HEY EVERYONE~ I am SO sorry it took so long to update- I have been dealing with some personal stuff lately and have been taking it out on my hobbies, BUT during this time ive come up with an...interesting story line that I hope you will all enjoy!
Recently I have been reading past chapters so I wont make any mistakes or repeats in this chapter and have come to two conclusions.
I seriously need a Beta
im stil furious with how they ended the Rogan relationship
But anyways, ive decided that if I stop trying to make super long chapters I might be able to update more often.
Hope you enjoy the chapter- I'm trying to develop Maggie as a character as well as Logan's life outside of Rory. Once again I hope you ENJOY!
A Hayden in Training
Logan was sitting at a bar with Finn on one side and Colin on the other.
"Well boys, as much as I love sitting around a bar doing nothing, I have plans so I'll see your hungover asses tomorrow"
As Colin left and Finn flirted with a brunette who had come to buy a round of drinks for some of her girlfriends. Logan sat staring at his scotch, contemplating his run in with Rory that day. It was easy to see she was always in a rush. Hus musings were interrupted when Amanda walked into the bar, he needed to look busy. He saw Maggie, a mutual friend through Stephanie. He rushed over to her table where she was sitting with one other girl who was frowning at her cell phone and pressing buttons quickly.
"Hey Maggie, can you pretend to talk to me for a bit. Thanks."
He didn't let her answer, when he saw her confused stare he motioned to Amanda, who was scanning the bar, no doubt for him. Everybody in the LDB knew how badly she wanted to get Logan in to bed, she as under the impression that he would fall madly in love with her and spoil her until they got married. She never was the brightest bulb in the bunch.
"Ok, but you know I don't have to pretend to talk to you, we could actually just -oh I don't know, what are kids calling it these day...talk?"
Logan chuckled. He had always thought it was a shame he wasn't attracted to Maggie. She was such fun to be around, and he didn't need to be drunk to want to hang out.
"Well, I don't know Maggie, maybe you should buy a guy dinner first, your asking to take it pretty fast"
Maggie's laugh had been the same since he met her, it was a light twitter,almost a giggle but not as high pitched or bubbly. Fake flirting was always something Maggie and Logan both found harmless. At least to them, they had both established pretty early on that they never would have worked on a romantic or sexual level.
"Well, I don't know about food, but how about a drink Huntzberger? Looks like your glass is running low. Scotch neat right?"
Maggie didn't wait for an answer. She walked away briskly from the table, only when she was at the bar with her back to him did Logan realize the danger in her leaving. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end as Amanda took Maggie's seat.
"Well hello Logan, how are you on this fine night? I'm having an ok night"
she leaned forward, exposing her cleavage to Logan.
"But what do you say to us making this a great night"
The way she said the word great reminded him of that tiger mascot for frosted flakes that exaggerates the word, but her voice was horrible at rolling R's which left him cringing in silence. Logan sighed, wishing he had a drink so he could have something to numb this awkward experience with Amanda. He didn't like her, his experience with her wasn't the least bit pleasant. Amanda had gotten a job as a receptionist at Colin's fathers firm when her father revoked her credit cards for a month when he had gotten sick of her frivolousness. She had an affair with one of the partners who had been married. The affair was kept quiet but even things kept quiet were whispered about in hushed tones at parties and get together's. She had bragged to her friends about how he had doted on her and bought her things. How great a mistress she was, but when the partner lost his job, and his wife took all his money in the divorce, she didn't stay for long.
"Sorry Amanda, I'm busy."
Amanda pouted in what Logan assumed was meant to be in a cute way. It made her seem like a child who didn't get her way.
"Well maybe tomorrow night then."
Amanda leaned down and towards Logan. She squeezed her arms together pushing her breasts upwards.
"Sorry Amanda, I'll be busy for a while."
"Well when you aren't busy, Maybe you can give me a call" Amanda fluttered her eyes, looking up at him from beneath her eyelashes.
" I'll be sure to do just that" Logan assured her not really meaning it. He turned his body away from her further, in hopes of her catching the hint.
"But you don't have my number-"
Amanda was interrupted by Maggie coming back to the table. Maggie placed Logan's drink down in front of him and her own Absinthe Martini beside his.
"Sorry I didn't see you there Amanda, how are you enjoying my seat?"
The venom in Maggie's tone was enough to bring a smirk to Logan's face, There was no love lost between the two girls to his left. Amanda and Maggie had never gotten along, They had both went to the same all girls high school, Amanda and her boyfriend had messed up the biology room and the following morning when Maggie, who was always the first to class, had been caught alone in the room it was Maggie that had been blamed, Maggie had told the head mistress that she didn't do it, and had even gotten her father involved once the threat of suspension was issued. It didn't take long for a freshman to admit that she had seen Amanda and a boy sneaking in late at night. Amanda was suspended and banned from all school extra curricular activities for the rest of the senior year. Since then they had formed a silent hatred for one another.
"Maggie, I see your still butting into other people business"
"And I see that your still in my seat, you might want to do something about that. Like now."
A moment passed of just Amanda trying to stare Maggie down, which wasn't working well because Maggie was standing and Amanda wasn't nearly as threatening as she thought. A full minute passed until Amanda threw Maggie a glare, and she turned her head to Logan.
"call me"
And with that, she was off, disappearing into the crowd. Logan couldn't have been more relieved. Maggie took her seat, Logan grabbed his glass and began to swirl the liquid around. A quiet comfortable silence enveloped them, which was drowned out by the surrounding noises of drug college students.
"So Huntzberger, whats on your mind?"
Logan looked up from his glass towards Maggie, who had a knowing grin she was trying desperately to hide.
"Just...stuff, the usual"
Logan looked back down to his glass, the condensation on the side was dripping slowly onto his hand, he vaguely recalled that Maggie had known he like his scotch neat, but still gotten ice.
"So sex, drugs and rock and roll?"
Logan's face pulled into a smirk almost instantly, he looked up towards Maggie, but someone behind her caught his eye. He couldn't see her face but he felt like he knew her.
"Yeah, something like that"
Logan tried to look away from the girl but couldn't he was trying to place her, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Come one Huntz, don't lie to me, whats really on your mind? Who knows, maybe I can help."
The girl had coffee brown hair, just past her shoulders. Her purple off the shoulder sweater showed pale white skin, her knee length skirt showed long legs until they met her sneakers which didn't match the outfit. The girl turned around. She had brown eyes. He didn't know her, but he was disappointed for some reason, then it hit him. He knew what was bothering him. It had been bothering him for awhile, and probably would for some time, he found it strangely funny that a perfect stranger could help him figure out the thing he wasn't looking for and be totally unaware of it. He considered discussing it with Finn, but decided that Finn could put two and two together and realize who he was talking about and tease him mercilessly. Then Colin, but realized Colin wouldn't know what to do with the situation as he has his own girl problems.
"Hello- still with me Logan?"
Logan was snapped out of his inner musings, he looked at Maggie, he liked Maggie, and contemplated the fact that Maggie wouldn't know Rory, its not like they ran in the same circles, or had any of the same classes. He could ask Maggie, get some advice, and not be teased about it.
"Sorry, I'm just having some trouble with R- er girls."
Maggie's eyebrows shot up dramatically, almost as if she was faking her surprise. Logan didn't notice.
"You? Girl trouble? Wow this must be serious. What? Is she pregnant?"
Logan said a quick prayer in his head to whatever higher power there was that that would never happen.
"No, I just- ok hypothetically. Lets say that John meets this girl- Jane, and they hang out a bit, and John kind of likes Jane, but John isn't the kind of guy who only dates one girl, and Jane isn't the type to date more then one guy. And John doesn't want anything too serious, how should he go about asking her out, with her knowing that he isn't looking for a serious relationship."
Maggie stared at Logan for a few seconds, took a sip of her martini, and placed it on the table, missing the napkin by a few inches.
"hmm, well- I think that first, John should find out if Jane likes him too. Then they need to decide on a middle ground."
Logan looked towards the make shift stage in the bar's corner. A juke box stood where talent night performers usually did on talent night. Irony he thought, that a music machine replaces the place where human talent is shown and promoted.
"Listen, Logan. Maybe you should just step out of your comfort zone, I mean, I ASSUME Jane isn't the type to make the first move like all of 'Johns' other" Maggie cleared her throat "friends."
Logan glanced nervously around him, making sure no one was going to hear what he was about to say, aside from Maggie.
"But what if-um, what if Jane doesn't like John that way, and he ruins any chance he has with her by moving too soon and creeping her out?"
Maggie's eyebrows shot up.
"Well then I would tell John that he has a lot of 'friends' and some of them aren't just with him for his money and-er- sexual prowess."
The conversation was interrupted by Jessica, a friend of Maggie's, who stumbled over to their table slightly tipsy and swaying.
"Oh my gawd Maggie you HAVE to come dance with us, Kiki just chose an AWESOME some from the jukebox and you HAVE to dance with us!"
Maggie looked at her friend then at Logan.
"Go ahead I should get going now anyways, my dad wants me in a meeting tomorrow."
Logan signaled the bar tender that he was leaving and to add the bill to his tab, swinging his jacket off the chair he pulled his ams through the sleeves and was out the door.
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At Rory's dorm
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Ugh
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Hmm huh fridgity
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You have GOT to be kidding me! Twice in one night? Who the hell is knocking on my window at 4: 38 AM?! Maybe if I ignore it they'll go away.
Three minutes of complete silence pass in which Rory believes the annoyance to be gone.
Great, maybe now I won't be woken up again before I have to actually wake up. I am getting so tired of people waking me up for no good rea-
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WHO THE HELL IS THAT?! I SWEAR ON ALL THAT IS GOOD AND COFFEE THAT THEY WILL REGRET THIS!
Rory threw herself out of bed and marched angrily over to the window. She yanked on the blinds cord which drew the blinds up quickly. The window opened as she pushed on the window planes roughly.
"What?!"
Rory looked around for the offending person, only to be met with an empty hall.
"Hello? Annoying person who wakes people up at ungodly hours! I know your there!"
Rory was met with the normal sounds of a Yale night. Some drunken howls from the last call pub crawlers that were making their way home, some light snoring from the kid 3 dorms down that has a nasty cold. All in all the usual. When nothing was said for a few minutes and the night chill began to seep into Rory's small but cozy room she decided it was probably just a trick of her imagination.
Probably in your head Gilmore, I really need to stop reading horror novels right before bed.
With her thoughts on her still semi warm bed she shut the window, drew the blinds down and crawled back into bed- too quickly to notice the blonde man who was walking away from a tree running his hands through his hair in frustration.
AN:
I will TRY and update sooner! I HAVE been reading your reviews asking me to update! Hopefully with winter break I'll get some writing done.