Chapter 5: Rethinking By: Gigi

“Okay, Sookie, I know you’re happy and I’m happy too. But I kind of need to breathe!!” I gasp out as Sookie finally let go, a huge grin plastered on her face. I look into the reflection of the microwave. Yep, it’s all over my face that Luke and I just slept together. I’m grinning like an idiot. I’m so happy it makes me sick.

“Okay. Oh my god! I can’t breathe! I’m breathing out! But I can’t breathe back in!” Sookie is holding her stomach, doubled over. I don’t worry about her. She always does this when she’s excited. She was hyperventilating for ten minutes when Jackson proposed to her.

“Sookie, I’m going to go call Luke—” and ask him to meet me tonight at my house. We really need to sort out this whole Nicole thing. I mean, what if he doesn’t divorce her now? Now I’m all emotionally involved. Not to mention, I am doing it AGAIN! I did it with Christopher and now Luke! What is wrong with me? Am I so lonely that I’ll let any guy I have a thing for screw me then and there? Okay, get a hold of yourself, Lorelai. Take deep breaths. That’s it. Calm yourself down. You have an inn to run here. Deal with the Luke problem later. Okay. I’m calm now.

“You okay, honey?” Sookie is looking at me. She isn’t hyperventilating anymore. I nod, for I barely have the composure to say anything. I make a face to indicate me asking why she is worried. Sookie’s used to my faces. “You started breathing irregularly. You looked as if you were about to spontaneously combust.”

So much for composure.

“I’m fine. I just need to call Luke,” I say and hurry out of the kitchen. I lean back on the door and take a deep, relieved breath. Okay, time to call Luke. God, where is that stupid phone? Why is that when you don’t need the phone, it’s there and when you do, it’s not? Ugh! I’m babbling again. God, I’m annoying. How can people stand my incessant babbling? Ah, there’s the phone. Now what was Luke’s number again? Oh this is just getting ridiculous. I continue babbling in my head as I take the phone and go into the coat closet, away from Michele’s annoying rant. God, does that man have an off switch?

“Hello?” God, Luke’s voice is so nice! All strong and deep, it makes me want to tell him to get over here so I can kiss him. But no, that’s not the reason I called. Focus, Lorelai.

“Hey, Luke,” I finally manage to say as soon as I tell my head to shut up. “Umm, can we talk?” I am trying my best not to impulsively hang up. We need to talk about this. We need to figure out this thing with Nicole.

“Sure, what do you want to talk about?” God, Luke is so sweet. He already notices the uncertainty in my voice! Stop it, Lorelai! You are supposed to be telling him to meet you at home!!!

“Not like this, can you come over to my house around 7ish? You need to bring the food.” I say in a rush, feeling that I’ll puke if I don’t.

“Yeah, okay,” Okay, tell me again, why did I not kiss Luke BEFORE he met Nicole?

“And don’t bring anything healthy!”

“Lorelai, you need so—why do I even bother. So I’ll see you tonight?”

“See you tonight,” I flip the phone closed, knowing that this might be the world’s shortest relationship ever. Despite that, I still have a huge smile plastered on my face.