hey all! so this is the first time i've layed a story out like this, but i've been asked to do it on my other storys like this (i will get round to it!) so be kind in the review and tell me what you think! thanks JJ xoxo

As I look out the car window into the town we stop outside a beautiful white Victorian pillar house, with vibrant green vines climbing the walls and different flowers lining the walk way. I stand in awe at the house, just staring at it. Then the man next to me, who's tall and slim, in his early forties, with black hair, greying at the sides and green eyes.

"so do you like it?" he says from beside me.

I merely nod, and mutter "its beautiful! Can I go find my room?" I ask eagerly.

He nods and says "any one you like, just let the movers know which room!"

I run inside with a smile and shout back "thanks Rick!"

As I explore the house, dodging the movers I run upstairs, finding a few rooms, but then I see one, its not overly large, but more than enough room for me and my things. The walls are white and the floor is light hardwood, there's a bay window and window seat on the far end of the room, dead centre of the wall, to the left of that wall is another with built in wardrobes and shelves. I smile to myself and turn to find a door leading to a small bathroom. this is it!

I pull out a sticky pad and red pen from the pocket of my leather jacket and write 'Hattie's Room!' and stick it on the door. I then head into the bathroom and examine myself with the small mirror above the sink.

Hey hair is a dark blood red, originally a dull brown, and is a messy cross between wavy and curly, its long and thick, ending at my elbows. My skin is a all peaches and cream, mostly cream. My eyes a bright emerald colour with sparks of pail blue and my lips a petal pink shade. I also have a small silver stud in my nose. I'm all curve and no height! Wearing thigh high black socks and grey women's army boots , with denim shorts and a long, fitting Ed Hardy t-shirt under my black jacket.

I smile to myself and give a small nod of approval and bounce down the stairs, when I see the boxes with my name on I call to one of the moves.

"hey, these ones are for the room on the far left upstairs! It has a sticky note on the door, thanks." he nods and starts carrying them upstairs.

As I bounce out of the house I see Rick talking to someone and run over.

He smiles to me as I say "I found my room, I told the movers and I'm going to look around!" he smiles with a nod.

"ok, just be careful!" he says as I walk away, feeling awkward.

I just wave backwards "always am!" and continue on down the street.

As I explore I look around carefully, but then realize I have no idea where I am on the small homely little street and look around, on the other side of the road I see a tall hansom guy, with longish brown hair.

"Hey!" I shout and he turns, wow, better looking than I thought! I run over to him, a confused expression on his face.

"hey, um, I just moved here and am now totally lost!" a brilliant smile brakes through on his face and my knees go weak,

"oh, yeah I was like that when I first moved here. Every street kinda looks the same at first. So where are you trying to go?" he says sweetly and I smile back at him nervously.

I raise my hand to look at some writing and read "Luke's Diner!"

he nods and says "well that's only three blocks away, I'm headed into town now anyway so I'll show you." I feel my heart flutter at his smile and sweetness, nothing like the guys in New York.

I sigh in relief "thank you, your now officially my hero, I'll even make you a medal! I'm Hattie!" he chuckles lightly as I offer him my hand and takes it gently with his rough tender hand.

"Dean." I smile with a nod as we start to walk and he smiles at me.

"so Hattie, why Stars Hollow? Parents drag you here?" he asks playfully and I shake my head.

He's cute and sweet and I simply answer "other way round! A friend of mine lives here, I came here to help with his stuff at the beginning of summer and kind of fell in love with the place. So when Rick asked me where I wanted to go, I said 'Stars Hollow'." he nods with a small smile.

"I'm guessing you're a city girl then?" he says and I smile with a confirming nod.

"only a city guy could tell that!" I glare at him playfully, he smiles, bright and warm.

"you caught me!" he laughs and then looks up at the yellow tea cup.

I look through the window and smile brightly at the image of my friend reading a book behind the counter and smile at the hansom boy who's opening the door for me as I run in.

"JESSIE!" I shout loudly and he looks up with a smile as I tackle him into a shocked bear hug.

As I pull away he looks at me, his eyes filled with excitement and confusion "Hattie? Oh my god what are you doing here?"

I just smirk happily and pronounce "I live here! He came for me Jessie! Just like we always dreamed about." I say his hands in mine.

He looks at me in puzzlement and asks "wait, your Dad? What he just showed up?"

I tilt my head and shrug "kind of, yeah, he came and got me, fought for me, asked me where I wanted to go and here I am!"

"so, he just shows up after…" but I cover his mouth with my hand.

I frown slightly at his anger filled face "don't Jessie, please, he explained everything to me and I'll tell you all about it later, but right now…cant you just be happy for me?"

The anger leaves his eyes and he nods "yeah, I'm sorry. This is a good thing." we share a sweet smile and I then turn to my guide and smile.

"Jess do you know Dean? He saved me from the wilderness of suburban life, it was traumatic." but my little joke seems to fall on deaf ears as they glare daggers at each other.

"Jess!" says the talker boy in a robotic voice.

"Dean!" he mimics.

I look between the two as realization hits "oh, your 'that' Dean!" they both look at me for a moment as I bite my lip lightly. Yeah, not great.

Later that night, after meeting Luke and some other of the towns people, I walk back home by myself, despite Jess's persistence to walk me, I knew he'd be late for wok if he did. As I pass by the small park I see Dean, smiling as a younger girl plays on the monkey bars.

I walk over and say "hey hero!" he jumps slightly at that and turn to me.

He seems shocked and says blankly "hey,…um…aren't you breaking some sort of code by talking to me?"

I just look up at him and shrug "just because you and Jess aren't friend doesn't mean we cant be. I love Jess, but that doesn't mean we agree on everything."

He just looks at me for a minute "you love him?"

I crumple my face in disgust "eeww! God no, not like that! He's my best friend , we grew up together. He's like a brother to me!"

He chuckles lightly and nods "oh sorry. So dose this mean you and I are friends?"

I just look up at his beautiful smile and nods "most defiantly!" and we share a tender smile.

that's the moment I know I 'like' Dean Forester. Enemy of my best friend. Yeah, this will turn out just fucking fantastic!