Chapter 1

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Rory was waiting in line at the coffee cart before her first class that morning. She pulled her jacket tighter around her, November in New Haven was a brutal time to be standing in line outside. She was eager to get to her next class, she was in her Junior year and she had learned that the work load became more difficult, but her classes were far more interesting.

She made it to the front of the line and ordered a large black coffee, this was her first cup today and she was anxiously waiting for it. The man at the cart handed it to her and she paid him. Rory smiled warmly as she was about to take her first sip when she felt some one bump in to her back. She nearly dropped her cup but managed to hold on to it. She turned around to see a blonde man walking backwards and a blonde girl trying to get his attention. "Logie," she called out and Rory now knew who had bumped into her. The girl had blonde hair and such little clothing Rory was surprised she hadn't frozen by now. "Ugh," she said under her breath, but the man heard her.

"Excuse me? I'm sorry for bumping into you, but-," he started before he saw who it was he had bumped into. He looked into her bright blue, fiery eyes that were now filled with anger and irritation. A smirk immediately took over his features, "Ace," he said slightly surprised, he hadn't seen her in about a week.

"Logan," she said mocking his tone. She turned to walk away and started off toward her classroom. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him catch up and fall into step with her.

"Angry is a good look for you," he commented, still smirking.

"Invisible is a good look for you," she said, walking a bit faster but he caught up.

"Where's the fire?" he asked, referring to her fast pace.

"I don't know, let me know when you find it. Bye Logan," she said and ducked into her next class.

He stopped let out an audible sigh when she left. As much as he enjoyed these verbal sparring matches with Rory that one was far too short for his liking and she still hadn't changed her opinion of him.

He couldn't believe it had been over four months since he met her. She had been in her hallway putting up posters of Asher Flemming and from there he kept seeing her. It had been only a week ago that he had taken her to the Life and Death Brigade event and after their jump he really thought things were turning around, that maybe she was starting to like him. Turns out he was wrong. He was the only one remotely considering that route for the two of them. And who was he kidding, he didn't do relationships so there would never be that route for the two of them.

Rory Gilmore hated him. The thought of that made his stomach churn and he felt sick. There was nothing he could do to stop that feeling, four months of it had taught him that. He would have to get over it, but that was turning out to be much easier said than done and he could still have some fun.

Making up his mind he slipped into the classroom she had gone into moments before. He sat down in the empty seat next to her and waited for her to notice him. She was so enthralled in the book she had open, she hadn't even noticed anyone was next to her. He cleared his throat and she nearly fell out of her seat.

"You know I've never seen some one that focused on anything before," he commented.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She asked exasperatedly.

"Well if you must know I'm here for class," he said.

"You never go to class, I didn't even know you were in this one," she said, her eyebrow raised.

"So I had a change of heart," he said flippantly.

"Yeah right," she said dryly and rolling her eyes. She turned her attention to her professor who had begun speaking.

"Can I borrow a pen Ace?" Logan whispered in her ear. She felt his hot breath on her neck and it sent a shiver down her spine. She wasn't in the mood to put up a fight, especially during class so she searched through her bag for one of her extra pens.

He watched as she leaned over to reach her bag and her shirt rode up, exposing her midriff and lower back. He groaned internally and tried to look away. She sat back up and handed him the pen before realizing he also had nothing to write on. She handed him one of her notebooks before he got the chance to ask and bother her again. She turned her attention back to the professor.

Rory noticed Logan was looking at her and not their professor, she hadn't expected him to really pay attention anyway but why on earth was he here. He couldn't just leave her alone, always had to bother her. After the Life and Death Brigade event she had attended she had started to like him, really like him. However, the next day she had seen him, Colin, and Finn with girls hanging all over them and realized that liking Logan just wasn't an option.

She had been doing her best to avoid him, since he clearly did not reciprocate those feelings, but he hadn't been making it any easier. It seemed everywhere she went he was there and she had to dodge him and his friends. Thankfully they didn't really run in the same circles so it was really just in between classes that she would see him. There was no chance of running into him at the library and she did not frequent the pub.

"Ms. Gilmore what do you think?" the professor asked. Crap, she thought, she was so busy thinking about Logan she wasn't paying attention to the class.

"Um, well," she started.

"Well?" the professor asked again.

"He should be fired and the article would be retracted with a statement in its place," She heard Logan mumble from next to her.

"Um, he should be fired and the article would be retracted with a statement in its place," she said, hoping Logan wasn't just messing with her.

"Very good Ms. Gilmore, now what if the reporter…" he began talking to the whole class again.

"Why did you do that? And how did you know that?" Rory whispered to Logan.

"Well Ace I am a journalism major and you know my father," he said.

"Ok fine but why did you give me the answer?" she asked still confused.

"Because you didn't have it and I did," he said smirking.

"Yeah but- ugh whatever, thank you though," she said and tuned into the class again. By the time it ended Rory was ready to bolt out and get away from him. Being in such close proximity to Logan was not easy and she was ready to go back to avoiding him. Logan however was not so eager to leave her.

When the professor dismissed everyone Rory threw her stuff into her bag and left. Logan followed her quickly but by the time he got out the door she was already gone. He just didn't understand what he had done, sure it was fun to goad her and he did it often, but he had never done something to make her hate him this much. He sighed and made his way to his dorm.

He found Colin and Finn on his couch drinking his scotch. He rolled his eyes but smirked none the less, Colin and Finn were always here, despite the fact that they shared a dorm of their own. "Hey Huntz, how are you today?" Colin asked.

"Good," he replied skeptically, Colin never asked things like that, always just dove into a conversation.

"Good? Let's change that," Colin said and tossed him the phone. Logan noticed there was a message waiting for him and pressed paly on the machine.

"Logan, answer your phone I have no interest in talking to this godforsaken machine. Your mother and are attending a party at the Gilmore's for their granddaughter. You will accompany us, do not bring a date," they heard Mitchum's voice through the speaker. Colin and Finn looked just as put out as they had when he walked in, he assumed they had received similar phone calls. Logan however was full out grinning.

"Mate did you not here him? Why are smiling? We're being forced to attend one of those meat market parties," Finn said in disbelief that Logan was smiling.

"Yes at the Gilmore's, for their granddaughter," Logan said as though his reason was obvious. The other two clearly has no idea who he was talking about. "Rory is their granddaughter; the party is for Ace."

"Reporter girl is a Gilmore?" Colin asked.

"Yes she is so it shouldn't be too bad since the girl at the party will have no interest in it, not to mention Emily always has great food and Richard has great taste in scotch," Logan said.

"Fine, but I would still rather spend the night at the pub," Finn grumbled.

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"Hello?" Rory answered her phone.

"Rory, hello dear," Emily said on the other end.

"Oh hi grandma, how are you?" she asked.

"I'm good, your grandfather is here also," Emily said.

"Hello Rory," Richard said.

"Hi Grandpa," Rory said.

"We were calling to let you know that Friday night dinner will have to be canceled this week," Emily informed her.

"Oh ok that's fine Grandma," Rory said.

"Well the reason for our canceling is a due to a party we are throwing," Richard said.

"It's a Yale alumni party and we were wondering if you would like to come, you could make excellent contacts this way," Emily said.

"Um, sure I'd love to come. What time should mom and I get there?" Rory asked.

"Well you should get here at 6:30 if that works, but your mother doesn't need to come, she would most likely be bored," Richard said.

"Oh well 6:30 works and I'm sure mom will be happy for a night in," Rory said.

"Yes I'm sure she will," Emily said. "Well we should go, would you mind calling your mother to inform her of the change?"

"Of course, I can call her. Bye Grandma, bye Grandpa."

"Goodbye Rory," they both said and then hung up.

Rory returned to the article she had been working on, determined to finish before she called her mother because Lorelai would not accept a short conversation.

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