Appearances Can Be Deceiving
Disclaimer: I do not own anything having to do with Gilmore Girls. I also do not own anything having to do with Shakespeare's Twelfth Night or the movie She's the Man.
Summary: AU Rogan Story. This is a modern version of Shakespeare's Twelfth Night, very similar to the movie She's the Man. Rory and her twin brother agree that she will take his place at the all male boarding school, Illyria. Her assigned roommate is, of course, Logan. Let the fun begin!
Author's Note 1: Thank you so much to all of you who have reviewed. While reviews are not required, they are very much appreciated. I love getting reviews because they give me the self-confidence to continue writing. So, again, thank you for those of you who took the time to review my very first fanfic. You guys rock!
Author's Note 2: The following chapter is Logan's point of view when he meets 'Chris,' his new roommate.
Chapter 3
Roommates
Part Two
Logan looked up from the poker table when he heard someone mutter something indiscernible. What he saw was two boys standing in the doorway. The taller boy cleared his throat and elbowed the other boy in the side. The shorter boy yelped in pain and glared at the other boy.
Their eyes locked, and they seemed to have a silent conversation, well, argument really, with each other. Weird, Logan thought to himself.
The two guys were quite a sight. They seemed like exact opposites of each other. The taller boy was blond and had blue eyes. Logan could tell that this guy was rich, cocky, self-confident, and very arrogant. This guy knew he was good-looking, and probably slept around. Yep, Logan definitely knew this type of guy. Hey, it takes one to know one, Logan thought wryly.
Logan focused his attention on the other guy. He was shorter than the blond guy. He had brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He's kind of odd-looking for a guy, Logan thought to himself. Logan looked at the boy, his gaze sliding up and down the length of the boy. His hazel eyes stopped on the boy's face. Logan couldn't help but stare. This boy's skin was porcelain, and he had the clearest, most amazing blue eyes. Those eyes… They reminded Logan of the ocean, crystal clear blue waters, so transparent that you can see all the way down to the ocean floor. He couldn't stop staring at those captivating, cerulean eyes. Whoa! Did I just describe a dude's eyes as 'captivating'? What the hell is wrong with me? Logan screamed at himself. As Logan mentally slapped himself on the back of his head, he heard the short one say something.
"Uh, I mean…" the boy stammered. "Hey, dudes! 'Sup?" he said in an awkward voice.
Logan had to bite his lip to keep himself from laughing out loud. Clearly, this guy was nervous. What a wimpy-looking, not very masculine guy, Logan thought to himself.
"Hey, mates," Logan heard Finn respond. "I'm Finn. Who are you?"
The taller guy introduced himself as Tristan and the other guy as Chris.
Chris. Hmmm, where do I know that name from? Logan wondered. Suddenly, it clicked.
Shit! Logan's mind yelled, as he pushed his chair back, stood up, and strode over to where the two guys stood.
"As in, Christopher Gilmore?" Logan asked, hoping against all hope that he wasn't.
The Chris guy just stared blankly at him, like he was in some sort of trance.
The Tristan guy elbowed him again, which seemed to wake Chris up.
"Um, what?" the Chris guy asked.
"As in, Christopher Gilmore?" Logan repeated.
"Yep," he said, nodding slowly.
Wonderful, Logan thought sarcastically. He extended his hand towards the brown-haired one and said, "Hey, I'm Logan, your roommate."
Chris just stared at Logan, mouth slightly agape. It was very disconcerting. After what seemed like an eternity, the guy seemed to snap out of his trance. He grabbed Logan's hand and shook it. Instantly, Logan felt a jolt of electricity shoot from his fingertips, up his arm, straight to his heart.
Okay…What the fuck was that? Logan asked himself. What was also disturbing was that by the way Chris flinched, Logan knew that he felt it, too.
As they went around the room making introductions, Chris stood there quietly, seemingly wrapped up in his own mind. Every once in a while, he would smile, laugh, nod, or answer a question, pretending to pay attention to the conversations going on around him.
As the conversations went on, Logan pondered about what happened. Even though he didn't want to, Logan kept glancing over at Chris, studying him. He couldn't help himself. He really doesn't look like a normal guy. He's kinda wimpy-looking and isn't very masculine, Logan thought. Logan groaned inwardly as another thought ran through his head. Crap! I gotta spend lots of time with this kid, in classes, studying, sleeping in the same room…Not a good thing when I think his eyes are captivating! And what the fuck was that electricity bolt thing? What the hell is wrong with me?
Author's Note: I am sooooooo sorry that it took so long for me to get this chapter up. Please forgive me? Pretty please, with a cherry on top? If you can find it in your very lovely hearts to forgive me, please read and review. Thanks!