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Rory stormed into the house, conflicted greatly. She wasn't sure whether she should be angry at herself or Jess. You stared at her curiously, setting your book down. "Hey, your mother let me in. I was looking all over for you."
"I hate Jess! I hate his stupid hair and the way he styles it! I hate that smug look he has on all the time! I hate him!" Rory, not normally the one for outbursts of emotion, stomped to her room and tried opening the door, but you were quick to stand up and stop her.
"Woah, woah, woah, slow down a second," Rory turned to face you with red cheeks, presumably from anger. "What's going on?"
Rory pushed some hair out of her face and tried to control the shakiness in her voice. "Jess kissed me, (Y/N)! What am I going to tell Dean?" Your eyes widen with shock and you tried to hide the giggle that had escaped.
"Well, if he kissed you, I'm sure Dean will get it, he'll tear Jess' head off, but he'll get it." Rory looked down in shame. "I mean, you didn't kiss back, right?"
