Brrring… brrring… brrring…

I woke up to the sound of an alarm. Stupid alarm clock…

I could feel sun shining in my face, and decided against opening my eyes. Yawning, I stretched my arms, and smiled as I warmed up into the soft comforter of my bed.

"Morning, love."

I screamed and sat up straight, looking frantically around my room. Turning to my side I saw the Finn guy from the café 2 days ago… He smiled at me and raised an eyebrow.

My breathing started to get heavier as I ripped the blanket from my body and stood up, thanking god I was wearing pajamas.

"What are you doing in my bed?" I yelled, covering myself with my arms.

Finn sat up, running a hand through his hair.

"Whoa, love, you need to calm down…"

"I'm not going to calm down! There's a strange man in my bed! What do you think you're doing? You can't just come in here and decide to sleep in my bed with me! What are you, nuts?"

He stared at me a little over-whelmed, and slowly removed the blanket from himself and got up. I was glad to see his boxers were still on him. He raised his arms to me in surrender.

"Just relax. I'm not going to hurt you…"

"Get out!" I screamed, looking around for something to throw at him. What a pervert!

"Ow!" he said, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples, "Can you be just a little bit quieter…?"

"No! Get out! Get out!" I continued yelling, and I grabbed my alarm clock, flinging it towards his head.

"Stop bloody yelling!" He screamed back, catching the alarm clock before it hit his head.

"I will once you GET OUT!" He put the clock down, and then walked out of my room, slamming the door after him.

I breathed in a bit, trying to relax my heart, which was beating 100 miles per minute. I could hear Finn in my kitchen, grinding something…

I realized he was making coffee.

I glared at my door, and then looked in the mirror, checking for signs of anything that would give me a hint as to what had happened last night.

My heart dropped when I saw several hickeys adorning my neck, and jaw. I bit my lip, and went to my drawer, searching for some sort of cover-up or foundation to hide the marks.

I pulled out my make-up bag but all I had was some beige eye shadow.

"This'll have to do for now.." I muttered to myself, and applied a heavy coating of it to every reddish/purple spot I could find. He had better have been good if I was stuck with all of these.

Once I was done, I put the make-up away and grabbed my robe, covering myself almost completely. Opening the door a crack, I peeked out. I saw Finn sitting at the table, his forehead on the counter with a coffee mug in his hand. I listened and could faintly hear him snoring.

Resisting a laugh, I snuck quietly out of my room, and made my way to where Finn was sleeping. I removed the mug from his hand, and took a sip, closing my eyes as the god-like liquid slid down my throat.

"Mmmm…" I sighed, and went to the pot to fill the mug with more coffee.

"You make drinking coffee look really good…" I spun around to see Logan, of all people, peeking his head over the couch.

I almost screamed again.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed, glancing at Finn to see if he had awoken.

Logan smirked at me, and then I saw him disappear behind the couch. Walking around the counter I watched him get up, and come towards me.

"Now, is that any way to greet someone in the morning?" he replied, smirking as he went around me and taking a mug from one of the cabinets he filled it with some coffee for himself.

I turned to follow him with my eyes, and glared. He turned around to face me and raised his eyebrows at me as if he couldn't possibly think of one reason why I'd be so upset with him.

"Again, I ask. What are you doing here?" I said, still glaring. "And why is he here?" I said motioning towards Finn with my hand.

He shrugged his shoulders and took a seat at the counter. "I have no idea. Last night's still a little fuzzy. Do you have any aspirin?" He smiled at my direction and took another drink of his coffee. Sighing and rolling my eyes, I placed my mug on the counter and went to the bathroom to look for some sort of medication. This is when I realized that my head, too, felt like it was being squished into a million little pieces. Wincing at my reflection in the mirror, I grabbed a bottle of Tylenol, and went back out to see Logan in a similar position as Finn.

I narrowed my eyes, and placing the bottle on the counter, and tip-toeing about (which was starting to bug me because I really didn't think I had to tip-toe around my own house… or well, pool house), I looked about for any other surprise guests I may have been accommodating. Two others, as it turned out, in the guest bedroom.

A blonde girl, and the Colin boy from the café. They were intertwined with each other, with only few garments still adorning their bodies, which didn't give me much of a challenge to guess what they'd been doing before they'd passed out.

Disgusted, I left the room, and came back to hear not only Finn's snoring, but Logan's as well.

"Great. Stuck with a bunch of snobby, hung-over, and snoring rich kids…" I muttered. I glared at everything in sight, except the coffee of course, because the coffee never did anything bad to anyone, went to the bathroom to take a shower. Once I was finished I realized I hadn't brought any clothes with me into the bathroom, and silently cursing myself I wrapped a towel around me and peaked through the door. Everyone still appeared to be sleeping, so I once again, tiptoed to my room, which was all the way across the pool house.

I had been sleeping very peacefully, and almost successfully ignoring the awful pounding that was rhythmically beating against my skull in a very painful manner. That is, until I heard the distinct sound of water running.

Lifting my head up, I groggily looked to the sink but it was empty and no one was there. I saw Finn still snoring away, and smiling to myself I took another sip of my coffee. I saw the bottle of Tylenol on the counter, and grabbed it, pouring 3 into my hand and downing them with another sip of coffee. I wondered, idly, if maybe three Tylenol was bad for you…

And that's when everything from last night came crashing back into my memory like an 18-wheeler going 200 over the speed limit. I glared at my coffee mug, thinking back to Lorelai and Finn's make out session. And then when they'd started getting passionate. And then when they'd stumbled into her room, lips never unattaching. And then the sound of her giggling right before the door had closed in his face… And then Stephanie's laughing.

I clenched my fist around the coffee cup until my knuckles turned white, and looking at Finn, resisted the urge to strangle him until his eyes popped out of their sockets.

Why was I even like this? It wasn't like she was anything special.

Closing my eyes, and willing myself to calm down, I unclenched my fist, and looked at my coffee mug. Peering at it more closely, I saw there was a name on it. Rory.

Rory? I thought her name was Lorelai? Maybe she had a friend named Rory… but no. Who had a coffee cup with the name of their friend on it? Maybe she was even weirder than I thought she was…

Well, I thought, if her name really is Rory, at least I know before Finn does…

This thought made me feel embarrassed. Who cared that I knew what her name was before Finn did? God, I was turning into such a pussy…

I heard the running water noise stop, and turned to see it had been coming from the bathroom. I figured it must have been Lorelai. Or Rory. I wasn't quite sure…

Glancing around, I put the bottle of Tylenol where it had been before, and took up the position of my sleeping.

I heard the door creak slightly as she opened it, and realized she was probably checking to see if any of us had woken up yet. Peeking through my arms, I saw her dressed in only a towel, and my breath caught in my throat. I tried desperately not to make a sound.

She stepped quietly out of the bathroom, and glancing once more around her, tiptoed her way to her room. I couldn't keep my eyes off her.

He brown hair had been turned almost black from the water, and I could see the lone blue streak down the side. It stuck intimately along her neck and shoulders, and I was jealous that it got to be so close to her. I could see the Bite Me tattoo on her arm, and realized it wasn't just a stick-on. This, for some reason, turned me on a little more than I would have thought it would. I swallowed, hard.

I watched her maneuver around the couch, and coffee table, and soon I was watching her retreating back as she got closer to her room.

I lifted my head up slightly, to get a better view. The back part of the towel had drooped a bit and I could see almost all of her back, and even then it barely covered her butt. Her long legs walked elegantly, and I could feel my fingers itching just to touch her...

I sighed when she finally got to her room and closed the door.

Closing my eyes I tried to think of something, anything, to stop the blood from rushing to somewhere in my pants that I particularly didn't want to deal with at the moment.

I couldn't think of anything, and my thoughts kept being dragged back to the soft, yet noticeable curves of her body, and soon my imagination got the better of me, and my thoughts progressed to less than appropriate images of her, in things that covered way less than the innocent, white towel she'd been addorning just seconds before.

With slightly trembling hands I took a sip of my coffee, which was starting to get cold.

I heard Rory, or Lorelai come out of her room, and looked to see herdressed in the usual black and red ensemble. I had to admit, I'd thought it was kind of hot when I'd seen her in the cafe, or at the McDonalds, but now she just looked down right sexy.

I stared at her, wide-eyed for a moment, as she looked at me a little suspiciously, and got up out my of chair quickly, mumbling about taking a cold shower.

As I came out of my room, I saw Logan had awoken. Or had he been like that the whole time...?

I looked at him suspiciously, as I walked towards the counter, and saw him staring at me, his eyes wide, and almost, embarrassed. He got up quickly, and dashed into the bathroom, mumbling something I couldn't hear.

"Okay, then..." I said, raising my eyebrows, "Someone has some issues..."

2 Hours Later... Logan's POV...again... :)

I pulled into the parking lot at Yale, Finn, Colin, and Stephanie's cars right behind me.

Turning off my stereo, I got out of my car, and waited for everyone else. A couple of blondes in more than short skirts walked by, and I winked at them, smirking when they all giggled and whispered to each other.

"Logan! Logan, my dear man, I say in honor of last night, we have a party, and get drunk off our asses!" I heard Finn call to me, as he, and Colin and Stephanie walked towards me. When they caught up, we started heading farther into campus.

"Finn, do you ever remember anything that happened last night?" I asked him, trying not to think about it myself.

"No idea. But this strange girl was yelling at me to get out of her bed when I woke up, so I'm assuming it couldn't have been that bad..." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and I had to force myself not to glare at him. Instead I smirked. Stephanie left us there, since her dorm was in a different direction.

"Finn, you lucky bastard! Did you get her to go all the way?" Asked Colin, andI wondered if this is whatI sounded like, normally.

Finn just grinned, promptingme to think that he had got her to go all the way, andI had to restrain myself from punching him. Why wasI so jealous?

"Nah... At least, I don't think anyway. We got in her bed, and she just pulled away. I don't really remember what we said to each other, but I guess I just fell asleep..." I sighed, relieved beyond belief. But had Finn said she'd just pulled away? For no reason at all?

I resisted the urge to smirk. She'd been trying to make me jealous...

"What are you smirking about, Logan? It's not like you did anything interesting last night... at least, nothing I remember." I heard Colin say.

I looked at him, still smirking.

"No, nothing happened... I just realized something, that's all..." They looked at me a little strangely, as we headed into a hallway. We split up, and I made my way to my dorm, while Finn and Colin went to see if they could round some people up to have a party.

I ran a hand through my hair, and smiled slightly.

This was going to be fun.