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Chapter 5 – Chipper McCrea and the tired gang
"You know, what I said last night. I take it back."
"Colin? What are you talking about?" Steph groaned from her spot on the sofa.
They had just gotten home from the big overnight party. After Rory and Steph had gone to change their clothes, they went to the guy's dorm. For the moment the two girls were lying on the couch, blankets rapped around them, while Logan was sitting in the armchair, Finn was half-sleeping on the floor and Colin was sitting on the floor.
"You know, about hating Gilmore in the morning, having to deal with her hangover, finding aspirin for her?" He smiled cruelly, leaning against the wall. "I take it back. Seeing Gilmore hungover is fun!"
Steph only shook her head, inside wondering what the hell she was doing with that boy, while Rory quickly came up with a witty comment. "It's remarkable how chipper you are, McCrea, considering you were dying this morning."
"It is, isn't it?"
"God," Rory mumbled and buried her head in the blanket, trying to get the bells in her head to stop ringing and the nauseous to go away. "I don't remember agreeing to this."
"To what?" Logan asked, saying something for the first time this morning.
"Getting drunk." She paused for a moment, and then went on. "Getting hammered. Smashed. Wasted. Tipsy. Though I am pretty sure I was much more than tipsy last night." She looked up and narrowed her blue eyes at Logan. "I should blame you."
"What?" he protested, lifting his head to eye her. "How did your hangover become my fault?"
"You were the one drinking with her," Steph reasoned.
"Not fair. I remember a certain Australian asking her if she wanted a drink. And if you haven't figured this out yet… I am not Australian."
"Oh shut up mate," a groggy voice muttered. The whole group turned their heads slowly and looked at Finn. "You don't have the right to blame me. I am still suffering from nightmares because of you and your song."
A slight smile appeared of both Logan and Rory's faces. "It couldn't have been that bad," Logan said.
"That bad?" An almost painful laugh escaped Finn's lips. "If the song wasn't back enough already, you two being the one singing it sure didn't help. You've got to promise me that you never ever will consider a carrier in music."
"Girl scout honor," Rory said and held up three fingers.
"Were you a girl scout?"
"Me?" She let out a snort and shook her head amused. "Camping, woods and that whole thing aren't really my style. Me and nature doesn't go well together."
"She isn't joking," Colin warned Logan. "We once tried to get her to go to the woods with us. She did, but completely freaked out once she saw a deer. Started rambled on about them being spawns of Satan. I never understood until last night." He smiled his secret smile, his eyes fixating on Rory who only stuck out her tongue at him.
"What is he talking about?" Logan asked curious and confused, while Steph nodded her head, showing that she too wanted to know.
"You guys really were drunk last night, huh?"
"At least not as much as him." Logan motioned to Finn, who was sound asleep again. "You would think he would be the most sober one of us, considering he always drinks."
"He'll never learn," Steph and Rory replied at the same time.
"Of course not, it is Finn!" For a moment there was a peaceful silence before Colin spoke up again. "I'm hungry."
Rory snapped her eyes open and a small smile appeared on her face. "For food?" Colin rolled his eyes, but she ignored it. "That's perfect. You know Colin, since you are so awfully chipper and the only one actually really awake, you should be the one to go get it."
"That is not pair Reporter Girl!" Colin protested, but sighed when Rory gave him a look. "Right, can't deny the Gilmore girl her food. But I am taking someone with me."
"Not me."
"You weren't really my first choice anyway, Gilmore," Colin answered. He looked to Logan, raising his brows but Logan quickly shook his head. He then turned to Finn, who was passed out on the floor and shook his own head. Finally his eyes fell on Steph and before she could protest he stood up from the floor and pulled her up from the couch.
"What?" Rory said. "You can't take Steph, she keeps me warm. I'll freeze to death!"
"What is the blanket for?"
"Not my fault you have way too thin blankets," Rory answered defensive. "Come on, I'll be cold."
"I'm sure Huntzberger wouldn't mind helping you out in that department." Colin gave her a wicked smile and disappeared out the door, pulling a tired Stephanie with him.
"So, it's just you and me," Logan smirked as he sad next to her on the couch, pulling a blanket over himself.
"Well, that it not actually correct, but considering that Finn is passed out and somewhere in dreamland with a stunning redhead, who I am sure is named Rosemary, I guess you can say it's just you and me." She looked up to see Logan looking strangely at her. "What?"
He shook his head and smiled. "Nothing. But this is a great opportunity to get to know each other. All I know about you is that your name is Rory Gilmore, you are a reporter, have really lame friends and is scared to death of deer." Rory laughed slightly as Logan went on. "We really should get to know each other, since I see that you are a big part of our drunken friend's life and Colin is warming up to you-"
"How did you come to that conclusion?" Rory asked interested.
Logan shrugged. "He called you Gilmore more times then he called you Reporter Girl. I figured that was a good thing. Sometime soon he will call you Rory."
"Yeah," she answered with a sarcastic smile. "When hell freezes over."
Logan laughed a little and shook his head. "It is surprising how much you know everybody."
"Yeah, I guess," Rory answered a little unsure. "They are all really nice people, easy to get close to."
"Even Colin?"
"Even Colin. I think he is just mad at me because I took his Stephie away," she teased.
"Yeah, he tends to get defensive when it comes to her."
"It is actually kind of cute," Rory said smiling. "Or it would be if he wasn't such an ass to me that I want to punch him every time I am near him."
"Such a great friendship," Logan joked and sighed in mock wonder before the familiar smirk appeared on his face again. "Okay, I've got it. We have to play 20 Questions!"
"What are you? A girl?"
"Hey! I resent that, it was one time and Finn made me dress as a woman!" He noticed the sweet smile on her face and mentally patted his shoulder proudly. "So, are you in or what?"
"Fine, I'm in! But I get to ask first. Okay…" She looked like she was thinking really hard before finally asking, "Favourite colour?"
"You needed all that time to think of that?"
"Just answer Logan."
"Right. Blue."
"Me too!" she said excited. "Okay, your turn."
"How many serious boyfriends have you had?"
"What?" she asked, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. She ran a hand through her dark hair before crossing her arms over her chest. "That's private."
"Come on," he begged. "I'll tell you if you tell me."
"What is the next? I'll show you mine if you show me yours?"
"Well, maybe," he replied flirtatious, as Rory slapped his arm. "Aw!" He glared at her with mock anger. "Now you owe me."
She rolled her eyes and gave up. "Fine. Three. Dean, Jess and Marty. Bunch of jackasses, some more than others. You?"
He paused for a minute. "None." When he saw her eyes widened, he explained. "I'm not really a commitment type of guy."
"What? You tricked me!"
"I didn't trick-"
"So Finn was right when he said that you were Dean-alike?" she said, interrupting him. "Just like Colin was right when he called you a man-whore?" She tried to keep a serious expression on her face, but it was really hard when she saw his mouth opened and his eyes narrowing at the word 'man-whore'.
"Being a man-whore is completely different from just not being a commitment kind of guy!" he defended.
She shrugged, keeping her face bored. "If you say so."
He was about to defend himself again when the sound of Oompa Loompa interrupted him. He gave Rory a weird look as she searched for her phone. "Please tell me that is not a song from 'Charlie and the chocolate factory'."
She only smiled. "What, you didn't just love Willy Wonka? How can you not? Poor guy. Awful childhood, awful braces." She shook her head sadly and finally looked down on her phone. Her eyes immediately widened as she saw who was calling. "Would you look at that," she muttered to herself sarcastic. She looked up to see Logan watching her interested. "Excuse me for a minute," she said politely and got up, walking out of the dorm and slamming the door behind her.
