AN: Thanks for all the reviews, they really mean a lot! To answer some questions: Yes Logan will eventually make an appearance but as a friend not a love interest. Colin and Finn will not be in the story at all (I don't think). If you have any other questions, leave them in your review and I will try to answer them. This chapter's kind of short but I hope that you like it anyway! Thanks!


Rory was regretting ever coming to Chilton by the time she reached lunch. All of her teachers made her introduce herself to the class which she could handle, but the work was quickly piling up. She had hours and hours of missed assignments to catch up on, and little to no time to do it. Sighing, she chose to ignore her problems for the moment and concentrate on eating lunch.

Stopping at her locker to pick up her home-made lunch on her way to the cafeteria, she was surprised to see two people making out against her locker, neither looking like they were going to come up for air anytime soon.

Rory cleared her throat. Mildly insulted when she was ignored, she cleared it again and when she got no response she snapped, "Get the hell off of my locker now or I swear to God you'll regret it."

The two people separated slowly and she was met with Abby and Alex's smirking faces.

"Wow, you're bitchy when you're hungry," Alex said, clearly taking pleasure from Rory's annoyance.

"And after everything we've done for you!" Abby added, smiling sarcastically. "I'm hurt."

Rory rolled her eyes, already knowing that these two weren't going to be leaving anytime soon. She opened her locker, deposited her still empty notebook, picked up her sandwich, and slammed the locker door shut harder than necessary. When she turned around, she wasn't surprised to see that both Alex and Abby were standing there grinning at her and that she had attracted the attention of the majority of the hall when she had shut her locker.

"C'mon, we'll show you to the cafeteria," Abby said cheerfully, grabbing Rory's wrist.

"Thanks," Rory replied, somewhat suspiciously.

"You're our good deed for the day," Alex explained, catching on to Rory's tone. "We decided that showing the new girl around the school would cancel out all of the naughty things that we've done and stop us from going to hell."

He and Abby laughed at the look on Rory's face and pulled her through the halls until they reached the cafeteria.

"Sit with us," Abby demanded. She paused and widened her eyes pathetically. "Please."

Rory smirked. "Well," she drew out the word for a moment, reveling in the chance to be back in control. "I suppose, if I must."

She flipped her hair arrogantly and laughed when Alex imitated her. Following Alex and Abby to a half full table, she flopped down in a seat, taking a moment to recharge. When she looked up the entire table was staring at her, minus Alex and Abby who were eating their lunch and talking quietly.

"Hi," Rory grinned, back in her element. "I'm Rory."

She received numerous greetings and introductions in return. Knowing that she would never remember everyone's name, she instead concentrated on memorizing their faces, knowing that it would come in handy to be able to recognize some of these people in her classes.

"Oh don't bother with them, Ror. They're losers," Abby cut in, smirking when everybody protested. "You don't mind that I call you Ror, do you? It's easier."

Rory shrugged. "Sure, whatever." There was a pause where Rory opened her mouth to speak when there came a voice from over her shoulder.

"We haven't been introduced."

She turned around and saw a boy about her age. He was tall and good-looking with blond hair and blue eyes. He was leering at Rory and had an arrogant look on his face. Good-looking was one thing but knowing it was another. Rory's thoughts immediately jumped to Logan.

"I'm Tristan Dugrey," he said, leaning over and speaking close to Rory's ear. "And I know who you are Lorelai Leigh Hayden."

Rory rolled her eyes. "Smooth, I give you points for the whole knowing my middle name thing, although I realize that you were in my biology class and the teacher introduced me using my full name. However since I'm in a good mood I'll let you keep those points and not minus you any for being stalkerish. On the other hand, the whole introduction was rather cliché so you lose marks for that." She paused; taking in Tristan's shocked expression, before getting up and patting him on the shoulder. "Try harder next time."

With that she stood up, carried her lunch wrappings over to the garbage can before leaving the cafeteria and a shocked group of students behind.

It was during Rory's last class of the day, so close to freedom, that her cell phone went off, effectively cutting off the teacher's rant on the student's general lack of respect and catching the attention of the entire class. Cursing under her breath, Rory concentrated on looking innocent; desperately wishing that whoever was calling would get a clue and hang up before she got in trouble. Getting in trouble usually didn't bother her but there was something about being signaled out for misbehaving on her first day that seemed wrong to her.

"Cell phones aren't allowed in class," the teacher snapped. "Whose phone is that?"

The class remained silent, Rory regretting that she hadn't remembered to change the ringer to vibrate.

"Well, where is that infernal racket coming from? Zero respect, people, zero respect! This is a classroom, and cell phones are not tolerated in classes here at Chilton!"

Rory was getting annoyed by the constant reminders that they were currently at Chilton; if you didn't know that by now, you really shouldn't have been there at all.

The ringing continued as the teacher surveyed the room, beady eyes examining the classroom, until they finally landed on Rory. Stepping forward until he was standing in front of her desk, he held out a hand.

"Phone, Ms Hayden."

Her eyes widened as though she was confused and she tried to look as not guilty as possible. She'd had a lot of experience in getting out of trouble, it came from being friends with Logan but for some reason it didn't seem like it would work this time.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

There were giggles coming from the corner until the teacher whirled around and glared, and they stopped abruptly.

"You have one last chance, Ms Hayden. Hand that phone over now. You do not want to begin your career at Chilton with detention."

Rory sighed, dropping the act and leaned over, reaching into her bag to fish out her cell phone. The ringing noise grew louder as it was brought out of her purse, and she chanced a look at the caller id as she handed it to the teacher. Logan. It just keeps getter better and better.

"How do you turn this thing off?" The teacher asked, gazing at the sleek, silver device that he held in the palm of his hand as if it were a foreign object.

"Sir, with all due respect- ."

"With all due respect, Ms Hayden, how do you turn off this phone?"

Rory sighed, knowing that there was no way she was getting out of this mess unscarred.

"You just open it and press end."

The teacher smirked victoriously, flipping open the phone and gazing at it. His eyes traced all the buttons before they found the end key and he pressed it.

He closed the phone slowly and triumphantly before he held it out to Rory.

"There, much better" he commented dryly, pulling the phone away from Rory's grasping hands and sliding it into his pocket. "Detention, Ms Hayden. You'll have this returned to you at the end."

"Yes, sir," Rory mumbled darkly, plotting ways of revenge in her head.

"Good, now as I was saying before we were rudely interrupted…"

An hour after her expected arrival, Rory Hayden wearily trudged into her home, cursing the day that she had bought a cell phone, started Chilton and befriended Logan. Detention wasn't so bad; it was just the principle of it. Rory prided herself in the ability to manipulate the teachers into thinking that she was a good, studious student and it irritated her that the illusion was already ruined with one teacher. She knew that if one teacher knew, soon they would all know and the remainder of her time at Chilton would be spent working hard, trying to get back in their good graces.

Slamming the front door and tossing her backpack to the side, she made her way to the kitchen, knowing that that was where she would find her father. It was a tradition dating back to the early years for the two of them to spend the afternoon together after Rory's first day at a new school, talking about each other's day. As she made her way down the hall, she detected the smell of pizza and smiled for the first time since lunch.

"Hey," Chris said, looking up from the newspaper that he had been immersed in and pushing it to the side. "I know it's early, but I picked up pizza on the way home from work."

"Thank God. I'm starving," Rory replied, already opening the cardboard box and breathing in the delicious aroma.

"So how was your first day, kiddo?" He paused for a minute and then added sarcastically, "Is Chilton as fun as I remember it?"

Rory groaned through a mouthful of food. "You have no idea."