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Chapter 7


Jane knew that her feelings for Josh were superficial, she didn’t know him at all, met him just
a few times and she was the one, who discovered his crush on Rory. Now she hoped, that she
failed at that and he hadn’t a crush on her friend Rory.

,,See”, Jane said ,,It’s totally stupid and the best is that I think he has a crush on you, that
makes it more complicated for me, but not less stupid.”

,,Jane, I told you before, I’m sure he has no crush on me. Honestly, I think he’s a freak and no
bad boy. He acts so stupid. You hadn’t have to sit in a van with him for about one and a half
hour. He’s extremely childish. He made dirty jokes and the best was that he and the others,
except Harry, were burping all time long. If that made up a bad boy I would be aware of them.
Forever.”

,,I know it’s stupid, so stupid. I don’t trust my feelings. Actually I’m childish too, I act like
I’m deeply in love with him, but I don’t know him at all, and hearing that he burps and makes
dirty jokes all time, makes my brain think he is extremely dumb. But my heart doesn’t care
about that. Oh my God Rory, I need distraction, right now.”

Rory, who really wanted to distract Jane, stopped talking about bad boys and dumb Josh. She
grabbed her fanny pack, which wasn’t lime green at all, but blue, so she couldn’t be the lime
green fanny pack girl with the gums, and put out a picture album, Lorelai gave her shortly
before her trip has started.
She gave it to Jane, who took a look at it, while Rory explained the pictures to her. There
where some of her as baby, many of her as teenager and the last ones added, were from the
Bon Voyage party, Luke had made up for her.

Finally, after a very long drive the Capaign Trail reached Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.

Rory just wanted to sleep, her day was one of the most bad days since Logan and her have
broken up.

James Inn wasn’t very luxerious, but as the Chief promised, he gave Rory the best room he
could get. It was a one bedroom, the bathroom had a tube and a shower and a separate toilette
room. The rest of the room wasn’t very luxerious, just a normal bedroom at an Inn, but Rory
didn’t care.

She fell asleep while listening to one of the CD’s Lane gave to her.

At morning Rory had the feeling, like all her energy got lost. She remembered Jane’s start-
the-morning-with energy-and-joy-ritual. After making sure, nobody could see or hear her,
Rory started the morning ritual, she tried her best to remember what moves and noises Jane
exactly had done.

She stamped as quietly as she could, turned around several times, she didn’t remember the
exact amount of turnarounds Jane had made then she sat down and crossed her feet.

Energy and joy, energy and joy, was all she was thinking about, trying to avoid
embarrassment of herself.
She took a very deep breath and started to imitate Jane’s noises.

,,Uiiiiweeeeee, eweeeh, uuuuu, weeeeehhh.”

Jane was right, there was defenitly a lot of joy coming from this ritual. Rory had to laugh, the
noises were too crappy to stay serious.

Ten minutes later someone knocked on her door. It was Jane, who was coming to pick her up for breakfast.

,,Rory? You look, ahm, …different, you didn’t take any illegal medicaments didn’t you?”
Jane didn’t mean it serious, she knew Rory had done something funny, she looked like someone, who just had plenty of fun. Or joy. Now Jane was suspicious.

,,You made my ritual, right? I see it’s sucessful. The joy part seems to be more than succesful, overwhelming or so.”

Rory, who was smiling brightly at Jane all the time, told her, that she really did the ritual and it was extremely fun.

,,You have to have joy, when you’re doing that. It’s awesome. After the Uiwee and eweeeh, I started imagine my mother doing the same. It was so much fun, that ritual fits her perfectly. I have to do that sometime with her.”