Title: Razor Scars
Author: Psyc0gurl0
Disclaimer: I own no one. The awesome long lived Amy does! Long live Amy! Yeah. None of it belongs to me! 'Cept the story line.
Couples: Rory/Jess, Lorelai/Luke, very very little Logan/Rory (cause I don't like them) oh, and Dean/Rory but even less then Logan and Rory.
Summary: Chain smoking teenager with a slutty reputation and a bad attitude towards authority, yep that's Rory Gilmore. Quiet wholesome boy who reads a lot and attends school everyday without getting into fights, yep that's Jess Mariano. What if Jess was the good boy and Rory the bad girl? Jess and Rory switch roles, but will they still fall in love?
Author's Note: So, this is my first ever Gilmore Girls fic. Pretty excited, I must say. The chapter title is by Diesel Boy. The characters are pretty OOC since they're swtched attitudes but I still tried to make them try to their original characters. I hope you guys like it! Hm...not sure what else to say...hm.
Chapter: 1 A Thousand Cigarettes
The cigarette caught fire once the Zippo opened. The fragile girl took a long drag on her Marlboro and looked across the small town with disdain. She put the cigarette back in her mouth and started to walk towards the smiling lady holding coffee.
The lady's smile wilted a little upon seeing the thin white stick sticking out of her daughter's mouth.
"You can't do that in my house." were the first words out of Lorelai Gilmore's mouth.
"Gee, nice to see you to Lorelai, how many years has it been? 5? 10? 15?" Rory Gilmore said smirking at her mother.
Lorelai sighed and put the coffee to her lips. "I brought you coffee."
"I don't drink coffee." Rory said smugly. She knew just the ways to get under her mother's skin.
"Well, hasn't Sherry and Christopher taught you well." Lorelai said her voice giving off resentment.
"They try." Rory said shrugging then taking another drag on her cigarette which was burning away fast.
"You're going on the patch tomorrow." Lorelai said.
"Over my dead body."
"Your body will be dead if you don't stop."
"Maybe that's what I want." Rory whispered flicking the burnt cigarette to the ground.
She stomped on it with a sharp black leather boot to make sure it was all the way out. She didn't want to burn down the town...yet.
"Don't say that, Rory. Now! I bet your super hungry. I'll take you to a fabulous place."
"Gee, can't wait." Rory said bitterly picking her suitcase and backpack up.
Lorelai chose to ignore her words and started chatting merrily about Luke's.
They arrived there in a short amount of time and Rory dragged her stuff into the diner. She glared at anyone that dare say anything to her.
She was not happy and her mother was being too chatty for her own comfort. Rory could talk someone's ear off, but not when she was in this mood. Her friend's called this mood her 'mono mood' meaning she would answer only in monosyllabic answers.
"So, where do you want to sit?" Lorelai asked looking around the diner.
"Wherever." Rory said looking around.
She wasn't sure how to react. When her mother came to visit her in New York she would talk about Luke's all the time. In truth, Rory thought it would be bigger or at least more extravagant.
"LUKE!" Lorelai yelled waving her hand like she was saying 'Bon Voyage' on the Titanic.
"Stop yelling Lorelai! I'm across the diner not on the other side of the world!" The man named Luke yelled angrily from the kitchen.
Rory smirked in amusement and waited for the infamous Luke to come out.
"Here. Burger, fries, more coffee. Everything you need to drop dead from a heart-attack." Luke said handing Lorelai a plate and poured her more coffee. It was only then that he realized she was sitting with someone else.
"Who are you?" Luke asked looking at Rory.
He took in her black tube top, black leather coat, ripped jeans, black rimed blue eyes, and blood red lips. Oh, he also couldn't skip over the blue tips of her hair. He couldn't remember seeing her in Stars Hollow.
Ever.
"Rory Gilmore." Rory said plastering on a fake smile.
"Lorelai's infamous daughter? Well, welcome!" Luke said his face breaking into a huge smile.
"I can't wait for you to meet my nephew, I told him all about you! Well, everything Lorelai told me. She's been gushing about you for weeks, ever since your dad called! Gosh, it's great to meet you. Lorelai told me that you're such a great student! Jess, is a great student too! Are you going to the high school? If you are, you guys can walk together and everything." Luke said smiling at the unenthusiastic girl.
"Neat." she muttered standing up.
"I'll see you later Luke, Lorelai." Rory said grabbing her bag and suitcase.
"Where do you live?" Rory said just before she reached the door.
"A couple blocks away. Are you sure you don't want to eat? Aren't you really hungry?"
"No."
"Not even a hamburger?"
"I'm a vegetarian." Rory said deadpanned.
"Oh." Lorelai said looking at Luke who looked surprised.
"Where do you live?"
"Here, I'll write the address." Lorelai quickly wrote it and handed it to Rory.
"Bye!" Lorelai yelled as the diner door slammed shut.
"Wow." Luke said after Rory left.
"Yeah."
"She's...quiet."
"She's still getting used to the place."
"Well, I'm sure in a few days she'll love it."
"Yeah. Right." Lorelai said looking out the window in the direction Rory went.
Rory walked the streets looking for her new home. When she was at least a block from Luke's she took a cigarette out and lit up. Taking a long drag on the burning stick she smiled feeling a lot better. Finally she found the small house and entered it. She was surprised to find it open and allowed herself in.
"Hm." she muttered looking around the small house.
It was a lot smaller then her dad's penthouse. But oddly she found it comforting. She dropped her stuff on the couch and went into her bag and brought her purse out and a book. She shoved her Zippo and Marlboro's in the purse along with her cell, sidekick, and Ipod. She held onto her latest book and walked out of the house. She didn't even bother picking anything up that had dropped from her bag.
Taking her third Marlboro out of the day she started to explore the tiny town trying to find somewhere to read. She found a Gazebo across from the diner and walked into it still smoking the cigarette.
"Your new." a voice said behind her.
Rory looked up from her book and took the Marlboro out of her mouth.
"Can I help you?" Rory asked raising an eyebrow.
"Your new." the person repeated.
"Yeah, I got that." Rory said standing up and fully turning towards the person.
She put the Marlboro back in her mouth and took a long drag. The person stared at her with a mixture of disgust and interest.
"You smoke."
"Wow, give the boy a gold star. What can I do for you? I have to warn you though, if it's sexual I need dinero." Rory said with a smirk at the boy's face.
"I'm Dean Forrester."
"Fantastic. I'm Ms. Personality." Rory said squishing her Marlboro on the bench she was previously sitting on.
"Those aren't healthy."
"Really now? I thought they were chuck-full of vitamins. Now, what can I do for you Dean?" Rory said putting her hands on her hips.
"Well, I...I saw you. I was watching you read and...there's this party tonight at a friend of mine's house. Do...you wanna go?" Dean said stuttering over his words.
Rory stared at him for a minute trying to make up her mind. She bit her lip and continued to stare at him.
"Well, first off, that's creepy. You stalking me. Then second of all...pick me up at 8."
Whatever she had nothing else to do tonight, except bound with her new mother. The mother that didn't even want her...
Dean smiled and nodded.
"Ok. Where do you live?"
Rory handed him the address that her mother had handed her a few hours earlier.
"Hey! You're Lorelai's daughter. Rory, right?"
Rory smirked.
"Sure am." she said crossing her arms and staring at him.
"How do you know my mother?"
"I cleaned her gutters one time. Plus...everyone knows each other in Stars Hollow."
"Small town charm." Rory said sarcastically.
"That's what's great about it." Dean said not getting her sarcasm.
"What are you doing tonight? I thought we'd catch a movie." Lorelai said coming home a few minute before 8.
"Can't. Going out." Rory yelled from the bathroom upstairs.
Lorelai smiled amused that her daughter had made herself so at home. "Why? And with who?"
"Some guy invited me to a party." Rory said looking in the mirror and doing her eyeliner. She heard Lorelai come up behind her and knew she was looking over her outfit.
"Whose this guy?"
"Dean Forrester." Rory said leaning back and fixing her hair.
She smiled a little, satisfied with her reflection and turned to look at her mother.
"How do I look?" Rory said making a posing face.
Lorelai looked at her confused.
"Fine. And Dean Forrester?"
"Yes. Why does he have a bad rep?" Rory asked smiling happily.
"No, it's just...he's nice. Great. Maybe you'll get to make new friends. So you'll be back at 11?"
"Ha. More like 4."
"4? Really? How about 12."
"3."
"1."
"2."
"1:30."
"2."
"1:45."
"Fine. 1:45." Rory said rolling her eyes as the bell rang.
"Gotta go, Prince Charming is here."
"See you at 1:45!" Lorelai yelled as Rory slammed the door shut.
"Do you want me to meet Lorelai?"
"I thought you knew her." Rory said getting into Dean's beat up car.
"I do. I just figured—"
"Don't. It's fine. Let's just go. Whose house are we going to?"
"A guy named Dave. You don't know him."
"Great." Rory said flipping her hair.
"You look nice." Dean said smiling at her.
Rory smirked. She was wearing a short jean skirt, fish nets, her black leather jacket over a wife beater, and her signature black boots with the 3 inch heel.
"We're here!" Dean said getting out of the car.
Rory opened the door and started to walk to the door. It looked like a quiet small town house.
Nothing special.
"Are you sure we're at the right place." Rory said waiting for Dean at the door.
"Yep."
He rang the doorbell and Rory looked annoyed. What the hell kind of person rings the doorbell at a party? At the parties she was custom to people just burst in and 9 times out of 10 the people didn't even know the host.
The door opened immediately a tall skinny guy greeted them merrily.
"Hey Dean. And...you are?" Dave asked looking at Rory.
"Rory." Rory said pushing past Dave and into the house.
It was a considerably large party by small town terms, but a small party by Rory's terms. She stepped away from Dean walking around the party looking for someone more interesting to talk to.
Or at least to look at.
"Wow. Are you the stripper?" some guy asked her.
Rory raised an eyebrow at him and leaned in towards the drunk high schooler.
"Would you like me to be? I can perform your wettest wildest dreams, baby. Just say the word and pay up." Rory whispered in his ear.
The boy's eyes widened to the size of saucers.
"Oh. My. God."
Rory smirked at him and sized him up.
"But I only do guys with dick's over 2 inches. Sorry." she said turning and walking into the kitchen to get some beer.
She heard the guy groan and she smiled pleased with herself.
"Beer?" she asked some guy holding a cup.
"Over there." the guy said pointing to a keg on a table.
No one was around it, which she found relatively strange. She took a cup and poured beer.
"I like your hair. I wish my mother would let me do that." Rory looked to see a short Korean girl talking to her.
"My mom didn't. My dad did. Well actually he didn't even really allow it."
"Cool, rebel. I'm Lane."
"Rory."
"Your new."
"So I've been told." Rory said taking a sip of beer.
"Are you going to the high school?" Lane asked glancing at the keg then Rory.
"Is that beer?"
"Of course. It's the only thing that will get me through tonight. God, could this party suck anymore?" Rory blurted.
"It's my boyfriends 16th birthday party." Lane said blankly.
"Sorry. I'm new here. Just moved from New York." Rory said taking another sip.
"Oh, so your Lorelai's kid?" Lane asked smiling.
"Yeah."
"When did you get here?"
"Today." Rory said sighing. "Look, I'm not really good at this small talk thing. I'm going to the high school next week. Is that where you go?"
"Yes, that's where I go. Maybe, we'll have classes together."
"Maybe." Rory said looking around the kitchen.
"How did you get invited?"
"Dean Forrester." Rory said taking her Marlboro pack out. She offered Lane one when she saw her staring at them.
"You smoke." Lane stated.
"Yeah. It seems to be a large surprise around here. It's like no one's ever seen a cancer stick."
Lane laughed at that. "No one's used to it. Small town. Everyone's in each other's business. It's different from New York."
"I'm sure." Rory said taking her Zippo out.
"I'll see you around, Lane. Maybe at school or something." Rory said stepping outside with her beer and cigarette.
There were a few people outside and Rory went to sit on a swing on the porch. A guy sat at the end of the swinging bench reading a book. She smirked when she saw it was Howl. Cigarette in one hand and her beer in the other she leaned over and read over his shoulder.
He jerked away from her surprised at anyone being that close.
"Sorry." Rory said smirking and taking a long drag on her cigarette.
"Good book." she added pointing to the book.
He smiled at her.
"You've read it?"
"Once or twice."
"Really?" he asked surprised.
"What a girl can't read?"
"N-no. Just that...you don't look the type."
She raised an eyebrow at him and set her beer down.
"I read." she stated finishing her cigarette and putting it in the beer to extinguish it.
"I don't, however, like this party."
"I'm sorry to hear that." the guy said.
"What's your name?" Rory asked.
"Jess."
"Ahh. You're the famous Jess I've been hearing about." Rory said smirking.
"I'm famous?"
"Only in small circles. So...Jess what do you do for fun around here?"
"Nothing much. This is the most fun we've had in months."
"Huh." Rory said taking another cigarette out.
"Those will kill you."
"I've read the warning label."
"Have you read the ingredients?"
"I know, I know. Totally disgusting, but it's a habit. Can't help it."
"You could go on the patch."
"You sound like my mother."
"Whose your mother? I've never seen you before."
"Lorelai. Your uncle's pretty friendly with her." Rory said smirking.
"Yeah. I've noticed. So your Rory?"
"Sure am."
"Huh. I pictured you differently."
"Really? How did you picture me?" Rory asked moving closer.
"Differently."
"How different?"
"I pictured you...less pretty...and not smoking." Jess said blushing a little.
Rory smirked, but moved closer. While doing so she extinguished her cigarette again in the beer with its companion.
"Hm. You think I'm pretty." she whispered leaning in closely.
"I-I—sorry. I-I m-mean." Jess stuttered as he felt her breath on his upper lip.
Despite having a cigarette earlier she smelled nice, like, strawberries. She moved the last few inches and their lips were on each other. He was surprised at the aggressiveness of her. He could tell she had a lot of experience. She slowly moved on top of him till she was straddling him. He felt her hands move up his chest. One went under his shirt and he shivered at the contact of her cold hand on his bare chest. The kiss deepened and he heard himself moan. She was a damn good kisser. His hands tangled themselves in her hair and he broke away from lack of air.
"Wow." he breathed.
She took a few breaths then latched herself again to his lips. This time he was ready. What he wasn't ready for were her small hands traveling south to his jeans.
"Wait." he breathes breaking away.
She rolled her eyes and slowly undid his top button.
"Come on. Live dangerously." she said quietly putting her lips back on his.
"Rory? Are you—Jess." Dean said surprised to see the two making out.
"Jess and Rory. Wow." Dean said as Rory pulled herself away from Jess.
"Just havin a bit of fun, Forrester." Rory said stepping off the bench and walking to Dean's side.
She fixed her skirt and whipped where she thought her lip gloss had gone. She gave Dean a smirk then turned to Jess who was still in a daze.
"Anyway, I gotta go, gotta be home by 11." she said taking another cigarette out and lighting it.
"See you later." she said kissing Dean on the cheek.
"Bye Jess." she said throwing a smirk at him. She walked away swinging her hips and smoking a cigarette. She pretended to ignore Dean's and Jess' eyes on her.
(A/n: So? First chapter? what do you guys think? reviews anyone?)