Diclaimer: Obviously I don't own anything. I live on the tuna pasta line for Christ's sake.
Rory and Jay sat in a coffee shop near the Chilton Campus after the third day.
"The guys seem cool," Jay said and Rory rolled her eyes.
"With the exception of one"
"Oh come on," Jay replied, "Tristan's not that bad. He's just ragging you the way they would any new student"
"Oh yeah?" She asked, her eyebrow cocked. "I notice they don't allude to the fact that you're a virgin," Jay laughed.
"Me? Well, that's for a good reason" He leant back in his chair, his hands behind his head.
"Eew!" Rory shrieked, making a cross with her forefingers. "I don't want to know about your romantic dalliances!" He laughed and threw a fry at her.
"Well well well, if it isn't my favourite roommate and her spunky brother!" Louise announced as she sat down next to Jay.
"Hey Jay"
"Hey Lollie" He replied, equally flirtatiously, using his new pet name for her.
"My brother's a man-whore" Rory sighed dramatically and pulled out her book. P.J. O'Rourke's Republican Party Reptile, an oldie but a goody. Jay loved to have I read to him when he was stoned; apparently then it was actually too funny for words. Suddenly it was wrenched out of her grasp as Tristan and Liz sat down at the table.
"Hmm," He began thoughtfully and Roy was mortified at the chapter it was open to, "…How to drive fast, on drugs, while getting your…wing wang? Squeezed and not spill your drink? Now Mary, this isn't the sort of literature I'd expect to find you reading. And anyway, I could teach you how I do that" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestibly and she grabbed the book off him, slapping him in the face with it.
"Why?" She asked the heavens.
"Oh leave her alone Tris" Liz muttered. She was quiet, this beautiful, tiny girl, Rory had realised. Not like Tristan at all. Quiet and placid, she seemed like a good girl. Tristan turned to her with a smile, a smile of…love? Rory watched them fascinated. Liz didn't even seem to notice; she'd turned her attention to the hot chocolate in front of her and was blowing gently on it through delicately pouted lips. Tristan was looking down at her; he looked completely lost in her. The poet in Rory rejoiced that all was right in the world at that exact moment. But the door opening and chatter from other Chiltonites soon ruined it as Tristan got up to high-five guys and Summer pulled a chair next to Liz. Rory was strangely disappointed that her voyeurism had come to an end. Louise caught her eye across the table.
"I know!" She mouthed, glancing surreptitiously at the couple.
Louise was lying on her back on her bed, her head towards Rory's where the dark-haired girl was working diligently on her homework.
"There's a party on this weekend at Madeline's house, her parents are away" Louise told her before frowning. "…Again" She added quietly before brightening. "Wanna come?" Roy wrinkled her cute nose.
"I dunno…maybe…if Jay goes" Louise giggled.
"Well I was banking on him doing just that" Rory threw a cushion at her roommate.
"You need…de-sex-ifying…or something," Louise just kept giggling and Rory rolled her eyes.
The work was difficult at Chilton, more so than the public high school they'd attended in Milwaukee, but it wasn't impossible. Somehow they'd both inherited their mother's English brain and their father's Maths and Science brain, so they were gifted across the board. Except, in Rory's case, theatre, but you couldn't win them all and anyway, Liz was going to play the lead in the Chilton Senior production of The Crucible. Rory just had to scream a lot in the background and pretend that she was pretending to see the devil in the courtroom. Obviously the drama teacher had seen her for the natural star she was. She was surprised about Liz though; she seemed to quiet but when she took to the stage she was an amazing Abigail. Jay, the spotlight lover out of the twins, was playing John Proctor and had been giving Tristan hell all week about having an affair with Liz who would just blush and laugh it off.
Rory lay on her back, Tristan, how many guys had she known like him? What did they say at the beginning of Veronica Mars about Logan? "Every school has a resident psychotic jackass, he's ours"? That summed it up well. He went out of his way to make her life hell. She supposed with other people it was playfulness but she didn't appreciate him turning up at her locker in the morning with some astute – note the sarcasm – observation about the day…or her sex life. She didn't appreciate having her books taken, or her ear-phones pulled out, or her hair pulled in class, or her uniform commented on, or her door being knocked on and when she opened all she saw was he and her brother running off giggling like first graders. God! She even babbled in her thoughts. He was such an ass! And Liz, well she might be quiet but Rory knew she was a bitch. She was the worst kind of bitch. At least with someone like Summer who wrote notes about you and "accidentally" posted them on the bulletin board (Marry Mary quite contrary how does her garden grow? Who the hell'd know? Sweet seventeen never been kissed, I suppose in some culture that's cute!) You knew what you were getting. But Liz? No, she'd never do something like that, she just laughed about it with them.
But finally I was the end of the week and Rory and Jay were driving home in his car. They shared at the moment; Rory didn't really like driving so they'd left her Mustang at the new house in Hartford. They got back at about five on the Friday night, just in time for an early dinner with their grandparents.
"I don't feel well" Jay announced when they got there.
"Nice try little bro, but you're not getting out of this" He shook his head.
"No Ror, I really don't feel well"
"Oh poor baby…you won't be able to go to the party tomorrow night" He hit her lightly upside the head as they made their way into their grandparents' house. Their parents were waiting and Lorelai jumped up to hug her babies to her.
"Oh fruits of my loin! You've returned to the Happy Sun Dance fold!" They laughed nervously and clawed their way free.
Emily and Richard were thrilled the family was back and that the children were at Chilton. Richard bombarded them with questions about the buildings and the classes, Emily dug for dirt on the kids they'd befriended and was very impressed. When they were leaving though, Rory noticed Jay didn't look too good.
"Do you want me to drive?" She asked and was shocked when he nodded. He never let anyone drive his Jeep. She quietly took the keys and drove them home. He went straight to bed…he really mustn't have been feeling good.
AN: Please, please R&R. I want to know if I should continue with this. These first few chapters are just little ones, introductory so to speak. So I'll be posting them quickly to get them out of the way.
