A/N: This is story number 2 from my Story Ideas. I have been really busy lately and have mot gotten the chance of starting any new chapters.
LPOV
I groaned as I got off the Huntzburger private jet. I heard Finn, Colin, and Tristan groaning and moaning about how late it was. There was also the fact that we were going to my parent's house for Christmas break. YAY!! Can you feel the joy? The only good part about going home is that I get to see Honor. Other than that it is my mom trying to auction me off to the highest bidder and my father telling me what a failure I am. We all piled into the limo and started for Hell- I mean home. As we pulled up to the house I noticed there was another car in the driveway.
"I wonder who's here." Finn's Australian voice cut through the silence.
"Probably some old biddies with their Barbie daughters trying to get your attention," remarked Tristan dryly.
"Probably," I said, "Well let's get this over with."
We walked up to the door and rang the bell and the door was opened by…
"Dad?!" I said, shocked beyond belief that my father was opening the door, "What the hell are you doing!?"
"Logan," he boomed good naturedly, "How are you son? Hello boys."
There was a chorus of shocked "Hello's" and "Goods." They were just as shocked as I was.
"Well," he said, "don't just stand out there. Come in, come in."
We stepped in and my jaw dropped again. Normally the house looked like the page of a magazine. Perfect and untouchable, no sitting on the furniture or using the tables and foot rests. Now it looked like the scene out of a movie; there was a fire roaring, garland on the mantle above the single stocking that hung from it. The furniture looked overstuffed and comfortable instead of like plastic and there was the smell of cinnamon in the air.
"Where's mom?" I asked, still in awe.
"She's in the kitchen with the girls," he replied. He looked amused at my expression. "She's putting the finishing touches on the menu for Christmas."
"You mean she's telling everybody what to buy and how to prepare it and then she will not go into the kitchen again. Then when dinner is served she will yell at the staff for being incompetent."
"No," he replied smiling like…well…me, "She's actually going to cook it herself."
"Dad have you been taking to little purple pills again?"
"Nope," he said still smiling, "Just getting into the Christmas spirit. Come on."
He led us to the kitchen and as we got closer we could hear girls shrieking and giggling. My jaw was going to be permanently on the floor after we left, I have been shocked so many times. In the kitchen was my mother, miss always-dressed-to-the-nines, was standing there in jeans and a T-shirt with my sister, little miss always-dressed-to-the-nines, next to her wearing sweatpants and a tank-top. There were four other girls in the room with them and I realized what they were laughing at. There was flour everywhere and they had it all over their faces.
After surveying the room I decided to look at the people in it. I already knew my mom and Honor so I skipped them and went straight to the four girls. There were two blondes, a red-head, and a brunette. One blonde looked like Honor, she was obviously very girly and seemed like she had a bubbly personality. The other looked very fierce and had a sharp edge to her. The red-head seemed sort of ditsy but kind nonetheless. They were all very pretty but nothing compared to the brunette next to them. She had bright, intelligent blue eyes and pale, silky looking skin. She was dressed like my mom, in jeans and a T-shirt but she pulled the look off much better than my mother.
Out of my peripheral vision I could see my father smirking. He cleared his throat, causing the girls to all look up. I looked over at the boys and couldn't help but chuckle a little bit. Finn was undressing the red-head and she was doing the same with him, Tristan was eyeing the sharp looking and she was rolling her eyes at him which made him smirk. Colin's eyes were scanning the softer blonde and she smile at him. The brunette looked at all of them before coming to rest on me. She looked me up and down while I smirked, when she looked up she simply raised an eyebrow and I knew she was not like other girls who threw themselves at my feet.
Christmas was now my favorite holiday.
RPOV
The girls and I were just fooling around when we heard someone clear their throat. I looked up to see Mitchum with four other boys. There were two blondes and two brunettes. The blondes looked a like but one had blue eyes and longer hair and was more muscled. The other had brown eyes and was more refined and carried himself with confidence. One brunette was tan and thin while the other had a snobby aura around him and was a bit huskier that the other. They were all really hot but the brown-eyed one was absolutely gorgeous.
Steph was checking out the snobby one, Paris was rolling her eyes at the blue-eyed blonde and Rose was being Rose, which means she was undressing the tan one with her eyes. I looked up and met the eyes of the brown-eyed one and he smirked. I simply raised and eyebrow. These guys were play boys, I could tell. They carried themselves with confidence and had the whole 'yes-I-know-I'm-hot' look down pat.
"Hey Mitchum," I said casually.
"Hello Rory," he said back, "Are you girls having fun?"
"Yes," we chorused before giggling again.
"Logan," exclaimed Shira, "How are you?"
So this was the son that they were always talking about, well more like complaining about; but that was before I gave them a slap in the face about their family issues.
"Fine," said the brown-eyed blonde. So he was Logan.
"Oh," Shira said, "Let me introduce you to the girls. Boys, this is Paris Gellar, Stephanie Vanderbelt, Rosemary Garson, and Rory Gilmore. Girls, this is my son Logan and his friends Tristan DeGrey, Finn Morgan, and Colin McCrea. They are here for Christmas break from Yale."
Before she could get any farther a maid walked in.
"There is a young man here asking for Miss. Vanderbelt."
"Ok, we will be out shortly," said Shira, "Well we mustn't keep our guest waiting for long."
We walked out and as soon as we saw who it was, the girls and froze, glaring at him.
LPOV
The girls froze and Stephanie looked like she was going to cry and the other girls looked murderous, especially Rory. It was kind of hot to watch her get fired up like that.
"What do you want, Jason?" she hissed. Malice oozed from her every word and she spat out the name at the end.
"I want to talk to Steph," he said. I saw Colin stiffen out of the corner of my eye and I knew he was about to say something but Rory beat him to it.
"Remember that talk we had," she spat, "I will give you ten seconds to leave before I sick Paris on you. 10…9…8…7…PARIS!"
When she said the last part Paris stepped forward and Jason took two steps back.
"Run away little boy," said Rosemary in a sickly sweet voice, "You wouldn't want to stay out past your bed time would you?"
Jason took one look at Paris before bolting to his car and speeding off. Rory made a face at his back before turning back to the girls and they disappeared into the kitchen.
"It looks like we have met our matches gentlemen," said Finn, "Let the fun begin."
A/N: First chapter so tell me what you think. Review!! Bye!