Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls…but that's okay by me.

A/N: I know pretty much where I am going with this but I need reviews and support so I will keep going! Thanks for all reviews: good or bad! Trust me, they help!

What you need to know: Rory attends Baylor Prep school, instead of Chilton. Baylor Prep is revolved around the sport, soccer. It is so important to go there if you want to go to college on a soccer scholarship. All of the scouts go to Baylor Prep soccer matches to recruit.

Chapter 1:

"We're doing what?" Rory screamed in astonishment at her mother.

"Rory, darling, how many more times do I need to repeat myself before you finally get it?" Lorelai rolled her eyes, grinning.

"Until you tell me this isn't true!" Rory jumped up from their kitchen table and began pacing.

"One last time, Rory Gilmore, and then I am done with you." Lorelai took a deep breathe and retold her story. "Since your grandmother has very close ties with Chilton, she suggested that we sponsor one of their athletes. The school wanted to transfer some of their students to Baylor, so they could play soccer there, competitively. So, I volunteered by providing a place for the athlete to stay."

"Mother," Rory cut Lorelai off. "We are letting some stranger stay in our house just so he can play a sport at my school! I understand that they would need to stay here since they live far away, but why does it have to be us? Blake will not be very happy with this. You know he doesn't like other competition coming around…especially if they are staying with me for a whole soccer season."

"I felt like we had to give something back to your grandmother since you dropped out of that school. She wanted you to excel at Chilton."

"You know why I left Chilton, mother. Anyway, I just don't want this guy from Chilton to be anyone I know. This sucks. " Rory snatched her cup of coffee and gulped it down.

"This guy needs a place to stay for the season. His parents are out of town for the time being and Chilton wanted a civilized place to keep him." Lorelai propped her head up with her arm.

"Do you know who he his?" Rory calmed down and plopped down beside her mother.

"We'll find out in a few hours, honey. Go out with your friends, and don't worry about it. It's Friday night, babe, get out of here." Lorelai shooed her daughter out of the chair.

"Okay," Rory grabbed her cell phone from her purse and started to dial. "I'll be home by curfew."

"Alright, I'll be in my room, awaiting the glorious phone call." Lorelai proceeded up the stairs and into her room.

Rory tapped her fingers anxiously as she waited for Blake to pick up his phone.

"Hello?" Rory heard his deep, smooth voice.

"Blake, its me! What's up?" Rory's heart beat fast as she talked to her boyfriend. He always made her heart skip a beat.

"I'm just waiting for you." Blake said mischievously.

"What?" Rory giggled. "Where are you?"

"Look out your window."

Rory grinned as she bolted over to her window to see Blake resting on his car with a dozen roses in his hand.

She gasped and clicked off her phone, excitingly.

Quickly, Rory slipped on her gold, sparkly flats and grabbed her denim jacket. Her purse found its way to her shoulder and she was ready to see him.

As she ran out the door, a smile slowly spread across Blake's face.

"You're beautiful." Blake whispered to Rory as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Mmm," Rory nestled her face in the crook of his neck.

"I've missed you, baby. It's only been a couple hours since school let out, but it's seemed like eternity." Blake pulled Rory into a kiss that both of them had been longing for.

Blake cupped Rory's neck with one hand and rested the other on her hip. Rory ran her hands through his silky brown hair as she licked his lips.

"Let's go." Rory mumbled as she broke the kiss.

"Awww…" Blake groaned, not wanting to end the kiss. "Fine, where do you want to go?"

"Hmmm…surprise me!" Rory clapped her hands together and laughed.

Blake lead Rory to the passenger side of his black mustang and helped her in. He jogged to the other side of the car and hopped in.

"Alright…" Blake backed the car out as he thought of places he could take his girlfriend.

"While your thinking, I'm going to call Molly and Hannah and see what they're up to." Rory dialed 3-way to her two best friends.

"Rory!" Molly and Hannah both shouted from the other end of the phone.

"Ounch!" Rory pulled the phone away from her ear in angst. "Why in the world are you all yelling? What is going on?"

"Oh, sorry, we're at the Lax." Molly referred to the teen club, the Lax, where the crowd from Baylor Prep usually hung out.

"Ror, you have to come by! It is amazing!" Hannah gushed.

"Yeah, I bet. Hold on a sec," Rory put her phone on her shoulder and asked, "Hey babe, is it okay if we go to the Lax?"

"Sure, Ror, that's fine with me." Blake gave Rory an uneasy look.

"Okay," Rory eyed her boyfriend in question.

She shrugged her shoulders and returned to her friends on the phone. "We'll be there in a few. Bye."

Rory clicked off her phone and narrowed her eyes at Blake.

"Okay, what is it? I know you know something I don't. Spill it out. Is everything okay?" Rory put her hand on Blake's thigh.

"I think so. I just heard that Tristan Dugrey and his crowd were going to raid the Lax tonight." Blake's cold expression said a million words.

"Tristan Dugrey, huh?" Rory shuddered at the sound of his name.

Tristan Dugrey was one of the top guys at Chilton Prep. He was always competing with Blake in anything relating to soccer.

Rumors stirred that Tristan was transferring to Baylor, but none were confirmed.

Whenever Blake and Tristan were in the same vicinity, they were bound to fight. If Tristan did come into Blake's territory, the Lax, things would get ugly.

Tristan was the hot shot and his school while Blake was the leader of his.

The Chilton crowd usually hung out at the club, the Tag. So, whenever they decided to go somewhere else, there was bound to be trouble.

"If anything goes wrong, we're leaving. You are not getting suspended from the team this year over a stupid quarrel, okay Blake? I don't want you to waste your time with Dugrey, anyway. He's just jealous of what you and me have." Rory rubbed his arm assuring.

"Thanks babe. You mean the world to me." Blake stopped at a red light and gave Rory a quick, gentle kiss.

"Right back 'atcha." Rory winked.

Ten minutes later, the couple pulled into the parking lot at the Lax.

"Let's do this." Blake put his arm around Rory's shoulder, protectively.

The line to get in the door was about 200 feet long.

Blake and Rory went straight up to the door without hesitation.

"Hey, Rex," Blake nodded at the bouncer guarding the door.

The bouncer nodded back and stepped aside to let Rory and Blake enter.

The loud music bounced off the walls and vibrated beneath their feet. It was pitch black dark, except for the neon lights that flashed around them.

You could barely move an inch without brushing someone else's shoulder.

Blake cleared his throat, signaling to people around them that he needed to get through. He grabbed Rory's hand and lead her to their usually spot in the corner.

They were greeted by their group of friends.

"Hey, hey!" Molly and Hannah rushed up to Rory and embraced her.

"We've been waiting for you, since like, forever." Molly's curls bounced as she nodded her head.

"Yeah, girl! Let's go bust a move." Hannah bumped Rory's hip in anticipation.

Rory laughed and stole a peek at her boyfriend who was now seated on the couch talking to his friends.

Just as Rory was about to call Blake's name to get him to come dance with her, a riot of voices erupted from the front door.

The music stopped playing and all the people dancing stared at where the commotion was.

Blake and his buddies stood up, defensively and started to walk towards the trouble.

"No," Rory put her hand on Blake's chest and sighed. "Don't fight him, please. I can't stand not knowing if you're alright."

"I'm going to be okay. Stay here and don't leave without me." Blake brushed his lips with hers for a split second, but then he disappeared with his guys in the crowd.

Rory silently cursed to herself and threw herself down on the couch in a huff.

"Rory," Hannah grabbed her friends arm.

"I'm fine, seriously. I just wanted tonight to be a night without trouble, you know?" Rory gave a weak smile.

"Yeah…" Molly sighed and rested her head on Rory's shoulder.

All three of their heads burst up when they heard shouts coming from near the front door.

Cursing and hollering echoed throughout the building.

Before her friends could stop her, Rory bolted from her seat and ran to the electrical room.

Rory found the light switch, just as her friends halted behind her.

The lights flickered off and scared whispers flowed about.

"Come on," Rory grabbed her friend's arms and guided them in the pitch black dark towards their friends. "Grab them and we're exiting from the back."

Rory could feel their heads nod in unison.

Just as Tristan gruffly whistled to signal his crowd to start a fight, Rory and her friends grabbed the guy's arms and dragged them safely out back.

"What the—"Blake shook off the arm of who he thought was his attacker.

"Shhh, it's me." Rory interlocked her hand into his. "Let's go."

The Baylor crowd, lead by Rory, arrived at their cars without any trouble from Tristan's group.

"Let's go back to my place. We can chill there for a little while." Rory nodded to her friends and jumped into her boyfriend's car.

"I appreciate you saving me back there, but I could have taken him down." Blake said, gruffly.

"I know you could, baby, but I did this for you. I know how much soccer means to you and I didn't want this fight so jeopardize anything. Last time you all fought, you almost got put in jail. Plus, your coach suspended you from the last tournament you had. Do you remember how many scouts missed seeing you play? I'm looking out for you, Blake." Rory closed her eyes and rested her head on the armrest.

"I know, Rory. I don't know what I would do without you. You always keep me in line and I love it." Blake smiled and rubbed her back.

Things seemed to be perfect for Rory at this time. The perfect boyfriend, the perfect friends, the perfect school…but one not-so-perfect phone call could ruin everything.

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A/N: That's it! How do you all like it? It was just a crazy idea of mine I thought could get interesting? I left you with a cliffhanger, but I'll give you a hint…the phone call is from Lorelai and she has something important to tell Rory: about the guy staying at their house. Man, I may have given you too much of a hint, oh well. Please review! Thanks so much!

Ali