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The ballroom of the elder Hayden's mansion was lit and filled with guests. Conversations between the adults ranged from business trips to the latest gossip. The younger adults were scattered everywhere from the dining room to the ballroom.

"Rory, keep up." Blake whispered, as he gently dragged Rory along. The younger generation of Haydens was greeting other families as they came up to them. The host and their families were expected to attend and dutifully enough Lorelai, Christopher, and the twins had shown up.

When the Harrisons had excuse themselves to catch up with the Grants. Lorelai sighed. "How much longer do we have to keep doing this, Chris?"

Christopher took a look at his watch and replied, "Give or take, two or three more families."

"Incoming alert." Rory muttered when she saw a lady heading their way. "Christopher, Lorelai. How are you two?"

Identifying whom the lady was, Lorelai inwardly sighed. "Krissia, is that you?" She exclaimed almost too enthusiastically.

Whether or not she had noticed Lorelai's irritated tone behind her exclamation, she didn't seem to show it as she greeted the twins. Moving on after the introductions, she began rambling to Lorelai how kids grew up so quickly. The topic eventually came up to her describing her daughter. "Blake, darling. Have you met my daughter Rosemary?"

"No, I do-"

Not noticing or nor caring whether Blake was giving her a reply. She cut in. "I should ask her if she knows you. I'm sure you two would look so adorable together. Hmm... It's rather odd that she hasn't mentioned you or Rory." She gave a polite smile at the Haydens. "Oh, there's goes my husband; off greeting another business partner I see. It has been a pleasure seeing you again Lorelai. I'll be sure to tell Rosemary to keep a look out for you two. After all, Andover is quite a huge academy." Spotting her husband looking for her, she left as abruptly as she came.

Rory shot a look at her brother when Krissia had left. Blake looked indifferent but didn't quite understand why Rory had given him a look. Rory let out an exasperated sigh at his brother's lack of observational skills.

"Well, don't I feel unappreciated. I only earned a hello and I had to listen through that awful rant. It was as if Rory and I weren't here at all. What, she threw in our names once, maybe twice in her," he took a glance at his watch, "nine minute long rant." Christopher said.

"At least she didn't try to set you up with her daughter." Blake muttered, under his breath.

"Right, and did you not hear which school her daughter attends, Blake?" Seeing her brother wasn't going to answer her anytime soon, she shook her head. "She goes to Andover, Blake. Andover. Which means she most likely knows Stephanie and her friends."

It took a few seconds for it to register what his twin was getting at, but what were the chances that an Andover student's parent, would greet them. Considering Hartford society was well, Hartford society, the odds seemed to tip slightly to their favor.

"How coincidental, right. I know."

"Yeah, just our luck." He answered absent-mindedly.

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"There you are Colin! We've been looking all over for you, mate." Finn exclaimed draping his arm on his friend's shoulder. Ignoring the stares he had earned from the adults, especially the McCraes, Finn began rambling about how everyone had been looking for Colin.

Noticing the rather stunned look upon the adults' faces, a few feet away, Stephanie thought it'd be best to step in and save Finn from whatever trouble he had just gotten himself into. She took her redheaded friend's hand and quite literally dragged her into the ring of adults. Giving a small sigh, Stephanie began apologizing on Finn's behalf for the disruption he had caused. "I apologize Mr. and Mrs. McCrae for the trouble we've caused you. It's just that we have been looking for Colin. We'll leave you alone with your company, now." Tossing them a polite smile, Stephanie quickly scurried after her friends who were already halfway across the room greeting Logan.

"I cannot believe you would do that Finn. In front of my father's new wife none the less." Colin said when they were a good few feet away from his parents.

"Its not like you even mind," Logan commented.

Breaking into a grin, Colin answered. "You're right, I don't."

"Speaking of which, who's in charge of Finn for the night because surely after apologizing to your parents, I get the rest of the night off." Stephanie said reasonably.

"Nope, Steph. You're stuck with Finn for the rest of the night regardless." Stephanie's redheaded friend, Rosymary, answered.

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Letting her eyes wander as they greeted the Allens, she saw her friends with their families going through the same rounds as well.

It was just a few minutes before the servers were to begin offering appetizers and that was when she and her brother would be able to break away from their parents and talk to their friends. After the brief break, the dinner courses would be served and everyone would have to situate themselves with their parents once again.

Just as her parents bid farewell to the Allens, one by one the hired service began filing out of the kitchen with trays of appetizers. Catching sight of the wait staff, Blake and Rory quickly said a 'see you later' before speeding off toward their friends.

"Where's DuGrey?" Louise asked, when she saw Madeline come up to her.

"His parents were dragging him out of the ballroom last time I saw him. He must have done something to piss them off in front of their business partners because his dad just grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out of the room." Madeline commented.

"I guess, I'll go look for Tristan then." Blake said.

A few seconds later, Madeline exclaimed, "Oh, I see Tristan and Blake. Wait, it seems like Blake is getting lectured. Come on Louise, let's go knowing them they'll just get themselves into more trouble with Mr. DuGrey." Madeline and Louise quickly left in order to save their friends before they seriously pissed Mr. DuGrey off. Rory and Paris merely shook their heads at their fellow Chiltonites.

"Well, I don't know what to say about that." Rory said.

"Neither do I, Hayden. Neither do I. Do you think either Madeline-"

Feeling as though someone was staring at her, Rory turned around and scanned the crowd to see who was looking at her. Right across from her, a few families away, she spotted Adam from the party.

"What do you think, Rory?" Paris asked. Noticing her friend beside her was no longer paying attention to her, she followed the brunette's gaze and found her staring at no other than Logan Huntzberger and his friends.

"Sharp thinking, Hayden. I heard that Huntzberger attends Andover also and why wouldn't he and his lackeys qualify for heads of the school."

Seeing her friend still hadn't snapped out of her gaze. She irritably called her name again. "Hayden."

She ask as she broke her eye contact with Adam. "What, Paris?"

"It seems as though you spotted some Andovers that would qualify as the senior elite Andovers." Paris said, hating having to repeat herself.

"You mean Adam?" Rory asked.

"Adam? Hayden, I know for a fact that no one over there is named Adam."

"No, I'm pretty sure one of them is named Adam." Rory reasoned. "Are you sure you didn't hear wrong?'

"Of course, I'm sure. I'm the one wondering if you have your facts mistaken." Paris snapped.

"Who told you anyone over there is named Adam. My mother was just in a conversation, with that brunette's parents until his friends burst in. I was able to get their names from my dear mother. Apparently his friend started apologizing like there was no tomorrow so I'm quite positive about whom I am talking about Hayden. The blonde bimbo Hilton wannabe is the Stephanie Vanderbilt we're looking for. And her red-headed friend is-"

"Rosemary. We saw her mother, Krissia earlier."

"The three guys there are Colin McCrae, Finn Rothschild, and Logan Huntzberger."

Almost as if he had heard his name being called Logan looked over. And his eyes instantly looked for Rory's. "Huntzberger, eh."

"No doubt, that is Logan Huntzberger and now, I'm positive that they're the Andovers we're looking for."

Seeing Logan excuse himself from his friends and headed in the direction of the library. Rory told Paris that she would be right back and took the same route that Adam... Or should she say Logan, had taken. Rory thought sourly at the two names.

Opening the door that led into the library, she hastily strode in and locked the door so no one would unexpectedly walk in. Anyone finding out that she had actually been friendly toward what was supposedly their rival would confuse her friends at where her loyalties lie. Of course her loyalties laid with her friends and school but they would begin to question that.

Smiling Logan hadn't noticed that Rory seemed a bit upset. "Hey Rory."

"Adam." She greeted shortly. Grinning, Logan was about to ask how she was when she suddenly spoke.

"Or Logan, depends which name you want me to use." Rory said stiffly. She wasn't use to letting her guard down around others and when she did, she had made sure she knew them. The aura around Adam, the night before was so sweet that she had rashly decided it wouldn't hurt. That was such a huge mistake, Rory thought.

Not knowing what to say, Logan thought meticulously before he spoke knowing full well that he shouldn't accidentally say anything that would upset her anymore than she already was. That was assuming that the expression he was reading on her face was anger. But there was something else within those blue eyes that he saw, it was anger, hurt and a trace of betrayal?

"Mr. Charming is now speechless. What a surprise. Do you lie to everyone about your name or do you only lie to people who are naïve enough to fall for it?"

"Hey, I didn't think of you like that. You did look innocent, but I'm guessing that compliment isn't going to help me. Regardless, I don't take advantage of people. You can ask my friends." Logan said, defending himself.

"Why would I ask your friends? They're just as bad as you are, aren't they? You guys are the so-called elite Andovers aren't you?"

"Hey what do you have against Andover beside supporting your school's side of this rivalry. Its not like anyone really cares about it."

"Except for I don't know, the elite Chiltonites, right?" Rory snapped. "Such as DuGrey, Geller, Grant, Lynn, and the Haydens." She said stressing the name Hayden and the fact that it was plural.

"Haydens." He repeated. There was more than one Hayden. Logan thought stunned. "I knew we shouldn't have trusted Finn with the digging. He had to obviously miss something." Logan mumbled.

"So you really don't know do you." Rory said when she realized that the tables had just turned in her favor. He didn't know that she was Blake's twin, the youngest Hayden. The last member of the Chilton Royal Council.

"I guess, I didn't." Logan replied, clearly not noticing that she was talking about something different.

Inwardly laughing at how this situation had switched. She stared him straight in the eye.

"Then I guess, you better find out." She said, as she turned and left.

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A/N: I'm hoping that was at least worth half the wait. One of my reviewers actually told me that they were a fan of Finn, so just decided to add some doses of Finn into this chapter.