Author: Lady Eliza
Characters: All Characters
Rating: T
Summary: Logan cannot commit to Rory and when she tells him she wants out of the no-strings- attached relationship he lets her go. Logan still misses Rory, but there is another person waiting in the wings to sweep her off her feet. ROGAN. My fic takes place up to 5.19 scene where Rory and Logan have their confrontation; then it evolves into a different part. So I guess you can call it AU.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls or any of its characters.
AN: Oh Wow! thank you guys for the wonderful reviews. I can't believe I got so much for the first chapter, you guys are the best.
yadrianna: Yes, Graham is the one that left Rory at the bar. I will post a picture of him on my blog spot if you want.
Shelley: Yeah, this story is totally different from Socialite and sure I will e-mail you when the sequel is released.
mochaddicted79: this is a ROGAN story, but I think Logan should suffer a little bit, after all he didn't chase after Rory or ask her to change her mind he just went on as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. Now I think he deserves what's coming to him.
Thank you to all my other reviewers as well. Please continue to review.
XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX
Chapter 2: Don't Want To Be Whipped
Rory was daydreaming about her conversation with Graham Sullivan. He sure was a refreshing guy after Logan Huntzberger. She was currently sitting at her desk at the YDN offices and the chair adjacent to her was empty. She wasn't surprised about that and from now on she didn't particularly care.
After she and Graham had discussed everything and anything above the sun they had decided to get coffee the next day. That coffee dates had been happening every day for the past four days. Rory was walking on air every time she thought about Graham and his gorgeous eyes and face. She would never call herself a vain woman but just looking at Graham made her think impure thoughts.
Paris who sat at a desk adjacent to Rory's was watching her best friend and roommate daydream. She had no idea what had gotten into Rory these past five days or so, but she was glad that she had gotten over the funk she had been in. Paris had never trusted Logan Huntzberger as far as she could throw him and he had reiterated that by hurting Rory. If she could have five minutes alone with him she would die a happy woman and he would regret ever hurting Rory.
Doyle was marching to Rory's desk like he was going to wring her out for daydreaming, but Paris grabbed him. "Doyle, what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"What do you mean what am I doing? I'm going to tell Gilmore that she better get to work this minute or else I'm firing her," said Doyle vehemently.
"You don't pay us for our services rendered. You do realize this is a college paper don't you?" asked Paris.
"There is no need to be rude. I just want Gilmore to get to work. What the hell is she doing?" asked Doyle.
"I think she's thinking about a boy."
"Huntzberger? I thought they were done."
"No, you dolt there is another boy. I can tell from the way she blushes every once in a while. She's got the new boy glow."
"I sorry, there is a new boy glow?"
"Huh…what…oh yeah, she's been floating everywhere for the past five days, if I've calculated things correctly."
"Did you have the new boy glow when you first met me?" asked Doyle, who was still hung up on the glowing part.
"Would you get your mind on the task at hand," yelled Paris.
"And what exactly is the task at hand?" asked Doyle.
"Rory has a new boy and we have to find out who it is."
"I don't believe I'll like this," said Doyle.
XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX
Rory was reading 'The Nanny Diaries' in the dining hall when Stephanie plopped down in the seat next to her and looked at her quizzically.
"So tell me doll face, who was the hunk I saw you with?" asked Stephanie.
"I don't know what you're talking about," lied Rory.
"Don't play dumb. I'll even describe him: he was tall, dark and handsome," giggled Steph at her own description.
"Well that could be half of the boys on campus,' said Rory trying to do her darn best to stall.
"Give it up Gilmore, who is he? I could simply ask around and get the answer or you can fess up."
Rory sighed and decided that she might as well tell Steph the truth. Stephanie was annoyingly persistent when it came to browbeating information from other people. That was probably why she was a criminal law major. "His name is Graham Sullivan and my grandmother introduced us last year. We went on one disastrous date from hell then we hadn't see each other since we ran into each other several days ago."
"Oh my god, did you say Graham Sullivan?" asked Stephanie in an astonished voice.
"Yeah, do you know him?" asked Rory.
"I think we went to school together, but I hung out with Logan and the guys and Graham hates Logan. The two of them have a real bitter relationship. They looked at each other on the first day of school and hated one another. It was the most peculiar of things," commented Stephanie.
Rory gulped, "So you think that me starting something with Graham could come and bite me in the butt?"
"Oh no honey, you date that hunky specimen of a man all you want. Logan didn't fight for you and he said he couldn't do a committed relationship. Now Graham, on the other hand, would be willing to be permanently glued to your side for eternity," said Stephanie.
Rory blushed, "Steph, I've just gotten to know him I don't think you should be talking about marriage already."
"Who said anything about marriage, it's the insinuation that matters," said Stephanie. Then she regretted saying that out loud in front of Rory. She had a plan and it consisted of Rory and Graham and making Logan see green.
"So Ror, are you thinking about attending your grandmother's party?" asked Stephanie subtlety changing the subject.
"Yeah I have to attend. I have go buy a dress for that, would you care to go shopping with me?" asked Rory.
Stephanie smiled since shopping was what she did best. She was also very happy that Rory had ignored the first part of her comment. "I'd love to. Would you like to go now?"
"Sure let's just run by my dorm since I left my car keys there," said Rory.
"No problem," said Steph.
XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX
As the girl's exited, a pair of brown eyes followed their path. Logan had been watching Rory since she had sat down at that table to read. Then he had been curious to see Steph sit down and grill Rory about something. He could tell from the look on Rory's face that Stephanie was trying to extract information out of her that she would've liked to have kept to herself. He wished he had to been close enough to overhear their conversation.
That was what he was left with, trying to eavesdrop on conversations between Rory and her friends. He was sitting here listening to Cindy talk about her latest masseuse, who according to her was just to die for. Logan had tuned out the minute she started to talk because he believed he was losing brain cells just listening to the conversation.
Logan 'hmmed' and 'hummed' at the right parts and the dense girl thought he was listening to every word she was saying. He hoped to god he didn't have to deal with her annoying conversation for long. He missed Rory so much and he was always trying to find her in the crowd.
"So Logan are you going to Emily Gilmore's big soiree?" asked Cindy.
That got Logan's attention. Mention the name Gilmore and you caught his interest. Logan had been sent an invitation to the big party that the Gilmore's were throwing and he had mailed in his RSVP a long time ago, for himself and a guest. He looked at Cindy curiously and said, "Yes I'm going to attend."
"Wow, that's nice. I don't think my family rates as old money to the Gilmores so we didn't get an invitation," said Cindy matter-of-factly.
"Oh that's too bad, but I don't think the party is going to be any different from any other society party," said Logan.
"Are you kidding me? This is Emily Gilmore, hostess extraordinaire, getting an invitation to her parties is like a right of passage," said Cindy.
"She is quite famous," commented Logan.
"So who are you are taking to the party?" asked Cindy.
"I don't know yet," Logan said without even thinking about Cindy's feelings.
"I going to go meet Joann at the pub, so I'll be seeing you Logan, okay," said Cindy. She knew after a week Logan would get tired of her. It was after all his pattern, but she had pursued him anyways. Her family was what you called new money, and dating a man like Logan Huntzberger was a status symbol in and of itself. Just like an invitation to the Gilmore party was a privilege bestowed upon family of old money. Cindy knew her place in Hartford society but it still hurt that she couldn't marry a guy like Logan without having his inheritance taken away from him. She just sighed and left him to his brooding.
Logan was indeed clueless as to the feelings of others or else he would have noticed that Cindy was trying to get an invite to Emily Gilmore's party but since he was a moron, it went right over his head. He was still contemplating whom he was going to take the party.
XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX
Graham was thinking about getting a snack in the dining hall and so went off in that direction. He had called Rory and found out she was shopping with her friend Stephanie. They had been seeing a lot of each other lately, they weren't officially boyfriend and girlfriend it was too soon for that, but they were dating. He had been so happy and cheerful his roommates had threatened to throw him out the window should the happiness ensue.
Graham walked up to the table that held all the food and grabbed a chocolate chip muffin and a cup of coffee. He had become addicted to the stuff after going to coffee shops with Rory and feeding her addiction in between classes.
He had been daydreaming about her during classes that he had resorted to borrowing his neighbour's notes since he hadn't heard anything from the lectures. He and Rory had decided, on their last coffee date, that they would go to her grandmother's party together and they both knew what it would entail. His mother would invite the couple to brunch and Emily would invite Graham to Friday night dinner and thus would begin the wedding preparations. He and Rory had decided to slow things down, but their families would be ecstatic after learning of their relationship.
Graham was so deep in thought that he didn't notice whom he sat next to until it was too late. "Huntzberger, how are things?"
Logan had watched as Graham got his food then walk towards him without really seeing him. He had no idea what could have been on the boys mind but it must've been something real important for him to sit next to Logan. "Sullivan, I'm fine. How are things with you? You seemed to be lost in thought. What could've gotten your attention so much that you sat next to your worst enemy?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," smirked Graham.
Logan gave him a weird look and was about to answer Graham when one of their cell phones went off. It turned out to be Grahams.
"Hello."
"Darling, how is the shopping going?"
"You found the perfect dress? Well that's great."
"So you're going to wander around the book store?"
"Sure I can meet you in your dorm room afterwards."
"Can I see the dress as well?"
"Oh come on, why not?"
"Yes I'll see it at the party."
"Fine you win the argument. I'll see you later on today. Bye sweetheart."
Logan smirked and said, "Whipped aren't we?"
"Shove it Huntzberger at least I've got a steady woman. Can you say the same for yourself?"
"My personal life is none of your business," said Logan.
"Yes and I am forever grateful for that. Now I must be off. Oh by the way, will you be attending Emily Gilmore's party?"
"Yes I will, why do you ask?"
"I'll be there as well. See you then," said Graham then grabbed his stuff and went on his way.
Logan just stared at his retreating back and wondered exactly who the woman on the other end of the line could have been. He had never seen Sullivan act like that before. I mean the boy did have girlfriends but nobody had made him smile like that. Logan just shook his head; this was exactly why he hadn't wanted to be in a committed relationship with Rory. Sullivan was whipped and Logan did not want to be.
AN: Please, Please, Please Review.