A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews! You guys are the coolest! Well, I decided to make this chapter a longer one to say thank you for all the reviews, so keep it up! Anyway this is the chapter that you guys have probably been waiting for since someone (and I won't name names) will get chosen by Rory to go on the challenge. And trust me when I say this, that things are about to get interesting.

: Special thanks to spark notes for the website info below and to my new beta Christine. You're awesome Hun.

IMPORTANT INFO

There will be a lot of references to plays by William Shakespeare. Some of the basics that you need to know are:

A Midsummer Night's Dream- http/ Taming of the Shrew- http/

Petruccio- http/ else you should know)

Chapter 19: A Choice, a Play, and a Few Surprises along the Way

"I would like to take..." Rory said while biting the edge of her lip. It was a very hard decision, and needed more then a couple of seconds to think about. Finn, meanwhile, had strut up next to Rory and beamed proudly. He knew that she was going to pick him. He just had one of those feelings.

"Um…I'll take Logan." Rory said as her eyes locked with his. She smiled and he smirked back. She could only guess what he was thinking. He winked at her and she rolled her eyes at him and laughed. Finn, on the other had didn't realize that Rory hadn't said his name and started to make his acceptance speech.

"Thank you Rory, all." He said gesturing to the LDB. "I promise that as your moderator for the lovely Gilmore challenge, I will make sure that everything goes well. I will…"

"Finn, I didn't pick you, I picked Logan." Rory whispered so that only Finn could hear.

"You picked who!" Finn said loudly, astonished at Rory's bad choice.

"Finn, I'm sorry but I haven't had a chance to spend time with Logan and…"

"Luv, wouldn't you rather spend the day with me? I'm so much more fun then Logan."

"Uh Finn, you know I'm standing right here?" Logan asked him.

"Yeah, I know, Mate."

"Finn, I love you, but I haven't spent time with Logan for a while and he's been so patient and…"

"You think he's been patient? Who's the one that got their challenge postponed not once but twice? AND, had to deal with you and lover boy over there making goo goo eyes at each other every ten seconds? Who? Me, that's who!"

"Finn…" Rory sighed.

"No no Reporter Girl, I get it. I know how you feel about me. I know I'm second best. Just go off with your boyfriend, and leave me here to wither and die all alone!" Finn said dramatically.

"Oh Finn, you wont die." Rory laughed.

"Anyway, Rory has made her decision. She will take Logan Huntzberger on the Gilmore challenge." Stephanie said. She was tired of Finn and Rory's conversation. She had worse things on her mind that she needed to think about. Number one was getting out of the foyer before she and Colin had a chance to talk. She did not want to talk to him about the kiss before she had a chance to think it over first.

"Right. Logan said. "Rory, the challenge has officially begun. Here is the letter from the Gilmore study. Since you already found the secret study, I see no reason to make you go back there again."

He handed her the letter and she took it and put in her purse. Then all of the LDB, minus Rory and Logan, went into the Ballroom for more drinks and Breakfast. At the same time, Rory took Logan up to her room so that she could take some of the items the LDB gave her last Monday with her on the challenge. When she got there, she grabbed the fairy costume, the book of Shakespeare's works, and Logan handed her the item for the task, which was ballet slippers. She hesitantly took them all the while giving Logan an evil scowl.

Then they went back down the stairs and saw Stephanie sitting alone on the bottom step. She looked like she was off in her own little world and didn't notice the two sit beside her.

"Hey Steph, what's up?" Rory asked.

"Colin and I kinda, accidentally, sorta, somewhat, kissed, and now I'm so confused."

"Wait a second. You mean you and Colin actually kissed? Are you serous? When? Where? Why don't I know about this?" Rory asked, utterly shocked.

"It just happened like five seconds ago. I'm surprised that you didn't see it. You must have been too caught up with Logan to notice."

"Ha Ha." Rory said, sarcastically.

"I'm just kidding, Ror. You know I love you."

"Yeah, Yeah, I know."

"But Ror, Logan, I'm so confused."

"Steph, you're needed in the Ballroom." Rosemary said after peeking her head around the door.

"Ok, be right there. Look, I gotta go, Ror. Talk to you later." Stephanie said before getting up.

"OK. But you and I will have a girl's night tonight with Rosemary, and you will tell us everything." Rory called out to her.

"Kay. I promise I'll be there. Thanks for being here, Ror."

"Anytime, Steph."

After Stephanie went into the Ballroom, Rory and Logan got up and walked outside. Logan interweaved his and Rory's fingers together and pulled her closer to him. Slowly, they walked to the car in a comfortable silence. Then Logan helped her into the car. They both feeling a little saddened by the instant loss of warmth. Logan closed Rory's door, got into the driver's side, and pulled out of the drive way. Rory looked out of the window and watched the scenery passed around her as they drove. Logan glanced over at her a couple times. She looked like she was deep in thought and he wondered if anything was bothering her. After about ten minutes, he finally decided to break the silence.

"So Ace, happy you picked me?" He asked. Rory turned around to face him.

"Why, are you?" she smiled.

"Yeah. What can I say? I've missed you, Ace." He grinned.

"I've missed you too. It's been a while since we've really gone anywhere alone and done fun stuff."

"Yeah, but this is hardly what you'd call a fun time or anything. But maybe if you put on those ballet shoes, then we could get somewhere."

Rory scowled at him.

"I can't believe you got me those. I mean, do I really have to wear them. Gilmore's don't wear Ballet shoes."

"Well, Richard wore men's ones."

"Really? They really made Grandpa wear them?" Rory laughed.

"Yep, even tights too. I think they have a picture of it somewhere."

"Ahahaha. I can't see grandpa wearing that. I don't think that I really want to either."

"Yeah, it was a pretty funny sight."

"Hey Logan, are we one of those annoying overly affectionate couples?" Rory asked randomly.

"That came out of no where."

"Just answer the question. Are we gag worthy?"

"No, I don't think we're like that. I just think Steph, Finn, and Colin are just sensitive because we have a significant other and they don't."

"Really? Are you sure, cause I don't want to be one of those annoying couples who are talking baby talk and having baby names for each other."

"Ace, I don't think we will, or will ever do that. That annoys me just as much as it annoys you."

"I wonder if Steph and Colin will be that way."

"God, I hope not." Logan laughed.

Rory and Logan arrived at the theater at 12 pm. They parked, got out, and walked inside. The theater was a grand scale theater with a mahogany floor and rich maroon walls. On the far left wall, there was a giant Shakespearean mural. It had some of the most popular Shakespearean plays from Romeo and Juliet to A Midsummer Night's Dream. Rory stepped closer to it and gazed at the multi-colored wall. It was a magnificent sight and was interesting to look at. Logan joined her and put his arm around her waist. Together, they looked at the painting and tried to guess which scene was which in the giant collage.

"That one on the top right is Romeo and Juliet." Logan told Rory.

"And the one below it is Macbeth." Rory said.

"The witches were a total giveaway."

"Well, so was the balcony in yours."

"Fine, well the one to the left of Macbeth is The Merchant of Venice."

"And in the center, it's Julius Caesar."

"And there's The Taming of the Shrew, one of Finn's favorite plays."

"Finn does not like Shakespeare." Rory said in disbelief.

"Actually he does like some. There are only a few plays that he likes and The Taming of the Shrew is his favorite. He thinks that he should be the next Petruccio."

"The does sound like Finn." Rory laughed.

"Hey Ace, whatever you do, DO NOT let him meet Paris. He would have a field day with her. I mean Paris, shrew, their basically the same thing."

"Ha Ha. Doesn't he have something going on with Rosemary, though?"

"Well, yes and no. They have a weird relationship. They're like casual dating with benefits but they both want more. They just don't really talk about that stuff very much. What's funny is that Finn only dates Rose and Rose only dates him. They just don't label their relationship."

"That sounds familiar."

"Does it?" Logan asked innocently.

"Mum hum. I really have to finish this task though, so let's go to the front desk."

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

"What?"

"Your costume. And don't forget the ballet slippers." Logan smirked, handing her the box.

"I hate you."

"Ah you know you love me, Ace."

Rory gave Logan her best death glare and stomped off to the bathroom. She opened the box and looked inside. Logan had put the ballet slippers on top of the dress. Rory sighed and changed into the costume and slippers. Then she noticed the Shakespeare book on the bottom of the box and took it out. After that, she folded her street clothes and set them in the box. She picked up her things and went back out, over to the mural that Logan was now leaning against. She handed him the box. He checked her out from head to toe and laughed. She looked adorable in the costume. He slowly got his camera phone out of his pocket.

"Rory." He called and took her picture as she looked at him.

"Hey! Logan, don't take my picture!"

"Too late."

Rory groaned inwardly. She was going to have to get used to the fact that the so called people she loved wanted to embarrass her by taking pictures and videos of her making a fool of herself.

"Come on, Logan. Let's get this over with." Rory grumbled.

"Oh come on, Ace. Get into the spirit. After all, you are supposed to be cheery; you being a fairy and all."

"Har-de-har har." Rory grumbled sarcastically.

Logan laughed out loud. Rory then grabbed him by the arm and yanked it so violently that Logan nearly lost his balance. But he didn't have time to fall because he was getting pulled by Rory over to the ticket booth. Behind the counter, there was a short woman in her late thirties talking to the man next to her.

"Excuse me, miss." Rory said, standing behind the tall counter so the woman didn't see her costume.

"Hi, how may I help you?" The woman replied.

"Um, Hi, I have a question. I was wondering if they are doing a play here today."

"Yes, as a matter a fact, they are. It's A Midsummer Night's Dream at 1:15pm." She said sweetly.

"Thanks." Rory said before walking outside, going around the corner and pulling Logan with her.

"Ok, um, we're in an ally. Why?" Logan asked, looking around.

"Because. There has to be a back door here somewhere. I'm going to have to go in that way if I want to be able to act like I'm part of the cast."

"Very nice plan, Ace."

"Thank you. I thought so."

"Well, while you are trying to get in, I am leaving."

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Why to get my ticket for the show, of course."

"You're going to watch it?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, Ace."

"I should have seen that coming."

"I'm surprised you didn't."

"Well, I'll see you in the, let me guess, first row?"

"Very good, Ace. Your catching on quick."

"Thought so."

"Well, see you in there."

"Kay, bye."

Rory walked down the ally with her purse in one hand and the book in the other. When she reached the end of the alley, she finally saw a door. She peeked inside and saw a lot of people running back and forth. She took a big breath and let it out before walking in slowly. She looked around and spotted some fairies, who were stretching. She walked up close to them, but not so close that she would have to talk to them. They started to warm up their voices with scales. Rory, never doing this before, tried to join in but was not doing so well. Just as she sang the highest note, the director walked by and turned around to look at her.

"Hey, who are you?" He asked, not recognizing her face.

"Um, I'm Rory, one of the chorus, um extras people." Rory said her heart beating fast.

"What scene are you in?" He questioned. Luckily, Rory had read the play before and looked over it after she had gotten the book last Monday.

"Act II, scene one."

"What's happening in that scene?" the Director tested her.

"The King Oberon has just entered with his Train and the queen Titania from the opposite side with hers. They are in the middle of a fight."

"Yeah, that's right." The director paused to look at the costume that Rory was wearing. It consisted of a blue leotard with a lime green and pink skirt. She had on nylons and pink ballet slippers. On her back, she was wearing long thin lime green wings, like the ones Tinkerbelle wears.

"What are you wearing? It looks dreadful. Not at all realistic."

"The costume lady gave it to me." Rory fibbed.

"Really? She must have given you the wrong one. Come on, we'll talk to her about it."

"Uh no! She told me not to go back to her." She said thinking fast. "She thought that I was annoying."

"Why did she say that?"

"Because I uh kept asking her about this costume. I don't really like it either." Rory agreed.

"Then we should have it changed. An actor, no matter how big or small the part is, must have the clothes that make them feel the part they play."

"No no, it's ok. I feel the part; uh it's just that I'm a little nervous."

"Don't be, we've done this a thousand times."

"Right. Thanks Chief."

"What."

"Uh, never mind."

"Ok, Everyone. The show starts in thirty minutes. The doors open in ten so you need to get ready." The Director called to the actors and actresses.

"You." He said, pointing to Rory. "Make-up. The rest of you, places and get the props ready."

Rory went off to find the make-up Lady. When she got there, she found a make-up man instead.

"Hey Hun, I'm Paul." He said very flamboyantly.

"Hi, I'm Rory." She answered.

"Wow. Rory. That's a pretty name."

"Thanks."

"So…why haven't I seen you here before?"

"Um, I was just hired."

"Ooh cool. Well, you're only a fairy, so it's not like you're a major part in the play. It's not like your Richard Parxton.'

"Who?"

"Richard Parxton, only the sexist man alive. My God, if he weren't straight, then he would so be mine."

"What part does he play?"

"Oh Hunny, he plays King Oberon, of course. God, how I would love to be his costumer. I would get to measure him everywhere." He said dreamily. Rory laughed to herself.

"So he's really good looking then."

"Not just good looking, he's a god." Paul said, putting on the last of her make-up.

"Ok, so I put green sparkly eye shadow to match your skirt and gave you light pink tinted lip gloss. You're done here. Have fun out there, Rory." Paul told her as she got up from the chair.

"Thanks, I'll try." She said before leaving and going over to her previous seat next to the fairies. She sat down and opened her book to read one of the plays when she overheard the fairies talking. It was about the stage directions that the director told them at last night's performance.

"Remember what he said, girls. After Puck says his line and the main fairy says hers, we all walk in stage left with Queen Titania, not before her."

"Right. Got it." She heard one of them say.

Rory closed her book and played with her fingers. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and her palms were clammy. The last time she was on stage, was when she played Juliet in Romeo and Juliet at Chilton. Oddly enough, they were both written by the same author. She laughed as she remembered how, after Tristan didn't show, Paris took his place. Paris was a really funny Romeo considering she was the total opposite personality of his. Her thoughts went to how sweet Tristan was at times but how annoying he could be too. She rolled her eyes when she remembered how he took her books one day and wouldn't give them back unless she agreed to go on a date with him. He finally dropped them when he saw her walk up to Dean. Dean. Wow, that felt like it was so long ago. She remembered when she was at the dance-a-thon with him and how he broke up with her in front of everyone. What jerk he was then. At least Jess had been there to pick up the pieces. Dean had really hurt her that night. Jess had always been there for her. Well, that is until he left. How surprised she had been to see him at Yale yesterday night. She smiled as she remembered their conversation. Jess was still the same Jess she knew but had matured a little bit. Far off she heard a loud voice talking about an intermission but she was too into her thoughts to really recognize what the voice was saying. She really should call Jess. Rory thought. She dug through her purse and realized that her phone was missing.

"Oh my God. Where the heck is it?" She panicked as she tore through her purse hoping that she had just overlooked her phone. For about twenty minutes she looked through her purse trying to find the phone that obviously wasn't there. She finally gave up and decided that it fell out in Logan's car. The worry of losing her phone left her and her mind went back to the night when Dean had dumped her for the second time. The night of the 24 hour dance-a-thon.

Flashback

Mom and I were dancing. Neither of us knew how long it had been but we both were exhausted, me more than mom.

"Tell me a joke." Lorelai said, bored.

"Knock knock." I said yawning.

"That was a good one. Ow!" Mom said stumbling.

"You okay?" I asked sleepily.

"Oh no!" The elder Gilmore proclaimed.

"What?"

"My heel broke."

"What?" I asked again.

"My heel just broke off. Damn, these are brand new shoes, too." Lorelai grumbled.

"They were made in 1943." I said dryly.

"Well, I just bought them Tuesday." Lorelai wined.

"I told you not to wear vintage shoes." I told her.

"But the lady at the store said that they hadn't been worn a lot."

"Yeah, but not a lot in sixty years is still a lot." I pointed out.

"I gotta fix 'em. I'll use my emergency card. I'll be right back." Lorelai said trying leave.

"No, stop. If you leave, there's no way I'll be able to stand up on my own." I said warily, holding on to her.

"Ten minutes."

"Nighty-night." I said closing my eyes.

"Fine, hold on. Dean, come here! Dean!" Lorelai called, waving him down.

"What are you doing?" I asked curiously.

Dean walked over to us with a confused look on his face. Apparently I wasn't the only one who didn't know what was going on.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, concerned.

"Yeah, it's great. Stand here." Mom said, directing him next to me.

"Whoa." He said catching me in his arms.

"Look, I'll be back in ten minutes. Do not let her stop or lay down, do you understand me?" Mom instructed.

"But I --"

"I need you, Dean. The team needs you." Lorelai said gesturing to her and myself.

"What team?" Dean asked. He was never able to get my mother and my humor.

"Pick a team – it needs you. I'll be right back." Lorelai said walking away.

"I'm really sorry about this." I apologized. I felt bad that Mom left, leaving him to take care of me.

"Yeah, uh, it's okay." He said

"Are you sure?" I asked, not entirely convinced by his answer.

"Yeah. Actually, it's not bad at all." He said smiling. I got more comfortable in his arms and we swayed to the music. For about ten minutes we danced peacefully until I looked up and saw Jess staring at me again for about the billionth time that night.

"He's still there." I told Dean, annoyed.

"What?" He asked.

"Jess. He's still there. I can't believe he's still there." I said a little jealous that he was with another girl.

"Just ignore him."

"Yeah. You know, this is a dance marathon. You're not supposed to come and sit and watch, you're supposed to dance. He's just trying to bug me, sitting there right in front of me, staring. Jerk." I ranted.

Just then Jess and Shane started to kiss and it sent waves of jealousy all throughout my body.

"There they go again! God, I swear, why can't they just get a room? Or forget a room – get a park bench, or a doorway, or even a strategically placed telephone pole would probably suffice. I mean, girls like Shane – what is it with them? Don't they see what they look like? I know they have mirrors." I said, a little louder.

"Hey, you talking about me?" Jess asked, breaking from their kiss to look at me.

"No." I replied hotly.

"I heard you mention Shane." He told me.

"Shane isn't you." I pointed out.

"Shane concerns me." He replied.

"Shane concerns me, too – and all women, for that matter." I almost yelled.

"You got a problem here?" He asked again, with a smug look on his face.

"Nope. Just a little sick of seeing the two of you sitting there. If you're not gonna participate, then why don't you just leave?" I told him.

"That works for me. Let's go." Shane told Jess.

"No." Jess told her stubbornly. Why wouldn't he just just leave me alone.

"Why not?" She replied.

"Because I'm not ready to go." He said back to her.

"Oh really?" I said sarcastically.

"Yes, really. I'm gonna sit here as long as I like, and I'm gonna do whatever I like, and if you don't like it, then just ignore me and pay attention to your boyfriend." He hissed.

"Sorry, she can't. I'm not her boyfriend anymore." Dean said loudly.

"What?" I asked, his words stinging me.

"You know, I tried to ignore this. I really did, but I don't know what the hell I was thinking." Dean said, dropping my hands.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to stop the nagging feeling that he was on to something.

"You don't wanna be with me, Rory." He yelled.

"Yes, I do." I begged.

"Oh, please! You've been into him since he got to town, and I have spent weeks – months, actually – trying to convince myself that it wasn't true, that everything was fine between us. But now I know that I was an idiot. You're into him and he's into you, and Shane, who by the way, should be listening to this 'cause it's so damn obvious."

"What's obvious? What did I do?" I said close to tears. I couldn't believe that he was yelling at me in front of everyone.

"Everyone can see, Rory! Everyone. And I'm tired, but I'm over it, so go ahead, go. Be together. There's nothing standing in your way now, 'cause I'm out." He said grabbing his jacket from the bleachers and leaving.

End of Flashback

"Rory!" Paul said, shaking Rory, who was still in a daze.

"Huh? What?" Rory said, popping out of her thoughts.

"You're going to miss your que. Your scene is up next. They just started Act one."

"Oh ok, thanks." She said smoothing out her skirt and sitting up straight.

"Uh Ropsy?" The director called as he walked up to her.

"It's Rory, Hun." Paul told him.

"Paul, go back to your make-up room." The Director growled.

"Kay. See ya later, Rory." Paul said, winking at her.

"Rory." The director said.

"Yes, sir?" She answered.

"Mirabelle's sick. You need to do her lines."

"Excuse me?" Rory asked, her stomach dropping to her feet.

The director sighed. "You need to do Mirabelle's lines. She only has 2, remember?"

"Um yeah, yeah, I remember." Rory said, her voice slightly trembling.

"Good. You're up next." He said as he walked away.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!" Rory said panicking.

"Hun, are you ok?" A voice asked behind her.

"Huh? What?" She asked startled.

"Are you ok?" she asked again.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just ...um… the Director just told me that I have to do Mirabelle's lines and I ,well, don't know what they are."

"Oh, don't worry about it. He does that all the time. Expects us to know all of the lines in the play." She said taking out her script from her bag.

"Here." She said thrusting it into Rory's hands.

"Thanks."

"You can use my script to memorize her 2 lines. Their highlighted in green."

"Why are they highlighted?"

"Oh, Mirabelle's always sick. Usually I have to do them. It's nice to have a break." She said with a laugh.

"Thanks again." Rory said.

"Sure." she replied, walking off.

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After Rory said her two lines half a dozen times, her scene was up. Her stomach, that was currently residing with her toes, leached up to her throat. She felt nauseated, like she was going to throw up everything that she had eaten that week any second now. She started to line up with the other fairies and when they started to walk, she followed them. She felt that she was bathing in her own sweat as she saw all of the people out in the audience. Her head and cheeks felt hot and she had a feeling that she was going to faint. She searched the crowd for the recognizable face that she was bound to see and saw him with the biggest smirk on his flawless face. Sometimes she really hated him for being so beautiful and smart at the same time. It was hard to make a good argument whenever she looked into his mind-blowing brown eyes.

She quickly looked back at the stage, afraid that she would miss her que. She was happy when she realized that she was there in perfect timing. As soon as the king said his line, she was supposed to go next. She inhaled and then exhaled and spoke the first of her two one-liners.

"My queen thou art beautiful this fine night." She said, annunciating every word.

The queen responded and her second line was next.

"Thy need no gratitude, my lady." She said.

By this time, Rory's shaking in her hands had gone down quite a bit but she was still tense. When the scene was over she waited until she was off stage before she started to pack up her purse. She was overjoyed to have finished her task, and wanted to leave as soon as humanly possible. As soon as everything was packed (it didn't take very long), she gave the script back to the girl who congratulated Rory on the lines. Then Rory got up and started to leave, when she realized that she had forgotten her Shakespeare book. She went back for it and saw all of the fairies looking at it. She felt bad to just take it and run so she sat there by them and waited. For the next 45 minutes they looked over it. By the time they were done, all of the girls had asked her where she had gotten it from. Rory said that her boyfriend gave it to her. They finally gave the book back in time for curtain call where they preceded to pull her out on stage with them. After she bowed and smiled graciously, she snuck out and made doubly sure that she had all of her things. Then she bolted for the back door before anyone could stop her again.

When she was outside, she went into the lobby and waited for Logan to show up. She sat down on the nearest bench, and started to scan her book.

"Rory?" someone asked in a surprised voice. Rory popped her head up to see who it was.

"Jess? What are you doing here?" Rory asked. She didn't expect him to him there too.

"Oh well, one of my friends told me to see a play here, so I decided to check it out."

"No way. Wow, fancy running into you here too." She said.

"Yeah. I guess its fate that we see each other again so soon."

"I know."

"Nice outfit by the way. Don't tell me that you were in the play, too."

"Well, you caught me. I'm afraid that I was."

"I knew that that one fairy looked familiar."

"Now you know why."

"So why are you waiting in the lobby?"

"Oh, my boyfriend was watching the play too. He should be out here any second now."

"Oh, he's here?" Jess asked, trying to hide the fact that he was mad that he wouldn't be able to hang out with her, alone.

"Yeah."

"Well, well Ace. What a performance out there. My girl's going to be a Broadway star." Logan said as he came up to hug her.

"So I wasn't awful?" She asked looking at him.

"Not at all. How did you get the lines?"

"Oh Logan, this is my friend Jess, Jess this is my boyfriend, Logan." Rory introduced quickly changing the topic for Jess's sake.

"Oh Hi, you're Logan. Rory's told me a lot about you." Jess said shaking his hand.

"All good I hope." Logan replied returning the shake with a fake smile on his face.

"Yeah, of course." Jess said swallowing hard.

"Rory says only the best about you." Logan told him, fighting the temptation to punch him.

"She must have exaggerated on some things. She always tells people that I'm better than I actually am." Jess said smiling at Rory. Logan laughed a courtesy laugh.

"Well Rory has always been the one to find the good in people, even if there is none to be found." Logan said, venom in is words.

"She is willing to give them a chance, even if they are jerks." Jess spat back.

"And she is always willing to forgive them, when they hurt her."

"Um Jess, I would love to continue talking to you, but Logan and I really have to leave." Rory said, feeling the negative energy in the air.

"Sure. And I forgot to tell you Rory, you left your cell in my car yesterday." Jess said, glancing at Logan and then turning to look back at Rory.

"So that's where it was. Thanks so much, Jess. Um how about we meet for coffee sometime either today or tomorrow and I'll pick it up from you." Rory asked.

"That sounds great. See'ya later, Rory. It was nice to meet you, Logan." Jess grinned. It was a small victory for him.

"Same here, Jess." Logan said clenching his teeth.

"Bye Jess." I'll call you about the coffee." Jess walked away with a strut in his step.

As Jess left, Logan visibly relaxed. He really hated that Jess. He didn't know why, but he did. Maybe it was because he knew that Jess was Rory's old boyfriend. No, that couldn't be it. When Logan saw Dean and Rory together, he wasn't that full of rage. Sure he was jealous, but when she's with Jess, something doesn't click.

Rory looked up at the thinking Logan. She had a feeling that even though he had acted nonchalant about the whole Rory Jess Friendship thing, that those weren't his true feelings. He was too cold with Jess to be ok with the whole situation. Rory touched Logan's arm and he looked down at her. The creases on his forehead relaxed and he put his arm around her waist. Together they walked out of the theater, worried about what the other thought about Jess Marrieno.

By the time they reached the car, they were still not talking. They both stopped in front of it, but neither made a move to get in. The car to them meant conversation, and neither could really deal with that. Then Logan looked down at Rory and sighed. He loved her so much and couldn't bear to lose her to that Jess guy. Rory smiled back at him. It was a pure smile, one filled with worry. He pulled her close to him and reached down so that his mouth was next to her ear.

"I love you, Rory." He whispered and felt her shiver.

"I love you too, my butt faced miscreant." She whispered back with a straight face.

Logan, unprepared for her remark, laughed out loud. Rory smiled as she saw Logan laugh. He helped her into the car and then got in himself. When they pulled out of the parking lot, Rory settled in her seat and started to play with Logan's right hand that wasn't on the steering wheel. He looked over to her and smiled. Then he hooked back at the road and started to talk.

"So Ace, you never answered my question. How did you get the one liners?"

"You would never believe my bad luck." She gushed as she went into detail about the task that she had to do.

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Meanwhile, Stephanie and Colin had been hiding from each other all day. When they were in the Ballroom, Stephanie was on one side while Colin was on the other. Stephanie was anxiously waiting for Rory to get back, while Colin was waiting for Finn. He was the only one who truly knew where the Aussie had gone, while all the others had thought he had just gone to go sulk somewhere.

As Stephanie walked around the Ballroom, She made sure that Colin wasn't next to her. Colin did the same. Both thought that the other wanted to talk to them and wanted to talk to their friends before confronting the other. What did that kiss mean? What were they going to do now? Those questions remained in their heads all day and they needed them answered before they would talk to each other. Until then, they would follow the 3 A's. Avoid, Avoid, Avoid!

Unlike Stephanie and Colin, Rory and Logan were having a great time.

"…And that's how I got the 2 one liners." Rory finished and Logan chuckled.

"Well Ace, we have time before the test starts so what you wanted to do."

"I don't know. I'm open."

"Well, I have the perfect idea." Logan grinned as he drove to a park like area.

"What?"

"Oh, you'll have to wait and see."

"Oh come on, Logan. You know I hate surprises!"

"But this isn't a surprise."

"Then what do you call it?" Rory asked dryly.

"It's more of a secret." Logan grinned.

"A secret." Rory repeated.

"Yep."

"A secret that you won't share?"

"No, I'm taking you here specifically to share it with you."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then no one knows about this secret?" Rory asked.

"Other then me, and soon to be you, no."

"I feel so special." Rory smiled.

"You should." Logan smiled back.

"Here we are." Logan said as they pulled up to a wall of shrubbery. Rory turned her head hoping that she would get some answers, but Logan gave her none. They both got out of the car and Rory followed Logan to the trunk.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

"Ravenous." She replied.

Good. I thought we would go on a little picnic."

"Really? That sounds nice. But in front of a wall of shrubbery?"

"Come on Ace. Have a little Faith."

"Ok." Rory said warily.

Logan helped Rory out of the car and the two walked to the trunk. Logan put his key into the lock and opened the trunk. When they looked inside they both jumped at what they saw.

A/N: Review! And yes I know the 2 one liners Rory said aren't in the play. I added them cuz they're not very many fairy one liners in that play.