Thanks so much for the reviews! This is my first fanfic and I was so excited to get feedback that I started dancing and promptly scared every living thing away within a mile radius. That said, your reviews were also very helpful. I made lots of changes to the first chapter, including spelling of names and the horoscope. And I also am going to try to add more insight into characters like JennaTripped suggested. Please bear with me, its a work in progress and I'm a little rusty. Jeesh, I'm long-winded.

Lane Kim was a rebel at heart. She loved rock and roll (to the dismay of her over protective Korean mother) and was now starting to like boys (which was another subject Mrs. Kim frowned upon).

"I've never understood the difference between cute and hot. Explain it to me again?" Rory asked as she and Lane set down their lunch trays at their usual table. Lane rolled her eyes.

"Okay, listen closely. Cute is...Leonardo."

"Davinci?"

"You need to get a love life, Rory. No more Dickens for you." Rory laughed.

"I'll have to cut down. Continue."

"And hot is...Heath Ledger." She took a moment to put her hands on her heart and sigh. Rory blinked.

"I'm gonna die an old maid." Lane patted her on the shoulder comfortingly.

"It takes time." At that moment, a short skinny girl with long blonde hair marched over to where Rory and Lane were sitting and began to interrogate them. (A/N: Oh, I know Paris meets Rory at Chilton but she's such a wonderful character that I just couldn't find it in my heart of hearts to exclude her! Please don't persecute me!)

"Would you two deny the edibility of cafeteria food at Stars Hollow Elementary?"

"Hullo Paris."

"Edibility?"

"The meatballs bounce."

"Huh?" Rory asked incredulously.

"They bounce. The most horrific thing I ever saw. I was getting up to go to the bathroom, when I knocked my lunch tray over by accident. My meatball went Boing, Boing, Boing, Splat right into the trash can." Rory and Lane looked at each other. Paris huffed and puffed.

"I've decided to take home-made lunches to school from now on. I suggest that you two do the same. I'm only telling you this because I think your lives are worth something."

"Uh, thanks Paris. We'll take that into advisement." Lane said. With that, Paris stormed off.

"Do you think she'll be scarred for life?"

"Most likely."

"Luke, what's up in the hood my homie? Dude, you always seem to attract the ladies, what's your secret?" Kirk enquired in a fluctuating voice. Luke stared at the desperate high school nerd in front of him. His hair was pushed off to the side (A/N: In very likeness of Donald Trump : ) and he had rolled up his pants in order to avoid puddles.

"If you've been around here for the last...oh, I don't know...7 years, you'd know there's no secret. And if I had a secret, which I obviously do not, I wouldn't tell you because it'd be a secret." Kirk looked skeptical.

"You can't fool me, bro. Lorelai comes here all the time. She's a bodacious babe." Lorelai's face flashed through Luke's mind.

"She comes here to buy coffee because she has a problem. And, don't talk like that."

"Like what, dawg? I'm down, yo." And as a second thought, he leaned back on the counter and folded his arms in front of him, blocking his pocket protector. Poor kid. Luke thought.

"Just don't Kirk. You're going to disturb people. Myself included." He looked extremely put-out. As Luke circled around the tables at his diner refilling water glasses, he settled into a surly mood. Yeah, he was a loner, but why did everyone have to constantly remind him of his bachelorhood? Stars Hollow, the town where everybody butts in to everybody else's business. He didn't want a relationship, Luke argued with himself. He gritted his teeth. Yeah, he did. He was just reluctant after Rachel. His pessimistic side debated, There's no one you'd want to be in a relationship with right now anyway. The more sensible side of Luke knew this wasn't true.

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