"So who wants to be the first one to call their parents?" Colin asked looking around the jail cell that the five of them were currently sharing. On their way to the boat they had been stopped, breathalyzered, and arrested for public intoxication and minor possession.
A round of "not me" filled the cell the five of them were sitting in that the cops lovingly referred to as the drunk tank.
"Well whose parents would be the most sympathetic to our current situation?" Rory asked as she twirled her hair around her finger.
"Like that's a though one, defiantly Finn's." Stephanie stated matter of factly.
"Oh love, don't make me call parents."
"Finn, she's right buddy, you're parents will take it a lot better than any of ours will." Logan chimed in.
"Alright mates, but you lot owe me big time." Finn smirked as he stood up and walked toward the bars. "Oy, mate, I'd like my one phone call."
"The papers are going to have a field day when they get wind of this one." Rory sighed.
"Don't worry about it sweetheart." Logan smiled as he took her hand in his.
"Alright mates, my parents are fuming, they're calling all of your parents, and they said to expect them here in about thirty minutes."
"It's the end of the world as we know it . . ." Colin sang under his breath as the room dissolved into silence.
"Lorelei Leigh Gilmore Hayden I do not even know where to start with you!" Christopher fumed as he drove his daughter home from the police station. "Out of all the stupid antics you've pulled getting arrested for public intoxication is by far your biggest screw up to date. You know the responsibilities you have; the press is going to have a field day with this. Can you honestly think of any other ways you want to disgrace the family?"
Rory didn't respond to her father's mini speech, she knew he was right, they had screwed up, but at the same time she was proud of herself. Even though she was disappointed with herself she didn't hate herself.
When the four of them rolled into Chilton Monday morning the school was buzzing. News of their arrests had already filtered through the entire social network. As Rory walked in she saw a freshen girl holding the latest issue of 'People' magazine, the cover was of a picture of her, Logan, Colin, and Finn, and under it the headline read "Hartford's elite lose their innocence.' Rory sighed and rolled her eyes, she knew there was nothing she could to about it besides sneak out back and have a cigarette.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the lovely Mary." Tristan cooed as he sauntered over to Rory.
"Drop dead DuGrey."
"Your manners certainly have changed, and when did you start smoking."
"As if it's any of your business, I started after you broke my heart."
"You know I never meant to hurt you." Tristan smirked as he walked closer to Rory, forcing her to back up against the wall.
"Tristan, you're to close, get away from me."
"Aw, come on now let's just kiss and make up."
"Get the fuck away from me."
"Come on now, let's play nice."
"Tristan I'm serious, let me leave." Rory said getting slightly scared.
"Now come on Mary, just one kiss."
"No."
"Yes." He said leaning into her.
"Tristan I said get off of me." Rory screamed pushing him back.
"DuGrey get your mother fucking hands off of my fiancé!" Logan bellowed as he turned the corner.
"Cool down Huntzburger. I wasn't doing anything she didn't want."
"I highly doubt that."
"Well you never were very good at understanding shit."
"Don't test me Tristan."
"Or what, gunna slug me again?"
"Boys, both of you, please don't fight." Rory pleaded as she stepped between the two boys.
"Rory he sexually harassed you! Someone needs to take care of this creep." Logan fumed.
"Logan, it will be taken care of trust me, but it will take him the whole of two seconds to file battery charges if you touch him. Let me take care of this, trust me, please?"
"You are so fucking lucky Huntzburger; need your girl to stand up for you?"
Rory wasn't aware of what happened next, but the next thing she felt was her hand throbbing in pain after punching Tristan.
"Shit!" Logan exclaimed.
"Oh, my, God, I can't believe I just did that." Rory said tears coming into her bright blue eyes. "Tristan are you okay."
"I'm fine Gilmore, but mention this to anyone and you'll get slapped with a battery charge."
"Fine!" Rory shot at Tristan as he stalked off.
"Come on Ace, we need to get you to a doctors I think you may have busted up your hand when you punched him." Logan sighed as he led Rory to his car.
"My parents are going to kill me."
"No they're not; we'll just tell them you slammed your hand in the locker."
"You don't think its broken do you, I can't have a cast on my hand for the engagement party this weekend?" Rory asked panicking.
"I honestly don't know sweetheart, don't worry about the cast, I'm sure you'll find a color you like and that could match your dress."
As it turned out, Rory's hand wasn't broken, just some serious bruising, some busted blood vessels and so on.
"So, my parents are out of town until Friday, wanna spend the rest of the week with me?" Logan grinned as he and Rory headed back to her house.
"Ya that could work." She smiled. "Oh my God Logan, I have an idea, lets invite the gang over and I can make dinner, please, I want to cook for you please please."
"Whatever makes you happy Ace." He smiled as he leaned in to kiss her.
Alright, it was kind of a bad filler chapter, I could really use some suggestions, what would you guys like to see happen? Please review I'm hoping for 385! love you