AN: This is my first fic I've put up on , but it's not the first thing I've ever written. Now, don't ask me for a plot. If I try making one up, the story will be screwed and it won't be here anymore. I know, how unfortunate. As far as I can tell, no one's ever had a Gilmore Girls and PotC crossover, so I'll be happy to be your first. And just so you know, I can't spell for shit (who'd want to do that?), and I won't make Rory into a Mary Sue. She kind of is perfect allready. Not sure if this is a romance or what. So... on with the effing thing! My gramar sucks too.
Prologue....
"Did you know that seventy-five percent of statistics aren't true?" Tana mumbled out in that quiet voice of hers.
"No." Rory replied. She was used these sudden nervous outbursts of facts by now.
"But that's a statistic, so you never know."
"Nice." She nodded as she took the last slice of pizza. "Wanna watch some T.V.?"
"No thanks. Professer Kim gave us a lot of reading to do. I better go and do that now."
"Right, bye."
Rory went to the frigde to get out that burger she got from Luke's the day before, hoping that it hadn't spoiled. Nothing killed her more than to see a piece of perfectly good beef die at the hand of a college student. Well, it hadn't spoiled, but the fat sure did congeal quite nicely.
Fifteen minutes later....
It was either the burger or the dehydrated Juicy Fruit in her book bag.
This chapter was just to give you a taste of Rory if you've never seen Gilmore Girls. I know she's a bit like Lorelai, but just wait and I'll make her more in character. Review. I'm a people person.