Written by: Rayc Petite
Edited By: Gilmoregirl7878
Chapter 3
Peeping Toms
One year later….
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Rory sat on her bed with her friends: Madeline, Louise, and Paris. They were discussing the upcoming school year. Rory was glad that she was able to make friends at Chilton. At first, it had been hard. Paris hadn't liked her, because she had saw Rory as a threat to her chances at being Valedictorian. But after awhile, she had gotten over it and they were all best friends.
"So,
I'm taking AP World History. Of course what else would I take,
accelerated?" Paris said hotly. Rory smiled at her. She knew better
than to contradict Paris. She looked over a Louise who was filing her
nails. She looked over at Madeline who had a glazed look in her eyes.
Rory could tell it was a time for a subject change.
"Uh, Paris?"
Rory said trying to stop her rant. Paris ignored her and continued to
rant.
"Only moronic drones take accelerated. Those idiots all end up going to community college and working in cubicles," Paris said. Louise rolled her eyes and walked over to Rory's window. She gazed out into the courtyard. Rory turned her attention to Madeline who had fallen asleep. Louise captured her attention again when she squealed.
"Ekkk, you guys, come check out this gorgeous guy in the Huntzberger's house," Louise said jumping up and down. Madeline's eyes shot open and she darted out of the bed and onto the balcony. Paris followed annoyed.
"Hey,
I wasn't done talking," Paris complained. Louise scoffed.
"Paris, I'm sure we'll get back to your boring schedule
conversation on the first day of school, but right now there is a
hottie!" Louise cried. Rory rolled her eyes and walked over to the
balcony in amusement.
"You guys are so easily distracted," Rory said playfully. Rory looked over Louise's shoulder and saw a blonde boy sitting in a computer chair reading a magazine. He looked vaguely familiar. Rory walked back over to her bed and sat down. Madeline and Paris followed her.
"Not me," Paris said defensively, "I was seriously immersed in our conversation when blondie over there got distracted by another blondie."
Oh my god, there's more of them!" Louise called from the balcony. Rory looked over at Louise, who was waving seductively at someone.
"Got to go," Madeline said running over to the balcony again. Paris followed her. She was no longer able to mask her interest in the guys. Rory sighed and opened her magazine. She flipped through the pages and smiled at her friend's obsession. She was glad she wasn't that interested in guys.
"Oh my god," Madeline cried, "the blonde is hotter than Tristan!" Rory rolled her eyes.
"Anybody is hotter than Tristan," Rory called from her spot. Louise reentered the room and sat down beside Rory.
"You do know he's like, in love with you right?" Louise said. Rory wrinkled her nose.
"He is not in love with me," Rory said, annoyed with the accusation. Louise rolled her eyes at her friend's naive ness.
"Oh, yes he does!" Rory scoffed.
"No, he just enjoys making my life miserable."
"No, it's because he loves you," Madeline cried from the balcony.
"No he does not," Rory called back. Paris stuck her head through the door.
"Yes he does!" Paris shouted. Rory sighed. She knew better than to argue with Paris. She looked back at Louise who was smirking at her.
"What?" Rory asked. Louise broke out into a toothy smile.
"I think you should ask him out," Louise said boldly. Rory's face paled. "What, he's cute?" Rory shook her head and gulped.
"I think I just threw up a little bit, in my mouth."
"Rory!"
"Louise!" Louise shook her head and stood up.
"Alright, but his conversation is so not over! Right now I have to go flirt with the hot blonde boy." Louise said, going out onto the balcony. Rory sighed and lay down on her bed. The things her friends said. She would never give Tristan Dugrey a chance in hell.
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"Logan mate, your room is fantastic," Logan's Australian friend from boarding school, Finn, said in wonder.
"Yeah it's pretty sweet," Logan said, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He sat down in his computer chair. Behind him, his friends Colin and Stephanie followed. Colin looked around the room in astonishment.
"Oh
my god, you have a flat screen TV!" Colin cried, jumping over his
leather couch and sitting down on it in front of the TV. Stephanie
took off her jacket and flung it on the couch next to Colin.
"Yeah
Huntzberger, pretty sweet," Stephanie said, sitting next to Colin.
Logan smiled at his friends and sat on the other side of Colin.
"I guess so," Logan said nonchalantly. Finn scurried over to the matching Lazyboy recliner and sat down. He quickly reclined the chair.
"Oh, a guy could get used to this," Finn said relaxing into the chair. Logan chucked and walked over the fridge.
"Can I get you something to drink?" Logan asked with his head in the fridge. Finn gasped.
"Do you have vodka?" Finn asked giddily. Logan nodded and tossed Finn the bottle. "I love your house, mate!" Finn opened the bottle with his teeth and took a big swig.
"Whoa, slow down there cowboy," Steph said to Finn.
"No love, I don't think so," Finn said. Finn stood up and walked over to Logan's window. "Whoa, there is a girl over there!" Finn cried, pointing outside, "There's a girl over there!" Colin rolled his eyes and walked over to the balcony.
"Um excuse me!" Steph cried. Steph was Colin's girlfriend. Finn swatted Colin away, who went back onto the couch with Steph. Finn waved giddily at someone.
"Finn, who are you harassing?" Logan asked from the fridge.
"A girl over in that big house over there!" Finn cried, pointing to the house next door. Memories from last summer rushed into Logan's head and he practically ran towards the balcony.
His heart dropped as he saw the girl in the other house was some blonde, who was waving seductively at them. Logan sighed and returned to the couch. He had been hoping to spot the pretty blue-eyed girl from the year before. Finn followed soon after and tossed Logan the bottle of vodka. Logan caught it and took a big swig.
He looked around his room and realized that he hadn't missed it at all. Being in this house brought back so many negative memories. Logan was just glad that he'd only have to be there for a week. Then he would return to his new boarding school. He and his friends were no longer in their old boarding school, because their headmaster kicked them out at the end of the school year. After that, they had gone gallivanting around Europe for the summer.
It was now a week before they had to start school, they were going to go to a new school in Ireland. Logan couldn't wait to be out of the prying eyes of his parents.
"Die, die, die, die!" Finn cried, banging his fingers onto the controller for the X-box 360. A few seconds later Finn threw his controller onto the ground and Colin jumped up in triumph.
"Yes! Who is the champion? Who is the champion?" Colin cried in victory. Finn shook his head in defeat. He picked up his controller again and pointed it at Colin. He began pounding his finger on the controller again.
"Die, die, die, die!" Finn cried angrily at Colin. Colin smirked happily at him. Logan laughed at their antics from the computer chair he was sitting at. "Rematch!" Finn cried. Colin nodded and picked up his controller.
"You're on!" Colin cried. Finn and Colin began playing the game again. Logan turned around and stared out his window up to the third story room in the Gilmore's mansion. He hoped to see that girl again from last summer, but all he saw was a dark empty room. He felt disappointed and looked down at the ground. He looked back up and his heart raced. The light in her room had turned on. Logan's eyes didn't leave the room. Soon he saw her. She looked just the same. She was holding a black cocktail dress and she turned so her back to Logan.
She hung the dress up somewhere and her hands gripped the bottom of her shirt. She slowly pulled the shirt over her head. Logan's jaw dropped and he looked around him to make sure no one was looking. He returned his glance to the girl next door. Her hands wandered to the clasps of her bra. She unhooked it and let it fall to the floor. Logan felt his pants getting tighter. He hoped to god she turned around. NO! This was wrong! He adverted his eyes to the ground, but quickly looked back up. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her. He felt the room growing hotter and he really wished that Colin and Finn weren't in here.
Just as he thought she was about to turn around, she grabbed her robe and put it on. She walked to the other side of the room and opened the door. Logan saw Emily Gilmore walked in the room and he quickly turned his eyes to his computer. In the corner of his eyes, he saw Emily close the drapes. Disappointment and relief washed over Logan. He was disappointed because he couldn't see her anymore, but he was relieved that he wasn't caught doing the thing he had just been doing. It was not a good thing to have people know him as a peeping Tom. Logan sighed.
Colin jumped up in triumph again and Finn went over to the fridge to get a drink. Logan sat down on the couch and picked up Finn's controller. Logan smiled at Colin.
"Want to play?" Logan asked. Colin nodded.
"You're on!"
Oooh, I'll be the cheerleader!" Finn cried, taking a swig of vodka. Logan focused all his attention on the game and wiped his mind of all thoughts of the girl.
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Rory heard a knock on the door and put on her robe to answer it. Her grandmother walked in wearing a stern face. Rory rolled her eyes as her grandmother barged in and made her way over to the balcony. Emily closed the drapes surrounding the glass window.
"You should really keep these closed when you're changing Rory," Emily lectured. Rory sighed and sat down on her bed. "Are you going to be ready soon?" Rory nodded.
"I was just getting dressed," she said pointing to the black dress. Emily shook her head in disgust.
"No, don't wear that one, wear the light blue Vera Wang," Emily commanded. Rory nodded her head feebly and walked into her closet to retrieve the dress Emily had described. She brought it out and laid it on the bed. She turned around and stared at Emily. Emily got the hint and left the room. "Be ready in fifteen minutes, and do something with your hair!" She cried on her way out. Rory slumped down on her bed and threw her pillow across the room. She was not looking forward to the event she was going to go to with her grandparents.
Rory had lost count of how many of these stupid functions she had gone to over the past year. Rory felt herself losing herself every time she put on a pair of designer heels. She was no longer the person she was a year ago. She had changed into a completely new person and it scared her. She felt herself losing everything her mother had taught her. She missed being able to kick back on a Friday night and just watch movies and eat junk food with her mother. Something she knew she wasn't going to be able to do ever again.
She felt tears roll down her face for what felt like the millionth time that year. She quickly brushed them away and got dressed. She slipped her heels on and walked out on the balcony. She looked around for something to stare at. Her eyes met with a room in the Huntzberger's mansion. It was on the second floor and there were three boys sitting in the brightly lit room. They were sitting around a TV and playing video games. Rory remembered the last time someone had been in that room. It had been a blonde boy who had caught her attention last summer.
She looked closer at the room and noticed one of the boys was the blonde boy from last summer. Suddenly he jumped up in excitement and dropped a controller from his hands. He started dancing around. Rory assumed he had won and this was his victory dance. One of the other boys in the room, who was wearing a sweater vest, threw a controller at him. The blonde boy dodged the controller and sat back down on the seat. He and the angry sweater vest guy started playing the game again. Rory assumed the sweater vest boy had called a rematch. She laughed at the blonde boy and smiled. She heard the door to her room open and she turned around to see her grandmother entering.
"Rory! We need to go come on!" Emiy cried. Rory nodded and took one last glance at the funny blonde boy. She walked out of the room and walked down the hall with her grandma. Emily glared at her. "We'll do something with that hair on the way there," she sneered. Rory sighed and followed her grandmother out of the house. Awaiting her was another society event where her grandmother would try to auction her off like a piece of meat. She was so excited…
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A/N: Thank you for reading and reviewing!!!!!!!!!!!
