After dinner was finished, Martha sent the Clark and his father to finish the evening chores and she shoed Rory upstairs and refused to let her help. So feeling that there was nothing better to do, she decided to finish unpacking. She had asked if there was a spare c.d. player she could use, so Clark had left his old one in her room. After turning on her music, she quickly finished setting up her room.

When she finished, she saw that it was only 8:30 so she picked up a book and began to read. After 30 pages she heard a quiet knock on the door and saw Clark poke his head in.

"Hey." She greeted him. "C'mon in."

"I just wanted to make sure you had everything you needed." He said as he came in and began to marvel at all her books.

"Now that I have music again, I'm great." She said as she watched him look at her books.

"Wow. You really brought a library, Proust, Orwell, Faulkner, Rand… did you miss anything?" He asked as he pulled the chair away from the desk, turned it backwards and sat.

"I hope I didn't forget anything. But I like to have a wide variety to choose from." She explained setting down her current endeavor.

"So what's this school you go to like?" he asked wanting to get to know her better.

"Chilton is a private school in Hartford. It supposed to be the best in the country. Although judging from the stuck-up, pompous, pricks that go there, you wouldn't be able to tell. I got in two years ago and I've been battling it since." She summed it up.

"If the kids are so terrible, why do you go?"

"Because to get into Harvard it's not enough to be the top of you class at a small town high school, you have to be at the top of the best schools." She tried to explain. "What about your school? Do I need to worry about anything tomorrow?"

"You'll be fine, it's just your average high school. The world is run by jock and your only cool if you're a cheerleader or football player."

"Ah, sounds like just what I wanted to get away from at Star's Hollow High." She laughed.

"Speaking of Star's Hollow, why exactly did you need so much to get away from it?" he asked just realizing how vague the reason he'd gotten before was.

"It's a really long story, and I'm kinda tired so I think I'm going to go to bed." She quickly changed the subject and jumped off the bed. Clark took the hint and decided to say good night.

"It's ok if you don't want to talk about it." He told her. "I'll see you in the morning. Good night."

"Good night!" Rory replied feigning sincerity. After Clark left Rory began to settle in for the night. She was just about to turn out the light when there came another knock at the door. This time Martha stuck her head in.

"Rory, you have a phone call, it's your mom." She said handing a phone to Rory.

"Thanks!" she said to Martha. "Mom! Hey!" she said into the phone as soon as Martha had left the room.

"Hey Kiddo! How's it going? Is it the funny farm?" Lorelai asked.

"Well it's a farm, and it's funny, so it's quite possible." She quipped in their usual way.

"Interesting. So tell me all about it. How are Martha and Jonathan? Ohh tell me about Clark! Is he cute?" Lorelai screeched excitedly.

"Ok, hold on one thing at a time." Rory replied trying the impossible act of calming her mother "the farm is… a farm. There corn as far as the eye can see, very few people, and lots of animals." She began but was interrupted.

"What! Real animals!"

"Yea real animals, you know the kind that you don't have to drop a quarter in their ear to make them move. You've seen them on television!" Rory joked. "As I was saying. Martha is really nice, but I only met Jonathan during dinner, so I don't really have an opinion of him yet."

"I'm so glad you like them, but get to the juicy stuff. Tell me about the kid!"

"Jeez Mom! You act like a 13 year old!" Rory complained, but knew it would be worse if she didn't tell her mom about Clark. "Well, Clark is the same age as me, he's about 6'1", um…"

"Yea, yea, get to the god stuff. Is he cute?"

"Yea he is."

"How cute?"

"Very."

"More elaboration please, Miss Dictionary, your dad didn't buy you the big old dictionary for nothing!"

"Ok, ok, he's really cute, he'd put Dean and half of the male species to shame."

"That's better! Now, what are you going to do about this cutie?"

"Mom!" Rory exclaimed. The two talked for a little longer. And then Rory headed off to dream land.