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I'm glad you liked the chapter and the quick updates. It really isn't so hard writing this fic since I've got a lot of ideas. Lol.
And 'Here Comes a Regular', yes that was mentioned on 'One Tree Hill'. I almost couldn't believe it! Lol.
One last thing, some of you are wondering when Logan and Rory are going to hook up. I only have one word. Soon. Lol.
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Chapter 7: The perfect dresses
"You know, I was doing something important."
Rosemary rolled her eyes. "I know."
"Something really important, actually deadly important."
"So you say."
"And for you to come and tear me away from-"
Rosemary quickly covered Rory's mouth with her hand. "Okay, shut up. Yes, I dragged you away from the paper to buy a dress. Deal with it."
Rory pouted cutely when Rosemary removed her hand. "You know, I had a very important article to write. Paris is going to freak; I can never go home to my dorm. I can never see Paris again!"
"So she did you a favour, really?" Steph asked as she looked at different dresses.
Rory rolled her eyes. "You don't want to be on Paris' bad side. I tried that in High School and trust me, that wasn't too great."
"Blah blah blah," Rose simply said with a roll of her yes. "Stop whining and look at this dress. It would look amazing on you!"
She held up a small little red thing, that could hardly be described as a dress. It looked more like a little piece of fabric, that someone had put a big designer's name on and called a dress.
Rory raised her eyebrows. "Rose, did I tell you that my grandmother wants me to dress suitable?" She took the dress from her friend, held it up against her and stroked a pose. "Somehow I don't think showing up looking like a Paris Hilton look-alike would be very suitable."
"It is hot though," Steph agreed as she took a look at the dress.
"Why don't I just show up in a thong and a bra?" Rory said sarcastic as she put the dress aside. "It's much cheaper and would get about the same amount of attention."
"Okay, so maybe it is a little tiny," Rosemary agreed.
"A little tiny my ass," Rory mumbled to herself. "What I need is something classy, something long. Something that totally-"
She stopped talking when she noticed two blonde girls looking at her, even pointing to her. They both made disgusted faces and shot her a death-glare before walking away. Steph and Rosemary looked at Rory with raised eyebrow, who only sighed.
"Man, I am never making a joke again," she groaned.
"Explain please," Steph said in a sing-song voice, while Rosemary crossed her arms over her chest, looking closely at Rory.
Rory shook her head annoyed. "Me and Logan hung out at his dorm when I had the pleasure of meeting Robert Greenwald. Apparently it seemed impossible that Logan and I were only friends, so I joked about us sleeping together."
"And he misunderstood?"
"Apparently he's not only an asshole, he is a freakin' idiot too," Rory said. "Ever since then girls have been staring at me like they want to beat the crap about of me. And I don't even know why."
"Rory," Rosemary began slowly. "At Harvard, weren't there this one guy that all the girls wanted to be with? Some hot stud?"
"Adam Wood," she mumbled in response.
"Logan is Yale's Adam Wood," Steph said smiling. "He's charming, he's gorgeous, he's rich and he is willing. But the past days Logan hasn't even had a date, and if rumours are going around about you and Logan, the girls at Yale figure it's because of you."
"Great, so I just pissed off the entire female population at Yale by being friends with a guy." Rory shook her head. "Can we just not talk about it anymore? Let's just look for dresses."
Her two friends both nodded.
"What about this?" Steph asked and held up a long black dress with a low-cut front and a slightly exposed back and raised an eyebrow. Rory looked at it for a moment, but Rosemary snatched it quickly.
"Oh no, that one is mine!" she exclaimed and hugged the dress close to her chest.
Rory laughed. "Well, I'll find something else then," she said.
"Oh this is beautiful," Steph said as she looked at a blue silk dress. "Try it," she said to Rory and quickly grabbed it, not even waiting for Rory's reply.
"It's gorgeous," she agreed as she looked closer at it. It was floor-length with thin spaghetti straps and a slightly exposed back. Not too revealing but still kind of sexy. Suitable.
"So now you and Rose have potential dresses, now I need one. Something… Pink," Steph said. Pink had always been her favourite colour.
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Only four hours later, four hours that would seem like an eternity to most guys, but seemed like nothing to Rory, Steph and Rosemary, they had pretty much tried every single dress in the store. Some had been okay while others looked worse than crap. Fortunately all of the girls had saved their favourite dress last.
"Finn is so going to want to jump you when he sees you in this dress!" Steph said excited as Rosemary came out of the dressing room, now wearing the long black dress from before.
"Finn always wants to jump me," Rosemary reminded her. "Actually, let me rephrase that. Finn wants to jump anyone!"
"I'm sorry, did I miss something? I thought you weren't interested in Finn?" Rory asked.
"God no, I just like to mess with his mind," the redhead said and grinned wickedly. "And this dress will do it, won't it?"
"Oh yeah." Steph paused as a slight smile spread on her face. "It's going to be so great!"
Rory shook her head, a smile on her face. "And Jason says I'm evil."
"Jason is full of crap," Rosemary simply said, her voice nonchalant. "He is damn sexy though."
"Not only do we have an older non-australian version of Finn, we also have a female version!" Steph said jokingly.
"I speak the truth and only the truth," was Rose's response. "Now, Blondie, get your ass in there and get changed."
With that said she pushed her blonde friend into the dressing-room, ignoring her cries of protest. A few minutes later Steph came out, looking extremely beautiful. Both Rory and Rosemary awed when they saw her.
"Colin is going to die," Rosemary said as she looked at Steph in her beautiful pink dress.
"And while that normally would be a bad thing, that is a good thing in this case," Rory explained jokingly. "You look like a princess."
Steph let out a squeal and turned around. "I feel like a fuckin' princess too!"
"A very rude and cursing princess," the brunette added.
Steph stuck out her tongue at her.
"A childish and very rude and cursing princess."
The blonde shot her a playful glare. "So seriously, what do you think? Pretty? Beautiful? Gorgeous? Breath-taking? God damn hot?" she said and raised her eyebrow in suspense.
"God damn hot," the two friends said at the same time.
"Perfect," she said in a preppy voice. "Now we only need the little Ms Gilmore."
Rory rolled her eyes and went into the dressing-room without saying anything. She quickly changed into the blue dress and took a look in the mirror. It was gorgeous, that much was true. But was it her style? Shaking her head, she decided to let her friends pick, so she quickly entered the room.
"So?" she began slowly, looking slightly nervous. "Is anyone going to die or jump me?"
"Jason is so going to die, when he tries to beat Logan's ass, because Logan is going to want to jump you!" Steph rambled, making Rosemary and Rory laugh.
"In a simpler way, you look breath-taking," Rosemary said and the blonde nodded her head eagerly, agreeing.
Rory laughed, glad that her friends liked the dress.
After half an hour, the three girls had also found the perfect shoes and purses for the party. Now they had the whole outfit.
"Come on," Rosemary said as she grabbed both Rory and Steph's hands and dragged them over to a bigger mirror. All three looked at their reflection, honestly surprised at how great they looked together.
Rosemary's outfit was quite simple with a long black dress, that fitted her every curve, a pair of red shoes and a little black purse filled with shimmering pearls. It was simply, but classy and the purse sparkled the whole thing up.
Steph had found her perfect pink dress. It was long just like Rory and Rosemary's and had thin straps and was covered with different shades of pink pearls. Her shoes were silvery as were her little purse.
Finally there was Rory's. She had picked the long blue dress. As accessories she had picked a pair of golden high heals. They were beautiful with a little blue stone in the middle. Her handbag was also golden and matched the shoes perfectly.
"We are so going to get laid!" Steph yelled excited, making both of her friends laugh out loud.
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"You are going to look gorgeous," Rosemary said as she painted her friend's last nail.
"Are you sure?"
The redhead nodded her head. "Completely sure."
"Really? Because I wasn't entirely sure if it was too-"
"-God Finn," Rory interrupted and rolled her eyes. "Are you fishing for compliments again?"
The Australian pouted and looked down at his black fingernails. "It isn't too dark?" he asked as he held up his fingers.
"I wasn't aware of that there were different shades of black."
Finn looked slightly offended. He quickly got up from the bed and went to the mirror. "I do look pretty, don't I?" he said with a huge smile.
It was Friday evening, only about half and hour until Emily Gilmore's infamous party started. While Steph had been forced to get ready with her mom, Rosemary and Rory decided to get ready together. In the middle of doing their hair, Finn had showed up. Why, Rory still wasn't sure about.
The girls were almost ready; they had done their hair, painted their nails, put on their jewellery and Rory was also in her dress. Rosemary though had decided to tease Finn a little and wanted to wait to the last second to put hers on.
Once again Rory rolled her eyes. "Tell me again, why Finn is getting ready with us?" she whispered to Rosemary.
"The boys didn't want him."
"You know, I can hear you," Finn said as he turned around and faced the two.
Rosemary briefly looked at Rory, who was putting on lip gloss. "We know."
"I'm appalled by how uncompassionate you are," Finn said in a formal voice.
Rory cracked a smile. "You sound like my grandma."
"That might be the sweetest thing a girl has ever said to me." The Aussie's voice was sickly sweet.
"Obviously you have never met my grandmother."
Rosemary slapped Rory playfully on the arm before laughing softly. "Rory, we do not speak badly about the elders. We have to show them respect."
"You just called them the elders!" Rory protested with a shake of her head. "That is like calling my mother ma'am."
"Your mom is weird, isn't she?" Rosemary asked with a smile.
"We like to call her unique or special."
The redhead let out a laugh and stood up from the bed. "Well, I'm getting dressed," she announced in a mockingly nonchalant voice.
Finn's head quickly snapped up to look at her, excitement evident in his eyes and a smirk on his face.
Rosemary gave Rory a wicked smile before going into the bathroom and locking the door, Finn's eyes following her every movement.
Rory couldn't help but snort. "You look like a child on Christmas day," she told him. "You do realize that you are actually excited about a girl getting dressed?"
"I'm hoping by the end of the night, I'll be the one to undress her," he simply answered, his eyes still staring at the bathroom-door.
"That'll happen," she whispered sarcastically to herself before pulling out her phone and dialling a familiar number.
"The Gilmore Girls' house of pleasure. Rory is currently living it up at Yale, but who cares? I'm hotter anyway!" a voice answered.
"So not true!" Rory told her mother teasingly. "You might have bigger boobs, but come on!"
That seemed to get Finn's attention and he turned to her with a raised eyebrow. Rory shook her head and picked up a mascara, throwing it at him. He quickly turned around again, a pout on his face.
"My darling daughter! Fruits of my loins! Mini me! What are you wearing?" Lorelai said excited.
"You know, if it weren't because I'm going to a fancy party, that would have freaked me out completely," Rory said. "And to answer your question; a long blue dress and golden shoes."
"Jacket?"
"Going with the black blazer."
"Nice," Lorelai answered, clapping her hands. "So are you looking forward to being attacked by your grandma and grandpa? Being showed off like a piece of meat? Getting hit on by guys twice your age?"
"Well, I wasn't, but you are making it sound like so much fun!" Rory said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Now that you brought up the topic, I would like to thank you for betraying your own daughter for Luke."
"You are welcome, hon!"
"I really hate it that you don't care," Rory answered in a sad voice.
"Oh my little angel, you know mommy care. But mommy has attended a lot of those parties and she has done her duty. Now mommy is aloud to spend an evening having hot steamy sex with her husband." She paused. "Though grandma's parties didn't exactly stop mommy from doing that."
"And you just succeeded in creeping me out, congratulations."
Lorelai let out a wicked laugh. "I know. I'm good, aren't I?"
Rory rolled her eyes. "Have a good night mom."
"You too, hon. You can always call me if things get too bad, you know. I would dump Luke for you."
"I know," she stated smiling. "Well, I'll go. I'm sure if Finn weren't completely focused on the door where Rosemary disappeared through, he would say hi."
"Uh! Hot Australian drunk guy!" she screamed in a girly voice.
Rory laughed softly. "Bye mom."
"Bye hon."
Shaking her head, Rory hung up and turned to Finn. "Still waiting excitedly, huh?"
"I have never been more excited in my whole life," he simply answered.
Just then there was a knock on the door and Rory got up to open. "Sad life, really," she whispered to herself as she opened the door.
"Hi little sis," Jason said and pushed her aside, getting into the dorm.
"You think I look gorgeous?" she said in a sweet voice, holding a hand to her heart. "Thank you so much, you are the best brother ever."
Jason turned around, a look of confusion on his face. "Oh yeah," he said as he looked at her dress. "You look nice." With that said, he turned around again.
Rory shook her head and turned back to the door. "Hi Col-"
"-So Steph was getting ready with her mom, right? Do you have any idea when she'll be there? I tried to call her cell, but she didn't answer. It just went to voicemail," he said as he looked at Rory, his eyes big.
"No, actually, I don't-"
"-Great," he interrupted again and walked past her, dropping himself on the couch.
"Boys," Rory whispered to herself, her eyes closed.
"I think you look absolutely gorgeous Ace."
She opened her eyes and turned to see a smirking Logan. He was clad in a black tux, looking extremely handsome.
She couldn't help but smile big. "Well, aren't you just a sweetheart?" she said to him softly.
He jerked his shoulder, still smiling. "I only said what was true," he answered, his eyes quickly scanning her body. "I don't think I've ever seen anyone look so beautiful."
"You don't look so bad yourself," she said as she grabbed his hand, leading him inside. "You know, I've never been thrilled of the whole 007 look, but you can certainly pull it off."
"High compliment," he said with a laugh.
"Coming from me, hell yeah."
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A/N: Maybe a little weird place to end it, but what the hell? Lol. Please review and tell me what you think.