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"Well if you're going to take that attitude, you can't come to my celebration tea party." Tristan said sarcastically.
"But I have a new suit and everything." Logan pretended to whine.
"Bet you wish you weren't so rude to me. Tell Finn he can come though. And Colin."
"Seriously, who joined the DAR?" Logan laughed.
"Rory."
"No." Logan said in disbelief.
"I am not even kidding. I walked into the office, and there she was, gossiping on the phone with her grandmother and working as a secretary or something."
"Wait, wait hold up."
"Logan, this isn't working."
"I just have to know…why were you at the DAR office?"
"Dropping stuff off for my mother."
"If that's your story."
"Shut up, we need to focus."
"I don't know what to do anymore." Logan sighed.
"Should I go in and talk to her?"
"No, just come here. I don't need this tonight."
"You sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure taking people's money will make me feel better."
"Sounds fun. I'll be right over."
"Okay, so that leaves Finn and I with 600 each, and the rest of you are-"
"Broke." Tristan said sullenly.
"Even deeper in debt than before." Colin said.
"I'm going to have to stop letting you play in these things Colin, I end up with more IOUs than money." Finn said.
"Bite me." Colin mumbled.
"Logan." Rory said, bursting in through the door.
"Ms. Gilmore, come to be Logan's lucky charm?" Colin asked.
"Not this time." Logan said quietly.
"Can we talk?"
"Yeah. Excuse us." Logan said to the rest of the group and followed Rory outside.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my new job."
"Well technically you did, you just weren't specific."
"Logan, I'm sorry but the way you and Tristan have been acting this summer…"
"Rory, we just know that you're not some…socialite… and it's hard to understand why you're trying to become one."
"I'm not trying to become one."
"Yes you are."
"Stop insisting that I am. I'm not. I need a job, my grandmother got me a job. I need somewhere to live, my grandparents let me stay in the pool house. The least I could do is be nice to their friends and not ridicule them behind their backs like you do."
"That's what they do for fun!"
"I don't care Logan. It's rude, and I thought you were better than that."
"Look, I'm sorry. Tristan and I can stop ragging on these people. But seriously Rory, the DAR? Next thing I know, you'll be inviting me to some luncheon that you had to plan all by yourself."
Rory shifted her gaze, suddenly uncomfortable.
"You've got to be kidding me!"
"What? My grandmother needed help, my mom is a planner at the inn, so I helped her out."
"Rory, I feel like I'm talking to a stranger, to be honest with you."
"You know what? So do I. Because you used to be encouraging me with what I wanted to do, and not talking about me behind my back with some guy from my high school."
"Hey, Tristan is a good friend of mine from when we were kids. And I know you don't really think that little of him."
"You're right, I don't. However, I'm sick of having this same conversation with you, and both of you need to stop telling me who I am. That's for me to decide, and I am pretty sure you've told me you liked my independence."
"You're not independent, you're living off your grandparents!" Logan blurted out.
"And you're living off your daddy." Rory snapped.
"I'm sorry, Rory."
"You know what Logan, you need to focus on school right now, picking your courses for your senior year."
"My father has told me this already…"
"So I'll focus on my job, and we can talk whenever."
"Wait, are you breaking up with me?"
"No, we're just taking a break."
"Rory, that's not what I want. All I want is…the real Rory back."
"She's right here."
"No she's not."
"Whatever, Logan. I need to focus on something else for awhile."
"Rory, come on."
"I'll call you later." She said, then left.
Logan walked back into his house, still in shock.
"Finn and Colin went to some bar." Tristan informed him.
"Rory and I just broke up." Logan said distantly.
"What?"
"Well, technically we're on a 'break'."
"What happened?"
"She got fed up with us telling her how she should be…why can't she see…what the hell…"
Tristan sighed.
"What did I do?" Logan wondered out loud, sitting on the couch.
A little drama right there. Fear not, this is indeed still a Rogan!