wow, way long time without update, months even! Quickly I shall explain. I am in the midst of writing a novel, and am allready over 7 chapters into it, 8 pages a chapter. I was really excited about it, and didn't have time for fanfiction. then i just was bored of fanfiction all together. yesterday i was randomly reading the last chapter of this story, and i realized how much i missed writting it. so here is the new chapter now! By the way, I really need to get back into my groove and style of writing this, so bare with me, the next one or two chapter probably wont be very good. Please Review!

All's Fair in the Movies

Rory grinned evilly and took a step. She stumbled and the bowl tipped over, right down into Melissa's v-neck. She screeched as the bowl emptied its contents into her shirt. Between the tight fabric, and her huge chest, the popcorn stayed where it was.

"Oh my god bitch! You just spilled it in my shirt!" Melissa cried

Rory smiled sweetly and mimicked, "Oh, I am sooo sorry, I didn't see you"

"You so did that on purpose!" Melissa continued shrieking

"Why would I do that? I don't hold a grudge against you for 'accidentally' spilling soda on me earlier, and I can't think of a reason not to like you." Rory put on her most convincing angel face causing her friends to smirk quietly.

"No reason? You are such a liar! You can't stand me because you're jealous!" Melissa said hottily while flinging handfuls of popcorn out of her shirt.

"Jealous?" Rory asked. Now everyone's head's were going back and forth between the two, now looking at Melissa for her reply.

"Yes, jealous. You are clearly a whore who can't go a day without sleeping with someone. Obviously you couldn't do it with Finn or Colin cause they have girlfriends who are your friends too. The only other guy around is Logan. It is sooo obvious that you are trying to get him. If I hadn't shown up, you would have used your filthy ways to seduce him, just like your slut of a mother!" Melissa was breathing heavily. In the entire course of the evening, this was the closest to screaming that she had gotten. All of the five other heads whipped around to look at Rory.

"Oh my god..." Was all that Rory said. It looked like she might actually be speechless. She stood there stunned for a moment, before turning on her heel and rushing away down the hall. Logan jumped to his feet to go after her, but Stephanie held him back.

"No, I'll go see her, it's a girl thing," Stephanie explained simply. She beckoned to Rosemary, and the two got up and walked down the hall to Rory's room.

"Wow, I am sooo sorry," Melissa laughed uneasily glancing at Logan, Finn, and Colin, who were all looking away. "She was seriously asking for it though. The entire night she just kept prodding me, I finally just snapped. It was the last straw, ya know?"

"Melissa shut up," Logan said under his breath

"What? Why are you mad at me? It's not like I did anything. That girl is way messed up" Melissa said disgustedly

"Why am I mad at you? Why? Are you honestly asking me that? Let's see, maybe because you have been a complete bitch to Rory since you got here. Rory is our friends, I've known her for years. Don't you dare insult her again." Logan's voice was low and threatening, but his eyes were burning with anger.

"Logie! I'm sorry. I didn't want to make you mad! Please tell me how I can make it up to you?" Melissa begged sweetly, sitting as close to Logan as she could, and putting her hands on his arm.

Logan jerked his arm out of her grasp. "You know, you really can't. But maybe you should try to start by apologizing to Rory, not to me."

"What! She should apologize to me! After what she did to me..." Melissa was silenced by another death glare from to three boys. "Fine fine, whatever." Reluctantly Melissa got up. "I'll apologize, but only because I'm a good person, and because it's what you want Logan, not because she deserves it."

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"Hey Rory?" Stephanie said quietly, sitting on the bed next to Rory, who was face down on the bed shaking slightly. Rosemary closed the door carefully.

"What?" Rory asked harshly

"You ok honey? Melissa just majorly insulted you, and you just ran out."

"I was shocked. It was every insult of the evening compiled into one. It hurt a lot. This was suppose to be a fun evening. Logan and I were suppose to cuddle up and watch the movies Why does she ruin everything? Why the heck were you friends with her in the first place?"

"Three reasons: one, she's rich, two, our parents said so, three, we were not sober at the the time we met her," Rose answered

"You know Rory, I think that you should just ignore her for the rest of the evening. Act like she hasn't gotten to you, that'll really irk her. Just be as cute and flirtatious as you can. Flirt with Finn a bit, that'll make Logan a bit jealous and make Finn's day. It'll be hilarious," Stephanie was trying to lighten the mood, and Rory had to admit, it would be fun.

"Hey!" Rosemary exclaimed, realizing that Stephanie had just told Rory to go and flirt with her guy.

"Well it's not like you and Finn are a couple," Stephanie pointed out, "You just like to make out whenever you feel like it."

"Yeah, but this week, he's the only guy I got around!" Rosemary complained

"Oh come on, can't you say you are the least bit curious to see how arrogant and dopey he gets when Rory goes all cutesy on him."

"Well, that would be kinda hilarious." Rose grinned at Rory

"I don't know, I'm really too mad to do anything now," Rory turned away from her friends

"Oh come on Rory, if not to get even with Melissa, just to give to of your best friends a laugh." Stephanie begged. As Rory smiled and opened her mouth to reply, the door swung open.

"Look, I'm sorry or whatever, okay?" Melissa said, not even bothering to glance in Rory's direction, "I didn't think you were gonna to cry about it and everything."

"Sorry for what? I'm perfectly fine. I just came in here to get a new coat of lip gloss." Rory's hand went to the bedside table, snatching up a stray gloss tube she had spotted. She quickly wiped the stray tears away as her face was turned away from the door. She was thankful that she had put on waterproof mascara that morning.

"Oh," Melissa looks slightly perplexed, "Okay then, whatever." Her blond ponytail was gone from the doorway in an instant.

"Common Rory, let's go back in there and mess with a few boy's heads." Stephanie pulled her to her feet

"Not to mention, becoming the first people to mess with a Barbi doll," Rosemary laughed

"Oh yeah, I used to watch the Barbi videos! Even when she was mad, she still looked like she was about to smile and say "Hi I'm TourGuide Barbi!" That made me so annoyed. Nobody should look that happy all the time." Stephanie babbled as she walked back down the hall to the living room with her two friends.

"Ok, let's finally get this movie started. I'll put some more popcorn on," Rory said in a perky voice, flashing a smile.

"I'll come. I wouldn't want you to strain those petite arms reaching for the popcorn all the way on the top shelf," Logan smiled at her as she playfully rolled her eyes.

"I'll come to, I like to make my own little bowl of popcorn so I can put the spices I like on it." Melissa said, beginning to get to her feet.

"Melissa, they're coming back before the popcorn is done. They're just putting it in the microwave. You'll have plenty of time to put whatever spices you want on it in a few minutes. Just sit and watch the movie for now." Colin said sternly. Melissa probably would have gone anyways, but Finn had a tight grip on her arm, binding her to the couch.

"So, you ok?" Logan asked when the two were alone in the kitchen.

"Yeah, I'm fine, shell shocked a bit, but really fine. Now what was that reaching-the-popcorn-so-I-don't-strain-myself thing you were going to do?" Rory said, in good spirits once more. She couldn't stay mad and unhappy for long when she had such good friends looking out for her.

"Oh, well, it was going to go something like this." Logan reached for a cabinet behind Rory, his other arm leaning on the counter on Rory's other side. In an instant his lip found hers. She smiled.

"Logan, not now," she laughed

"What, I'm just getting the popcorn. It's not my fault your lips got in my way," Logan said innocently

"We did this half and hour ago. If we get repetitive I'll get bored of you and half to leave you. You don't want that, now, do you?"

"Hey, I already told you Ace, I'm just here for the popcorn." He smirked and reached up again to take the popcorn down.

"Ah thank you. Butter, cheese, salt, plain, and sugared, all the flavors I know and love." Rory said, holding an assortment of popcorn boxes in her arms.

"You sure you don't want the jalapeño flavored one as well?" Logan asked, looking up at the lonely box that remained in the cabinet

"How dare you suggest that we ruin this popcorny goodness with uninvited flavors! Jalapeño was never meant to be! It's an intruder and is unwelcome."

"Oh course, how could I have been so wrong. Here, Ace, I'll put all of these in the microwave, you go in and watch the movie. This one was one of your top choices, remember?"

"Which, Dark Victory with Bette Davis, or Nothing Sacred with Carole Lombard?"

"I'm not sure, I'm really not that great with all those Thirties-Forties classics."

"Well, is it the one where the main girl is dying and only has a few months of happiness left? Or is it the one where she pretends to be dying because she likes the glamor of New York?"

"I have no idea, I'm not in there watching it, I'm right here in the kitchen."

"Right, well, they're both really amazing movies, classics, as you said yourself."

"I take your word for it. Now go in there and watch them!" Logan playfully shooed her from the kitchen.

"Oh good, the credits just finished," Rory said, looking at the large plasma screen and taking her place on the couch between Finn and where Logan would be.

"Is Logan in the kitchen all by his lonesome? Maybe I should give him some company." Melissa made another move to get up, but once again a hand caught her elbow. This time it was not Finn's, but Rosemary's, who had squeezed into her original seat between Finn and Melissa.

"He kicked me out, so I'm betting that he won't want anyone else in either," Rory said, not taking her eyes off the screen.

"Are you so sure of that? Maybe he's just waiting for the right company." Melissa looked over at Rory, who still didn't acknowledge her.

"I wouldn't think so. He and Rory are roommates, you can't be much closer friends than that. She's also way smarter than any of us. If Logan wanted someone to talk to, it would most likely be her." Colin spoke up. He was sitting in the large red arm chair, Stephanie on his lap, snuggled against him.

"You're roommates?" Melissa asked incredulously

"Finny, would you mind terribly if I put my feet on your lap? I want to lie down on the couch, now that Logan's spot is free, but I don't want to kick you or anything." Rory ignored Melissa's question and placed her legs across Finn's lap, not waiting for an answer. Rosemary looked slightly annoyed at this, but couldn't help grinning a little.

"Not at all Reporter Girl." Finn whistled, running a hand up and down the bare skin

"Thanks Finny."

"You can rest those gorgeous displays of feminine beauty on my lap anytime." Finn grinned from ear to ear

"Hey, I believe that was my seat when I left this room less than five minutes ago," Logan smiled, placing five bowls of popcorn on the table and nudging Rory's head as he sat down.

"Aw, I was comfy." Rory pouted, propping herself up on one elbow to give him her best scowl

"I wasn't protesting, I just wanted to sit down. You can put your pretty little head down on my lap instead of that pillow." Logan looked down at her, grinning slightly

"You think my head is pretty," Rory cooed playfully

"This is sickening, cut the baby talk and let's just watch the movie." Melissa made a gagging imitation. Quietly, the group laughed, and continued watching the movie.

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"Now what?" Stephanie asked as the final credits for their final film

"Well, I don't know about all of you, but I'm wired, completely sugar high!" Rory exclaimed

"You know what would make this even more fun? Alcohol!" Finn said matter-of-factly

"You always think that." Rose pointed out

"Because it's true!" Finn said even louder

"I'm going to half to agree with Finn on this one," Logan added, give a quick flick to his head in Melissa's direction. The others understood. The alcohol could make Melissa drowsy or even convince her to leave the next day for some foreign country on a ticket she didn't remember buying. No matter what happened, it would at least ensure that she had a hangover tomorrow, and wouldn't be as snappy with her insults.

"Ok, I'll get the scotch, tequila, ect." Colin slowly got up, gently pushing Stephanie off of his lap

"There can be that much alcohol in the house, your family is almost never here." Rory pointed out

"You would be surprised how well stocked a Huntzberger liquor cabinet is, no matter how often the house is used. That a lesson Colin, Finn, and I learned years ago." Logan laughed at the memory of the nineteen year old version of himself and his friends, spending the weekend alone in his house in Russia, and finding that the cabinet was fully stocked.

"But surely we don't need all of the types available. A few beers will do." Melissa did her best to act reserved. Everyone stared at her.

"Beer? Darling, we don't just drink our drinks, we play with them. Beer is for truckers and those unacquainted with society. We don't drink beer unless forced to, that's the old money way." Finn looked disgusted at the very idea.

"It's in the Guide to Surviving Society, a yet to be published, or written, book by yours truly." Logan took a small bow, remaining seated, his fingers unconsciously playing with Rory's hair.

"Of course you will include a detailed report on sub parties and recipes," Finn asked Logan

"Naturally," Logan reassured him, grinning

"Rum and Coke, Whiskey and Lemonade, and Vodka and anything," Finn recited

"Wasn't that tapped to the inside of your father's liquor cabinet?" Logan asked

"I believe it was," Finn laughed

"Ok, I'm back," Colin called, carrying four or five bottles in his arms.

"Wonderful!" Finn cried, throwing his hands up in the air, "Now what should we play?"

I know, definately not a good chapter, and I am being completely serious. I actually didnt have any fun writing this chapter, or at least not as much as I usually do. Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW AND GIVE ME A GAME IDEA FOR THEM TO PLAY THAT INVOLVE ALCOHOL AND EVENTUALLY A ROMANTIC SIDE TO IT. i know the alcohol game thing is overused, but i have no ideas, and thats why im asking you what games would you not mind reading about them playing? which one do you think would be the funniest?