Rory was having a dilemma. She had nothing to wear, tonight was the night Lori was being announced heiress but more importantly tonight was the night Logan was taking her out. She knew the event was formal attire and having failed to find an outfit at her house she had come desperately searching in her supply of emergency clothes at her parents house. She had nothing to wear!. Everything was either the wrong colour, too short, too long, too revealing, not revealing enough or out of style. She rubbed her temples with her hands and decided that after a shower she would probably be in a better state to pick something out. She grabbed her towel off the radiator and headed into her bathroom.
20 minutes later a soaking wet Rory made her way back into her room. She flipped on the plasma TV and was about to commence with the drying of her tangled locks when she noticed a pink dress box lying In the middle of her king sized bed. She placed the hairdryer back on her dresser and cautiously made her way to the box. She carefully opened the box and saw a satin blue dress with a note lying on top. She lifted the note and opened it up.
Ace,
If your anything like my sister you will be saying you have nothing to wear so I supplied you with an outfit. Oh and Don't worry about the size, I have an eye for dress sizes.
Logan.
Rory smiled and pulled the creation out of the box. It flowed elegantly and diamonds had been placed around the bodice and down one side of the garment. It was a piece of art not a dress to be worn at some boring high society function. Noticing the time, she quickly dried her hair and poured herself into the dress. Logan was right he did have an eye for dress sizes. She slipped on some Jimmy Choo's and threw on a couple million worth of diamonds. She was giving her hair one last brush through when the maid entered her room and told her Master Huntzberger was waiting downstairs for her. She thanked the maid, Alice, checked herself in the mirror one last time then made her way downstairs.
"I must say, Ace, you look even better in that dress than I had imagined" he said his eyes wandering over her perfect physique.
"You don't look too bad yourself Huntzberger" she commented as they rode side by side in the black limo.
"Please don't call me Huntzberger, you make me sound like my dad" he chuckled lightly.
"Sorry" she said. A brief moment of silence followed.
"No need to apologise Ace, what do you say to a pre-pre drink" he asked as he leaned forward with the champagne glasses.
"Starting a little early aren't we. The party hasn't even started yet" she commented as he handed her a glass.
"One can never start too early when it comes to a Hartford party" he said taking a large swig. Another moment of silence followed.
"Logan why exactly did you ask me to this thing. I mean don't get me wrong I like you but I've heard about your reputations of one night stands with bimbo's and not to be big headed or anything but if there is one thing I am not it's a bimbo" she said blurting it out.
"You make an excellent point. One I know full well you aren't a bimbo despite what my father thinks I do make an appearance at the YDN every now and then and I have read your articles and anyone that does read your articles will defiantly know you aren't a bimbo. Two I do have a reputation as a playboy but that's only because I haven't found a woman that has kept me interested longer than 24 hours and most of the time I'm drunk. Three I asked you because I wanted to have a good time with someone that can string a sentence together and on the plus side you are gorgeous but that's just an extra" he smirked, making Rory blush.
"Um.. Thanks" she added. The driver signalled that they had arrived and even though they were outside they could see the flashes of the paparazzi and the news reporters. Rory could pick out a bit "… another Huntzberger heir is to be announced tonight. There are apparently 5 Huntzberger children that each stand to inherit the sum of $15 billion dollars each from their father, Mitchum Huntzberger, the richest man in the world. Worth an estimated $60 billion dollars. The first three Huntzberger heir's are Lucas and Nathan Huntzberger who play for the LA Lakers and Logan Huntzberger the main heir and all around playboy other reports also suggest…." Rory swallowed hard as they drove through the gates. The driver, Frank, opened the door and Logan held out his hand as they stepped out and into the entrance of the Huntzberger estate. As soon as they set foot in the house they heard their names being called.
"Logan, Son there you are!" said the booming voice of Mitchum Huntzberger. The man in question walked confidently over to them and patted his son on the back proudly
"Hi dad" Logan said as he stepped closer to Rory. Rory had only once met Lori's parents when she was about 6 but couldn't remember the encounter.
"Well, Well, Well Rory Hayden. You have indeed grown up into a real lady. So elegant and sophisticated, my son has good taste" he charmed. Now she knew where Logan and Lori got it from. Rory spotted her mother waving at her from the other side of the room and made her excuses. "Hey Guys" she greeted her family. The boys seemed pre-occupied scanning the crowd looking for someone. Her dad was talking to a client and her mom just looked bored.
"There is my long lost daughter. Limo Boy scrubs up nice"
"Limo Boy?" Rory asked
"Logan Duh"
"He cant be limo boy those two use the limo more often than him!" she pointed at her brothers.
"Well he is and you cant change that. The great Lorelai the 2nd has spoken" she said using a booming voice which earned her some strange glances.
"Hey Rory which one is Lori?" asked Dom.
"Umm…" she said scanning the crowd. Her eyes landed on Lori who was looking stunning in a bottle green satin dress. She was laughing and joking at something someone had said. "The blonde over there" she said pointing at the heiress.
"Dude, she's hot!" Dylan exclaimed as he hooked Dom round the neck with his arm. They both burst into laughter as they checked her out. Rory just rolled her eyes.
"Don't build your hopes up. She's attached and the only way you'll get her attention is if you offer her a few billion and an endless supply of shoes"
A/N Sorry I ended it there but I want to watch a film I got for my birthday. Remember please everyone that reads this fic please review and you will be giving me the best birthday gift!
Rory's Dress-- http/ Dress---http/