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summary How would Rory have been affected if Lorelei agreed to marry Chris when they found out she was pregnant? Would she have been more popular in high school? Or met Logan sooner than her second year of collec? Trory &Rogan, all in one!

A/N: Okay, so I know I have another story going right now, but this idea kind of popped into my brain and I couldn't help but start it. I'll make sure I update both stories though. Reviews will be highly appreciated! Even if you think it's pointless just to write "ummm I like it" it's still encouraging!

Chapter 1

First day of high school. Rory turned off her alarm clock with a groan. She got up and dragged herself into the shower. Once she had gotten dressed and ready, she hit the speed dial.

"Hello?" answered a groggy voice.

"Wake up call!" Rory said cheerfully.

"Why are you calling me at this ungodly time in the morning?"

Rory sighed. "We have school today Louise. God, get a calendar!" Louise had been Rory's best freind since elementary school. Though the two looked the opposite, Louise with golden locks and hazel eyes, Rory with chestnut brown and a dazzling blue, the two were the same in almost every other way. They were smart but ditzy at times, freindly yet competetive. They both had a love for coffee, and were the two most admired girls in their grade.

"Right, I knew that." Louise said, sitting up in bed. "Shit, what to wear, what to wear."

Rory giggled. "How about your uniform?" she asked in mock suggestion.

"Great idea!" Louise answered sarcastically. "Maybe my brother can give me a ride. How are you getting there?"

"I'm going to walk over to Tristan's and see if I can get a ride with him and Harry. I think he FINALLY got his License over the summer." Harry was 17 already, and had failed his driver's test several times. His younger brother Tristan was in Rory's grade. They were freinds, and lived right across the street from each other. Both of their properties were huge and streched on for miles, but both of their houses were situated in a way that they had easy access to each other.

"Right, of course. I'll see you when you get there then?"

"Yah, I'll see you there." Rory said, hanging up the phone.


Tristan and Rory walked up to the table set up outside the front door of Chilton. They waited in line and then finally got their class schedule and homeroom assignment, as well as all their locker information. "Awsome! Everyone with the last names A-H are in the same home room!" For once, Rory was glad that when she was born, her mom insisted she have her maiden name, Gilmore. "AND we have it in the computer lab!"

Tristan and Rory walked into the school together. "What locker number do you have?" Tristan asked.

"120, six down from yours."

"Great, catch up with you in homeroom," he said, walking off.

Rory headed for her locker, and Madelin caught up with her just as she was starting to hang up her posters and magnets inside it. Madelin was another one of her closest friends, an optimist. "Hey Rory, can I copy your schedule down real quick? I'm trying to figure out which lunch period everyone has, because I heard one class has lunch at a totally different time than everyone else."

Rory gladly handed her schedule over. "Uh oh," Madelin said cautiouly, glancing at the paper. "You have it. You eat with most of the Sophmore class. Oh well. Tristan is too, so you guys will probably be fine," she added quickly. Rory thanked her and she left.

She closed her locker , only to find a cute blonde stairing at her in the doors place. She jumped. "Jesus, you shouldn't sneak up on people like that!" she exclaimed.

"Your Rory Gilmore, right?" he asked ignoring her last remark.

"Yah are you a stalker or something?" she asked him.

He seemed undainted by her annoyance, and actually even amused.

"No. I'm Logan, Logan Huntzberger," he said holding out his hand.


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