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Chapter Nine: It's Raining Men

Ever since Rory and Logan got together at Stephanie's party they had been inseparable. They walked to class together, at lunch together, and before each class they talked outside of the classroom until they were forced to go in. They were incredibly cute together, and in Paris's opinion, sickening.

"Rory," Paris called out, running after her friend.

"Hey Paris,"

"Where's Huntzberger?"

"He had to get to class early today, apparently some project or something," Paris nodded, still fuming.

"You and him seem pretty serious," Paris mused, keeping her voice light, but Rory could hear the disdain.

"Uh, sure? I don't know, we really haven't specified what we are yet,"

"So you don't know if you're dating?" Paris asked, her tone getting brighter. Rory didn't answer, dread filling her. Were her and Logan dating? Or was she just the next girl in the long line of girls that went with him, and then went on with their lives?

"Do you think we're dating?"

"Well, I don't know. Logan really doesn't seem like the dating type, but you never know," Rory was about to respond when someone interrupted her.

"Hey Gellar, you're looking particularly pissed off today," Rory turned to find a handsome brunette behind her. She remembered him from a debate she had been at before, but was drawing a blank as of who he was. She looked at Paris, waiting for her reaction, but Paris didn't even look at the attractive brunette who obviously had an interest in her.

"Do you constantly have to badger me, Jamie? I'm not pissed off, that's just how my face is," Jamie, Rory thought. Of course it was Jamie, a guy who found Paris's stubbornness and rudeness endearing.

"Hi Jamie," Rory said cheerfully, hoping that Jamie wouldn't notice that she hadn't known who he was before.

"Oh, hi Rory, good job at waiting until Paris said my name to greet me. It would have been terribly hurtful to have called me, let's say, Michael," Rory smiled sheepishly, but Jamie just laughed, patting her shoulder, "I'm just kidding, it's nice to see you again,"

"Jamie, your offbeat humor is definitely not one of your most appealing qualities," Jamie smiled at Paris, heading to his classroom, which they had just passed.

"You know you love it Paris. Bye Rory, it was great talking to you,"

"Bye Jamie!" Rory smiled at Paris, who was trying her hardest not to blush. Yet, once again Paris was defeated by her own body chemistry.

"You're blushing,"

"I am not, it's just a little hot in here,"

"Yeah, because Jamie just left,"

"You have a lot of nerve Gilmore, a lot of nerve," Rory smiled.

"Why don't you just play along. He obviously likes you, and he's a nice guy," Paris shook her head.

"No, I don't date. He probably has some stupid joke with one of his stupid friends about me," Paris said, switching to a mock Jamie voice, "Hey dude, I went on a date with that Gellar girl! How funny is that?"

"You're overreacting Paris. Haven't you ever thought that maybe he could genuinely like you?" Paris was silent for a while and then groaned.

"Ugh, Gilmore, now you have me actually considering him. Thanks a lot," She spat out as she walked into the classroom. Rory smiled, following her into the room.

"You're welcome,"


"So, that game was pretty intense last night," Sookie said as she handed Lorelei a cup of coffee. Lorelei nodded, drinking the caffeine goodness.

"Yes, that it was,"

"I can't believe that Jackson almost punched Chris,"

"I know," Lorelei smiled, remembering the fight. Chris had won the game and had made some remark to Jackson. Jackson of course freaked out and tried to punch Chris. He missed and ended up punching the computer that keeps score.

"Do you know that his hand has actually swelled?"

"Really?"

"Yeah, it looks like one of Mickey Mouse's hand. You know, how he always wears those huge obnoxious gloves. Except Jackson doesn't wear a glove...but it's pretty big," As both Sookie and Lorelei were reminiscing about their eventful night, Michel came in, as unhappy as usual.

"Lorelei, there is someone here to see you," Lorelei walked out to find Chris waiting for her.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

"I'll admit, I'm stalking you," Chris joked.

"Oh, so that was you behind the bushes earlier,"

"Damn, my disguise of a green shirt and some twigs didn't work," Lorelei smiled at this.

"No, that would have worked, the pink ballerina costume you were donning gave it away,"

"Oh, of course,"

"So...what's the real reason you're here?"

"Well, I hear that this place has the best peach pie around,"

"Sookie makes it herself. She puts a special sauce on it that is so good that you'll want to bathe in it,"

"Well, then point me to the table with the pie," She smiled.

"Right this way Mr. Hayden," She lead him to the best table in the dining area and then handed him a menu. Chris looked up at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Okay, now that you have gone through all the trouble tog et me this fantastic table, I think it's only fair for me to invite you to eat with me," Lorelei smiled, blushing slightly.

"Chris, I'd love to, but-"

"If you'd love to then just say yes,"

"But, they need me,"

"Ten minutes, just ten minutes. Tell Sookie to bring out two slices of her famous pie and then we'll talk," Lorelei smiled, considering it.

"Just ten minutes,"

"Ten minutes,"

"Alright, you're on,"


"So, I say that our first official day together was pretty good," Logan said, putting his arm around her waist.

"Uh huh,"

"Paris seemed especially angry today. Any reason why?"

"I don't know," Logan looked at her, surprised and confused by her monotone answers.

"Rory, what's wrong?"

"Nothing,"

"Well, it definitely doesn't sound like nothing,"

"I'm fine," Rory said, wanting just to get home and talk to Lane. She needed a one on one with her best friend, or her mom. She couldn't handle it on her own, she needed a second opinion. Logan stopped walking, facing Rory.

"Okay, now I know that something is up. Will you just tell me what it is, or will I have to keep guessing?" Rory didn't respond so Logan shrugged and then began reeling off reasons why Rory was acting weird, "Uh, you and your mother are fighting, Luke didn't make his coffee strong enough, you-"

"What are we?" Logan looked at her, perplexed.

"Uh, a boy and a girl?"

"No, what are we together,"

"We're dating," Logan said simply. Rory nodded, not responding, "Do you have a problem with that?"

"No," Rory said, shaking her head, "I just don't know where I stand. Are we casually dating, are we friends with benefits dating, serious but then over in a week dating?"

"Rory-"

"I need to know, before I invest myself fully into this relationship, I need to know if it will be worth it. I don't want to get too involved if I'm just another girl to you,"
"You're not another girl to me Rory," Logan took her hand and looked into her eyes.

"But-"

"Rory, to tell you the truth I have never felt this way about anyone before. You're different, you're not what I usually go for, but that's what makes it so great," Rory smiled, her free hand going up to the scarf around her neck. She rubbed it absentmindedly, trying to calm herself down. She was so happy, so excited that she wanted to jump up and down.

"So," Logan continued, "I'd say that our relationship is none of the ones you listed. I'd call it a serious worth investing full self into relationship," Rory kissed him, a huge smile taking over her face. Logan kissed her back, wrapping his arms around her. He realized, that with her in his arms, he felt happier than he had felt in a while. Everything, for once, felt right.


"You do understand that our so called ten minutes has now stretched to a half hour," Lorelei said, smiling. Chris took another bite of the peach pie and shrugged.

"You could have left after ten,"

"The pie hadn't come yet,"
"Well, that's what you get for setting time peramitors," Lorelei smiled, looking down at her pie.

"So Chris, seeing that our little visit is coming to and end, I have to ask you a question," Chris looked at her expectantly.

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to bathe in Sookie's special sauce,"

"No, I'd like to shower in it, that way I could just drink it from the shower head,"
"You could do that with a bath too,"

"Yeah, but the whole sticking your head underneath the faucet is totally overrated," Lorelei smiled, not saying anything. She was too busy pushing a nagging question back down her throat. However, just like vomit, the question came up again, and against all her efforts she couldn't squelch it.

"Chris, what are we doing?" He looked at her surprised.

"Eating pie,"

"No, I mean, what are we doing with us?"

"Oh, well...,"

"I don't expect anything, I just, I need to know where this is heading," Chris thought for a moment and then looked at her.

"Okay," He said, placing his fork back down on the table, "Lorelei Gilmore, will you be my distinguishable dating partner?"

"Chris," She said quietly, the excitement bubbling inside of her bursting. She calmed herself down and then looked at him, "Only if I get to ride your Saturn whenever I want to," Chris smiled, taking her hand.

"Okay, deal,"

A/N: Okay, so...yay...this was a very couple-y chapter. I hope that you liked it. Now you all know that this a balconybuddy and a Rogan...through and through, yes it is. I warn though...drama is coming...but good drama. Please review! I love reading what you think, it helps me to create better chapters. Better chapters mean that you will enjoy them more! So..hit that button...you know that it is so appealing!