The Retreat: Chapter 3
A/N: Ok off the bat I still don't own "Gilmore Girls," but I did manage to get the first four seasons of "Buffy The Vampire Slayer." So I own that :::evil laugh::: wait, what's that? Oh my "lawyer" just informed me that owning the DVDs does not mean I own the show. Damn. Maybe I can buy one of those canceled shows for cheap. Oh yea and thanks to my reviews keep them coming and I'll keep writing.
Ahh! Paris In The Morning
:::The Halls Of Chilton:::
Nothing could ever be more refreshing than Paris in the morning, unless you count manure. That's probably refreshing. Nothing wakes you up faster than the smell of manure in the morning. But it was a close second compared to Paris. Even after three years, Rory still couldn't believe how intense Paris was first ting in the morning. She was surprised Paris could be at full strength even before class began. And as she had experienced in Washington, Paris was not different in her sleep. Rory had only tuned out for a few seconds, but it felt like she missed Paris's point.
"What" Rory asked trying not to sound oblivious.
"Were you even listening to me Gilmore?"
"I'm sorry Paris I have a lot on my mind."
"Well snap out of it. This is important. The future of the Franklin is at stake."
"What?"
"Our last issue is due out next Friday. As the outgoing President and Vice president we are expected to write about our experiences here at Chilton. Last year's president was an idiot, so it shouldn't be hard to beat his memoir. I mean, anyone that treasures the time they shot a spitball at the some random geek in the cafeteria. Oh and the president elect is also an idiot. Isn't there someone in this whole school who is qualified for this job besides me.
"Paris you either have to let go, or stay back another year."
"Oh I forgot to mention that I wasn't able to pick the new editor of the Franklin.
"Yea the advisor does that Paris."
"You should have seen some of the submissions. They make Madeline look like Harper Lee."
"Paris, aren't those submissions supposed to be for the advisor's eyes only?"
"Yes, but Mrs. Clarke doesn't know what she's doing."
"She has a masters degree in journalism."
"What's your point?"
"My point is that she knows what she is doing, and she will pick the person most qualified for the job."
"Just because she has a degree doesn't mean she knows what she's doing."
"Clearly," Rory wondered why she even tried. Paris was clearly on a tirade and there was no stopping her. "What time is it?"
"It's 8:00 am."
"Shouldn't we head to the auditorium? Headmaster Charleston is going to talk about retreat."
"Fine! But he's just another one of those clueless individuals running this school. No wonder I didn't get into Harvard."
"Paris… Let's go"
End chapter 3
Next chapter – We depart for greener pastures.
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