He! Thanks for all the great reviews! For anyone who is writing their own GG fic, or was just wondering, I have TIVO and watched the "But not as cute as Pushkin" episode again, and Logan has BROWN eyes.
Chapter 6 Happy New Year
Rory went home for Christmas break, bit she wasn't the only one heading home. Jess lift the day before Christmas Eve. Rory knew he had to leave and accepted that. They had decided to just be friends, and were both content with their decision. They simply just didn't want to screw everything up again.
She spent a quiet Christmas with Lorelei and Luke. Their relationship took a long time in coming, but they were so happy. Rory longed for a relationship like that. They were so happy, fighting and laughing constantly. 'How much would it take?' she wondered.
Luke, Lorelei, and Rory stood at the door, waiting for the maid to answer. "Oh, Rory! I forgot to ask! How are you getting back to Yale? Your car won't be fixed 'till Tuesday right? Is 'limo boy' giving you a ride?" Of course, Lorelei didn't feel the least it guilty about allowing the car to overheat. It wasn't permanently damaged, and besides, she was the one paying for it anyway.
"I guess," Rory sighed. She was not looking forward to this whole night being spent with the cocky, frustrating Logan Huntzberger, but she had no choice.
Lorelei smiled. She enjoyed tormenting her daughter, because Rory didn't know that her mother noticed how she blushed when the aforementioned 'limo boy' was the topic of conversation.
Once they entered the living room for drinks, Luke and Lorelei immediately sat down on one of the couches, hoping not to attract too much attention. The more time Emily Gilmore spent deep in conversation with Marian Huntzberger, the less time she spent arguing with Lorelei.
Rory quickly scanned the room. Her grandfather and Mr. Huntzberger were nowhere to be seen, probably in the study talking business of some sort. The others were seated. Rory approached a small girl, probably around eight years old, not wanting to deal with Logan yet. "Hi, are you Logan's sister?" she asked.
The little girl seemed surprised to be acknowledged. "Rory?" she asked. Rory nodded in reply. "Finn said you're quite a catch, not that I know what that means," she said innocently. "But I can see why he said Logan was jealous of your friend Jessie."
Rory was startled by this piece of information. "Finn told you all this?" she asked.
"No, I've just overheard him, I'm Mary by the way."
"Well, it's nice to meet you Mary." Rory smiled.
Just then, Logan decided to walk over. "Mary, why don't you get some more soda?" he implied. He turned and winked at Rory. "Little kids have such wild imaginations," he said with a smirk.
When dinner was served Rory sat between Mary and Logan. "So," Mr. Huntzberger said, making small talk. "I hear you're also on the newspaper staff down at Yale. I presume your working just as hard as Logan. It's so hard to find good stories these days."
Rory laughed. "True, true. In fact, some of us just go down to the office for a nap here and there."
"Really? Like who?" Mrs. Huntzberger asked, in the mood for gossip.
"Well…," Rory started, but never finished when someone wittingly kicked her from under the table. Amused by her startled reaction, Logan discovered a new way of keeping the reporter girl quiet. Make her uncomfortable. Under the table, he carefully placed his hand on her knee. He watched as Rory squirmed, then turned to glare at him.
Logan turned back to his mother. "I think Rory was just exaggerating a little bit mom. It's an old reporter's habit." Just then he felt a sharp pain on the backside of his hand. He turned to face Rory with alarm. Was she seriously digging her nails into him right now?
Looks like Lorelei Leigh Gilmore has more wit than he thought.
Rory and Logan stood on the porch waiting for his driver to bring the limo around front. "Why did you do that?" she asked, obviously peeved.
"To watch you squirm," Logan answered joyfully. "Hey Gilmore, look up"
Rory looked up to find mistletoe hanging from the porch lamp. Who's dumb idea had it been to hang that there? "Doesn't count Huntzberger, its after Christmas."
"It doesn't matter if it's after Christmas," Logan said with a smirk. Suddenly, Logan's lips crashed hers. It wasn't the sudden action that surprised Rory the most though. It was that she didn't pull back. "Happy New Year Ace," he whispered, turning to get into the limo.