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: Surprise!! Since you guys are so totally awesome and have forgiven me for taking sooooooo very long to update, AND left me very sweet reviews, I have decided to get Chapter 4 up quickly. Not really much Rogan action, but some stuff between Lorelai and Rory. I hope you enjoy it!!

Chapter 4

Moms Really Do Know All

As they made themselves comfortable on the large, black leather sofas that faced each other, stories began of how they each got kicked out of some school or another.

"So, Gilmore. You're being awfully quiet. What's your story? Get kicked outta any good places?" the seeming to get more annoying by the minute Robert said.

"Uhh…" Rory struggled to remember all the places Chris had gotten kicked out of and the reasons why.

Suddenly, Toxic by Britney Spears started coming out of Rory's bookbag. Rory shrugged her shoulders and smiled sheepishly. Saved by the ringtone, thought Rory. Sort of…Now I have to explain this crap.

"Um, yeah. This must be my sister's way of getting me back for putting green dye in her shampoo bottle. Novice," Rory said smugly.

"You have a sister?" Finn asked exuberantly. "Is she a redhead?"

Rory let out a sigh of relief. Way to divert attention from me, Finn. Thank you.

"Duh, Finn. Come on. They're twins. If Chris is brunette, then so is his sister," Colin said sarcastically as he slapped Finn upside the head.

Rory glanced at the caller id. "It's my mom. I gotta take this," Rory explained as she walked towards the door. She let herself out the door and stepped into the hallway.

"Hey, Mom," Rory said nervously.

"Fruit of my loins! The other half of one of my offspring!" Lorelai exclaimed happily.

"Yeah…Hi, Mom," Rory stammered.

"Okay. Lay it on me. What's up, kid?" Lorelai asked with a frown on her face.

"Nothing!" Rory said very quickly in a high-pitched voice.

"Oh, come on. Just tell me. Actually, I already know what's going on…if that makes you feel any better," Lorelai said.

"You do?" squeaked Rory.

"Of course. You've been my kid for 17 years now, Rory. What kind of mother would I be if I didn't know what was going on with you all the time? Oh, that's right…I'd be my mother!" Lorelai said with a smile.

Rory grinned. "How'd you find out?"

"Well, hmmm, let me see…my first clue was a message on the machine from your school telling me that you have not shown up for any of your classes for two days. You never miss class, Rory. Then, let's see. Oh, yeah. So I called Dad, you know, the other parent you said you'd be staying with for several weeks. He said he hasn't seen you or your brother. So then, I got a hunch and called Illyria to check on Chris. It seems he registered and moved in his dorm already. Oh yeah, and he joined the paper. The paper, Rory. Wow, I am such a baaaad mom. I didn't even know my own son was into journalism. But, wait. Hey, my daughter, my sneaky, lying to me daughter, loves journalism. Even wants to be a journalist someday." Lorelai paused her rapid rant to take a deep breath.

"Mom…" Rory pleaded.

"Spill, Rory," Lorelai said in her very best 'stern mother' voice.

"Okay, okay." Rory told her mom all about Chris' music tour and the switch.

"Ah-ha! I knew it! Don't try to get one over on me. I am the all-knowing Lorelai," Lorelai beamed.

"Mom, please, you have to help me make this work," Rory begged.

"What's in it for me?" Lorelai asked wickedly.

"I won't tell Grandma that you allowed me to take Chris' place at his all-male boarding school and that you knew I was dressing up like a boy to imitate my twin brother," Rory spat.

"Geesh, okay. You drive a hard bargain. But, okay. I won't tell Grandma."

"And don't tell Dad," Rory said hurriedly.

"Who do you think helped me figure out your little plan?" Lorelai laughed. "But don't worry, I'll talk to Dad. Make sure he doesn't ruin your strategic plan that is sure to succeed."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rory asked with a worried look on her face.

"Nothing, honey. Good luck. Let me know if you need anything."

"Thanks, Mom," Rory said with a sigh of relief.

"Sure, hun. Just remember three things: 1. Money is the root of all evil, 2. You are a girl, and 3. Don't fall in love."

Rory smiled, particularly at the third one.

Author's Note: I hope you liked it. Thank you again for all your fantastic reviews. Next chapter: Logan and 'Chris' spend some time together. Let me know if you have any good ideas. Thanks!