A/N: Okaaay...i'll be trying my best to update as soon as possible but it's really hard for me right now. i have a TON of homework and swim practice every night as well as confirmation monday nites and dance wednesdays. then of course tuesday night is occupied with watching gilmore girls!! lol ok well so here is chapter three aaaand ya. lemme know if you have any ideas for the story...i would love some help!! ok thanks guys!!

Rory walked into the room behind Logan and took a seat next to a short, mousy looking boy with brown hair. The instant she entered with her hand in Logan's a wave of murmurs spread through the small group.

"Hi I'm-…" her introduction was cut short by the entrance of a tall woman dressed in a crisp gray suit and black pumps.

"Attention please. I am Mrs. Mullins, the head director of this program. I have worked in the newspaper business for twenty years and every little connection you've made or outrageous scenario you've been through I have done it ten times better so no one should expect any special treatment." She gave the group a quick once-over until her eyes rested upon Logan's, "Especially you Mr. Huntzberger."

When she uttered those last few words the rest of the group turned their heads in Logan's direction. Huntzberger? As in Mitchum Huntzberger?

Next to her Rory heard the boy mumble, "Oh great, another cocky asshole that will beat me to the top just because of his charming good looks and daddy's money." He turned to Rory, "I'm Doyle, by the way."

"Excuse me?" Rory began, "Have you even met Logan?"

"Nice to meet you too, I didn't quite catch your name." he said sarcastically.

"I'm Rory Gilmore, and you didn't answer my question so I'll ask you again. Do you even know Logan or are you just judging him for the hell of it?" she persisted.

"No, I have never personally met Logan Huntzberger but I can promise you that he is only here to show off. He has his whole future handed to him on a silver platter, a future that I will have to work my ass off in order to achieve and I hate him simply for that. I am all-knowing when it comes to this business. I have read every single thing there is to read about the Huntzberger family." Doyle remarked.

"Oh how very God-like of you. And you never once thought to stop and think of Logan as a person?" she shot back.

"Sheesh, chill out Rory. It's my opinion, I'm free to think what I want. Are you together or something?" Doyle said, overwhelmed with her clever comebacks.

"What? No!" she said, as she felt her face heat up.

"Hey, what's with the shouting match?" another voice interrupted.

"Logan!" Rory turned, she hadn't realized how loud she and Doyle's 'discussion' had been.

"Yeah Ace, you just got here and you're already picking a fight."

"Ace?" she said, confused.

"Um, as in Ace Reporter because you know…" he was cut short.

"Ace Reporter? How did you know I was a reporter?" she was getting more and more confused by the second.

"Well Ace, we are at a young journalist's program aren't we? I have more than enough reasons to think you are a reporter."

"Oh, yeah. I forgot that little detail." She said, blushing once more.

"Come on, let's go grab some lunch." He said as the group was dismissed.

They made their way out of the building and began to walk down the street, absorbing the warm California sun. He led her into The Coffee Bean and sat her down.

"Coffee?" he asked.

"Don't ever ask that question again!" she exclaimed with a smile on her face, "From now on you know that coffee is an entire food group in my head and you never have to ask a Gilmore twice."

"Wow. I think I've got a little bit of a caffeine addict on my hands don't I?" he looked at her and his eyes sparkled.

"You have no idea." she said with a laugh.

He went and ordered the drinks and came back to sit down. She took the large cup from him with an appreciative look and downed half of it without coming up for air.

"Whoa, Ace, slow down there." He said with a laugh and his cocky smirk.

Rory simply smiled back at him. "So tell me about yourself."

"Okay, I'm Logan Huntzberger, yeah son of Mitchum Huntzberger, but he's not that great of a guy, trust me. I just turned eighteen and graduated from this Swiss boarding school that you probably have never heard of and I'm going to Yale next year. I'm here by daddy's wishes because the second I am done with Yale I'm being forced into the family business." He finished with an air of sadness to him.

"Wow. I never knew you were actually forced into it. I thought you chose to follow in his footsteps." She stated sympathetically.

"Don't sweat it," he replied, "so what about you? What's your story?" he asked, genuinely interested.

"Well, I'm soon-to-be seventeen and a senior at Chilton Prep in New Haven, Connecticut. My mom is Lorelai Gilmore; she had me when she was only sixteen. Besides her my other best friend is Stephanie Vanderbilt. Her mom, Marie, was pregnant young with my mom so we've known each other since birth. I feel kind of bad for abandoning her so I could come here but it's a once in a lifetime opportunity." She stopped to come up for air, "My grandparents are Richard and Emily Gilmore and are some of the rich, socialite brand which is exactly why my mom wanted to escape. When she had me she got a job as a housekeeper in a small inn in Stars Hollow, Connecticut. She's now the Inn's manager and we still live in Stars Hollow." She finally finished and realized just how much she had been talking.

"Sorry, once I start talking it's hard to stop me." Rory said with a smile.

"Wow, Ace. That must be nice." Logan stated.

"What must be nice?" Rory asked quizzically.

"To have that kind of relationship with your mom. Both of my parents are only interested in making sure I don't screw up, not even for my sake, for theirs, so they aren't embarrassed. Sometimes I regret not having that bond."

Rory could hear the emptiness in Logan's voice. It made her so sad. She couldn't imagine life without her mother.

"Okay mister," she said with a grin, trying to lighten the mood, "since you have taken it upon yourself to call me ace, what should I call you?"

"Hmmmm…call me…Master and Commander!" he said in an abnormally deep voice.

They looked at each other for a moment and then burst out laughing. When Logan saw how her face lit up when she smiled his stomach dropped. Man was she gorgeous.

"Come on Ace, we better get back, the break is probably almost over." He offered her his hand to help her up, trying to shake his thoughts out of his head.

They started their walk back to the building in silence. Suddenly out of nowhere they heard the sound of a cab driver sitting on his horn.

"Rooooorrrrryyy Gilllmooooooorrreee!" Rory turned to the street and saw a sunflower yellow cab pull up to the curb. The window rolled itself back up before she could see who was inside.

The door opened and Rory's jaw hit the floor when she saw who it was.

"Stephanie?"

A/N: haha ok so a liiittle bit of a cliffhanger...lol i'm working on it! still getting the hang of it...lol yup ok well go ahead and leave a review if you want!! love you guys!!