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"What just happened?" He asked.
Luke laughed, patting his nephew on the shoulder. "You just got Gilmored."
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Sage Gilmore was-well, a Gilmore, to say the least.
Sarcastic, smart, kind, outspoken, dramatic. The usual when you're dealing with Gilmore's. But she wasn't an absolute golden child like her twin, Rory. She was good, yes, but she could also handle herself. She did what she wanted, much like her mother in that way.
But overall, she was good. Yeah, she made mistakes, she wasn't perfect. She knew that. But she was good.
Jess Mariano was the textbook definition of a bad boy.
Rude, arrogant, conceited, and unregretfully charming. People aren't really his thing, they never have been. He doesn't get along with anyone. Constantly getting into fights, barley passing in school.
His dad left and his mom's a mess. Leaving him to get stuck living with his uncle, in a small town outside of New York.
He isn't innocent, but neither is she. She's constantly warned about 'falling for the bad boy', but maybe, deep down he wasn't so bad. And maybe, deep down, she wasn't as good as everyone thought she was.
