A/N: sorry for the long wait, hope you can forgive me and enjoy this chapter.
Italics are a sort of mini flashback
Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly
"Chocolate, definitely." Rory answered as she stared at their entwining fingers, she was mesmerized by how his hand simply just fit with hers. How content she was with just laying here in bed with him for long period of time. "Oh oh, with crunched almonds on top." Rory finished with a dreamy look on her face. It had been like this all morning him asking her all sorts of questions ranging from her favorite book to her favorite memory with her mother.
"I have to go to class in a bit but since today is Friday I'll see you later right?" He asked with a sly smile she nodded and drew him in for a kiss before he got up to get ready. She would have to head to her dorm to get ready in a few minutes but she wanted to tell Logan about Jess first, she knew he should at least be aware of what Jess was planning to do and why she would have to cling onto Tristan Dugrey as if he was the ice cream she was now craving.
Logan came out of the shower dripping wet with only a towel on, she couldn't help but want to kiss him but she held herself back as she finished putting on her clothes.
"Logan… there's something you should know but don't worry about it." He immediately stopped drying himself off and walked over to her wrapping an arm around her small waist.
"What is it?" He asked kissing her neck, Rory smile but lightly pushed him away.
"Ok, I'll tell you but like I said don't worry about it, so Jess you know him right…" She waited for him to nod his head. "Well he's suspicious of me and you… well of us." He looked at her bewildered.
"Should I be worried?" He asked nerves flaring.
"No, just…"
"Just…?" He prompted.
"Well let me put it this way, Jess is suspicious but truthfully he's just bitter right now he would be suspicious if I seemed to talk to Callaghan in a flirty manner." Logan couldn't help but smirk at that. "So I have this plan now… this is where you have to be all cold and standoffish just like you once were trying to be." She said seductively as she wrapped her arms around him and began to nuzzle his neck.
"Ok… and what else?"
"I am going to be an Oscar wining actress by pretending to be interested in a different blonde today." He raised and eyebrow and looked at her.
"Oh really you are?" He smirked.
"Yep and you my friend are not going to care because if Jess even gets one vibe of jealous radiating from you, you can kiss our cover bye, bye." She said punctuating the last two words with kisses.
"So who's the lucky blond? Paris?" He teased with a wry grin.
"Ah, so that's what you fantasize about… you know…" She leaned into his ear like she was telling a secret. "Paris and I have sleepovers…" He groaned and she grinned. "But they're nothing like the dirty things going on in your head." She giggled as he mocked pouted.
"If not Paris… then who?"
"Tristan." Though she said this nonchalantly Logan's brain still halted he knew about Tristan. About how he was a playboy but after a messy breakup with one famous brunette, girls were flocking away from him as though he was a knockoff of a Marc Jacob's dress.
"Really." He asked pushing her slightly away.
"Yeah… does it bother you?" She looked at him curiously wishing for a yes to escape his lips.
"No." She frowned but accepted, Logan meanwhile had no idea how much he would regret uttering that word later.
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"Knew you would come back babe." Tristan whispered huskily in her ear, Rory for her part tried not to roll her eyes.
"Yeah, what can I say creature of habit." She had come with a simple plan, corner Tristan and simply say she wanted him back, he of course smiled smugly at her mentioning something about 'they always do' and that was that, she was back with him. It was simple, it was mindless, it was Tristan.
"Love you." It was something, which at one very sad point in her life she had loved him saying even if they both knew it wasn't true.
"Yeah." Before he could ask for the love, in return she kissed him, which had the desired effect he shut up and gripped her waist possessively.
"I gotta get to class but see you at lunch." She smiled the fake socialite smile she had been taught and flounced down the hallway towards English.
"So what's with the boy toy?" Paris asked as they found each other down the hall from class.
"Saw that did you?" Rory asked as she stopped and turned to look at Paris, knowing she could be trusted, but also knowing that the walls were filled with ears that just waited for a scandal, she just smiled their secret smile and answered. "What can I say I have a thing for blondes." Paris arched her eyebrow but laughed along.
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Lunch had come sooner than expected, which meant Rory had found herself draped by Tristan's arm sooner than she wanted. Dutifully she laughed at all his jokes and brought him back into the fold with Paris and Jaime sitting across from them at the table. Jess had yet to make an appearance but Rory was more than sure that he would during lunch. Though Jaime was Jess' best friend he had kept himself in line with one fierce look from Paris, who had graciously acted as though Tristan had never left their little group.
"Let's go somewhere more private?" Tristan whispered huskily into Rory's ear, who had ignored the request twice before but who reluctantly realized she would have to comply or Tristan would become suspicious.
"Okay babe." With a farewell to her friends, and one last smirk from Paris, he led her out towards a nearby tree, which was far from private but would make do.
"Missed you." Words uttered into her neck, as he nipped his way up her chin. Rory couldn't help but roll her eyes at his caressing hands and sweet sentiments, which were all fake. She would have remained unresponsive to him had she not spied Jess coming out of a building nearby.
"Missed you too." She commanded her hands to slide down his shoulders in a loving manner while she murmured into his ear before kissing him passionately. She had to remind herself not to open her eyes and to just get lost in the kiss like before. Yet it was useless that was until she had the excellent idea of just imagining it was Logan who had his hands on her at the moment. That thought fueled her passion and let her not enjoy the kiss but at least make it look convincing.
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Logan had just come out of a meeting with Callaghan, well not a meeting more like an attack.
"Huntzberger." Logan refrained from cringing, Callaghan had a way to say his name as though her were a disobedient minion.
"Yes?" He was surprised at his own calm exterior.
"You need to stop." Were the only words the older man uttered.
"What?" Logan was completely perplexed at the moment he had only been filing papers.
"Stop, insulting this school's ethics by having that immoral relationship with Miss Hayden." Callaghan said this with such spite, that Logan was unaware the old man was capable of.
"I don't know what your talking about." He knew in cases like this the fifth was always the best course of action.
"Do not insult me, with your lies! I have watched and seen the looks you two give each other, I know very well that you two are not just student and teacher."
"I really don't understand anything your saying…."
"Look boy, you may be some rich somebody out there but in here we have ethics. You're young so I'm giving you one chance, beak it off with her and we can all pretend that none of this happened, or let it continue and soon the headmaster will know exactly what goes on in your classes." With that, the old man left the room leaving Logan to repeat his mantra of 'Fuck!' over and over in his head.
Logan had opted to leave Callaghan to teach all the after lunch classes by himself and began the walk towards the teachers building, which was at the same time he saw Rory Hayden-Gilmore pushed up against a tree while Tristan Dugrey kissed her and she hungrily kissed him back.
AN: I hope nobody has abandoned this story, yet I could not fault those who did, I'm truly sorry for the long wait and hope that now that I have more time to write and update interest in the story will renew.