A/N: AH! Three chapters in one day--somebody call the record books, I want my name in those shiny books! WOOT! Okay. Well, just so you guys know, I tend to swing in and out of moods. If I feel like writing, I'll take advantage and on average will update three or four times a day. But, then, I'll fall out of it and you may have to wait a bit XP Still looking for a beta reader. Or a puppy. A mix between the two would be wicked sweet :D Reviewer responses follow, as always.

PYA Spells Jail

Chapter 5

Chess

Luckily, her second entrance into the new student orientation was more conspicuous than the first, for no one even looked her way as she sat in a chair right next to the door. There was a smug grin on her face as she realized Luke was still holding the door. Making a boy fall for you was much like chess; go around the board, flirt around. And then, once your pieces were in order, you cornered him. Check. Right now Lorelai was still moving her knight from square to square: she had captured his bishop. But now wasn't the time for analogies; Luke had reentered, a subtle blush creeping along his prominent cheek bones. How funny. Normally, Lorelai was seriously turned off by boys who blushed. But, on Luke, it looked so cute her smug smile shifted to something softer as she watched him walk to his seat.

Her icy blue eyes narrowed noticeably when he sat down next to a curly haired girl who was almost creepy skinny, wearing a black camera bag about her waist. He whispered something to her, and she smiled and giggled, causing her eyes to turn to mere slits. This wouldn't do. It wouldn't do at all. So, as soon as the bulldog called Mrs. Lemins allowed them to talk amongst themselves, Lorelai took the opportunity to go down and see Rhett Butler with his...she coughed to herself, hiding a smile. That wasn't particularly nice. Blowing a strand of her dark hair from her pretty face, her blue eyes fell upon Luke, standing with his arm around skinny girl's shoulders. A certain determination gleamed in the depths of her eyes, jaw jutting out.

First, she made a point to attract his attention. Obviously if that girl was his girlfriend, he wouldn't want to let on that Lorelai had totally been flirting with him. So, he probably wouldn't show any recognition if a mild interaction took place. Walking down past him, she brushed her shoulder against his back gently, but never stopped to look or slowed in pace. Immediately she felt those gorgeous beryl eyes upon her back, simultaneously adding an extra spring to her step, and swaying her hips. She was a master at this; flirting was her art, which, when you thought about it, was rather pathetic. Her powder-blue T-shirt rode up slightly on her back, exposing just under an inch of her pale skin. In her minds eye, she imagined his face; that dreamy, 'what the heck just happened?' smirk all guys got when anything remotely erotic took place.

Walking out of sight behind a group of other students, Lorelai risked a glance in his direction. Her eyes widened in surprise, however, when she noticed he was staring right at her. And not in the dumbfounded way she had hoped, but in an obnoxiously superior way. Like he knew exactly what she was doing. However, it wasn't the cockiness of his gaze that made her skin crawl, but how he was able to look at her. He was leaning over the skinny girl, mouth next to her ear, whispering something. But that wasn't the worst of it. The girl's hands were wrapped possessively around his middle, fingers splayed about his back. And his hands--scandalous! She almost hoped that Mrs. Lemins would say something about keeping your hands to yourself.

But in reality, his hands were merely on her hips.

Resisting the urge to stamp her foot like a spoiled child, Lorelai merely put on her best face, eyebrows lowering and rippling slyly, her gaze meeting his with a certain fire, a fire that blazed as he smiled. Lorelai was not one used to being put in the back seat for a girlfriend. This was unheard of. Pulling the side of her mouth up in a coy grin, she turned her head quickly, causing a melodramatic swishing of her hair. Lorelai decided to place her bishop before the queen. She had to get to the king somehow, correct? When she reached Luke and the unnamed queen, they had parted, and she was talking animatedly to his seemingly characteristic arid nodding.

"Hey there, Boo." Lorelai said, her voice slightly hushed as she came to the side of them, standing almost in between them, tucking her hands in her back pockets and rocking back on her heals. Immediately, she noticed a shift in Luke's expression. Something between annoyance, anger, embarrassment...She almost felt bad and was about to walk away when she noticed something else. That peculiar expression she had yet to put her finger on but had already spotted thrice. "Who's this?"

"Hi Lorelai. This is Rachel." He responded dryly, gesturing to Rachel and placing a hand on her arm. There was a certain hesitancy in his words that made Lorelai raise an eyebrow, something that made her sense he was holding back on calling her his girlfriend. And her suspicion was confirmed with the vexation that flickered across Rachel's thin features. Lorelai extended a slender hand, her menagerie of silver bracelets tinkling pleasantly. She smiled, and Rachel returned the favor. Though, Lorelai may have imagined it, through gritted teeth.

"Nice to meet you, Lauren. How do you two know each other?" Rachel responded casually, her eyes flickering when she mentioned Lorelai's 'name.' Still, Lorelai's pleasant expression didn't waver, which caused a bemused smirk on Luke's park. Or maybe, if you were Rachel, his name was Lincoln...or Larkin...or...she was overdoing it, now.

"Actually, it's Lorelai. I really don't know Gem here real well, we just met today, as a matter of fact." Lorelai turned her focus to Luke, smiling innocently. She was playing with fire here, and it was tickling her fingers as she spoke. "Soooo, John has a Yoko?" Lorelai stated, causing an internal battle in Luke. A smile and laugh was just screaming to get out. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he dropped his head and the smile never came. That, by the way, had been an insult. When she was a few years younger, Lorelai had had a mad crush on John Lennon. And, she hated Yoko for more reasons than marrying her future husband. Her music sucked.

Rachel tilted her head to the side, leaning against Luke. He put his arm around her shoulder, giving Lorelai a somewhat bashful glance, which made her smile all the more. "What do you keep calling him?" She questioned, a note of annoyance creeping into her tone.

"Boo Radley. Gem..." She shrugged, sticking her tongue out like she had before, which also caused that strange flash of feeling over Luke's handsome face. "What ever I feel like. John Lennon was also used, I recall. I've yet to call him anything from Gone with the Wind." Luke cast his eyes to the ground, causing his sunglasses to flop slightly. She preferred him without sunglasses; she could see his ultramarine eyes then, which she rather liked. And, again, the strange thought that he would look much better if that red baseball cap was backwards crossed her mind. Running a hand through her hair and ruffling it, Lorelai smirked.

It was unusual that no Gone with the Wind references had been made. She had a tendency to veer towards the classics, because most had read them before. And Gone with the Wind was particularly easy to parody. She had used it only mentally, which hardly constituted as using it at all. Rachel again looked borderline furious, and Lorelai pretended not to notice. The queen opened her mouth to speak, and Lorelai could already see the words To Kill a Mockingbird forming on her mauve lipstick lips. Reaching a hand up to signal a stop, Lorelai gave a conspiratione wink to Luke, clicking her tongue.

"No, no! Don't tell him what it's from. That's for the jedi here to figure out; he knows what's at stake." A sprightly smile formed, and she walked away, almost laughing with the mental picture of Luke's blush and Rachel's confused face. Stopping suddenly, she called over her shoulder. "Forget I did. Starwars references were made."

To my reviewers:

JAVAJUNKiE011: Glad you like it, m'dear :) A few hours quick enough for you?
Menghis: heh. see first response XD
Ronata: was? I'm getting the vibe that someone's sticking a fork in me.
Muffin Is Injured: Oooooh, y'know, the whole reason I decided to overlook my low tolerance for multiple part stories is because methinks younger look is majorly smexy. No, I took my socks off. But, quite literally, they're being rocked. I'm listenin' to Good Charlotte XD

Everyone else:D Glad you reviewed, thanks so much! It really keeps me going, as you see XD Sorry, I have a short attention span, so I'll normally reply to three or four reviews. Lest my fingers fall off from exaustion.