I hope you guys like this next chapter. And Rory and Emma's pub outfits are linked on my profile, since I'm horrible at describing clothes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls. I do however own the jeans Rory will be wearing.
Let Me Be Your P. Diddy
The girls came back with food for Preston, and started to prep themselves for the night.
They had yet to meet Logan still. They had to wait for Logan and Colin who had left for Hartford at 8 to pick up Stephanie. It was now 9:45, when Finn walked out of his roomed wearing nothing but black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. "Mate says Steph is still getting ready, so we should just meet them there." Then he held up two dress shirts asking, "Which one do you like better, love?"
Rory was on the couch watching CNN, waiting for everyone to get dressed. She usually didn't take long to get ready, which was the complete opposite of Emma. Emma was still in the bathroom applying her make up. Rory turned her head to look when she heard Finn's voice. She looked towards Finn standing at his doorway, half naked. She smiled weakly; trying not to show him how uncomfortable she was that he was only wearing underwear, then quickly turning her attention back to the flat screen. "The navy blue one," she said not tearing her eyes away from the TV.
"Thanks love," as he headed back in his room, but still leaving his door open. He quickly changed and headed to the mini bar to pour him a drink to start the off the night. He offered Rory a drink, but she declined since she wanted to wait until she got in the pub to start the actual drinking.
"You sure you can get us in Finn? I tried my hardest to make-up myself to look older, but I didn't want to overdo it." The girls had changed into some of their new stuff they bought, to have more of a nightlife look. Emma was wearing a pair of denim skinny jeans with a leopard top that had a V-neck line that ended in the middle of her torso. She topped off the look with a black quarter length sleeve leather jacket. She had applied dark eye shadow, not over the top yet perfect to accentuate her hazel eyes. Her long dirty blonde hair was in loose curls.
Rory had changed out of her t-shirt, zip-up hoodie, and her denim mini skirt, and replaced it with a pair of long skinny jeans, and a black tank with thick silver beads on the shoulder sleeves that also lined the bottom of the shirt. The shirt was form fitting yet, loose so that one side of the sleeve slipped down her right shoulder, leaving her fair skin bare. Her brown hair was straight, yet teased to give it more of a rocker feel to it. She had applied more make-up than she was use to, so that she could look older, but that just meant thicker eyeliner. She topped off her make-up with mascara, a natural colored bronzer, and a neutral colored lip-gloss.
"You are gorgeous love. And don't worry about it. My family is good friends with the pub owner. The guys and me never get carded. Just stick with me and you'll be fine."
Emma walked out of the bathroom and posed in front of the door. "So, how do I look?"
"Will you marry me?" Finn said as he knelt down in a mocking proposal position.
"Em, you look hot," Rory said smiling and twirled her finger to tell her to turn around so she can get a 360 view. Emma turned around, while Finn's smile grew.
Preston walked out, and a shocked look appeared on his face. "You both are not going anywhere dressed like that. You look like Jennifer Lopez at the Grammy's."
"Let me be your P. Diddy," Fin chuckled. Emma just giggled.
"Preston, it's not that bad. She looks hot; don't worry about us. We'll be good, we promise," Rory said as she gave him an innocent look with her blue eyes sparkling from the lights of the TV.
Preston just sighed with defeat, "Ok, lets go. But can't you zip up that jacket or something." Preston was trying to zip up her leather jacket but failed when she threw his hands off her.
"Off to the pub," Finn said as he took a last gulp of his drink and threw his arm over Emma's shoulder while leading her out the door. Preston just sighed with a worried look on his face.
"Don't worry Pres, we promised remember?" Rory tried to comfort him, while Preston threw his arms over Rory's shoulder, leading her out into the hall.
They arrived at the pub, and got right in, without waiting in line. They headed to the back of the pub, where there were a couple of big booths for reserved parties. Finn sat in the middle of one of the booths, followed by Emma, Preston, and Rory. Right as they got settled in their seats, Colin and Steph came to the table.
Rory got out of her seat and lunged towards Stephanie to give her a big hug, "Hey Steph." Stephanie replied, "Hey Rory." As they came out of their embrace, "Hey, Emma. Finn, Preston. They all smiled and replied, "Hey Colin, Hey Steph."
"Where's Logan, love?" Finn asked Stephanie.
"He got distracted by a busty blonde outside," She answered with an 'Isn't it obvious' look. Colin and Stephanie both slid in the booth next to Finn.
Typical, Rory thought. "Hey, I'm going to get us drinks." She turned around and headed towards the bar.
"Seven shots of Patron, four Macallan's neat, a Long Island iced tea, a sex on the beach, and an upside Tequila Slammer with a twist please."
"And a what?" The bartender asked not knowing what the last drink was.
"A Cosmopolitan please," Rory smiled. Rory turned around and leaned her elbows on the bar, while looking back at the booth that occupied her friends. She smiled with content knowing that she was wrong about Preston's roommates, well at least two out of three. It's only been a couple of hours, but she could already see Colin and Finn being important people in her life. I'm sure Logan will be too, she thought hoping that Logan was just a mixture of Colin and Finn.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a guy's voice, "Hi, again."
Logan walked into the pub with a satisfied look, as he stuffed his Blackberry in his pocket. He was successful in getting the blonde's number, and a date for next week. He was on his way to their usual booth in the back, until he saw the brunette from the coffee cart leaning on the bar. He remembered her cute face and the mini skirt that accentuated her long legs, but she was a knock out in her tight hip-hugging jeans. Her right shoulder was bare due to the off the shoulder sleeve, which made her porcelain skin look so soft and seductive. He saw the content look on her face and went up to her with a smirk, "Hi, again."
"Hi, again."
Not moving from her leaning position, she turned her head to see who was greeting her and saw the blonde boy from the coffee cart. Her eyes grew wide for a quick second, and he could see the glowing sapphire in her eyes. It immediately disappeared when she quickly got out of her position and turned towards the bar nervously, looking down at the peanut bowl, while smiling weakly. "Hi…" she responded, still looking down. "Again?" as she turned her head towards him to see that trademark smirk from earlier.
"Well, we didn't exactly officially meet, but we were involved in a pretty intense starring contest. You lost by the way."
"No fair, my friend distracted me," She said smiling, trying to give him her best flirtatious tone.
"Well, I guess we just have to pick a time for a rematch," the smirk never leaving his face.
Right when she was about to answer, the moment was interrupted by Finn. "Where's our drinks love. I can't be seen empty handed at my beloved pub." He turned to see who was standing so close to Rory, "Logan mate, there you are, where's the blonde?"
Rory's eyes immediately widen as she heard the name Logan, but quickly turned to normal trying to hide her surprised look. So this is Logan. He hasn't even been here for 10 minutes yet, and he's already working on his second girl.
"She's waiting for her friend outside. How do you two know each other?," he said pointing to both Rory and Finn.
"Rory here, is Preston's friend. Rory, this is Logan Huntzberger."
"Nice to officially meet you Rory," he said as a smirk appeared on his face.
She just wanted to rip that smirk off his face, "Hello. It's nice to meet you Logan," she said with the famous society mask all of Hartford puts on. She then turned her focus to the bartender who were finishing up the drinks and placed them on a tray. Finn immediately grabbed the tray and headed back to table. Rory was about to follow Finn when she heard Logan's whisper in her ear, "You're very formal," noticing that her tone had changed from a sweet and flirtatious tone to a tone that you would address the president with.
"Well, that's how I am."
"You weren't earlier," he responded in a flirting tone. He turned towards the bartender, "A Macallan's neat."
"I already ordered you one, Finn just took it to the table," she said with a grin on her face.
"How'd you know what drink to order someone you've never met before."
"Trust me, I know your kind."
"So you think you know me huh?" One eyebrow went up.
"Let see, you're dad's an alma mater, hence why you're here at Yale. You got kicked out of Grotton for one, all the stunts you pulled, and two, for all the complaints you got from all the girl's parents that you left brokenhearted. Instead of trying to get on good graces in boarding school, you spent your time partying, and gallivanting all over Europe. You don't take responsibility seriously. And last but not least, you scored a date with the 'busty blonde', but I bet you, you forgot her name." She gave a quick look to see if he could deny any of it, and quickly turned around to head back to the table.
She had a slight disappointed look on her face. She was hoping that the cute blonde would sweep her off her feet, since she felt a connection with him at their unofficial meeting. But now she knew that he was only interested in one thing. She did not want to be one of his many. I can't be one of his many, I'm not like that, or… could I be like that? She washed her thoughts away when she arrived at the table to scoot in near Steph.
Logan was left with an intrigued look. She thought she knew him. Everything she said had some truth to it, but also had good reasoning. He didn't know why but he wanted to prove to her that he is also more than the things she said. He was very intrigued with her; she was different. And I do remember her name… He tried to remember, until he gave up and pulled his Blackberry. Melanie. I have to remember that.
He walked back towards their booth. "Logan, just in time," Colin said as he handed him a shot of Patron and a lime. Logan squeezed a little lime on his left hand and sprinkled salt on it.
Everyone raised their shot glasses, while Finn toasted, "To the wonderful four years of Yale ahead of us, to our new roommate Preston, and the two new Sheilas in our lives; welcome to the group." He raised his glass a little higher, "Cheers!"
Everyone clinked their glasses together, "Cheers!" Logan and Rory locked eyes for a moment before they took their shot. He gave her a smirk and raised his glass higher, to signal a personal cheers towards Rory. Rory just reflected his smirk and repeated the cheers. Logan was the last to shoot his Patron. He was watching Rory lick her salt off her hand before taking her shot. It sent something unfamiliar down his spine. He brushed the feeling and took his shot.
The rest of the night was spent drinking exchanging past stories, and expectations for the upcoming school year. It was mostly filled with stories of Finn's nakedness and his drinking habits, and the stunts the three boys pulled in high school. Rory and Emma both felt comfortable at the table, and knew they would spend lots of time at Yale with their new friends.
The night slowly came to an end. Towards the middle of the night, Rory halted her drinking. It was her turn to sober up and drive home. It was 3:30 in the morning when the girls arrived at Emma's empty house. They dragged their tired selves upstairs and both knocked out on Emma's bed.
The girls woke up at 11am, but stayed in bed for a little while longer, since their bodies were too exhausted.
"Preston's roommates are so much fun. That Finn is hilarious, and so gorgeous," Emma grinned.
"Yea, I had a good time."
"Did you see how many times Logan glanced at you?"
"No, what are you talking about?" Rory blushed.
"So… you're on the defense. You have a little thing for him, don't you?"
"No. I mean, he's pretty to look at, but…"
Emma interrupted, "He's pretty, you're pretty, you two will probably look pretty together."
"We'll probably only look pretty together for a week, and then he'll find someone else to look pretty with." Emma knew what Rory was thinking. Rory is a 'girlfriend' kind of girl; she doesn't date around. Even if she hadn't had a boyfriend since Chase—and even then she distant herself from him—Emma knew that Rory wasn't capable of casual dating.
"Ror, Logan seems like a sweet guy, but that doesn't mean you have to automatically ex-list him just because you know he's not the commitment type. Haven't you just thought that maybe he'll be fun to hang out with, and …make out with? Not everything has to be a serious thing, ya know."
"You know I'm know that kind of girl, Em."
"Yes I know, but remember that we decided that we're going to be single our senior year, so we won't get attached right before we have to leave for college. And, you don't expect me to not hook up with anyone, do you? And I expect you, to have a little fun, and let loose. And who better to let loose with, than Logan Huntzberger, the most eligible guy in Hartford Elite. Plus, Sharon will get so jealous, so I'll win too."
"Well, I mean if it's going to make Sharon jealous," Rory responded sarcastically. Rory thought about the idea of letting go of her commitment ways, at least for the time being, and it didn't seem so bad, out of character a little, but every girl needs her rebellious stage. "Ok, well let's get ready, we're meeting my mom for lunch at the Dragonfly."
Emma changed out of the clothes she was wearing last night while Rory went to the garage to transfer her shopping bags to her car. Once Emma was ready, they left for Stars Hollow in Rory's Mercedes.
Twenty-five minutes later, they arrived at Stars Hollow. They stopped by Rory's house to drop off the shopping bags, and to change out of the clothes that she was wearing the previous night. After Rory finished freshening up, they headed out towards the town square, on foot.
They walked by the town Gazebo, and saw two plumped women, the taller with short red hair and the shorter one with long blonde hair. They were known as the gossip queens of Stars Hollow. They know the ins and outs of everything that happens in town. "Hey sugar, where are you two heading off to?"
"Luke's for coffee, then the inn to have lunch with mom."
"Oh hun, I wouldn't go into Luke's right now. Taylor's in there, and well, they've been arguing about something for the past hour," warned Ms. Patty.
"Thanks for the warning ladies."
They arrived at the Dragonfly Inn and took a seat at a table in the dinning room. The voice of a chipper Lorelai filled the room as she walked towards the table, "Fruit of my loins—" Rory interrupted her greeting with a quick kiss on the cheek. "Loin fruit that you are, how are my favorite girls?" Lorelai said as she made her way over to the table.
"We're good mom, except Em, here might be a bit hung over."
"Oh, hung over from shopping, I get that sometimes too. Well I guess I have to tell Sookie to make some gourmet hang over food. So, tell mommy about New Haven."
"New Haven is the second largest city in Connecticut, where Yale university is located, and home of the best tacos at Hectors."
"Their crisp and meaty," Emma continued.
"Dirty," all three said, followed by laughter.
After their giggles died down, Rory continued, "Shopping in New Haven was a success, bought lots of pretty things that I can't wear to school, and we set up Preston's room."
"Oh, I forgot that was this weekend. How is his room? Is it fabulous?"
"Only if you think fabulous falls under the biggest suite available, that is furnished with leather couches, a plasma TV, and a stocked mini bar," Emma said sarcastically.
"Wow, your grandfather pulled out the big guns didn't he?" Lorelai stated, knowing how powerful both Rory's and Emma's grandparents were.
When the food arrived, the girls just started pigging out. "So, you guys ready for your last year of high school?" Lorelai asked. "It seem like it was just yesterday, that I Britney Spears-ed both your skirts, and sent you off to dance in the hallways of Chilton. I can't believe how fast you girls are growing up."
"It's going to be an awesome year, minus Sharon." Emma replied.
"What did she do this time?" Lorelai asked, knowing that she has been on bad terms with Rory and Emma. Lorelai and Cecile (Emma's mother), has a very tight relationship with their daughters. The girls could relate with their mothers on many different levels, and would never hesitate to tell them anything.
Rory just stared at Emma, not knowing if she should be the one to tell her mom, or if Emma wanted to tell her. Emma just looked down to her plate and started to explain, "Kyle hooked up with her last week. That girl knew we were always on and off, but she just can't keep her hands off my stuff." Anger started to grow in her.
"Aw hun, I think you deserve better stuff. She's getting hand-me downs and stuff that are on the clearance rack, while you are worth shopping in the 'new items' section."
Emma smiled, knowing that she was right. She deserved way better. "You mean college boys like Finn and Logan," she smirked.
"Kid, you're fast. You've moved on to two college guys already? Proud," Lorelai wasn't surprised. Emma was a gorgeous girl and gets a lot of attention from guys.
"Just to Finn, he's eye candy. Logan is Rory's." Lorelai immediately turned to give Rory a surprised look. She knew that Rory had many admirers, but she was always too timid to act on them.
"No, Logan is just Preston's roommate."
"Who was eyeing Rory the whole night at the pub," Emma added.
"Stop it. He was not."
"On the defense hun?" Lorelai questioned. "So you have a little thing for him." Lorelai could read it in her daughter's face.
"No, I don't. And even if, and that is a big if, I was interested, it would never work out, so could we just drop it."
"Ok, it's dropped," Lorelai said.
"Thank you."
After they devoured their food, two cups of coffee, and dessert, "We have to get some last minute school supplies. I'll see you at home. Bye mom, Love you."
"Bye kid. Love you. Oh Em, Cecile called, and said they won't be able to make it back until Tuesday, Wednesday by the latest, so why don't you sleep over. That house must be really empty now that Preston is gone."
"Already got my bags, thanks Lorelai, I'll see you at later then."
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