuck at the inn. Well not stuck like as in can't get out…but anyway, there's this huge party tonight and we just learnt there ten more people then we thought. Sookie is spazing and catching things on fire. I have to reorganize the rooms…you know, inn stuff. So I won't be home until late Don't wait up. If you have time after the dance bring home some bikers please. Trash the house… Ok, got to go, Michel is yelling in French. Bye!"
Great. No mom. Is anything going to go right today? As if to answer her question a knock came at her window. She ran back to her room. A smile spread across her face. Jess. She opened the window quickly and let him in.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied, but a few tears escaped her eyes again.
"No you aren't." Rory shrugged.
"Where's your mom?" he asked.
"The inn." Jess smiled a little,
"Then I guess it's up to me to cheer you up."
"And how do you expect to do that?"
"First off cheerful music, always a must when you're upset." He turned to her cds. "So what do you want to listen too?"
"Hmm…Rent."
"That's not cheerful."
"I know. Just "Today 4 U" and "La Vie Boheme." For some reason those songs always make me happier."
"As you wish."
Ten minuets later Rory was smiling a bit.
"I can't believe you know all the words to 'La Vie Boheme' " she told Jess. He shrugged.
"You're happier now. But not completely cheerful. I want a very happy Rory before I leave."
"Well, will you do anything to make me happy? No, NOT like that!" She said, seeing his smirk.
"Yeah…why, what did you have in mind?"
"Movies!"
"So far this doesn't sound to bad…"
"Disney movies!"
"Ok, that's where it gets bad."
"Making fun of Disney movies is so much fun."
"Right…"
"No really, lets go get some. And candy too!"
Twenty minuets later they were back at Rory's, along with several large bags of candy and
An hour later Rory was asleep in Jess's arms. He sighed happily and closed his eyes, falling asleep too. Neither one heard the door open as Lorelei walked in.
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A/N: That chapter was really bad. Sorry. This story is far from over. Review please!
Oh, I was forcing my musical tastes on Rory and Jess again. If you have I problem with that, you know what, I really don't care.