Hello all! This is my first venture into the world of fanfiction. Please review!

Disclaimer: Oh if only Gilmore girls belonged to me, Rory would have said yes and there would be a season 8! But unfortunately it does not and will never belong to me

You had me from hello

Chapter 1

Rory Hayden was not your run of the mill, ordinary 18-year-old girl.

'Right this way Miss Rory.'

'Jack, how many times do I have to tell you to just call me Rory?' Rory smirked at her driver as he held the door open for her, 'Really, all this Miss business just has to stop.'

'Whatever you say Miss Rory.' Jack tipped his hat to her as he closed the limo door.

Rory just shook her head in amusement, 'How long do I have before I have to be back?'

Jack looked at his watch, 'Just under 25 minutes.'

'Perfect! Just enough time to get a cup of coffee' with that she turned on her heel and made her way into the nearest coffee shop.

As she walked into the shop she paused at the entryway to sniff the air, the beautiful scent of coffee wafted towards her and made her smile.

Rory was indeed an ordinary girl, but if you asked for her definition of the word, it would differ in some ways.

Rory Hayden was none other than Lorelai Leah Gilmore Hayden II, heiress to both the Gilmore and Hayden fortunes.

Rory's parents, Christopher and Lorelai, both come from very wealthy families. However, unlike many children in their social set, Rory was showered love and affection.

'Hey lady, are you just going to stand there all day or are you going to order something?'

Rory looked up to see the agitated face of the female employee behind the counter, 'I'll have a large cappuccino.'

'That'll be $3.40.'

Rory opened her handbag to retrieve her wallet, it was then that she realised that she had no money on her. She pulled out her Black American Express to hand over to the girl.

The girl shook her head, 'Sorry, machine's not working today. You can only pay cash.'

Rory looked at her watch. She had less than 15 minutes to get back, but she was in real need of a coffee, 'Just a second, I'm sure I have some loose change somewhere in here…' she trailed off as she began a frantic search through her bag.

'Aha!', she began counting the change she had found. Just as she was about to hand the money over to the girl, someone bumped into Rory causing the coins to go rolling across the floor.

'Crap' Rory mumbled as she bent down to pick up the coins.

'Well this here qualifies as a cute meeting.'

Rory looked up to find that a guy had crouched down to help her pick up the coins. His blonde hair framed his face perfectly, his brown eyes were mesmerising and the smirk he was wearing would have made her heart flutter on any other day. But right now she was focused on the embarrassment she was feeling.

'Uhm, hello. This is more like an embarrassing meet if anything.'

He continued to smirk, 'Are we going after the rollers? I saw a few roll under that table over there.'

Rory looked over to the table and blushed, 'No. I think I've supplied people with enough entertainment for today.'

He laughed as he stood up and held out a hand to help her up as well. Rory felt butterflies in her stomach as he continued to smile at her.

The mysterious guy stepped away from her and approached the girl behind the counter who was getting angrier by the minute.

'I'll have a regular tea and put her one on my tab as well'. He handed the girl some cash and turned back to Rory.

Rory blushed again; she seemed to be doing that a lot around him. 'You really didn't have to do that.'

He smirked again, 'I really couldn't risk you pulling out the coins again.'

Rory was saved from having to respond because their order was ready. She made to grab her coffee but the guy had already beaten her to it.

He placed a lid on it before handing it to Rory, 'You know coffee can kill you?'

Rory had been about to take a sip but halted as she looked up suddenly, 'that's blasphemy! Coffee could never hurt me it loves me too much. We have formed quite the relationship over the years. I shower it with praise and it gives me the hit I need.'

The guy began laughing, 'Spoken like a true addict.'

'I am so not an addict. I can stop drinking it any time I want.'

'So if I asked you to throw away the cup you are holding right now would you?' He looked at her with the hint of a challenge in his eyes.

Rory looked longingly at the cup in her hands and back up to the guy standing in front of her, 'Well I could, but it would be a waste of perfectly good coffee.'

'Just like I thought.' He laughed.

Rory took some time to observe him as he added some sugar to his tea. He looked no older than 18 or 19 but he didn't dress or act like other guys his age.

'Now tea is a beverage that will not hurt you.'

His voice broke Rory out of her thoughts. She looked at the cup he was holding in disgust, 'Yuck! I don't know how you can drink that stuff. It tastes like flavoured hot water.'

'Well I'm sure coffee probably tastes the same.'

Rory looked at him completely flabbergasted, 'You mean you've never actually tried coffee before?'

He shook his head, 'Never saw the need to.'

'So not only did you insult the gift of the gods to us but you haven't even had it before.'

He began laughing, 'Gift of the gods? You really are an addict aren't you'

Rory glared at him and was about to respond when Jack came into the coffee shop.

'You're going to be late if we don't leave right now.'

Rory looked down at her watch and let out a little curse. She began gathering her bag and coffee and was about to leave when she felt a hand on her arm.

'You never told me your name.'

It was Rory's turn to smirk, 'Oh and you did?'

'True, true. I'm Logan.' There was that smirk again.

Rory smiled at him as she began walking out, 'Nice to meet you Logan!'

She was out the door when she heard him call after her, 'I still don't know what your name is?'

Rory looked at him from over her shoulder as she got into the limo, 'Rory.'

And with that the limo drove off leaving a very confused but happy Logan in it's wake.

As Logan made his way down the street he was sure of one thing, there was something special and unique about Rory. She was unlike any other girl he had ever met.