Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls. If I did, one of my stories would be the show. I've taken some of the lines from the episode where Rory starts Chilton, I've changed some of them too.
Rory Gilmore walked down the street of the small town she lived in. A sad look crossed her face as the school passed her. But she didn't really take that in. Lately Rory had only had three things on her mind.
Number one: Lane Kim. Her best friend since forever. She had been sent to Korea for Sophomore year five months ago. They were in diapers together and now, they weren't even on the same continent.
Number Two: Jess Mariano. Her other best friend, since seventh grade. He came to Stars Hollow when Rory was twelve. He'd been thirteen. Jess' mom sent him here to live with Luke after he failed seventh grade. He was friends with the 'punks' in Stars Hollow, so at lunch there would always be a table with seven or eight guys, and her and Lane. Sometimes Luke or Lorelai would drive the two of them to New York to see Jess' old friends. Whenever she could, Lane would go, although her mom wouldn't often let her. But two months ago Liz had called, saying she 'wanted a second chance with her son'. Luke hadn't wanted to send his nephew back to New York, and in all honesty Jess didn't want to go. But what could you do? Luke couldn't tell his sister that she couldn't see her son, and Jess didn't have a choice.
Number three: Chilton Prepatory Academy. She'd just gotten the letter saying that she'd been accepted, yay. The privilege of going to the huge, cold world of the elite, with no one to tell the news to. She hadn't even wanted to go. Emily and Richard Gilmore had wanted her to. The rich grandparents. At first it'd been nice having the elders speaking of how she was sure to get in. It was always her dream to go to Harvard. If she'd gotten into Chilton, it would better the chances of getting in. But now it didn't matter. Plenty of people had gone to public school and gotten into an Ivy League, right? She was leaving everyone she knew to go to a cold impersonal world, she'd heard the stories from her mom and dad.
So here she was, eyes tearing and no shoulder to cry on. Jess in New York, Lane in Korea, and Lorelai in Boston for the weekend at a class. Great, now her only safe place was Luke's. He'd always been like a father, and she could cry on him. Or complain, whichever she felt more inclined to do after she'd walked the last ten yards to the diner.
It was crowded as usual. Luke was giving Kirk his food when she walked in. Luke nodded and motioned towards the counter for her to sit. He had a small, un-Luke like smile. After sitting down, her head made contact with the table, not wanting to talk to anybody. A few seconds later a familiar voice said from behind the counter, "You know, that kills your brain cells, which makes you stupid. I've heard it's very bad for your health."
Her head shot up, to make sure that her ears were not deceiving her, they weren't. "JESS!" She squealed loud enough for the whole town to hear.
Luke smile, but it turned into a loud, "HEY!" as Rory stepped onto the counter top and then jumped off the other side and into her best friend's arms. He smiled and hugged her back. She was like his best friend, little sister, and conscience all rolled into one, and he'd missed her so much. After a few moments of Rory freaking out, she pulled away, now calm, and slapped him.
"Ow! Damn woman, ow. What the hell was that for?"
"We talked on the phone two days ago and you didn't tell me you were coming back!"
"I wanted to see your face when I showed up unexpectedly."
"And you know I hate unexpected!"
"Well, it was funny up until you slapped me." She rolled her eyes and turned to pour herself some coffee, "So, what was with the whole head-meets-counter thing?"
Rory sighed, "I got into Chilton."
"But that's a good thing, right?"
"Well, technically yes."
"What do you mean? I thought you wanted to go to Chilton."
"I did at first. But it was my grandparents who really wanted it, not me. And now I'm leaving Stars Hollow High for some fancy Hartford prep school where I don't even know anyone."
Jess looked at the girl in front of him, his best friend in the world. She deserved Chilton, and she'd meet people. "Tell you what, let's go to your house and have a movie night. We can even watch a bunch of chick flicks if you want to. And then, on Monday, I'll ditch SHH and take you to your prep world. How about it?"
She smiled, Jess always made her smile, "Fine. But I don't want to watch chick flicks."
"No?"
"No, I want to watch horror movies."
"Like Jason and Freddy movies?"
"Yes."
"Gilmore," he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and walking to the door, "You never cease to amaze me."
MONDAY MORNING
Jess woke up at quarter to seven and was dressed and at Rory's within ten minuets. He walked casually into the house to see her sitting at the table , drinking coffee. She motioned to the pot, telling him to get some and stood up to go brush her teeth. A few minuets later she stepped back into the kitchen, dressed and ready to go. "You know we have to stop at the Starbucks in Hartford, right?"
"Of course, what would a Gilmore do without at least a gallon of coffee in her blood stream in the morning?" She stuck her tongue out at him and walked through the door with Jess behind her. They had their normal carefree and easy conversation all the way to school. When they pulled up Jess stared at the school in surprise, "We could fit all of Stars Hollow in that place, buildings and all."
"Yeah, I think it was smaller when I last came here. And less...." she trailed off, trying to think of a word.
"Off with their heads?"
"Yeah." They sat in silence for a few seconds, "What are you doing?" she asked when Jess twisted his head at a weird angle.
"Trying to see if there's a hunchback in that tower over there." Rory twisted her head too, looking. After a few minuets Jess asked, "See one?"
"Nope. You?"
"Nah. I guess it went home." He sat straight again. And she mimicked the movement.
"Too bad."
"Yeah."
She grabbed her bag and opened the door, "Thanks for the ride Jess."
"No problem. I'll come pick you up at three, okay?"
"K, and Jess,"
"Huh?"
"I know you're not going to school today because you drove me here, but since you're back you are going to go, right?"
He mock sighed, "If I have to."
She smiled, "All right, so I'll see you at three?"
"Yup."
"Bye, luv ya."
"You too. Oh, and Ror?"
"Yeah?"
"If any guys hit on you, tell me his name and I'll hunt him down, okay?"
She smiled and shook her head, "Okay." she closed the door and waved before he sped out of the parking lot. Roy turned and looked at the huge school, sighing she closed her eyes, "Chilton, fun."
FRONT OFFICE
There was an old lady at the desk, looking through papers when Rory walked in, "Um, hi, I'm Lorelai Gilmore. I just enrolled here, they said to come see the Headmaster."
"Wait one moment please," she stood up and walked behind two huge double doors. A few seconds later she reappeared, "The headmaster will see you now."
"Thankyou."
After a pointless conversation with the new headmaster, Rory had her schedule and was sitting in class, the teacher's name was Mr. Remmy or something. The door opened and in walked a tall blond boy who handed a note to the teacher. She didn't really pay any attention to him until she felt a small tug on her head. A strand of her hair was running through his fingers as he passed. Their eyes met when she looked up. A small shiver ran up her spine as the hair left his fingers and sat on the row next to hers, a few seats back.
When Tristan came into the room he was surprised to see a new girl sitting in the fourth row. As he walked by, he held a strand of her hair. She looked up and surprised him still when she held his gaze. Sitting a few seats from the mystery girl, Tristan leaned forward and asked the guy in front of him, "Who's that?"
Casey leaned back and said quietly, "New girl."
Tristan rolled his eyes, "No shit, Sherlock. Does the new girl have a name?"
"Um, something with an R I think. Randa or Raven or Rory or something."
Tristan sat back, "Looks like we've got ourselves a Mary." Casey nodded and looked back at the teacher. Class ended and everyone left the room.
Mr. Remmy gave Rory a huge binder of notes and said, "You may want to borrow another student's notes, they'll be more detailed."
She nodded but said nothing. Walking into the corridor, Rory ran into a girl a few inches shorter than her, "Hi, I'm Paris Gellar."
Rory looked at her wide eyed, "Hi."
"I know who you are, Lorelai Gilmore, from Stars Hollow. So, are you going out for 'The Franklin'?"
"The what?"
"Oh, nice innocent act, at least I know you're not going out for Drama. The Franklin. The school news paper. Are you going out for it?"
"I don't know, maybe." Rory turned to walk away, but Paris followed her.
"I'm going to be editor next year."
"Good for you."
Paris turned and backed Rory into a locker, "Listen Gilmore, The Franklin is my domain, and this school is my domain. And you won't do anything to mess that up, or I will make this school a living hell for you." The girl turned on her heel and walked away without another word.
Rory nodded, "I guess you're not going to let me borrow your notes, huh?"
The hall was now almost deserted as she walked down it when someone called from behind her, "Mary!" She ignored it and kept walking, it was probably some guy calling his girlfriend, "Hey, Mary." The blond boy from earlier put a hand on her shoulder.
"Me?"
He laughed lightly, "Yeah, you."
"My name is Rory."
"Yeah, well my name is Tristan."
"Hi Tristan." She'd heard about the famous player, Tristan Dugrey, from two girls gossiping in the hall.
"Hi. You were in my last class, right?" He asked, although he already knew the answer.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Well, Remmy's class is tough."
"Yeah, it was very," she paused, thinking of a word, "intense."
"You know, I could let you borrow my notes, if you want."
"Really? That would be great."
"How great?" He asked, backing her into the locker.
"Well, Mr. Remmy said that getting someone's notes would be,"
"I could even help you study if you want."
"Well, I've always viewed studying as a solitary activity, but I can't refuse help now can I?" she asked, knowing he was playing with her.
"No," She obviously knew how to play the game, he could tell, "I could come over later tonight and help you." His finger trailed over her neck gently.
"Great. Do you need directions?"
"No."
"How do you know where I live?"
"I have my ways." he smirked, "Later Mary."
A few seconds later a brunette girl walked up and pushed Rory hard into a locker, "Ow, now that was unnecessary."
"Oh, shutup, bitch. Look, I'm Summer Lantry. That little episode that just took place with my boyfriend won't happen again, all right?"
"What 'little episode'?"
"Please, you were all over him."
"Who, Tristan?"
"Of course Tristan, who did you think? Anyway, he's mine, remember that."
"Well, if he's you boyfriend, and you don't trust him to even talk to another girl, then I'd suggest you rethink your relationship."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what it sounded like, if you don't trust him, I'd suggest you rethink dating him, but that's just me."
"I don't need relationship advice from the new girl, okay!"
"Whatever, I'm not the one who came up to you."
"Look, just remember this, if you don't stay away from Tristan, I will make your life at this school a living hell." With that, Summer turned and walked away.
A smirk formed on Rory's lips, 'Tristan', she said in her mind, she'd only been at this school for a few hours, and already she had the biggest player and king of the school coming over, and the two cattiest girls had threatened to make her life a living hell. This year could be fun after all.
A/N: Ok, before you flame me on how different Rory is, keep in mind that she has been best friends with Jess for over three years, so she will act differently than she does in the show.
Rory Gilmore walked down the street of the small town she lived in. A sad look crossed her face as the school passed her. But she didn't really take that in. Lately Rory had only had three things on her mind.
Number one: Lane Kim. Her best friend since forever. She had been sent to Korea for Sophomore year five months ago. They were in diapers together and now, they weren't even on the same continent.
Number Two: Jess Mariano. Her other best friend, since seventh grade. He came to Stars Hollow when Rory was twelve. He'd been thirteen. Jess' mom sent him here to live with Luke after he failed seventh grade. He was friends with the 'punks' in Stars Hollow, so at lunch there would always be a table with seven or eight guys, and her and Lane. Sometimes Luke or Lorelai would drive the two of them to New York to see Jess' old friends. Whenever she could, Lane would go, although her mom wouldn't often let her. But two months ago Liz had called, saying she 'wanted a second chance with her son'. Luke hadn't wanted to send his nephew back to New York, and in all honesty Jess didn't want to go. But what could you do? Luke couldn't tell his sister that she couldn't see her son, and Jess didn't have a choice.
Number three: Chilton Prepatory Academy. She'd just gotten the letter saying that she'd been accepted, yay. The privilege of going to the huge, cold world of the elite, with no one to tell the news to. She hadn't even wanted to go. Emily and Richard Gilmore had wanted her to. The rich grandparents. At first it'd been nice having the elders speaking of how she was sure to get in. It was always her dream to go to Harvard. If she'd gotten into Chilton, it would better the chances of getting in. But now it didn't matter. Plenty of people had gone to public school and gotten into an Ivy League, right? She was leaving everyone she knew to go to a cold impersonal world, she'd heard the stories from her mom and dad.
So here she was, eyes tearing and no shoulder to cry on. Jess in New York, Lane in Korea, and Lorelai in Boston for the weekend at a class. Great, now her only safe place was Luke's. He'd always been like a father, and she could cry on him. Or complain, whichever she felt more inclined to do after she'd walked the last ten yards to the diner.
It was crowded as usual. Luke was giving Kirk his food when she walked in. Luke nodded and motioned towards the counter for her to sit. He had a small, un-Luke like smile. After sitting down, her head made contact with the table, not wanting to talk to anybody. A few seconds later a familiar voice said from behind the counter, "You know, that kills your brain cells, which makes you stupid. I've heard it's very bad for your health."
Her head shot up, to make sure that her ears were not deceiving her, they weren't. "JESS!" She squealed loud enough for the whole town to hear.
Luke smile, but it turned into a loud, "HEY!" as Rory stepped onto the counter top and then jumped off the other side and into her best friend's arms. He smiled and hugged her back. She was like his best friend, little sister, and conscience all rolled into one, and he'd missed her so much. After a few moments of Rory freaking out, she pulled away, now calm, and slapped him.
"Ow! Damn woman, ow. What the hell was that for?"
"We talked on the phone two days ago and you didn't tell me you were coming back!"
"I wanted to see your face when I showed up unexpectedly."
"And you know I hate unexpected!"
"Well, it was funny up until you slapped me." She rolled her eyes and turned to pour herself some coffee, "So, what was with the whole head-meets-counter thing?"
Rory sighed, "I got into Chilton."
"But that's a good thing, right?"
"Well, technically yes."
"What do you mean? I thought you wanted to go to Chilton."
"I did at first. But it was my grandparents who really wanted it, not me. And now I'm leaving Stars Hollow High for some fancy Hartford prep school where I don't even know anyone."
Jess looked at the girl in front of him, his best friend in the world. She deserved Chilton, and she'd meet people. "Tell you what, let's go to your house and have a movie night. We can even watch a bunch of chick flicks if you want to. And then, on Monday, I'll ditch SHH and take you to your prep world. How about it?"
She smiled, Jess always made her smile, "Fine. But I don't want to watch chick flicks."
"No?"
"No, I want to watch horror movies."
"Like Jason and Freddy movies?"
"Yes."
"Gilmore," he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and walking to the door, "You never cease to amaze me."
MONDAY MORNING
Jess woke up at quarter to seven and was dressed and at Rory's within ten minuets. He walked casually into the house to see her sitting at the table , drinking coffee. She motioned to the pot, telling him to get some and stood up to go brush her teeth. A few minuets later she stepped back into the kitchen, dressed and ready to go. "You know we have to stop at the Starbucks in Hartford, right?"
"Of course, what would a Gilmore do without at least a gallon of coffee in her blood stream in the morning?" She stuck her tongue out at him and walked through the door with Jess behind her. They had their normal carefree and easy conversation all the way to school. When they pulled up Jess stared at the school in surprise, "We could fit all of Stars Hollow in that place, buildings and all."
"Yeah, I think it was smaller when I last came here. And less...." she trailed off, trying to think of a word.
"Off with their heads?"
"Yeah." They sat in silence for a few seconds, "What are you doing?" she asked when Jess twisted his head at a weird angle.
"Trying to see if there's a hunchback in that tower over there." Rory twisted her head too, looking. After a few minuets Jess asked, "See one?"
"Nope. You?"
"Nah. I guess it went home." He sat straight again. And she mimicked the movement.
"Too bad."
"Yeah."
She grabbed her bag and opened the door, "Thanks for the ride Jess."
"No problem. I'll come pick you up at three, okay?"
"K, and Jess,"
"Huh?"
"I know you're not going to school today because you drove me here, but since you're back you are going to go, right?"
He mock sighed, "If I have to."
She smiled, "All right, so I'll see you at three?"
"Yup."
"Bye, luv ya."
"You too. Oh, and Ror?"
"Yeah?"
"If any guys hit on you, tell me his name and I'll hunt him down, okay?"
She smiled and shook her head, "Okay." she closed the door and waved before he sped out of the parking lot. Roy turned and looked at the huge school, sighing she closed her eyes, "Chilton, fun."
FRONT OFFICE
There was an old lady at the desk, looking through papers when Rory walked in, "Um, hi, I'm Lorelai Gilmore. I just enrolled here, they said to come see the Headmaster."
"Wait one moment please," she stood up and walked behind two huge double doors. A few seconds later she reappeared, "The headmaster will see you now."
"Thankyou."
After a pointless conversation with the new headmaster, Rory had her schedule and was sitting in class, the teacher's name was Mr. Remmy or something. The door opened and in walked a tall blond boy who handed a note to the teacher. She didn't really pay any attention to him until she felt a small tug on her head. A strand of her hair was running through his fingers as he passed. Their eyes met when she looked up. A small shiver ran up her spine as the hair left his fingers and sat on the row next to hers, a few seats back.
When Tristan came into the room he was surprised to see a new girl sitting in the fourth row. As he walked by, he held a strand of her hair. She looked up and surprised him still when she held his gaze. Sitting a few seats from the mystery girl, Tristan leaned forward and asked the guy in front of him, "Who's that?"
Casey leaned back and said quietly, "New girl."
Tristan rolled his eyes, "No shit, Sherlock. Does the new girl have a name?"
"Um, something with an R I think. Randa or Raven or Rory or something."
Tristan sat back, "Looks like we've got ourselves a Mary." Casey nodded and looked back at the teacher. Class ended and everyone left the room.
Mr. Remmy gave Rory a huge binder of notes and said, "You may want to borrow another student's notes, they'll be more detailed."
She nodded but said nothing. Walking into the corridor, Rory ran into a girl a few inches shorter than her, "Hi, I'm Paris Gellar."
Rory looked at her wide eyed, "Hi."
"I know who you are, Lorelai Gilmore, from Stars Hollow. So, are you going out for 'The Franklin'?"
"The what?"
"Oh, nice innocent act, at least I know you're not going out for Drama. The Franklin. The school news paper. Are you going out for it?"
"I don't know, maybe." Rory turned to walk away, but Paris followed her.
"I'm going to be editor next year."
"Good for you."
Paris turned and backed Rory into a locker, "Listen Gilmore, The Franklin is my domain, and this school is my domain. And you won't do anything to mess that up, or I will make this school a living hell for you." The girl turned on her heel and walked away without another word.
Rory nodded, "I guess you're not going to let me borrow your notes, huh?"
The hall was now almost deserted as she walked down it when someone called from behind her, "Mary!" She ignored it and kept walking, it was probably some guy calling his girlfriend, "Hey, Mary." The blond boy from earlier put a hand on her shoulder.
"Me?"
He laughed lightly, "Yeah, you."
"My name is Rory."
"Yeah, well my name is Tristan."
"Hi Tristan." She'd heard about the famous player, Tristan Dugrey, from two girls gossiping in the hall.
"Hi. You were in my last class, right?" He asked, although he already knew the answer.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Well, Remmy's class is tough."
"Yeah, it was very," she paused, thinking of a word, "intense."
"You know, I could let you borrow my notes, if you want."
"Really? That would be great."
"How great?" He asked, backing her into the locker.
"Well, Mr. Remmy said that getting someone's notes would be,"
"I could even help you study if you want."
"Well, I've always viewed studying as a solitary activity, but I can't refuse help now can I?" she asked, knowing he was playing with her.
"No," She obviously knew how to play the game, he could tell, "I could come over later tonight and help you." His finger trailed over her neck gently.
"Great. Do you need directions?"
"No."
"How do you know where I live?"
"I have my ways." he smirked, "Later Mary."
A few seconds later a brunette girl walked up and pushed Rory hard into a locker, "Ow, now that was unnecessary."
"Oh, shutup, bitch. Look, I'm Summer Lantry. That little episode that just took place with my boyfriend won't happen again, all right?"
"What 'little episode'?"
"Please, you were all over him."
"Who, Tristan?"
"Of course Tristan, who did you think? Anyway, he's mine, remember that."
"Well, if he's you boyfriend, and you don't trust him to even talk to another girl, then I'd suggest you rethink your relationship."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what it sounded like, if you don't trust him, I'd suggest you rethink dating him, but that's just me."
"I don't need relationship advice from the new girl, okay!"
"Whatever, I'm not the one who came up to you."
"Look, just remember this, if you don't stay away from Tristan, I will make your life at this school a living hell." With that, Summer turned and walked away.
A smirk formed on Rory's lips, 'Tristan', she said in her mind, she'd only been at this school for a few hours, and already she had the biggest player and king of the school coming over, and the two cattiest girls had threatened to make her life a living hell. This year could be fun after all.
A/N: Ok, before you flame me on how different Rory is, keep in mind that she has been best friends with Jess for over three years, so she will act differently than she does in the show.