Chap 2

"Stranger! I have missed you"

"Mom, it has only been a few hours since I have talked to you." Rory grinned, loving every minute of the banter. She kept dreading the mocking that she was going to receive from her mother in just a few minutes.

"Well, I see that the feeling is not mutual. I guess I will just have to get off the phone so you can miss me more than you already do. Not oh wait you don't miss me. That hurts right here in the heart. In fact there is a pain. Oh, I think I am having a heart attack. I think that this is killing me. You are killing your own mother. How could you do this to the woman who gave you life! I thought you loved me."

"Mom quit being overdramatic you know I miss you, and I would never kill you, at least not on purpose. Anyways I am a little distracted right now."

"I knew there was something, is it Paris, Naked Boy, oh what about a new boy, tall, dark, light come on Mommy wants details now" Lorelei was nearly screaming at the end. "Tell me, tell me, tell me, and tell me"

"Mom, ok why do you think I called, but seriously you must keep the mocking to a minimum, ok? You have to promise!"

"Rory hunny, when have I ever kept mocking to a minimum seriously. I will try but I hold no promises. Ok?"

Rory knew that was the best that she could get out of her mother, and with that she proceeded to tell her mother about what happened earlier with the famous Logan Huntzberger.

"You are talking about the rich newspaper heir aren't you?" Lorelai asked.

"That would be the one. Blonde, rich, cocky…reminds me quite a bit of ET." Rory said with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Spawn of Satan! You had it bad for him, Rory if you want to stay single, and don't want to get drawn into society world, stay away from him Hun. Do what you want, but I know you and I know that you wouldn't like it on the other side. Think about it, especially since you brought up Bible boy. You have some serious thinking to do. Oh my baby is getting chased after all the rich boys… the ones I ran from. Oh, and what else is funny that your first impression left a bang in his memory." Lorelai laughed at the last comment

"Mom is that the best you could come up, I came up with better than that. Thanks and I know I have stuff to think about, it is just that he completely caught me off guard. Like ET normally did, which I don't like. Why did the year start off like this. I need coffee mom, so I will call you when anything new happens."

"Good luck fruit of my looms! I am here if you need me. I love you!"

"Love you too mom"

Rory sighed, when she looked at the clock it had been an hour or so since she had her coffee. She walked to the pub, since she knew it would be crowded there being the first day back. Secretly though, she was hoping to run in to the one and only Logan Huntzberger.

Why do I feel like I need to see him. He is just like every other rich playboy. Woman after woman, discarding them like yesterday's trash. The comments though that he made about me though actually made me feel like I was special. I guess that is just the game he is playing. Well, two can play it that way then.

With that Rory went to the kiosk grabbed a cup of coffee went back to the dorm and changed. She was not about to be chased. She was going to be the tease for once and show Logan Huntzberger who he was messing with.

Rory looked down at what she was wearing. Totally, out of character for her, but she looked good if her opinion counted. But it isn't my opinion, its Logan's, mom would be proud of me doing this. She would say she is the one that brought me up this way and take all the credit for it. She won't believe it though, so maybe a picture. Paris can take it.

Rory approached the pub, pulling the skirt down to make sure she was covered for the most part. Why do these skirts cost so much money when there is not much fabric to it? As she walked into the pub, people turned to stare. They had seen this girl before, but never in this aspect. Hair lightly pulled back with curled tendrils around her face, light makeup since she is a natural beauty, a short denim skirt, a black halter, with black stilettos to complete the look.

Nervously, she walked to the bar and looked around. As she ordered her drink she saw him. Eyes met, and were held.

The smirk in place, she walked over to him.

She whispered something in his ear, and all he could do was look at her with a surprise look on his face.

A/N I know it is getting out of character but my muse is where it took this. I have no clue where the story is goin anymore I am just writing where the words are taking me. Suggestions anything is good. Sorry for the wait.