The Gilmore Twins

~4~

"That's nice." I say after Rory sprays whipped cream in her mouth.

"Thank you."

"Okay don't move please."

"So why are you insisting on doing this?"

"Well because you're starting privet school tomorrow."

"Yes but I'm going to be wearing shoes. Nobody is going to see my feet"

"Okay but everyone knows that private school girls are bad. And bad girls always wear red nail polish. Are you nervous?"

"About what?"

"Starting Chilton."

"Well I wasn't until I heard about all these bad girls."

"Guys, guys new CD. XTC 'Apple Venus Volume 2'!" Lean says running into the house waving it in the air and I run after her.

"But you only finished half my toes." Rory yells from the porch swing.

"Who cares?! You're gonna be wearing shoes anyway!" I yell putting the CD in the stereo and we dance the night away.

"Mom!" I hear Rory yell. "Get up it's seven ten."

She must have slept in. It runs in the family. I drag myself out of bed, turn on my stereo and hobble to my dresser to get changed. I listen to 'Everybody wants to rule the world' as I dance around my room. I get changed into my worn-out Boston t-shirt, some old ripped jeans because I'm working after school and can't be stuffed getting changed and my dads 1985 black leather jacket. I put my hair up in a messy bun with strands of hair falling down my face and my mother opens my bedroom door. I laugh as I look at her choice of clothing. A bright pink shirt, ripped jean shorts, brown leather boots and a ponytail.

"What?"

"Nothing I just didn't realize the rodeo was in town." I say covering my mouth.

"That's what I said." Rory says from behind her.

"Alright I'm taking Rory to school."

"In that?"

"Yes, I didn't have time to pick up the dry cleaning. We're going now."

"Okay have fun. Oh and Rory, good luck."

With that my door closes I hear them leave the house and I turn up my stereo and let lose. I finally walk out the door and head to school my walkman blasting Kate Bush in my ears. I get to the front steps of school and see Lane changing into clothing that her mother would not approve of which is part of the whole reason she does it also because she likes it. I walk through the door and walk to my locker and grab out my Geography and my English books, close my locker to jump at a tall English guy smiling at me and talking. I take off my headset and speak.

"I'm sorry what?"

"I said do you wanna catch a movie this weekend?"

"Sure, I'd love to. What we watching?"

"Ah see it's a surprise. Be ready by 9 on Saturday I'll pick you up we can grab something to eat first."

"Okay. Where we eating?"

"Surprise."

"Well is it fancy or casual."

"Casual."

"Alright well it's a date."

"I said nothing about it being a date."

"Oh uh I just assumed bec-"

"I'm kidding. Yes, it's a date."

"Don't do that." I say punching him.

"Um ow. Come on we have Geography."