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Chapter 1: Telling Rory I watched my daughter fall down to the ground, sobbing. I went to her, about to lend a helping hand. She turned away and went back in the house. I didn’t want her to feel this way, it wasn’t right. And especially over a boy, because I just know so much in that department. I followed her inside, but thought better of it when I heard the music coming out of her room, the song she plays when she wants to be alone with no interference from anyone. I would talk to her tomorrow. Morning came, and Rory was in the kitchen toasting some pop tarts. “Hey, pop one in for me too, will you?” Rory’s face stayed expressionless, as she toasted another one. “Rory, come here. Let’s go somewhere and leave all of this…mess behind us. Do you want to take another road trip?” ”Mom, are you serious.” “Come on, I’m always serious.” “Well what bright ideas do you have up your sleeve?” ”Why don’t you pack your things and trust me” Rory gave her the famous I-can’t-believe-you’re-my-mother look and said “We must go to Luke’s first.” Everything that had just happened replayed in my head. The kiss, oh, the kiss. Themost amazing 10 seconds of my life had happened last night and with all the excitement that happened after, I had completely forgot to tell my own daughter! Now she’s going to think I was keeping it from her. “Rory,” I said hesitantly, choosing my words carefully. “I have something to tell you, and I want you to listen from beginning until end. And…just, don’t kill me.” “OK, what are you trying to tell me?” ”It’s about me and Luke.” “Oh yes, the waltzing Luke. What happened with that?” “Something unbelievable. Indescribable. Oh! I have an idea. Let’s play the guessing game. I start a sentence, and then you guess what happened next.” “Mom, this isn’t day care.” ”Come on, just because you’re 19 doesn’t mean we can’t play games anymore.” Rory gives me a desperate look of plea not to play this game, but I know her, and it means “fine I’ll do it for my insanely odd mother.” “The last sentence before it happened was ‘Will you just stand still?’ “Hmm, you were doing one of your long rants about how you think coffee should come out of faucets instead of water and you got so into it you started doing an interpretive dance for it?” ”Not quite.” “Well, what then? The suspense is killing me., Rory said sarcastically. “Oh you’re no fun when you’re mad at me.” “Sorry, ok continue.” ”He had a dazed look on his face, and I realized he was looking at me…” “Because you never cease to blow him away” “Mom, that was a joke. Are you saying—“ “OK yes, he kissed me and I kissed him back. Luke and I kissed. Yes. There, I said it. And guess who it was interrupted by?” Rory doesn’t say anything. Her astoningishly blue eyes (who she got from me, might I add) are as big and as round as two shiny quarters. ”Rory, say something.” ”Wow, you and Luke!” ”Yes, well, what can I say?” ”Finally!” “um, excuse me? Rory stands up from the excitement this news has brought upon her. “Everyone knows that Luke has had his eye on you!” ”Well you need to get a new prescription for your imaginary glasses, because you have got this all wrong.” “Just ask anyone, he was waiting for you.” ”Prove it” “What?!” ”Show me that he has been ”waiting” for me as you obviously think. If you do that, we’ll stop playing the guessing game. “OK, deal. You dated Max, that guy from your business class, Alex, Jason,…” “So, what are you implying?” ”I’m just saying, he’s watched you go through all types of guys, and I can just tell he likes you.” “I still think you’re crazy.” “Let’s go to Luke’s, shall we?” “Rory, no. Don’t walk out that door, this discussion is not over!” “Don’t you want your Danish? It’s a Wednesday!” CUT TO LUKE’S I can’t believe my daughter has persuaded me to go to Luke’s after all the hubbub that went on just last night. I must be crazy. But I do want my Danish, along with the coffee…the closer we get to Luke’s the slower I walk. Rory is constantly tugging on my brand new jacket, pulling me towards what might be the doorway to heaven or hell, depending on what will happen next. To be continued... For all users that have not signed up for a domain name or a Premium Service from the Premium Services section, we require that your pages have our "Tracking Code" a small banner code that tells your users that the page is being hosted for free by FreeWebs. The Tracking code will appear on your site as it does below: |