I am simply the most horrible person to ever live and I know it. The wait for this chapter has been way to long and I can't even think up a good excuse for it. So here's your chapter. At long last. And as always REVIW!
"Well now, don't you two look spiffy!" Finn said as he circled his two best friends, dresses head to toe in Chilton's regulation uniform. Both friends glared at him, Logan just stuck with the glare to hung over to care, but Colin immedently retorted.
"Shut up Finn, you're wearing it to." Replied a very bitter Colin. After the party's end last night, Colin and Logan were left alone, both having been unusually undesirable that night. They drank the night away, without have a though about the fact that they were starting a new school in the morning. So as a result of their incredible rash and rather stupid behavior Colin and Logan were crabby, sick and sensitive to light and sound.
"I never said that I didn't look spiffy. I pride myself in my spiffiness as a matter of fact!" Finn responded happily. He actually had a reason for being joyful. Unlike his two hungover friends he had actually scored last night and had not spent his night alone and drinking. He spent it in company and drinking. But no amount of alcohol consumption could every result in Finn becoming hungover. "Now mates, let's go meet our stalkee." And he paraded off down the hallway into headmaster Charleston's office, while babbling on and on about what exactly you would call the person you are stalking.
They reached the office and were immedently ushered in and sent into squishy blue armchair similar to the ones that were stationed in Headmaster Brown's office. As soon as they were seated and comfortable, Headmaster Charleston walked in.
" Good morning men." He said seriously. Headmaster Charleston was an older man with a small amount of gray hair still left on his head. He had certain sophistication about him and defiantly looked like he was not going to be fun to anger. Not like that ever stopped Logan, Colin and Finn. "Beautiful morning today."
The boys absent-mindedly nodded their heads in agreement.
The headmaster continued, "Now lets move onto the serious part shall we?" And without waiting for an answer he moved onto his speech. "The entire Chilton student body, staff and parents pride ourselves on the way we run. No nonsense, fooling around or disrespectful, crude behavior. However looking into your files you seem to drip these three things in everything that you do. And this is going to stop. Now. Normally, I wouldn't have even accepted you regardless of your parents, however I am a loyal man and a friend asked for a favor and I complied. He also asked that you be paired with an exemplary student while you attend Chilton to make you young men straighten out. The girl you are being paired with was picked by myself personally. She is ambitious, smart, responsible and you have no chance of "getting in her pants", or whatever term you decide to use. I know what you were planning; I have been running a school with boys attending for over thirty years. I can read you like a book. So Mr. Mcrea, Mr. Huntzburger, next time you even think about coming to school hungover, don't." And with stern look he stood up from behind his desk walk to the door and continued, "Boys, meet your mentor Lorelai Gilmore, or as she likes to be called Rory."
As Headmaster Charleston began to open the door, Logan scrambled to remember bits and pieces from the night before trying to remember why the name Rory sounded so familiar. The answer to this question came to him in full blast seconds later as he connected eyes with the brunette from the night before.
"You!" he said shocked.
"Oh god" she replied
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