"You look like Clara Bow, in this light, remarkable,"
𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝟏-𝟑
𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐎𝐂𝐓 𝟏𝐒𝐓
𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 is the spitting image of Lorelai Gilmore only the fact she has Christopher...
CHAPTER THREE | "Friday Night Dinners? What's next Sunday Tea?"
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JADE GILMORE'S POV
"So, your sister is leaving this Stars Hollow Hellhole?" Heather asked, leaning against the locker door. "Yeah, but she seems excited about it," I responded, shoveling my books into my purple backpack.
"Can you move?" I heard a voice ask. "Oh, sorry," Heather apologized as she moved away from the locker, showing a brunette boy wearing a leather jacket with floppy hair.
"Goddamn lock, you would think the locks here are easy to use," The boy grumbled, struggling to turn the lock.
"This is a public school. The locks are as old as the janitors here," I commented, zipping up my backpack.
"I haven't seen you around before," Heather stated. "Oh, I just moved here, I'm from Chicago," The boy responded.
"Oh, what's your name?" I asked, sliding my heavy backpack on my shoulder. "Dean," Dean answered, introducing himself.
"Like James Dean kind of Dean?" I asked, fixing my hair against the mirror in my locker. "Yeah, except I don't have a James Dean daydream look in my eyes," Dean chuckled. "Ah, a Taylor Swift reference, classic," I returned the chuckle.
