A/N : Hey :) I know I said I was going to work on the prequel to my Rory/Jess/Logan song-fic trilogy but this idea popped into my head tonight and I just couldn't ignore it; it's already taken a life upon it's self - it was only supposed to be a one-shot and already has multiple chapters! I'm not really sure where I'm going with it, but I promise it does have a plot (somewhat...basically I've just been typing what comes into my head!) and will lead to somewhere...

Also, the title comes from a Buckcherry song titled 'For The Movies', as does the lyrics in this chapter.

Disclaimer : While I do not own Rory, Jess, Lorelai, Luke, or any of the other Stars Hollow characters, I do own Season 02 on DVD (the best season for Lit) and the plot for this story. Oh, I don't own the Buckcherry stuff either...

Do you remember all our love

Did you get back from what you gave

I see some symptoms of

A past that you forgave


The guy behind the counter eyed her skeptically when she pointed out the picture. Taking in the design on his neck, she stared back with a raised eyebrow. Letting it go, he pulled a small slip of paper out from under the desk, sliding it plus a pen toward her.

She signed the waiver without really reading it.

She was over 18 & wasn't drunk.

Scratching around the bolt going through his eyebrow, the guy behind the counter took the sheet of paper and beckoned her to follow him around the side and toward a row of open doors down a short hallway. The walls were over done with drawings and cartoons of everything and anything. Hard-ish rock music got slightly louder as reached the last arch-way.

Rory followed him inside and took the seat, eyeing the walls with curiosity until he spoke up again, having set everything up.

"Where at?" he asked while slipping on a pair of latex gloves.

"Oh, um..."

She blushed under another one of his looks and fumbled with her hands. She had seen the tattoo sign and walked in the door on a impulse. She had picked he design on a impulse, seeing the small colored picture and instantly feeling a ache go through her chest.

Making a quick decision, she stated with forced calmness, "lower back."

He smiled with a small eye-roll.

"What? Not original enough?" Rory questioned, slightly defensive and oddly curious.

"Can I make a suggestion?" When she simply shrugged, he added, "upper thigh - front or back. Keeps it hidden until you want it to be seen."


He shrugged and waited, the wheels turning in her head.

"Fine, upper thigh. Back of it," Rory said finally. Smiling, she added, her voice slightly softer. "High back."

This time his smile was a full out grin.

I know it's not very long, but this story is kinda done in little 'snippets'. So let me know what ya thought!