I know that there isn't much Logan activity or conflicts yet, but there will be


Going Somewhere


"I thought that you were taking me somewhere where I wouldn't accidentally run into two people locked on to each others lips"

"Oh you won't run into anybody. They are all on the couches, chairs, and against the walls. Just stay standing and your fine"

"Fine, but awkward. I'm leaving" Rory turned and reached for the door knob

"No Ace, don't go" Logan stepped in front of her

"Why? What are you going to do? Keep me in here forever?"

"No, but I might be tempted to do this" Logan leaned in and kissed her, long and hard


Rory, at first, was so surprised that she didn't pull away, she actually found herself kissing him back. Suddenly she realized what she was doing and broke away. What am I doing? Did I actually just kiss him back? Rory thought, before looking up to face a smirking Logan

"You want a repeat?" He asked coyly, "You seemed to enjoy the primer"

"What the hell did you do that for?" Rory said after a few moments

"Ohh, I didn't think that a pretty little thing like you knew such language"

"You're drunk" She said, walking around him. This time he didn't stop her

"Maybe I am, but a drunk lip speaks a sober heart" Logan said, following her out into the crowded hall

"You don't even know me"

"Is that true? I know your brother pretty well, and if you give him vodka, he just doesn't shut up. For example, the first bone you broke was your knee after you fell off a swing"

"So you know facts about me, that doesn't mean you know me" Rory started crying. She wasn't sure why. She hadn't cried since, well since her cat died when she was in fourth grade

"But I want to know you Rory, just give me a chance?" Logan grabbed he by the shoulders and spun her around

"Don't you see? You've ruined everything" Rory broke away and fled down the staircase, leaving a forlorn looking Logan staring blankly after her

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"Sheesh, you think you could at least be thankful, after being invited to that party" Paris said when a sleepy, tear stained Rory entered the common room the next morning

"Wha...?" Rory asked, plopping herself down on the red and white stripped couch, still half asleep

"And him of all people. What kind of idiot are you?" Rory looked at Paris as if she was half crazy

"What are you talking about? No better question, why are you talking? My brain can't comprehend things with out coffee"

"Oh well then your even more self centered then I thought"

"What? Oh never mind" Rory knew that Paris was about to tell her something that she could understand without coffee. Rory slowly got up and went back into her bedroom to get freshened up. When she went back out, someone was waiting for her

"Oh hi Finn. Is that coffee? Your a life saver" Rory ran over and grabbed the cup of coffee from him

"Hey Ror. Wow, a new look. Bangs, waves, darker, completely different. I must have been drunk yesterday, sorry I didn't notice" Finn said

"Finn your always drunk. Oh by the way, this is my roommate Paris Gellar" Rory motioned to Paris

"Hey. And While on the topic of meeting people, meet my friends. You know, the ones I talk about but never bring home?"

"Ah, these are those friends" Rory smiled, until Finn moved aside to revile who was standing behind him

"Rory, this is Colin, Steph, Logan, and I think that you have met Rosemary, but I can't exactly remember"

"Yeah, we met. Actually, I met all of them, about a week ago. You were there to, but you were to drunk to remember. You were looking for the room of a red head who had met but didn't know her name"

"Did I really do that? Huh," Finn said thoughtfully, "Oh well. Anyways, today is Saturday"

"Yes, today is Saturday"

"We wanted to know if you wanted to join us"

"Where?" Rory said casually

"Uh, somewhere. Its a surprise" Colin said quickly

"Ah surprise huh?" Rory said thoughtfully

"Yeah, you have to wear a blindfold to, so you wont know where we're going. Here, let me" Logan said with a small smile. Rory shot Logan a cold glance

"Wait, uh, Rory, could I see you for a sec?" Paris grabbed Rory's hand and dragged her into the dorm room they shared

"What is it Paris?" Rory said with a bit of disdain. She was angry at everyone. She was angry at the world, but she wasn't sure why

"Were you even listening to me this morning?" Paris exploded once the door was closed

"About what?"

"Everybody is talking. About that party last night"

"And?"

"They all say that you and Logan disapeared into the make out room for a long time"

"So?" Rory's voice was getting louder

"And some people even said that they saw you kiss!" Paris was louder to. She threw her hands up in the air in exasperation

"So what if we did!"

"Then you were so mean to him! Nobody can remember a time when Logan hasn't brought a girl back to his apartment. You must have said something to him"

"I may have"

"Why would you do that! Your such an idiot!"

"Why!"

"Because every girl lives for a night with THE Logan Huntzberger. I would have given anything to be you! but you treated him like he was unimportant!"

"He is unimportant! He's just a rude, conceited..." Paris cut Rory off

"So what! You got what every girl wants"

"Not me" Rory headed for the door

"Well even if you don't want to be part of this, everybody already knows. You won't be able to walk into a class or anywhere again without people whispering about 'the girl who turned HIM down"

"Whatever, bye Paris" Rory opened the door and stormed out

"Whats up luv? That sounded heated" Finn said as she walked over to the doorway

"Oh nothing" Rory said quickly, looking at the ground. Maybe something is wrong with me. Why did I turn him down? Am I an idiot, to reject him, when I currently don't have a guy in my life?

Rory was jerked back to reality by the feeling of a pair hands running through her hair

"What are you doing?" Rory exclaimed

"Chill out Ace," Logan said, "I'm putting on your blindfold" Rory shuddered as his fingertips brushed against the back of he neck. He was flirting with her,and she knew it. However, Finn and the others seemed not to notice

"Alright, everybody, in the car" Finn ushered everyone towards the waiting stretch limo

"Oh, we're getting a first class trip this time. What happened to your Porche?" Steph asked, admiring the vehicle

"Well, I always like to plan ahead" Finn began, but was interrupted by Colins snickers, "I figured that we do not know the level of alcohol we will reach, so none of us should be driving. Therefore, Martin, the chauffer, will drop us off, uh, 'there', and then come back to pick us up when, uh, 'its' over. See this also provides enough room for everybody, and prevents the risk of us driving into the lake in a drunken stupor" Finn smiled at the little group

"Wow, you actually did think ahead" Rory said, impressed, and trying to ignore Logan breathing in her ear as he guided her into the car. It was going to be a long trip. Why did I ever agree to this? I don't even know where we're going. It could be Russia again for all I know. I don't know how long were going for. I didn't even pack! How will I ever be a journalist if I can't even find out these simple little facts? Rory got into the car and sat down. She was pretty sure that she as sitting pressed up against the left side of the car, and Logan was next to her, lightly running his fingertips up and down along her leg. Why, why, why? Was all Rory could think


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