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Chapter Six

"Broken Up and Possible Parties"

"Lucas! Luke! Lukie!" Lorelai called as she breezed through the door and headed for the counter where she saw her daughter's hunched-over form, head resting against the countertop.

"Why hello, my glorious daughter!" Lorelai said, sitting down on the stool next to her.

Rory groaned quietly in response, "Shh… Have you people no respect for the hung-over?" Rory moaned.

"And why, pray tell, are you in such a state?" Lorelai asked, raising a brow and rubbing her daughter's back comfortingly.

"Finn and vodka." Was her only response.

"Huh. Would you like some pancakes, Hon'? More coffee? Aspirin?" Lorelai offered sympathetically.

"I already took as many aspirin as was allowed on the bottle, had three cups of coffee, and I've had a plate of pancakes, but this terrible thundering in my brain has yet to stop…" Rory replied, looking at Lorelai with squinted eyes.

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"Rory!" A familiar voice called from behind her. Her hangover had faded significantly, and she had decided to return to Yale not to long after breakfast with her mother. She turned her head to look over her shoulder, to see a familiar blonde haired boy walking towards her. "Crap." She muttered before pushing open the door to her dorm and shutting it in his face.

A second later there was a pounding on the door. "Rory!" His voice called through the wood.

Rory closed her eyes and leaned her back against the door. "Go away, Logan!"

"Not until we talk about this." He replied.

She sighed, turning and grasping the cold knob with her hand. She swung the door open enough so that he could not push it open but enough for her to confront him. "There's nothing to talk about, Logan. We have broke up. We are done. I am with some else… I'm sorry, but I don't love you anymore…" She told him and then gently closed and locked the door, dropping her coat and purse on the couch and making her way to her bedroom.

She dropped down onto her bed when her cell phone rang. Picking it up from its place on her side table, she flipped it open, "Hello?" She asked tiredly.

"Why hello, kitten. Don't you sound just absolutely chipper." Rory heard the familiar accented voice ask. She smiled.

"Yes, just so chipper after having the worst hangover in months! How could you do this to me; get me to drink all that vodka with you and yet you have nothing to show for it!"

She said sarcastically into the mouthpiece.

He chuckled, "Well, love, I have superior alcoholic powers…"

She laughed in response. "So, why did you call?"

"I was wondering if you would like to accompany one hot, sexy, exotic Australian to a VERY boring party his parents are throwing…?" Finn asked, a lilt in his voice.

"Like a date? And is Rosemary busy or something? In case you haven't noticed, Finn, I am not a redhead, and I wouldn't be going home with you because I have a boyfriend…" Rory replied.

"Actually, Rosemary already turned me down…twice, but I thought it might be entertaining to bring along a attractive, brunette who my parents would actually approve of."

Rory blushed slightly at his comment. "So, you want me to go as your fake date so your parents will be pleased and not cut-off your credit card?"

"Basically yes." Finn replied, silently hoping she would say yes… His dad really was threatening to cut-off his credit card…

"Then I'll do it. It's for a good cause right, so why not?" Rory said, shrugging.

"It's for an unbelievably good cause, kitten." Finn said.

Rory grinned. "The party is Wednesday night, and I'll pick you up at 7:00?"

"7:00's great… I'll see you then…"

"Goodbye, love." Finn replied, grinning.

"Bye, Finn."

Rory placed the phone back in its place before the thought struck her on how she was going to explain this to Jess…