A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I'm happy most people like the story. Just one favor…I'm not going to be like those jerks who go crazy when someone doesn't like their story, but I'm just asking you to be polite. People (meaning me, of course) do get sensitive about their writing. Anyway, I still can't say anything about whether it's Trory or Literati. Maybe in the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls. In this chapter, I own Diana, Hannah, and plots, idea, ect.

Tristan backed away.

"Rory, what?" he asked nervously. "What are you doing here? What are you doing?"

"I--I don't…I don't know", Rory said softly.

She ran out of the office, out of the school, leaving Tristan's mouth open and mind spinning.

'Jess!' Rory thought, panicking.

Back in Stars Hollow, Diana had about an hour until her first class.

"Luke!"

"Yeah?" Luke responded.

"Where are the pancakes I asked for ten minutes ago?"

"Shut up."

"Geez. The service in this place--" teased Diana.

"Shut up."

The annoying little bell above the diner's door that must've been there for decades gave a small ring, signifying someone had entered. Diana looked up to see her parents walking in.

"Hey!" yelled Diana, over Babette's shrieking across the diner.

"Hey. I thought you were still in your room doing your hair", said Max.

"You know I'm not like that. You must've mistaken me for Mom", Diana joked.

"I'm hurt that you would say something like that", Lorelai said.

"Well it's true" Max chimed in.

Lorelai laughed. Okay…fine. I give up. You win.

"Good, good. Say it three times", Diana said, laughing.

"Oh, Diana", Max said. "You want to take the bus again or come with me?"

"Hmm…"

"Hey!"

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Of course I want to come with you."

"Thank you for sparing my feelings", said Max, smiling.

Luke walked over to their table, attempting to balance two huge plates, one of pancakes, one of waffles, and three cups-two filled with coffee, one with tea.

"Need some help?" Max offered.

Luke smiled. "Yeah, thanks."

Max got up to help Luke, when Lorelai pulled his arm to stop him.

"No, don't help him. You can't tell me this isn't fun to watch!"

Diana laughed. Max sighed, and continued helping Luke to get the plates and cups on the table. Luke walked back to the counter, with a glare of mock anger. Max looked at his watch.

"Great", he said.

"What?" asked Lorelai.

"We were supposed to leave 5 minutes ago. Okay, so let's go Diana."

They said goodbye to Lorelai, hopped into Max's car, and drove to Chilton. They arrived in only twenty minutes, much faster than the bus. Diana got out and said goodbye to Max.

"See you first period. God, that's fun to say."

They smiled, and walked inside. Diana, hoping to have the luck she had yesterday, went straight to her locker, where she was once again stopped by Hannah DuGrey.

"Diana, stop."

"Why?"

"Because I have to talk to you."

"About what? I don't even know you! You don't even know me! So how do you know my name?" asked Diana.

"I tried to talk to you yesterday, remember?"

"Yes, but I didn't tell you my name."

"Right, I know. I've been assigned to you."

"Assigned to me?"

"As a mentor, you know."

"No."

"No what?"

"No, I don't know what you're talking about."

Hannah sighed. "It's been a Chilton tradition since the year before I came here. Every junior hosts one freshman."

"What do you mean by host?" Diana asked, curious and confused.

"Umm, like…help you with stuff. Introduce you to people, tell you where the bathrooms are, and assist you kind of."

"So of all the people you could've been assigned to, you got me?" asked Diana.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. Just, well, who assigns these mentors?"

"Oh, um, the headmaster."

"Oh", Diana whispered, more to herself than anyone. Now that was suspicious. "Okay, so now what?"

"Well, tell me about yourself!" suggested Hannah, suddenly very perky and enthusiastic.

"Well, okay. What about me do you want to know?"

"Oh, you know, the basic stuff. Where do you live, do you have any pets, any siblings maybe?"

The last part Hannah said a bit quieter than everything else.

"Oh um, okay. I live in Stars Hollow."

At this, Hannah perked up, seeming extraordinarily interested.

Diana continued, "I don't have any pets, and I don't want any. My dad's allergic to dogs, so…"

"You're dad is Mr. Medina, right?" Hannah interrupted.

"Yeah."

Hannah smiled. "Okay, so continue."

"Right, okay. I have one sister. Well, a half sister, and she's a lot older than me."

"Really? What's her name?"

"Rory."

'WHY did you tell her that, Diana? WHY?', Diana asked herself, knowing she'd regret what just came out of her mouth.

"Cool", said Hannah casually, but the way she smiled, and the look in her eyes told Diana that Hannah was thinking a lot more than 'cool' in her mind.

"I have to get to class. What do you have first?" asked Hannah.

"Oh, English Lit."

"So I guess you don't need to know where that is, right?" Diana shook her head. "Okay, I have Latin, so I'm this way", Hannah told her, waving goodbye and walking off in the opposite direction.

Diana remembered her Latin class yesterday where Mrs. Collins had told the class they would have Latin with her in the same classroom all four years at Chilton. Mrs. Collins's classroom was near Max's, so why was Hannah walking the other way? Since the bell wouldn't ring for another two minutes, and Diana was pumped with curiosity, she followed Hannah, inconspicuously, to Headmaster DuGrey's office. She peered in to see Hannah talking to her father.

"Diana, yes. And she lives in Stars Hollow, and Dad!" Diana heard Hannah exclaim.

"Yeah?" Tristan asked.

"Her half-sister's Rory!"

Tristan smiled. Diana gasped.

That night, Lorelai, Max, and Diana sat on the old, ugly, yet comfortable couch, watching The Way We Were, when there was a knock at the door.

"It's called a doorbell!" Lorelai yelled from the living room.

The knocking continued. Eventually Max paused the movie and Lorelai went to answer the door for whoever might have some kind of disease that prevented them from ringing the doorbell that was right in front of the door! That's why it's called a doorbell!

Opening the door, she wondered who it was, anyway. Standing on Lorelai's new cute kitty doormat, was Tristan DuGrey.

Lorelai didn't recognize him, though.

"Hi", she said.

"Hi."

"Who are you?"

"Um, Tristan DuGrey, ma'am"

"Oh", she said nervously.

"Are you here to see Max, or Diana maybe?"

"No. I was actually wondering if Rory was here."

"Rory lives in Hartford, Tristan, and why do you ask?"

"Nevermind", he said quietly, beginning to walk away.

"No, Tristan, what?"

"I just--wanted to see her."

"She's married."

Tristan's jaw dropped. "What?"