Hands down

By: Mourningview

Disclaimer: Just the traditional; not mine, never will be, wish it were but it ain't gunna happen, so long and goodnight.

Summery: One tree hill meets Gilmore girls. Lucas grew up in a small but well-known town of Hartford (which is Tree hill, but with a better name and to fit the story). All things from both shows still apply but are twisted for my pleasure (and yours, I hope.) Read a hopefully you will understand.

Part one: Breathe in for luck.

Sitting on a couch that is resting upon the porch of a beautiful house, two brunets chatter about. They are talking about anything and everything, one topic being the new school that the younger one would be attending in the days to fallow.

"So, Why are you insisting on doing this," the younger of the two asked as the other painted her toes a bright scarlet color.

"Because Rory dear, you're going to be starting private school tomorrow," the other replied.

"Well, yes Ma I will be, but I'm going to be wearing shoes. Nobody's going to see my feet."

" They might!" Lorelai replied enthusiastically. Rory gave her mother a knowing look but Lorelai continued on with her fun. "Everybody knows that private school girls are bad. And bad girls always wear red nail polish."

After the two share a spout of giggles, a lull takes over the conversation. Lorelai concurs it first and begins a new tête-à-tête. "Are you nervous?" She inquires.

Rory looks up at her mother and then back at her feet, " About what?"

"About starting Chilton."

"Well I wasn't until I heard about all those bad girls," Rory mocked her mother. Her mother asks her if she is for real, but before Rory could answer the question seriously, her best friend a small Korean girl runs up to them yelling about a new CD she had just gotten. And the night ends with Rory moving her toes back and forth trying to get them to dry.

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The school day starts off with a few unneeded distractions that pass. One being, Lorelai running around as if she was going to the rodeo and of coarse sleeping in. Once that passed, then a nice comfortable ride was taken to the out skirts of Hartford were Rory's new school was located. Then meeting up with a father that wanted to get into her mothers pants, and of coarse Rory's over baring grandmother who had to make it just that much tougher.

Rory was finally feeling good about the new school and her first day at it, once third period rolled around. She had meet a few people who seemed as if they would be great people to know and a few that seemed to have never seen an outsider. While sitting in her 3rd period, French history class, Rory caught glimpse of someone walking into the room. She held her breath as she took in the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen.

A hand wafts through his golden locks and she waits for her breath to return. Rory almost chocks as she hears his words come out in a muffled speech. " Sir," he says as he hands the male teacher his note. He does not look cocky, but at the same time looks as if he has a secret. He then takes his seat and the teacher goes back to his boring conversation.

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Rory walked out of class to see a couple fighting loudly and passionately. She tries not to stare but just cannot seem to look away. The blonde girl is screaming about her boyfriend (or so Rory assumed) not ever caring about her feelings. The boyfriend tried to hush her with a kiss, but did not get to far when the girl walked away blaring on about the same discussion and the brown haired boy fallowing her hopelessly.

" Soap opera of the popular and resentful," she hears someone mouth behind her. Rory turns and almost knocks over another girl. The girl squinted her eyes and took a step back. "Hi, I'm Hailey," she introduced and let a petite hand fall into place.

Rory took this as an indication for a handshake and also let her hand fall into place; they shook and beamed at each other as Rory then introduced herself. " Lorelai Gilmore, but everyone calls me Rory."

"Who is everyone?" A high-pitched voice comes into play.

Rory then looked over her shoulder and saw a small but well built blonde girl staring at her with piercing eyes. The eyes were more then piercing, if they were daggers they would have cut her throat and began to hack off body parts. " Umm, everyone I have ever known?" Rory replies sheepishly.

The girl dismissed her reply and went on. " I'm Paris."

"Hi, Paris." Rory responded looking from Paris back to Hailey who was giving Rory a signal, with her hand and making the motion that it was cutting her throat. " I didn't see you there, " Rory continued.

" I know all about you, too. Lorelai Gilmore from Stars Hollow."

Rory twitched but continued on with the conversation, "Like I said you can call me, Rory"

" Are you going out for the 'Franklin'?"

Rory turned to Hailey as if to ask what the 'Franklin' was, but Paris cut in and told her.

"Nice innocent act. At least I know you're not going out for drama club. The Franklin, the school paper, is you going out for it?"

" I have to find my locker first." Rory stated sarcastically and Paris gave her another look that could kill.

"I'm going to be editor next year."

Trying to move away from Paris and toward Hailey, Rory sighed. " Well good for you."

"I'm also the top of the class, and I intend to be valedictorian when I graduate."

Rory pointed to herself and then to Hailey. " We're going to go now." As soon as the two started to walk away, they heard Paris yell out.

" You'll never catch up. You'll never beat me. This school is my domain and the Franklin is my domain. And don't you ever forget that."

The two turned a corner and Rory's coloring came back to her face. " Is she bi-polar?"

"I don't believe so, that is just Paris. She has always been like that and most likely will continue to be." They giggled and walked off.

"So, umm…" Rory paused. " Wow, for the first time in my life I do not know what to say."

" It's okay, it happens. We can bond over hating Paris." Hailey suggested.

Rory smiled, " I don't hate people, I dislike intensely."

"How is my favorite girl doing?" Rory turned just in time to have the blonde boy she was previously staring at envelope her into a hug. Her eyes got as big as humanly possible as his hands roamed over her back and she felt herself melt.

"She is doing fine, but she is not the one you are sexually harassing." Rory heard Hailey reply.

"So, who am I sexually harassing?" He questioned, dropping his arms.

" That would be me." Rory mumbled. A second later Rory was left without the boy's appendages around her. " I feel it an honor, to be your favorite girl instantaneously."

Hailey laughed,"Oh, it is." She finished with a wink at Lucas.

" So, Me what is your full name. Is it Mime or Messy or am I totally off base?" Lucas asked with a smile glimmering on his face.

All Rory could think of were the gorgeous teeth that were teetering on the edge of his full red lips. She was so confidante until that very moment, but all was shot to hell there after. She was about to try to move her lips and form a syllable when Hailey answered for her.

" That would be Lorelai 'Rory' Gilmore. She's new." Hailey winked at him.

Rory sat contemplating all that was happening for a moment until Lucas laid his hand upon hers and introduced himself. " I'm Lucas, Tristan Scott. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Rory nodded, in return.

" Well, I got to get going but I'll see you tonight and it was nice meeting you Rory. I'm sure we will meet several times a week, the soap opera like lives of Nathan and Payton are played out quite frequently." Hailey gave a shrug and was off as soon as possible. The bell rang and most of the hall way cleared out.

" Yeah, bye." Rory mumbled and took a step back stepping on to Lucas' foot. " Oh my gosh golly darnet, I'm so sorry. I'm a spaz with a capital 'S'." Rory degraded herself.

"It's okay."

"No, it not. I just thought that you left because you know, she left and… god I'm so sorry."

"Don't be sorry, you have to weigh like 100 pounds, you stepping on my foot will not kill me." Lucas reassured her.

" Not to be rude, because it would be a total insult to be rude after I crippled you, but why are you here?"

" Because the state requires me to go to school?" He answered back.

Rory shook her head emphatically, " No, that's not what I meant. Never mind. Lets start over, I'm Rory" she held out her hand.

Taking his hand and grasping hers electric shocks blasted through her. "Hi Rory, I'm Lucas. I was standing behind you wondering what class you had next?"

"Well, Lucas not to sound like a buffoon, but I have no clue." Rory told him as she reached into her backpack. "Ah here you are!" She talked to her paper as she unfolded it. " I have sophomore gym, you?"

" Me too." Lucas shot back.

"You're a sophomore too?"

" Ah, no. I failed last year."

"How can you fail gym?" Rory asked without thinking.

" You do not show up because you have a half brother in the class." Lucas answered.

Rory made a face, " Sore topic, Sorry."

"No, its okay. I'd tell you about it, but we have to get to gym."

"Y'okay" Rory said as she followed Lucas who took her arm and led the way.