A/n: I decided to avoid my math review for the moment and begin a story about my friend's topsy-turvy life, yet take the Gilmore Girls characters to represent her and so on. This is to Jackie, I hope I capture you perfectly you awesome person you…

P.s. I don't own Gilmore Girls, so don't sue me!

Meeting Mr. I'm-So-Hot-I-Know-You-Want-Me

Rory was bored. She was bored and tired. She was bored with being so damn perfect all the time, tired of being so nice and naïve. She knew things, and she wanted people to know. She wasn't the same, not anymore. She had changed and it was because of him. He was what most people called bad for her. Today she'd admit the same, but back then, he was wonderful. He was everything she wanted, everything she had ever desired. But he was wrong for her- he was bad, a trouble maker the town called him. He left her- more than once. She almost slept with him even. But she didn't, he was history. And now it was time to face reality- she needed someone like him again- a new challenge.

Jess Mariano was her first real challenging love, he brought fire and passion- things she had never experienced with boring old Dean. Okay, so he was nice and charming, but boy did that Dean have a temper. He needed a few chill pills and maybe a lesson in how to not be well… so damned boring!

So now that Dean and Jess were gone from her life, she needed someone who was cute, friendly, nice yet dangerous. She loved danger- it was like an aphrodisiac for her, she couldn't but help be attracted. Every part of her body told her no, but she couldn't stop the fire that built inside her- the passion the danger released.

It was time to let that little devil inside of her out- she needed someone who took care of her, like Dean, but was still different and wild like Jess. It was time to go and the perfect place to find a wild, crazy cool guy- no other place but the campus pub where a hot new band was playing.

"Hello?" an obviously tired girl answered the phone. She had found it near her bathroom for some odd reason, under a pile of dirty clothes. Eww.

"Kimiko, are you up to see a band tonight? I mean it'll be fucking awesome and we can meet guys, and I'll introduce you to a guy and we'll have fun," Rory rambled to her new friend.

They'd met before, but didn't really hit it off. Then one night, Rory opened up to Kimiko about all her boy troubles and they just seemed to click. It also helped that they were in two classes together at Yale and lived in the same dorm.

"A band? What kind of band?" Kimiko asked attempting to locate her sweater. Her room was like a freaking freezer and her long sleeved shirt was just not keeping the cold away.

"Um, I don't know. But does it really matter when you'll be spending super amounts of time with me?" Rory replied excitedly waiting for her friend's response.

"Fine. I'll go. But I better meet a hottie, because I have had the worst luck these days!"

"Of course, we'll be all outgoing tonight. Maybe hook up with the band," Rory suggested.

"I don't randomly hook up Lorelei. I just want to meet someone, get a connection, score a date. And when said date is scored, make out with him then," Kimiko smiled broadly as Rory chuckled on the other end of the phone. She had finally located her baggy sweater and was now searching for her shoes. She really needed to clean this place up. It was a freaking sty!

"Prude!" she cried.

"Whore." Kimiko screamed into the phone playfully.

"But a loved whore at that. So tonight at nine? The pub?" she asked once more.

"Yes, I'll meet you there- I have to study before we go. Talk to you then," she clicked off the phone and headed down the hallway for breakfast. Cleaning could wait, she was dying for a cup of coffee and a doughnut!

Rory was struggling- she couldn't seem to get her black shoes from under her bed where they had been wedged who knows when. A few tugs later, she had pulled one from the clutches of her evil bed and sat down triumphantly holding it in the air like a trophy.

As she crouched down to get the other one, her door shot open and she hit her head on the under edge of her bed.

"Fuck!" she cried out sitting up to see who had entered.

"Sorry Rory, it's just me, Eiren," he said shyly. Earlier that day, she had called him hot, to his face, right in class. He had blushed tremendously and made her feel like a complete idiot.

It was part of her "take the boy by the balls" attitude and her first try at this didn't seem to exactly hit off. Mostly because Eiren was her good guy friend, and lived across the hall. Not to mention they saw each other like everyday and it was making him feel awkward that she thought of him as hot.

"Oh hey Eiren," she stood up wrenching her hands together. This was not supposed to be awkward; it was supposed to just be an everyday thing. Something she casually did to every random hot guy, to make them feel good and boost her own confidence.

"So, did you need help or something?" he asked as he watched her struggling with the other shoe under her bed. She had to avert his cute dimpled cheeks and sexy eyes in order to stop from blushing. Damn that boy for being all cutesy and whatnot.

With a final tug, Rory pulled the boot hard and knocked herself into Eiren, who had now crouched down to help her. She fell into his hard body as he held her from hitting the ground. She turned around slowly to look into his sparkling eyes and noticed he was smirking. He bent down and crushed Rory's lips with his own in a sweet, gentle kiss. It was short and passionless but was kind of cool that he was so spontaneous. Rory pushed herself away from him and put her shoes on before she changed her mind.

"Thanks, um, I have to go, I'm meeting someone, so later?" she led him to the door and he turned around quickly on her.

"Do you want to….never mind, see you tomorrow," he left her apartment and headed into his own. Once his door shut, Rory exited her dorm room and proceeded down the hall to see if Kimiko was ready to go. She knocked on her door wildly and was shocked to see Kimiko completely ready in a cute mini skirt and Beatles vintage rock t-shirt.

"Yes, I know. It's a miracle I could even find clean clothes, let alone already be dressed, but I am, so let's go," she said and left her room with Rory in tow.

Once on their way to the pub they walked briskly to avoid the biting cold.

"I'm glad you came," Rory said to her friend who was walking pretty damned fast. You'd think she was a speed walker at the rate she was moving.

"It's not a problem, I figured there'd be at least one cute guy at the pub tonight anyway," she replied honestly.

"Eiren kissed me," Rory blurted out causing Kimiko to stop dead in her tracks.

"Shy Eiren? As in the Eiren you had a crush on for like, ever?"

"Yep, and he's not that shy. Just reserved," she defended and continued to walk into the pub. Kimiko followed behind her in silence completely shocked that her friend was already getting some action. Damn her and her looks.

They took seats near the front and ordered to extra large coffees, hopefully to meet their needs for at least the first ten minutes of the show. The band took the stage and Rory closely examined each member like a scientist with a microscope.

The drummer was cute, but not really her type. He looked to… safe. She moved her eyes to the guitarist, he wasn't the prettiest boy she'd seen, and he was 'meh'. Finally her eyes rested on the bassist and man was he beautiful. He looked like the type of guy that was totally comfortable with himself and didn't care what other people thought.

He fingered the bass smoothly as Rory ogled at him. He was so damn sexy, his hot shag, hot body- or what she hoped was a hot body, and a smirk that would drive her wild. That was her victim- he was her choice.

It felt like forever before they stopped playing. Rory's eyes were glued to him most of the performance and he had locked eyes with her during the last few songs. He was smiling her now, making her melt in the way that all hot guys attention makes you melt.

"Okay, so we're going to take a thirty minute break, so enjoy the pre-recorded music you've got here!" the lead singer, Brian, she thought his name was, screamed into the crowd of people. When Rory shifted her eyes back to where the bassist had stood, she was sad to see he had disappeared. She turned to Kimiko who was shredding a napkin up with her fingers.

"They were good eh?" she asked Rory, having to scream over the loud music overhead.

"Yeah,"

"How could you tell when you were practically eye stalking the bassist?" Kimiko asked hitting her friend slyly on the arm. Rory had been known to stare- she couldn't help it when she saw someone cute- she blames it on her mother. What a bad influence that lovely woman was.

"Was not!" Rory smirked back as she scanned the crowd for Hottie Mc Bassist.

"Um, excuse me," a deep voice asked from behind them. Kimiko was first to spin around as she recognized the sultry voice.

"Hi," she answered and nudged at Rory to turn around.

Rory did just that at met the same eyes she'd been staring into all night. "h-h-hi," she answered receiving a quick smirk from the hottie in front of her.

"I noticed you staring, and I think you're hot. Wanna dance?" so the guy was straight to the point, but that didn't matter. He could have asked her to clean up his puke and it still would have sounded sexy. She reached for his offered hand and followed him to the dance floor completely ignoring Kimiko's catcalls.

Rory's stomach began to flutter- here she was in this awesome pub, danciong with this totally gorgeous- no gorgeous is even too lame to describe the male perfection in which this boy was created. And now he had his hands gripped tightly to her hips as he pulled her close to him for a fast song and a dirty grind. This was so unlike her, but hey, she was turning over a new leaf. The song was half way over when she found her voice again.

"Um, so you totally rocked up there," she yelled over the music as he stared into her bright blue eyes.

"Thanks, I'm glad you liked it. I'm Scott by the way. Scott Foster- the one and only," he smirked at her once again- that smirk was going to be the death of her!

"I'm Rory, Rory Gilmore," she said shyly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"So Rory, Rory Gilmore, what brings you to the pub?" he asked bringing her even closer. Was that even humanly possible? I tell you, the movement factor was just getting raunchier as they swayed their bodies in time to the music.

"Your band. I needed to get out of my dorm. What brings you to Yale?"

"Hot chicks and we were offered to play here," he smirked again- damn that smirk. She could not get over that damned smirk. It was so fucking cocky yet so damn heart ragingly gorgeous.

"Ahha," she replied and stared back into his deep blue eyes. They were looking sexier by the minute and she could barely hold back the deep urge to kiss him. The music segued into a slow song. Scott slid his hands around to her back and tightened his grip around her.

"So what type of music are you into?" he asked trying to talk to the pretty girl in front of him.

"Blink 182, Taking Back Sunday, you know, all the awesomely hot rockers who still have talent while being, well hot," she smirked back at him- causing his heart to stop beating for a moment. She was so pretty and witty that he could barely keep his eyes off her.

"No way, I love Taking Back Sunday and I mean "Miss You" by Blink 182 has got to be my all time favourite song," he smiled earnestly at her- a look that was innocent yet playful. She definitely wanted to meet his playful side.

"But I have to say, and don't take this as me being a lesbian- not that I'm against that type of thing, I just don't swing that way, but Carmen Elektra is one of the hottest woman in rock and roll, I'd so bang her if I swung that way. And if she was at least bi," Rory rambled. Scott's eyes brightened at her comment and he merely laughed.

"You are so different from any other girl I have ever met. And by the way, Carmen Electra is so not hot. I mean what about X-Tina. Slutty, yet oh so sexy," he said seriously as he whispered in her ear.

"Just because I didn't say X-Tina doesn't mean I wouldn't bang her," Rory chuckled herself and tip toed to reach his ear- "I think you're pretty hot too," she pulled away and smirked up at him.

"Well I already told you I thought you were hot. What about actors- who is your ultimate favourite actor?" he asked as they continued to dance- this time back into a slow, dirty grind as the music had changed.

"Hmm, that's a toughie,"

"Toughie?" he laughed. This girl was too adorable.

"Yes, not to tough, but just enough toughness that keeps you stumped. Anyways Vin Diesel. That man is so damn sexy!"

"That guy can't act- but I give him props for the women he scores, but you should totally get into Jim Carrey- you the comedy is the centre of the universe!"

"I don't disagree with you there- I love Jim Carrey- he's freaking awesome!"

"No way, you are too cool of a girl to be in this snobby place!" Scott surveyed the crowd and noticed all of the students waiting for the band to start again.

"Hey, they aren't all snobs! Like my friend Kimiko, she's totally cool and not snobby. To smart for her own good though- that girl retains facts like a fat kid eats cake,"

"Hm, she sounds cool- but I think you are way cooler," he smiled at her.

"Well I think your pretty cool, so I guess that makes us even in the coolness metre,"

"Coolness meter, I don't even want to know! So, what do you do when your not studying for your Yale degree?" he asked eager to get to know her more before his set started.

"I read a lot, okay now I sound like a dork…And I write for the school newspaper,"

"Whoa, weird. I think you are like the female clone of me. We have so much in common, we might as well get married," he joked causing Rory to start a fit of giggles.

"Calling Scott, calling Scott who has abandoned his group for none other than a chick," Brian called into the mic.

"I guess that's me," he said without releasing Rory.

"I guess so," she looked nervously at the ground.

"Here's my number," he said grabbing a pen from his pocket and writing on her hand. "Call me if you want to hang out," he said with a smile.

"Do you always carry a pen around to get girls numbers?" she smirked at him.

"It's for autographs," he defended and gave her a quick hug. "Wish me luck," he called back to her.

"Luck!" she smiled and headed back to her seat. She was met with a bored Kimiko and a beer. She stared at her hand; she would never wash this hand again. Okay so maybe she would, after putting it in her cell phone of course- which she did immediately.

"Oh, someone got a phone number," Kimiko cheered to her friend. "Can we leave now, no hottie's except for the bassist and you totally checked him!"

"Yeah okay, I'm just going to say goodbye to Scott before they start," she said leaving her chair and making her way to the stage.

"Hey," he called down to her. "Couldn't get enough," he said cockily.

"You know it," she joked, "I'm heading out- it was nice meeting you," she called up. His smile faded to a slight frown. She was leaving- damn it.

"Yeah, okay. Call me- seriously." He smiled and she left the stage to go back to get Kimiko who had already paid their bill.

"Okay, movie night- I was thinking Casablanca, mixed in with a little Harold and Kumar," Kimiko said cheerfully as they left the place. Rory was completely ignoring her though and just nodded at each response. She had totally just met a hottie. A really cool one, who wasn't all jerky- yet! Could her night get any better? I hope so!

A/n: Hope you enjoyed. Thanks for having a cool life Jack!