Title – Just A Game
Summary - Jess is the king of Chilton and Rory was sent from NY to Hartford due to the loss of Lorelai. What happens when their paths cross? LIT.
Disclaimer – I wish I owned Milo… but, unfortunately, I own nothing.
Chapter 1 – A Place Called 'Home'
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"Thank you", the young brunette said to the cab driver as she got out.
Rory was formally from New York. She had been born, raised, and spent a good sixteen years of her life there. It was just last month when she was forced to move to Hartford, Connecticut with her grandparents, Emily and Richard.
Flashback--
"Hey sweets! I'm heading off to work right now." Lorelai said to her daughter.
"Ok, mom. Love you!" Rory said. "Oh, and be careful, there's a lot of traffic today."
"Aw, thanks for looking that up on the very expensive internet, mini-me. You truly are the fruit of my loins!" Lorelai responded with mock enthusiasm.
"Ha, ha. Funny." Rory exclaimed sarcastically.
Lorelai gave her a quick peck on the cheek and headed out the door.
--End flashback
Rory gave out a long sigh as this memory went through her head. That was the last thing her
mom had said to her before chaos erupted.
Flashback--
-briiiiiinggg-
"Ah! Where's that damn phone!" Rory exclaimed as she searched the house for her cordless phone.
"Aha! Found you. Mom must have left you under the couch." Rory said to the pone as if it were listening.
"Hello? Gilmore's house of whores, Rory speaking."
"Hello, Ms. Gilmore. This is the New York Bay Hospital. I'm afraid that there's been an accident." An old nurse said into the phone.
Rory started to panic.
"Um... what kind of accident?"
"I'm sorry to say that Lorelai Victoria Gilmore has gotten into a car accident."
" I-Is she o-okay?" Rory stuttered.
"Ms. Gilmore, we've tried everything we could do the save her. I'm sorry, but Lorelai has passed away."
Rory dropped the phone and watched as it scattered into peices. Everything started to go in slow motion. She stood still for about a minute and finally collapsed onto the floor, breaking into sobs.
Lorelai Victoria Gilmore was dead.
Lorelai Gilmore was dead.
Lorelai was dead.
Mom was dead.
--End flashback
Rory wiped a tear away as she slowly got out of the cab. Hartford was an entirely new experience for her. It was big and spacious. Hell, each house even had an acre of land... in their backyard! In New York, Rory and Lorelai lived in a little apartment right in front of the big city. The thought of living in Hartford SCREAMED society!
"Here goes nothing." Rory mumbled to herself as she stood outside the Gilmore mansion.
"She knocked on the door and it almost immediately flew open.
"Rory, dear!" Emily Gilmore said excitedly. "Come in, come in!"
"Hi, grandma." Rory hugged her grandmother.
Rory slowly stepped into the mansion and followed her grandma into the living room.
"Richard! Rory's home!" Emily exclaimed.
"Ah, Rory." Richard said calmly while hugging his granddaughter close. "How are you doing?"
"Been better."
"I'll call the maid to show you to your room!" Emily chirped.
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It had been an hour since Rory had been in Hartford, and she already felt like puking. Every two minutes, Emily and Richard went to check up on her to see if she was doing fine. 'Haven't they heard of a little thing called privacy?'
Just then, Rory heard a knock on the door of her room. Her room was bright pink with posters of The Backstreet Boys and Hello Kitty stationary. The only thing missing was a huge teddy bear to make it look like her childhood room. 'It's the thought that counts." Rory thought.
"Come in."
"Hello, dear," Emily said, "I just wanted to let you know that you will be starting school tomorrow. It's called Chilton. Everyone in the Gilmore generation has been there. The maid has put your uniform in your closet.
"Ok, thanks grandma. For everything."
Emily smiled and walked out of the room.
'Great,' Rory though, 'I remember Mom talking about Chilton. Senior year is going to be a living hell.'
Flashback--
Rory worked on her homework when Lorelai barged into her room.
"Jeez, don't you ever get tired of this stuff?" Lorelai said as she picked up Rory's math book in disgust.
"I actually tend to like school." Rory defended.
"Huh. Well, if you went to MY high school, Hell—er—Chilton, you would think differently."
"Oh really?" Rory said as a statement rather than a question.
"Oh, yes. It was torture. They'd stuff you with work everyday! And get this, your grandmother, AKA Emily Gilmore, wouldn't even let me drink coffee!"
"No."
"Yes! Unbearable. Oh, but there's extremely hot guys there. Trust me, it's where I met your dad."
--End flashback
Rory broke out of her thoughts and walked over to her closet. There it was, the Chilton uniform.
"Damn."
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Rory stepped out of the car her grandparents had bought for her when she arrived at her destination, Chilton.
It was certainly bigger than she had thought. When she pictured Chilton, she didn't think it would look as frightening. The walls were huge and the statues towered over her.
Rory took a deep breath as she opened the double doors and went into the school. Student was scattered everywhere. There were people talking in groups, flirting, and even making out in the hallway! It surprised Rory that the teachers were so oblivious.
'I guess they don't really care about PDA.' Rory shrugged.
The brunette took out a piece of paper from her backpack with all her classes, her locker, and teachers that Emily had given her before she left.
"2471, 2472, 2473…ah, 2474." Rory muttered as she stood in front of her locker. She opened it and quickly put all her books in. She took out her chemistry books, so she could head over to her first class of the day.
Rory slammed her locker closed and jumped when she saw someone leaning against the locker next to her's.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." The boy said.
The boy was… tall, to say the least. He had brown eyes and floppy brown hair that went around his head like a pancake. He wasn't gorgeous, but he was definitely cute.
"Uh, it's okay. You just startled me." Rory waved her hand in dismiss.
"I'm Dean. And you must be Lorelai."
"Actually, it's Rory. How'd you know my name?"
"I, um… I looked at your file."
"…And why did you do that?" Rory asked, a little frightened.
"I don't know." Dean shrugged.
"Uh, okay then. I have to get to my next class. See you later!" Rory said walking away as quickly as she could. This 'Dean' guy freaked her out…he SCREAMED stalker.
"Kay, bye!" Rory heard Dean yell.
She rolled her eyes and kept walking without looking back. It was pretty obvious that Dean had a crush on her. Hopefully, he wouldn't be a lovesick puppy.
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Rory walked into the classroom labeled 214. As soon as she walked in, she felt all eyes on her and everything went silent.
"Ah, you must be… Lorelai Leigh Gilmore," the teacher said looking at the list, "I'm Mr. Medina, your chemistry teacher."
Rory nodded and went to search for a seat. Just as Mr. Medina was about to ask Rory to introduce herself, someone walked in.
"Hey Mr. M. Sorry I'm late. I had some… business to do in the closet."
The class snickered.
"Alright, Jess. Since this is the first day of school, I'll let it slide. Don't be tardy again." Mr. Medina said sternly but clearly trying to suppress a smile.
"Yes, Sir!" Jess said as he smirked.
Jess' eyes scanned through the classroom and his eyes landed on Rory. His eyes were so intense and Rory felt herself blush. Jess saw this and smirked as he walked over to Rory and sat next to her.
"Class, since this is the first day of school, and the first class of the day, I'll skip today's lesson and let you guys socialize quietly." Mr. Medina announced.
The class cheered and immediately started buzzing with aimless gossip.
Jess turned his chair so that he was facing the girl next to him.
"Hello." Jess took Rory's hand and kissed it, making Rory blush immensely. "You new here?" Jess said as he suggestively licked his lips.
Rory looked disgusted. She knew his type, a player. New York was swarmed with players everywhere. She instantly knew that Jess was the bad boy who had 'flavors of the week'.
"Well, have you seen me before?" she said pointedly.
"Well, well, well," he started, "you're certainly going to be a hard one."
Rory rolled her eyes and just as she was about to say something, a group of guys called Jess over. He smirked and walked over to them.
'God, he's almost exactly like Tristan from NY!' Rory thought, 'It's still a wonder how Tristan and I manage to become friends.'
While Jess was talking to his friends, Rory decided to take him in. He was about 2 inches taller than herself. She could tell that he had muscles the way his sleeves were rolled up. His dark hair was gelled up. But, the thing that struck Rory the most were his dark eyes. They were almost black and it was no wonder how all the girls fell for him. 'Wow, he's gorgeous.' Rory mentally slapped herself. 'No, I did NOT just say that! He's just another cocky player looking for one thing!'
Rory stopped analyzing him and read, or reread, her copy of Pride and Prejudice.
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'Wow, she's beautiful.' Jess thought as she stared at Rory reading. He had gotten tired of the gossip his friends were talking about. 'She looks so innocent just sitting there. Her eyes, they're gorgeous. If I weren't here right now…'
"Jess! Are you alright, man?" the blonde boy asked.
"Yeah, man. I'm fine Logan."
Logan looked at him suspiciously.
"I think he's got a thing for that Gilmore chick, Mate." An exotic Australian had said teasingly.
"Shut up Finn! She's just another girl, my latest conquest." Jess answered unconvincingly.
"Yeah. And I'm an oompa loompa from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Finn scoffed.
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'Briiiiiiiiiiiing!'
The bell had just rung signaling that it was time for Rory's second period, and her favorite. English.
She headed for her locker to get her things for her next class. As soon as she closed her locker, she let out a short shriek. There was a girl leaning against her locker.
"Woah! You scared me! That's twice in a day!" Rory exclaimed.
The blonde girl let out her hand and Rory shook it.
"Paris Geller."
Paris was a 5'2 blonde girl that had a face that clearly said 'don't mess with me or I'll make sure you don't have any kids.'
"Rory Gil—"
" I know who you are."
"Oh great, you've been looking through my files, too?
"See, I would normally do that but everyone in this school already knows who you are."
"What?"
"How do you know Jess Mariano?"
"You mean that guy who sat by me in chemistry?"
"No, the other one." Paris rolled her eyes sarcastically.
"Well, I don't know him. He just started talking to me."
"The talk of the school is that you're his latest conquest."
"Great, not again!" Rory exclaimed.
"Excuse me?"
"See, in my old school, the king was Tristan Dugrey. He was a cocky player who wanted to get in my pants. Eventually, while he was annoying me, we grew to become friends."
"Wow." Paris said a little shocked.
"What?"
"Don't look now, but Jess is coming this way."
Rory looked back and saw that Paris was right. Jess was staggering his way over the Rory.
"I can't believe he—." Rory turned around and saw that Paris had disappeared through the crowded hallway.
"I'm sorry. I don't think I caught your name." Jess said innocently.
"None of your business."
"A little quippy this morning, now aren't we?"
"Leave me alone, Jess." Rory sighed and walked to her next class.
-GGGGGGGGGGGGGGG-
"Woah, man. That Gilmore chick is gonna be hard." Colin said as he walked up from behind Jess.
"Yeah, mate. A tough egg to crack."
"You'll see, but tomorrow, she'll be begging to be with me." Jess said with a smirk.
'At least I hope so.'
So, that's my first chapter! AND my first story ever! What did you guys think?
I'd like to thank my bestest buddy BRENDA for encouraging me throughout this whole thing. Without her, I don't think I'd EVER put this story up! Thank you Boo!
This certainly wasn't my best. The next chapter will be full of DRAMA. Wait and see…
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- Priscilla