A/N: Thank you guys for the reviews, even though they are falling… Lol. Anyway, sorry for this late update, but I'm in the middle of exams, so I don't really have much time to write… Plus, I am having a writers block. So annoying!
Also, I know that this story has pretty much been full with filler chapters, which is weird since I love drama! Anyway, I am sorry for that and I hope that the story doesn't seem boring. I will try to make it a little more dramatic, I promise. If you have any idea please be sure to tell me. Thanks!
Remember I simply love reviews!
I disclaim. I don't own any of the characters, and I am in no way associated with Gilmore Girls.
Chapter 8 – The golden boy
About two hours later the door to the dorm opened and a tired and bored-looking Finn, a somewhat happy Steph and a carefree Colin emerged.
"I hate school!" was the first words that left Finn's mouth as he closed the door roughly behind him, and went straight to the bar.
"Of course you do," Colin answered nonchalant. "You are Finn Morgan after all. Something would be wrong with the world if you didn't."
"For once, he's right," said a nodding Stephanie as she walked over to the couch and sat down next to Rory. "So how are you doing sweets?"
"Fine?" she said, a little confused to their casual behaviour. She was have figured at least Finn and Steph would give her the third degree. "It turned out that all I needed was watching a movie."
"'Glitter'?" Step asked.
Rory shook her head. "No, 'Finding Nemo'. The stooges don't have 'Glitter'. Apparently they aren't a big fan of Mariah Carey."
"Who are?" Colin and Logan asked at the same time.
"Point taking."
"They don't understand the whole mocking-thing," Steph explained. "I tried to get them to buy it, but they refused." She shot all three guys a look. "They didn't want to scare the girls away." Rory nodded her head understanding. "But orange, white and blackfish works too," she added.
"Of course it does!" Finn yelled. "By the way, remember to give me credit, it is my movie."
"Will do," Rory promised with a smile.
Stephanie shook her head amused, then turned serious again and looked at Rory with a questioning look. "So, are you going to tell us what happened?"
The brunette sighed. "It was nothing. Someone just called…" she trailed off. "I don't want to talk about. But I am fine, really."
"Dean?" Finn asked nonetheless, ignored her previous statement.
"Not Dean, not Jess and not Marty," Rory answered, knowing he was going to ask. "Just an unexpected call. An unwanted call."
"Don't we all have them," Colin mumbled. "Actually I am waiting for the next call from my dear father. Apparently I am requested to attend some society party." He winched and shook his head disgusted.
"When?" Logan asked, casting a look at Rory, who had been looking at the floor ever since the word father had been said.
"In about a week, I think. I'm sure Shira will call soon," he said. "And Evelyn," he added, looking at Finn.
Finn's face dropped immediately. "Thanks for ruining my good mood mate," he snapped. "Well, there is only one thing to do then! We must live our lives while we can!" he said dramatic, earning raised eyebrows from his four friends.
"And how must we live our lives, oh great Finn?" Logan asked. "What is our newest adventure?"
"Don't encourage him," Colin mumbled and punched Logan lightly on the arm.
"We must celebrate the time we have left before the big mean society folks come and takes us away. We must live every second of our lives as if it was the last! We must go to the pub!"
"Oh no," Steph spoke up immediately and shook her head. "It's not even six o'clock Finn!"
Finn frowned. "So?" he asked confused.
"We all know how much you love your liquor Finn, but there is no way I am going to the pub at 2.30."
The Australian crossed his arms over his chest offended. "Well the, love, you come up with anotherway to replace my bad mood with a good one! Besides, who ever called our Rory obviously made her upset, so we need to lighten her mood too."
"Actually," she interrupted. "I would be just fine with a little alone-time."
"Nonsense!" Finn waved his hand dismissing. "I know that the second you step into your dorm you are going to study. That I will not have."
Rory rolled her eyes. "Finn, I already missed one day. Because you guys didn't wake me up," she added, looking accursedly at all of them.
"Honestly Gilmore, grow up," Colin half-joked. "It isn't our fault if you can't get up in time."
"Oh, shut up Colin," Steph said before the petite brunette had a chance to respond. "But Rory, you are not going back to your dorm, and Finn, we are not going to the pub. End of discussion."
"Well then, what the bloody hell are we doing love? I simply can not spend a whole day in my dorm. I will die of boredom!" he pouted.
"Well then Finn, you and the guys are just going to figure something out, 'cause I am stealing Rory for today."
"I'm sorry," Rory said confused. "Am I being stolen?"
"Absolutely!" Steph nodded. "I have a date and I need help with what to wear."
"A date?" Rory asked, her eyes unconsciously falling on Colin, who looked uncomfortable and upset. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Even though they were in a no strings relationship, she knew he cared a lot about the blonde. "With who?"
"One of the most gorgeous guys to walk this earth," she answered simply, her eyes glowing. "But, see, there is this one problem. He kind of has a friend…" she trailed off and bit her lip, waiting for Rory to figure it out.
It took less than five seconds. Rory's eyes widened immediately and she shook her head. "Oh no. I am not going on a blind date. The last guy you set me up with was a crack addict!"
Steph rolled her eyes. "Please, be a little more dramatic. You are starting to sound like Finn."
"I resent that!" Finn said childish.
Rory nodded her head. "I do too." She ignored the look Finn sent her and went on. "But I am not being over dramatic! I swear on the holy bible and the insanity of my mother that his pupils were this small when he came out from the restroom." She motioned with her fingers how small they were.
"Maybe he just had small pupils? Besides, you owe me, girlfriend. I have done a lot for you these past months," Steph said. "And Michael said he is really nice. Come on, this could be your future husband!"
Rory sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "Alright," she finally gave in. "But if he sucks, I'm leaving. I don't care if that means you won't get laid."
"Thank you darling!" Steph giggled. "And now boys, you must accuse us. Girl-time is seriously needed." With that said, she grabbed Rory's arm and began walking over to the door.
"Steph!" Rory protested.
The blonde shook her head. "You already agreed Rory, you can't back out now."
"Sorry if I don't want to walk around Yale wearing my pink and green Piglet pyjamas," she answered sarcastic. "Even though I found it highly entertaining the last time."
"Oh right. You might want to…" she trailed off and pointed to Finn's room. Rory simply shook her head amused.
--GG—
After looking at every piece of clothing she had, Steph had finally decided on an appropriate short red dress. It had thin straps and showed off a little cleavage, but was very classy.
It hadn't taken as much time for Rory, though. After quickly looking through her own clothes, she went to Steph's, where she found a beautiful tight-fitting blue top with pearls in silver and different shades of blue, and a dark denim skirt, that stopped just above her knees.
She was looking a little bit more casual than Steph, but they were both absolutely gorgeous.
Now, one and a half hour later the girls sat café Amore, drinking coffee and waiting for their dates to come.
"So how did he do?"
Rory looked up from her cup and frowned at Steph. "Huh?"
"Logan. How did he do with making you feel better? He usually isn't very good at the whole comforting-thing. He didn't hit on you, did he? I told him that doesn't make girls feel better!" Steph said frustrated.
"No mother, he did not hit on me," Rory smiled.
"Thank God," Steph exclaimed and held a hand to her heart. "At least that boy has some manners. But he did well then? We weren't sure if he was the best choice, but we figured he needed some experience with dealing with upset girls."
"Thanks for making me feel like a guinea pig," Rory said with a shake of her head.
The blonde simply smiled. "Anytime."
"But he did well," Rory informed her. "Even though it was pretty creepy walking up to a pair of deep brown eyes watching you. But also very satisfying in a way." She smiled innocently.
"Satisfying? Really?" Steph raised an eyebrow. "Well, girls tend to like it when Logan Huntzberger is watching them. Hell, I like it!" she said, grinning. "He has not been checking girls out very much lately."
"Huh," Rory mumbled and took a sip of her coffee. "So I'm guessing he really is a big playboy if you guys find it oddly that he hasn't had a date in several days?"
"Oh he is, or was, I don't know." She shook her head confused. "But Finn is staring to worry that he might have a tiny crush on you. Or at lest thinks that you are, and I quote him, a bloody fine female with a fabulous body."
Rory couldn't help but laugh. Definitely something Finn would say. "Remind me to thank him for not saying something about my ass or boobs-"
"Oh he did," Steph cut her off. "I just left that part out."
"Of course you did." She rolled her eyes. "But really, this whole Logan liking my fabulous body, I wouldn't worry about it. If he really liked me, he would have made a move then, right? And besides, you know I don't go for those guys."
"You almost slept with Finn," the blonde pointed out.
"Keyword almost."
Stephanie held her hands up. "Okay. I am just saying… Finn would be pretty upset if you guys began going out, and he wouldn't be the only one. We don't want to choose."
"You will not have to chose, 'cause we will not go out," Rory told her friend firmly, ignoring the little voice inside her head saying that she shouldn't make promises like that. "See, my type are cheating son of bitches, not arrogant rich boys. And look at my record; it is obvious I prefer brunettes," she joked.
"Well, I have to say I disagree."
Rory's eyes widened as she heard the familiar male voice. She watched as another guy sat next to a smiling Stephanie, and sucked in a breath. "You disagree?" she asked, not looking back, but keeping her eyes straight on her coffee.
"How can I not? I am living proof of the fact that blonde's turn you on."
She could imagine the grin on his face and closed her eyes briefly. Hesitating she turned around and looked up at the person before her.
"Hallo Mary," he smiled.
A/N: So, that's it. And by the way, I don't really hate Mariah Carey that much, some of her latest songs are actually quite good ;)
