"I vote three years," Mom said looking at our garage which was full of junk.
"Four," Rory muttered. "Eighteen," I piped up.
"Okay smarty pants, it wasn't eighteen," Mom rolled her eyes. "Okay, five then," I smirked. "Evil," Mom grumbled.
We were doing a big clear out on our garage so Lane's band could practice.
"Hezzy! Remember this?" Rory hugged a stuffed ball. "Hug-a-World!"
"Oh yeah, we were gonna go to Uzbekistan because you kept hugging it," I laughed. "Although, it's more like Hug-a-Canada."
"Can I keep it?" Rory asked Mom. "I'll wash it later," she agreed.
Rory put it down and continued rummaging through everything.
Hug-a-World suddenly started to move. "Aw, I think he's going to Uzbekistan without us," I pouted.
"Ew I hugged it!" Rory ran inside to take a shower.
***
The construction for the soda shop has officially begun. Poor Luke.
I was helping Lane's band set up the garage for their practice. "Now I'm never getting rid of you guys," I joked.
"I heard you got into a fight in your school," Zack piped up. "I did and I won," I smirked. "Francie is the new Chuck Presby."
"My God, I remember that!" Dave burst out laughing. "What are you on about?" Zack frowned at him.
"Do you remember Chuck Presby's really bad black eye in middle school?" Dave asked him.
"No way! That was her?!"
"Yep!" I smiled.
"So don't get on her bad side or else you'll be Chuck Presby," Dave joked.
"How's your arm?" Dave asked me. I looked at it. "Eh, it's alright, just wishing I stabbed her while I had the chance."
Then school rolled around, then student council. Paris surprisingly didn't kick me out, she was nice to me after the whole incident, so were Madeline and Louise.
Well, she was fifteen minutes late and Rory did a very dangerous thing.
Starting the meeting without her. "Is she suicidal?" Andrea asked me. "Yes," I mumbled.
"If everyone can take their seats we can call this meeting to order," Rory announced. "She's dead," Andrea whispered to me.
"Hang on!" Paris yelled as she came in. "I call this meeting to order."
"I literally just did that," Rory sighed. "I'm sorry I'm late," she said to all of us. "I had business to attend to, which I must share with you all. At the beginning of this year, when we were sworn in as you representatives, we all took an oath, which stated that our behaviour would be ethically, morally upstanding for as long as we were serving in public office. One has broken that oath, your Vice President!"
"I thought she was over that," Andrea whispered to me. "Looks like I was wrong," I grumbled. "Rory Gilmore has been conspiring with other factions at this school!"
"You're pathetic!" Rory yelled. "You gathered privileged information and shared it with the enemy and then there is treason! Trusting the person who attempted to carve up your twin sister Heather Gilmore like a Christmas turkey!"
"This is all because of Francie!" Rory yelled. "She was undermining you, blackmailing me, forcing me to meet in the parking lot, trying to hurt my sister! And by the way, everybody already knew about you and Jamie!"
"I move to put to a vote the impeachment of Rory Gilmore!" Paris stated. "Seriously?!" I complained. "This is getting stupid!"
"I agree," Mr Hunter piped up. "Then make her resign!" Paris yelled. "You resign!" Rory shouted.
Andrea stood up. "Both of you, put the personal crap aside and sit your butts down!"
***
Me and Rory joined Mom in Luke's for dinner. "Can't believe you agreed to go fishing when you don't know how to fish," I laughed, shovelling in my food.
"Why?" was the only question that Luke asked her. "Something I wanted to do," Mom mumbled.
Luke didn't really buy it. "You want to fish? And you're learning from a book?"
"Yes," Mom rolled her eyes. "Well Luke fishes, maybe he can teach you," I suggested.
"Thanks Heather," Luke grumbled. "Pleasure," I smiled.
I sat in the dining hall with Andrea. "Paris and Rory are in Charleston's office!" Andrea burst out laughing.
"For their feud? I didn't get into trouble for the whole Francie thing," I smirked. "That's because she swung at you with a weapon, now the school is using you as an example to get more blunt fencing swords," she told me.
"And my grandmother is threatening to sue her parents," I laughed.
"I mean she could've stopped when we gave her the chance, but no," Andrea shrugged.
"I thought everything with Paris and Rory was getting better?" I wondered. "We are on Paris' like list, we were just the accomplices, she's gonna be harder on Rory because of the whole president thing, hopefully Charleston won't rewrite the letters of recommendation," she muttered into her mashed potatoes.
"Hopefully," I sighed.
***
"We are never doing anything for you ever!" Rory yelled. "Aw don't be mad," Mom called from the living room.
"You set our alarms for a quarter past five in the morning! It's Sunday! The day of rest!" I ranted.
"Once we move out, you will pay," Rory grumbled. The doorbell rang and Mom let Alex, her fishing date, in.
"This is Rory, the angel twin and Heather, the demonic twin," Mom joked.
"It would've been nicer in daylight," Rory grumbled. "Your mom has never been fishing," he assumed once Mom left the room. "That obvious?" I wondered.
"I made lunch reservations at the Shahaela Lodge and Spa, will she like that?"
"Like is an understatement," Rory told him. "Okay, go back to sleep," he said and left the room. "I have to go to Lane's for a wedding," Rory told me. She followed me upstairs and flopped onto my bed. I lay down on my bed as well.
"Last couple of weeks have been rough," Rory mumbled. "Amen, wanna go for a walk, I can't go back to sleep?"
"I'm gonna fall asleep in your bed," Rory muttered. "I'll just go then," I yawned and threw a jacket over my pyjamas and put my boots on and walked out the door.
I threw my beanie on and I saw my fogged breath in the snow. I sat down in the gazebo and my phone started to ring. "Hello?"
"Why are you sitting in the gazebo at five thirty in the morning?"
Jess.
"Well why are you staring out the window at five thirty in the morning?"
"Touché. Stay there, I'm coming down."
He hung up and I saw him running across the street. He sat beside me and wrapped an arm around me. I lay my head on his shoulder. "The only time I'd ever think you'd be up this early is to go to Tessa's after forgetting to tell her who won the Oscars."
"That was one time," I protested. "My mom set my alarm really early and I couldn't go back to sleep."
"The fishing thing?"
"Yeah how'd you know?"
"Luke."
I nodded. "I've had a crazy week."
"How is your arm?" Jess looked down. "It's okay, stings every now and then," I told him.
"So, prom," Jess mumbled. "Huh?" I muttered. "Should we do it in Hartford or Stars Hollow?"
"I'd rather do prom here," I told him. "All my friends are here."
"Good, because Tessa had some foul words about the Chilton students," Jess laughed.
"Some are okay but unless you want to see a homicide take place, then we can go there," I joked.
"So, Heather Gilmore..will you go to prom with me?"
"Of course I will doofus."