Hey; First of all the main purpose of this part is to give credit to Eagle Eye Cherry for the use of his song "Falling In love." That I placed in chapter 6. The second part is to thank all of you reviewers especially; Apple Eye, Kitty and Mimi(you rock, thanks for the loads of reviews!), Jewls13(a faithful reader of both my fics), Bess, Shayness, Crissy, Mandie( thanks, girl you rock!), Bent 137 (thanks for all the support) ( ) whoever leaves this sign, Lrnd (rock on!) and to Silver_Star, Adrainna Wolfen and Shimemore who have showed endless support for my R/J story, I couldn't have finished without it! My next fic I'll be posting very very soon. Here is the summary and a short preview:

Summary: Tucked away in the lush Harvard campus, Three enemies (A Rory, A rebel and a certain city in France, who all once shared the same blue uniform) from the past meet again to share their years at College. Engulfed with Romance, fighting, competition and chivalry two create ties that bind, a friendship so strong who knows what might happen. (Not your traditional future fic see AN for explanation)

AN: Ahem…Please enjoy this fic, It's my first future thing, I'm a Trory convert **not that I'm hinting anything** Please R/R and enjoy. PS The formatting for this story is pretty different, I've filled it mostly with conversations, most of it is just left to the imagination, not to much description, lets just say its not traditional.

The Fourth Floor

Part One

Rory lugged two bags up the stairs, while her mom, and luke followed carrying a chair and a plant. "Oh man, what floor are you on," Lorelai whined, panting.

"Fourth," Rory replied, opening the door to the landing.

"I think I need a stairmaster," She commented, gazing at the plant.

"Look for Room 402," Rory's voice echoed in the long wooden hallway. Finally, the reached it and Rory pushed the door open, revealing a medium sized room with a bed, desk, and night table. The window was open revealing a beautiful campus, full of students milling around, carrying bags. "It's weird that there's no one else up here." Rory stuck her head out into the small hallway. Glancing around she turned around in disbelief. "There's only three rooms up here."

"I guess we're in the attic or something," Lorelai commented looking around the room. "It's a nice room, you have high ceilings." Rory nodded smiling.

"I'm glad I got stuck up here, though. It'll be quieter for studying."

"And partying," Lorelai giggled.

"Harvard students don't party, they just hold loud study groups." Rory glanced out into the hallway. Luke carried up the rest of her stuff. "Thanks Luke, I don't think I could've survived another trip." He smiled and stuck out his hand.

"Good Luck."

"Thanks, Luke."

"I'll see you in the car, Lorelai." He turned and headed down the steps.

"I'm going to miss you, kid." Lorelai ruffled her hair.

"I love you Mom."

"I love you too. Good Luck, call me tonight ok."

"Bye." Rory, walked with her to the top of the stairs and hugged her good-bye. She turned when her Mother was out of sight and sat down on her bed, leaving the door open so she could meet her other floor-mates when they arrived. She began to unpack but a few minutes later she heard the door open. Sticking her head out into the hallway she jaw dropped.

"Tristan?"

"Mary?"

And that's not all…look for it in a few days.

Lata babe

J