Anna sat sitting on the porch with her mom and sister. She had her feet up in the air as she waited for the red nail polish to dry. Rory spraying some whipped cream into her mouth made Anna turn to her sister. "Let me have a hit." She held out her hand.

"Sure thing, man," She imitated a stoner voice and passed the can to her sister, who was quick to spray plenty into her mouth.

"Don't move, please," Lorelai said when Rory turns to see how much whip cream Anna could fit into her mouth.

"Why are you insisting on doing this?" Rory turns back to her mouth.

"Because you're starting private school tomorrow," She stated like it was the obvious thing to do.

"Yes, but I'm going to be wearing shoes." She said the words slowly for her mother to get that this was pointless.

Anna swallows the whipped cream to add to her sister's point. "Yeah, nobody's going to see our feet."

"Okay, but everybody knows that private school girls are bad. And bad girls always wear red nail polish." She looks down to pay attention to the task at hand. "Are you nervous?"

"About what," Rory said before opening her mouth, so Anna could spray some whipped cream in.

"About starting Chilton," She put the finishing touches on the big toe.

"I wasn't until I heard about all these bad girls," Anna smirks at her from over Rory's shoulder.

"Guys! New CD! XTC, Apple Venus Volume 2!" Lane ran through the yard and into the house.

"Goodie!" Lorelai jumped up and ran after her.

"But you only finished half my toes," Rory called after her.

"Who cares? You're going to be wearing shoes anyway!" She yells back making Rory sigh and Anna laugh.

"I got you, sis." Anna took their mom's spot and put Rory's unpainted foot on her lap. "So, have you seen Dean lately?" She asked, now that their mom wasn't here.

"I've been avoiding him." She whispered, even though the music was playing so loudly that there was no way Lorelai would be able to hear.

"What? Why?" She looks up at her.

"What the point if I'm going to Chilton." She shrugs making like she didn't care.

"Rory, we live in a small town and he's working at Doose's. We'll see him every day. Besides, even if we went to Star Hollow High, you wouldn't be spending a lot of time with him during school hours. You don't even talk to Lane or me that much when we share a class." She wanted her sister to have love. It was never going to happen if she lets little things like different schools stop her. When she looked up to see her sister thinking about what she said, she went on. "He'll just have to wait thirty minutes for you to get home every day. There's always weekends, which is when everyone goes on a date anyways." She finishes her sister's last toe.

Rory leaned over and gave her sister a peck on the cheek. "I hope you meet your rich husband at Chilton."

"You know, I was joking at first, but now I'm kind of expecting it." She crackled with her sister.


The alarm woke her up making her roll over to hit the snooze button, but a hand grabbing her wrist made her jolt in fright. "WHAT THE HELL, RORY! YOU SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME!" She put a hand over her speeding heart.

"If you hit that snooze button, then you will have to choose between hair and makeup. I'm not going to listen to you whine the whole day about your first impression being horrible." Rory wearing fluffy pajama bottoms and a large t-shirt somehow came off authoritarian with her hands on her hips and strict face.

"Thank you." She rolls out of bed to make her way to the bathroom. She took a shower and brushed her teeth. She went back into her room to put on blue boy shorts and a push-up bra. She pulled the rolling chair in front of the dresser that had a mirror hanging above it. With two of the top drawers filled with makeup, it worked as a vanity too. She straightened her hair before putting it up in a high ponytail. After putting her concealer on, she did a skin tone blush. She gave herself a gold-ish brown eyeshadow and put mascara on so it would make her lashes look darker and longer. She painted her lips a pinkish brown.

She got up to slip on her blue plaid skirt that her mom hemmed, so it was no longer at her ankles. It was now a few inches above the knee, the shortest the school would allow. She put on her light blue button-up and the crossover tie that they have to wear. She slipped on black long socks before putting on the black and white saddle shoes that were slowly growing on her. She put on her beauty and the beast watch before slipping into the dark blue blazer that had the Chilton crest on the right breast.

"I'm ready to go to war." She picks up her pumpkin king backpack. "I'm ready, Rory." She yells out for her sister. She went into the living room to find her sitting on the couch waiting for her.

"It's seven. That's a pretty good time for you." She looks down at her watch. "Normally, when you and mom have to get ready at the same time it takes forever."

Anna nodded that was true, normally she and her mom would end up having to fight over something whether it be the straighter or lipstick. She pushed her eyebrows together when she realized she didn't see her mom at all that morning. "I didn't see her. She's up, right?" She went into the kitchen to see if she was making coffee.

"She has to be." Rory follows her sister. When they saw she wasn't there, they stopped to listen to see if they could hear her in the house. Their mom wasn't someone who got ready quietly. They share a look of panic before running to their mom's room. "Mom!" They burst through the door to find their mom sound asleep.

"What? God! Hi." She jolts like Susanna did when Rory grabbed her hand.

"What are you doing?" Rory yells at her. Anna went to her mom's closet to look for an outfit, but her eyes went wide when she saw it was practically bare.

"Having a heart attack," She put a hand over her heart.

"I thought you were up. It's 7:10." Rory told her. Anna went to dig through the drawers and her clean laundry hamper to find it was all the same. There weren't any clean professional clothes. The only things she had were jean shorts and a pink tie-dye shirt.

"What?" She rolled over to go back to sleep.

"It's 7:10." She pulled the blankets off her mom.

"No. Stop it! It's quarter to six." She glares up at her oldest.

"No, it's not!" She pulls harder on the blanket.

"Yes, it is. I set the clock for a quarter to six, so it's... It's 7:10." She jumps out of bed when Rory shows her the clock.

"I can't be late on my first day of school. Do you know what happens when people are late on the first day? It's shorter. For the rest of the year they're labeled, the late girl." She followed her mother around as she looked for a towel. With Rory panicking, Anna didn't want to tell her that Daisy Duke was going to be dropping them off at school.

"So dramatic, where's the bathroom?" Lorelai groans. Rory put her hands on her shoulders to push her to the bathroom.

"We have to go! What if there's traffic?" Rory waited outside the bathroom door to make sure her mom wasn't taking a shower.

"I had this all planned. I was going to get up early. I was going to get coffee. I was going to take a shower. I was going to pick up my clothes from the dry cleaner's." She yells, letting them know she didn't mean to be careless. "Oh my God, my clothes, I don't have any clean clothes." She ran back into the room. Anne was sitting on the bed, next to the only clean clothes her mom had.

"It's 7:15." Rory looked down at her watch as she walked back into her mom's room.

"All my nice things were dirty." She opened her closet.

"It's 7:16." Rory gasped as another minute went by.

"I was going to wear my blue suit with the flippy skirt. I look so great in the flippy skirt." She groans.

"It's 7:17." She showed her mom her watch.

"You know what, time lady? Go downstairs and warm up the car. That would be super. Thank you." She turns Rory around and pushes her out the door.

"This is all you got mom." Anna gestured to the clothes next to her when Rory was out of the room.

"This sucks!" She ran her fingers through her hair.

"It's 7:18," Rory yells from downstairs.

"You might as well put on cowboy boots to complete the look." Anna got up to let her mom get dressed in peace.

"For the love of God! This is the last time I buy anything just because it's furry!" Lorelai screamed at her alarm clock that was covered in blue fur.

Anna joins her sister downstairs. A few minutes passed before, Lorelai ran downstairs while putting her hair into a low ponytail. "It's 7…." Rory was looking down at her watch when her mom interrupted her.

"Don't even think of finishing that sentence." She grabs her coat off the chair. Rory let out a huff of amusement when she saw what her mom was wearing. "What?" Her mom asks.

"Nothing, I just didn't know the rodeo was in town." Rory shrugs, with a sly smile on her face.

"That's it. I'm bringing the baby pictures." Lorelai grabbed a picture of Rory and Anna when they were babies off of the desk that was against the wall and ran out.

"No! I'm sorry. I love the rodeo, the rodeo rules." Rory ran after her.

"Hey, why am I being punished?" Anna ran after them.


They made it to Chilton by some miracle with a few minutes to spare. They spent it staring up at the school. To all the women in the jeep, it all of sudden seems very intimidating. "I remember it being smaller." Rory squinted. Anna nods from the back seat. She hopes she never had classes that were too far apart. She didn't know if she would be able to make it in the five minutes they gave students.

"Yeah and less..." Lorelai honestly didn't remember it being this scary looking when she was going.

"Off with their heads." Anna finished for her.

"Yeah," The other two nods.

"What are you looking at?" Rory asks when she saw her mom staring out to the side.

"I'm just trying to see if there's a hunchback up in that bell tower." She points to the bell tower.

"So, how do I look?" Rory turned to her mom.

"You look great." She smiles.

"How about me," Anna asks.

"You look amazing." She looked back to smile at her other daughter.

"Do we really?" Rory asked, wanting an honest opinion before they throw themselves to the sharks.

"Really, you guys are amazing kids. You both have earned this. Now, you just go in there and show them what smart really is. I love you. Call me if you need me." She pats Rory's back before reaching back to pat Anna's knee.

"You're kidding, right?" Rory looked over at her.

"No. Call me if you need anything. I'm great at making up dirty cheers." She wiggles her eyebrows at them.

"Cheer, we don't exercise." Anna gasps that her mom would even suggest such a thing.

"You have to go in with us." Rory reminds her.

"Rory, come on." Lorelai whines.

"You have to meet the headmaster," Rory said. It was made very clear in the letter what was supposed to happen on the first day. A parent coming with them to talk to the headmaster was one of them.

"Look at me. I can't meet anybody who does anything there." Their mom shook her head.

"Mom!" Anna whines. She too wanted their mom to go in. Not because she was supposed to, but because she wanted her mommy to hold her hand on this nervous first day.

"No! I look like that chick from The Dukes of Hazzard." She pointed down at her outfit.

"This is our first day. You are not getting out of going in there with us. Period." Rory put her foot down.

Lorelai sighs as she gets out of the jeep. Before, she could put her coat on two women that were passing by stopped to give her a judgmental look. "Good morning." She smiles at them. They roll their eyes before continuing on their way. Rory and Anna got out of the car too. "We're going to be best friends. So, where do we go?" She put on her coat as she walked into the campus.

"The Ambroise building," Rory read the paper she had in her hand.

"Which is?" She points at all the builds that looked alike. Anna looked around for any signs but didn't find any.

"The big, scary one," Anna suggested.

"Great! Thanks for the input." She scoffs.

"Lost?" Someone asked, making them turn around to see a good looking older man in a suit.

"Yeah, we're looking for the headmaster's office, Ambroise building," Lorelai told him.

"Okay. This is it right here. Just go inside, down the stairs, make a left and the headmaster's office is at the end of the hall." He points at the building behind them. Anna did a facepalm. Of course, the admission building would be the first one.

"Great. Thank you." Lorelai nodded at him.

She went to walk past him but he sidesteps and stuck his hand out. "You're welcome. I'm Ian Jack. My daughter Julia goes to school here."

"Hi. I'm Lorelai Gilmore. This is my daughters, Rory and Anna." She points to each of them. They waved when their name was said.

"Your daughters? Really?" His smile got bigger at hearing that.

"Yep," She nods, a little confused as to why that made him happy, but he was handsome so she entertained it.

"Wow, that's great. I mean, daughters are a great thing." He turned to Anna and Rory to show them his big smile. Anna thought it looked good on him, it lit up his face.

"We're big fans." Lorelai nods.

"Is your husband here? I'd love to meet him." He looked around like he would be able to spot him.

"I'm not married. I'd love to meet your wife." She gave him a flirty smile.

"I'm divorced." He told her.

"Shame," She said, even though anyone could see that she was more than fine about the news.

"Excuse me. We really got to go." Rory grabbed her mom's arm.

"Right, we got to go meet the big guy, and I gotta get back to work." Lorelai kept her eyes on him as her daughters pulled her towards the building.

"Where do you work?" He asked. That was all it took for her to break free for her daughters to talk to him some more.

"At an inn, the Independence Inn, I run it." She told him.

"Really," He looked down at her outfit.

"In a different outfit, of course," She said, making the man laugh.

"It was nice to meet you, Lorelai. Good luck in school, Rory, Anna. I'll tell Julia to look out for you." He smiles at their mother before giving the girls a wave.

"Great, thanks." They wave back at him.

"See you." He gave Lorelai one last smile before walking off.

"What a nice man." She watches his backside as he walks away.

"You're feeling pretty good about yourself right now, aren't you?" Rory moves to stand by her mother.

"This is her drunken face, so I would say she feels great." Anna looks at her mom's face that was flush with a big smile on.

"Do you want me to get you a mirror?" Rory offered.

"I'm back. Let's go." She leads them into the building. "Good. More big stuff," Lorelai sighs. Anna looks around taking it all in, from the big chandelier, staircases, and archways. It was like this place was built for a giant.

As they walk by Anna notices a few people stopping to stare. Three girls stood out to her. There was a blonde who had shoulder-length hair, a girl with a black bobbed haircut, and a long-haired brunette. They stood out because while everyone else had a look of curiosity, they were glaring daggers at them. Anna gave a glare back as they made their way to the headmaster's office.

"You ready?" Anna looks over at her mother and sister when they stop in front of the door.

"No." Rory shook her head.

"You ready?" Lorelai asked a few seconds later.

"Yes." Rory opens the door and they walk over to the secretary's desk.

"Excuse me," Lorelai said, making the lady lookup. They jumped back when she did. Her makeup was smear all over the place. Anna wanted to get a wet wipe and clean it off to redo it. "Oh, Oh wow. Hi. I'm Lorelai Gilmore. This is my daughter, Lorelai Gilmore because I named her after me. I was in the hospital, all whacked out on Demerol. Never mind. But we call her Rory. It's short for Lorelai but she'll answer to either one or even Hey, you...That's my youngest daughter, Susanna Gilmore. She is named after the Bangles member. Yeah, I'm a big fan. Well, I would have to be to name my daughter after her. Is the headmaster here? " Her daughters had to nudge her a few times to get her back on track.

"One moment," The secretary got up and walked into his office.

"See, that's what happens when you go to bed with your makeup on." She whispers to her daughters.

"Headmaster Charleston will see you now." The secretary came back out to tell them.

"Thanks." They nod to the lady as they walk into the office.

"Ms. Gilmore, I'm Headmaster Charleston." He stuck out his hand.

"Hi. It's nice to meet..." She shook his hand. She was going to say more but she spotted her mom on the couch in the corner of the room. "Mom, what are you doing here?" She walks over to the woman who got up to meet her halfway.

"I came to wish my granddaughters luck on their first day of school. Rory, Anna, you look wonderful in that uniform." She walked past her to hug her granddaughters. They hugged her back and gave her a thank you.

"You didn't have to come all the way out here, Mom." She smiled at her, even though she wanted to scream.

"This gave me a chance to make sure that Hanlin here takes good care of the girls." She nods to her old friend.

"You're Hanlin," Lorelai turned to the headmaster.

"Hanlin Charleston." He gave her his full name.

"Hanlin's wife and I are on the Symphony Fundraising Committee together," Emily told them.

"Wow. That's great." Lorelai said, as it slowly sank in that her parents were intertwining themselves into their lives.

"Your father and I are golf rivals. We're still fighting it out to see which one is worse." He jokes making Anna smile. She could never resist a good joke no matter how tense the situation.

"Oh, yes. We're all old friends." Emily wraps an arm around each of her grandchildren.

"Well, there's nothing like friends. Especially, if they're old... ones," Lorelai grimace, it was something about her parents that made her always put her foot in her mouth.

"Would you like to take off your coat and have a seat?" He gestures to the chairs in front of the desk.

"No, I'm fine." Lorelai shook her head.

"They were a little overzealous with the furnace this morning. It's quite warm here." He told her. Anna had to agree, seeing that she wanted to take her blazer off but didn't know if that was allowed.

"I like it warm." She wrapped her arms around herself, wanting to make sure her coat didn't open.

"Take off your coat and sit down. You don't want Hanlin to think you're rude." Emily scolds her daughter.

She took off her coat to reveal the shorts and pink shirt making her mother wish she kept the coat on. "Laundry day," Lorelai smiles at them.

"Hanlin, did you know that Rory and Anna have a 4.0-grade average?" Their grandmother guides them to the chairs.

"I'm sure he does, Mom." Lorelai sat down in the other chair.

"They're very special girls. You take good care of them." Emily moves to stand behind her daughter's chair.

"We'll do our best, Emily." The headmaster took a seat behind his desk.

"Oh God, they're not going to be a problem. They're totally low maintenance. You know, like a Honda. You know, they're just easy... Nice office." Lorelai stops when she realizes she was rambling again.

"I don't think we should take up any more of your precious time. Hanlin, it was lovely to see you. Give Bitty our love." Emily picked up her purse and shook her friend's hand.

"Tell Richard I'll see him at the club Sunday." He told her.

"Have a wonderful day, Rory, Anna. I want to hear all about it." She smiled at her grandchildren before asking her daughter, "Do you need a ride, or is your horse parked outside?" She didn't wait for an answer. She went to stand by the door.

"It's so nice to meet you. Have a great day." Lorelai shook the headmaster's hand and gave each of her daughters a kiss on the forehead. She headed towards the door.

"You don't want to forget your coat." Charleston points to her coat that was hanging on the arm of the chair.

"No, because that would be embarrassing," She ran back to grab her coat and put it on. She walks out of the door with her mom, ready for an earful about her outfit.

He got up with two folders in his hand as he took the chair their mom was in. "You're obviously bright girls, Miss Gilmores." He looked through their files.

"Thank you." They nod.

"Good grades, the teachers like you. Anna was in a cooking club and organized the bake sales, but Rory you don't have any social activities." He looked over at the oldest Gilmore for an explanation.

"Just living at Stars Hollow is a social activity, actually." She told him. It was true with all the town events, but if you didn't live there you wouldn't understand.

"Nothing in your school appealed to you?" He pushed on.

"I work at my mother's inn after school sometimes. I was in the German Club for a while. But there were only three of us. Then two left for the French Club after seeing Schindler's List." She explained to him.

"What are your aspirations?" He looked over at Anna.

"I want to go to a top culinary school and get a business degree to open up a restaurant. I work at the local diner in town and help in the kitchen at my mom's Inn." She told him.

"It's good that you joined clubs. They will help you make connections in that field." He said before turning to Rory.

"I want to go to Harvard to study Journalism and Political Science." She told him.

"On your way to being..." He looked back at Anna.

"I'm not trying to be anyone. That limits you." She told him.

"Why's that?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Because then you can only rise to their level. Honestly, I don't even care if I'm globally known. I'll be happy if I'm just locally known. Where I settle down, you're not going to be able to pass through my city without hearing about me." She spoke with passion and determination.

He nodded his head, satisfied to hear that she wasn't chasing a childish dream. She had a realistic goal that Chilton could help her with. He turned to Rory and she answered him, "If I had to say someone it would be Christiane Amanpour."

"Really?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." She nods.

"Not Cokie Roberts? Not Oprah, Rosie, or one of the women from The View?" He asked, making the siblings narrow their eyes at him.

"No." She shook her head.

"Why do you wish to be Christiane Amanpour?" He leans back in his chair ready to hear this answer.

"I don't wish to be her exactly. I just want to do what she does." She told him.

"Which is?" He cocks his head to the side.

"Travel, see the world up close, report on what's really going on, be part of something big." She couldn't seem to find the right words like her sister did because he was still giving her that stern glare.

"And to be a part of something big you have to be on TV? Why not lead the police on a high-speed chase? That's a quicker way to achieve this goal." He gave them a level of uppity sass that Anna thought only her grandmother had.

"Being on TV has nothing to do with it. Maybe I'll be a journalist and write books or articles about what I see. I just want to be sure that I see something…. you'll notice the debating team also missing from my resume," She pointed at the papers in his hand.

Anna sighed not understanding why they had to do this interview. They were accepted already. Their grandparents paid their deposit and the uniforms were bought and tailored. She grinds her teeth, she hated when people of power made others jump through hoops for their entertainment.

"I've known your grandparents for quite some time." He put the folders back on his desk.

"We know." Anna nods sharply.

"In fact, I was at a party at their house just last week where I had the most delicious lobster puffs I've ever eaten. I'm very fond of them." He told them.

"That's nice." Rory narrowed her eyes, wondering what that had to do with them.

"None of this, however, will be of any benefit to you. Chilton has one of the highest academic standards of any school in America. You two may have been the smartest girls at Stars Hollow but this is a different place. Pressures are greater, the rules are stricter and the expectations are higher. If you make it through you'll have received one of the finest educations one can get. And there should be no reason why you should not achieve all your goals. However, since you are starting late and are not used to this highly competitive atmosphere there is a good chance you will fail. That is fine. Failure is a part of life, but not a part of Chilton. Understand?" He gave them that stern glare that seemed to be stuck on his face since their grandma left.

"That's fine by us. We like being the best of the best. I can assure you that before the end of the month, you won't be able to tell that we started behind. It might even seem like we had a head start." Anna leaned forward to match the old man's glare. Rory grabs her sister's sleeve to silently tell her to stop challenging him.

"Take this to Miss James in the administration office across the hall." He handed them each their thick folders. They grabbed it as they got up and walked out of his office.

"Why did you say that to him?" Rory hiss to Anna.

"Fuck that guy, he thinks because we haven't gone to private schools all our lives that we're not going to make it, that our GPA means nothing because we're from a public school. One thing for sure we are making this school our bitches." Anna growls. The bell rang as she walked into the administration office.

"I hate when you get competitive you turn into Tony Montana." She sighs, following her in. They walk over to the front desk. "Hi, I'm looking for Miss James," Rory said.

"Name?" The lady behind the computer asked.

"Lorelai Gilmore, but I go by Rory." She told her.

"Susanna Gilmore." She spat out.

"Fill this out, please." She hands each of them a pen and paper. Anna had to hold in a groan when she looked down at the paper. It was information they should already have from their applications. The lady got up and walked over to drop the folders off on another desk that a student was working at before walking off somewhere else.

"You heard the lady, fill out the paper." Rory nudged her sister. Anna sighs and uncaps the pen to write down her emergency contacts. She failed to see the student at the desk put their folders out the window for another hand to grab them.

The lady came back and started handing papers to them. "Here's the dining room, the science hall, and the theater. Here's your locker number, here's your schedule, take this map, here's the rules of the school and the Chilton Honor Code. Here are the words to the school song which must be recited upon demand. This can happen at any place, at any time. If you do it in Latin, you get extra credit. Do you have any questions? "

"Not at the moment," Rory said. Anna shook her head, not in the mood to talk.

"If you do, make an appointment to see your guidance counselor, Mr. Winters. He handles everything but bulimia and pregnancy. For that, you have to go to the nurse or Coach Rubens. Welcome to Chilton." She told them. Anna raises an eyebrow at going to a coach for pregnancy. She wanted to ask for the back story to that, but she didn't want to be in this lady's presence any longer. She wondered if she would like any of the authority figures at this school. Her mom said that she inherited her problem with authority from her.

"Thanks," Rory said for both of them as they grabbed their papers and walked out.

The first thing they did was compare schedules. "We have most of our class together." They smiled at one another.


Anna was sitting behind Rory in philosophy. She learned that the long-haired brunette that was glaring daggers at them was named Paris. She was a bit of a teacher pet the way she answered every question that Mr. Remmy asked. Some before he even finished the sentence.

The bobbed haircut was named Madeline. The blonde name was Louise. She was sitting at Anna's right. She notices the blonde glance at her from time to time.

The door opening interpreted the class. A handsome blued eyed blonde walked in. Anna perks up in her seat, something Louise notices. "Mr. Dugray." The teacher greeted him.

"Sir," The blonde handed him the notes.

"Nice to have you back, I hope your grandfather's better." He smiles at him.

"Much better, sir," He told him.

"Good. Take your seat, please." He waves to an empty seat in the back of the class.

Anna could feel his eyes on her. She wanted to meet his stare to wink at him, but she resisted. She remembered the headmaster's words, she wasn't about to flunk out and prove him right because she let a pretty face distract her. After she got a handle on the new workload she indulged herself.

The bell rang. "Class dismissed." The teacher yelled. Anna shoves her things into her bag and swings it over her shoulder.

"Looks like we got ourselves a couple of Mary," The blonde giggles as he leers down at Anna and Rory.

Anna sighs, of course, the good looking ones always have to be jerks. She glares up at the blonde asshole. "Listen here, Draco Malfoy. You better shut your mouth and leave my sister and me alone or I'll give you the same treatment Hermione did." She waves her fist around. Being satisfied by his shock face she turned to her sister. Rory gave her an are-you-serious look. She smiles back letting her know that she regrets nothing.

The blonde was about to say something snarky to the new girl, but the teacher called them up, "Can both Miss Gilmores, come up here, please." He waved over to them with a binder in each hand.

"Here are last week's study materials. There'll be a test on them tomorrow. But since you're new you can take a makeup test on Monday. Will that be sufficient time?" He hands them each a binder.

"Monday? Sure, that's fine." Rory said. Anna opens the binder to skim through it.

"Good. That's just an overview. It'd be helpful to borrow another student's personal notes. They tend to be more detailed." He told them.

"More detailed than this," Anna looked down at the binder that was thick enough to be a year worth of notes at Star Hollow.

"It seems daunting right now, I know." He nods to them in sympathy.

"No. It's okay. It'll be fine." Rory was determined to pass this test.

"Remember to get those notes. They'll be a lifesaver." He reminded them as they walked out to almost run right into a girl.

"I'm Paris." She stares down Rory.

"We know, there was an attendance," Anna glared at the girl.

"I didn't see you there. Where'd you come from?" Rory tried to make polite conversation, in hopes of getting notes.

"I know who you are, too. Lorelai and Susanna Gilmore from Stars Hollow," She briefly glared at the other girl who Louise said was checking out her childhood crush.

"You can call me Rory." She told the girl.

"Are you going out for The Franklin?" She got to the point of why she wanted to confront the girl.

"The what," Both sisters asked.

"Nice innocent act. At least I know you're not going out for the Drama Club." She rolled her eyes.

"We'll be leaving now, psycho." Anna grabs her sister's arm to pull her away, Paris follows them.

"The Franklin, the school paper, are you going out for it?" She moves to the other side of Rory making Anna protective instinct flare-up. If Anna had her way, she would get to be her darkly humored cheerful self all the time, but sometimes a situation had to be handled with aggression. "I don't know. I have to find my locker first." She kept her head forward, hoping the girl would take a hint.

"I'm going to be editor next year." She moved in front of them so they had to stop.

"Good for you." Anna scoffs with a roll of her eyes.

"I'm also the top of the class. I intend to be valedictorian when I graduate." She glared at Rory.

"Okay. I'm going now." Rory tried to go around when Paris moved in front of her again.

"You'll never catch up. You'll never beat me. This school is my domain, and The Franklin is my domain. Don't you ever forget that" She tried to walk away, but Anna blocked her path.

"You know for some who speak with such confidence, who have a lot of fear and panic in your eyes." She took a step closer to Paris so they were only an inch apart. "Don't try and deny it. If you weren't scared, you wouldn't be here trying to intimidate Rory. We're Gilmore, backing down isn't in our DNA. We'll just have to see in the upcoming years who the better woman is." She gave a wicked grin that made Paris want to hit her.

"We will. And you better stay away from Tristan." Paris snaps.

Anna tilts her head not knowing that name, but she was going to keep an eye out for him now. "Um… come on Rory." She made sure she bumped shoulders with Paris as she grabbed her sister's arm again. This time she was able to successfully pull her way.

"I guess she's not going to let me borrow her notes," Rory mutters under her breath.

"We still have a lot of class left, we'll get them." She reassured her.


Rory and Anna were walking down the hall when they heard a voice that she only knew for a few hours, but was already triggering her. "Marys! Marys! Marys!" The blonde prick was jogging to walk next to them.

"Marys." He smiles.

"Us?" Rory pointed to her and her sister, wondering if he was talking to them.

"Yeah, you and her," He cockily nods his head.

"I'm Rory and she's Anna." She corrected him on our names.

"Malfoy knows our names. He is just being an asshole." She glares at the boy.

"I'm Tristan." He introduces himself. Anna looks him over, so this was the boy that Paris liked. She was debating in her head if having a fling with the asshole was worth pissing the girl off.

"Hi." Rory nods.

He stares at Anna waiting for a greeting. Her sister nudged her side before she grudgingly did. "Hello." She sneers.

"So you're new," He kept his eyes on Anna. She kept her eyes forward not wanting to speak to him.

"Yeah, it's our first day," Rory answered for them when she realized Anna wasn't going to.

"Remmy's class is rough." He kept his gaze on Anna. She clenched her jaw. Rory was carrying on the conversation with him, not her.

"Yeah, it seemed very intense." She nods. She was relieved that she wasn't the only one who thought so. She was starting to feel like Chilton would be more than she could handle. Stars Hollow was a small pond that made Rory and Anna seem like great whites. Now in Chilton, it feels like they were guppies.

"I could loan you my notes if that would help." He offers, making Anna side-eye the boy. She could tell by looking at him that nothing came without strings.

"Really? That'd be great." Her sister agrees eagerly.

"Yeah? How great?" He moves his body, so he pushes them up against the wall. Anna was quick to get in between him and her sister.

"I don't know. Mr. Remmy said that getting someone's notes would be..." Rory squeaks out awkwardly behind her.

"I could even help you study if you want." He looks down at Anna's chest. She rolled my eyes. He was once again speaking to her like she was the one who was talking to him.

"I kind of view studying as a solitary activity, but thanks," Rory easily looks over her sister's shoulder to tell him.

He glances at Rory to acknowledge that he heard her, before looking back at Anna. "I got notes already. Besides no one is that desperate for notes that they would fool around with you." She rolls her eyes in disgust.

"Bye, Mary, Bobcat," He chuckles as he walks away.

"It's Rory!" She yells after him.

"Fuck off Malfoy!" Anna yelled at his back. "That bastard, that was a shot at my height," She grumbled.

"Why didn't you tell me you got notes?" Rory smacks her arm. Of course, she was more bothered by that then them being propositioned in the middle of a crowded hallway.

"I forgot to tell you I got notes from a kid in my biology class, Henry Cho. He's going to email it to me." She told her.

"Thank god." Rory let out a breath of relief. They walked over to lockers. Their lockers were on the opposite walls but in the same hallway. Anna put her biology textbook in her locker to grab her history textbook. She took out a small mirror and used sticker Velcro to get it to stick to the inside of her locker door. She used a cute magnet to put up pictures of her cooking at Luke's and the Inn. Her favorite was the one of Rory, Lane, and her at the bake sale at Star Hollow last year. Whenever Chilton got overwhelming she could come here and look at the picture to remind herself why she was here.

She turned around when she heard a loud crash to see Rory back up into Paris making her drop a large diorama. "Oh, no. I am so sorry. Paris, please, I'm so sorry. It was an accident. My locker, it just slipped. I pulled too hard. I didn't mean to... Is there water in that moat?" Rory apologized over and over. She helped Paris pick up the pieces of her broken project.

"Get away from me." She walked off leaving her project on the ground.

Anna walks over to Rory. "Happy Accident," She smiled at her sister.

Rory sighs when the bell rang. "Excuse me, I need Ms. Ness. History?" She stopped a boy that was walking by.

"It's behind you." He points.

"Thanks." Anna nods.

"Of course it is." Rory sighs.

They walk in to see Paris, Louise, and Madeline. "You've got to be kidding me." Paris glares. Rory sighs before taking a seat and Anna takes the seat behind her. The bell rang again and Paris sat down in the seat next to Rory.

"Hey Bobcat," Tristan whispers to her with a husky voice as he takes the seat next to her.

"You've got to be kidding me." Anna groans. She never thought she'd be upset about a good looking guy being in every class she had except two. But, he was as annoying as he was handsome. Normally, she would have appreciated his flirty nature, but she was in a bad mood today and he couldn't seem to catch a hint.

"We left our projects off on Friday with Mr. Gaynor so today we will pick up with Miss Geller." Ms. Ness looks over at Paris.

"I don't have my project." She stood up to say, making a lot of the students look at her in shock.

"Miss Geller, did you have sufficient time to complete your project?" She asked.

"Yes." She nods. Anna was surprised that she didn't throw Rory under the bus.

"And yet you don't have it done?" She asked the follow-up question.

"No." Paris looked down at her feet.

"Alright, you will receive an incomplete for this project." She told her.

Rory not being able to take the guilty anymore stood up. "It's my fault."

"Who are you?" She only noticed she had a new student now.

"Rory Gilmore. I wrecked her project." She told her.

"Shut up." Paris hissed at her.

The teacher sat down at her desk to look over the attendance list. She knew she was going to have two new students, but she wasn't sure in what class. "I don't have a Rory Gilmore. I have a Lorelai Gilmore and Susanna Gilmore."

"I'm Lorelai. That's Susanna." She points to herself then behind her. Anna throws a wave and wink at the teacher. Ms. Ness let out a sigh. She didn't want a class clown.

"You are Rory and Lorelai Gilmore?" She turned back to Rory.

"Yes. And I wrecked her project. My locker got stuck." She explains.

"Just stay out of this." Paris hisses at her.

"Do you go by Rory or Lorelai?" She asked. Anna had to bite the mechanical pencil that had a crown on the top to stop herself from laughing. She found it funny that the teacher seemed more concerned with what to call her sister than Paris's project.

"Whatever. It's not her fault," She told her.

"I need you to pick one." The teacher told her.

"One what?" She was confused about what topic they were on.

"One name," She clarified.

"Hey you," Susanna giggled.

"Rory," Rory swung her leg back to kick her in the shin. Anna hissed in pain.

"Fine, thank you. Rory, you wrecked Paris' project when?" She put her pencil down after writing the preferred name.

"Just before class," She informed her.

"Very convenient," Ms. Ness rolled her eyes.

"No, I did. Anna, you saw." She turns around to her sister.

"Rory, don't make me help her." She groans, throwing her head back.

"Susanna Gilmore." Rory crossed her arms over her chest and glared at her.

"Fine," She got up and walked to the door. "One second." She put a finger up when she saw Ms. Ness about to ask where she was going. She walked out and grabbed the broken project from the floor to bring it into the class. She walks to the front of Ms. Ness's desk and put it down. "Ms. Ness, look into my eyes." She put her hands on the desk and leaned over so she was face to face with the older woman. She also was unknowingly giving a view that Tristan and few others in the class appreciated. "I don't like this girl, the last thing I want to do is help her out. But, I live with Rory, so being on her good side is more important than my pettiness. She accidentally bumps into Paris and she drops it." She explains to her.

"Miss Gilmore, since you say you wrecked her project then you may help her fix it. You have until tomorrow." Ms. Ness looks over at Rory. Anna stood up straight, happy that it got fixed and Rory wouldn't have felt guilty anymore.

"Fine," Rory nodded, happy with the outcome too.

"No!" Paris yells.

"Why not?" Rory looked over at the girl.

"I don't want your help." She glares.

"But I don't mind doing it." Rory pushed on.

"Stay out of this." Paris all but bit her head off.

"What's wrong with you? I'm trying to help." She finally yells back at the stubborn girl.

"Oh my god, next time we let her rot." Anna groans.

"Ladies, enough. If you don't want Miss Gilmore's help, then you may have until tomorrow. If it's not done, you will receive an incomplete. Is that understood?"Ms. Ness wanted her class under control.

"Yes." Paris sat down.

"As long as you're standing, class, we have new students. Say hello to Rory and Susanna Gilmore." She told them.

Everyone muttered a hello except for Tristan who let out a loud, "Hello, Mary. Hello Bobcat."

Rory sat back down and Anna was about to move to go back to her seat when Ms. Ness stopped her. "Oh Miss Gilmore, before you go back to your seat, know that joking around it is not tolerated in my class." She gave Anna a look of warning.

"Because boys don't like funny girls," She said without thinking. Ms. Ness gave her a look of confusion. "Sorry, something someone told me. I'm going back to my seat now." She hurried to her seat before she got herself detention on the first day. She curses Mrs. Kim for being so unintentionally funny.

"So, who told you that?" Tristan leaned over to whisper to her.

"My friend's mom," She told him. She learned her lesson in Trig that ignoring him made him more annoying. He sat behind her in that class and he almost ruined her perfect hair when he pulled on her rubber band.

"Boy may not like funny girls, but men do." He licks his lips.

"Well, then I'll keep an eye out for a man at this school. Haven't seen any yet?" She turned her attention back to the teacher. Tristan huffs in annoyance. Paris who heard everything was cursing the Gilmore girls to hell and back.

Anna raised an eyebrow when Rory passed Paris a note, only for the girl to ball it up and throw it on the ground. "You won't even pass notes with me." She leaned forward to hiss in her sister's ear. Rory waved her hand to swat her away. Anna leaned back pouting in her seat.

"The Romanists have, with great adroitness drawn three walls around themselves with which they have hitherto protected themselves so that no one could reform them, whereby Christendom has fallen terribly. Who said this?" The teacher asked.

Paris answers, "Martin Luther."

"Very good," She complimented Paris, who beams with pride. "Miss Gilmore, and what year did Martin Luther address the Christian nobility?" She looked over at her sister.

"1520." She answered with no hesitance making Anna pat her on the back.

"Very good, Miss Gilmore," Ms. Ness wipes the pride off Paris's face to Anna's amusement. The bell rang, "Until next time, class."

Paris got up and stood in front of Rory's desk. "Stay out of my way. I will make this school a living hell for you."

"Hey Malfoy," Anna turns to her classmate that just got up from his seat.

"Yes, Bobcat," He smiles down at her.

"Is the offer to study with you still good?" She felt giddy from the holes that Paris was burning into the side of her head.

He looked between her and Paris. He never thought the girl who was not so secretly pining over him would have helped him get a date. "Of course," He nods with a full-blown smile. He walked over to her before she could change her mind and wrote his number on a blank paper she had on her desk. "Now your number," He rips the paper in half. She wrote down the number to the cell phone that she and Rory shared. He put it in his pocket. At some point Paris stomped out of the classroom, not wanting to watch any longer.

"See you tomorrow, Bobcat. You too, Mary," He blew Anna a kiss before pointing a finger at Rory before walking out.

"The name is Rory." She mutters. "Are you really going on a study date with that guy?" She asks her sister as she gathers her stuff.

"Why not, he's cute?" Anna shrugs, collecting her things also.

"He's a jackass. You grumbled about how annoying he is after every class." Rory stood up and put her backpack on.

"Rory, you should know by now that bantering is my flirting. He's handsome and if making out with him pisses off Paris then it's a win, win," She zipped and buttoned up her bag before putting it on. If the headmaster didn't put her in such a shitty mood then she would have enjoyed the bantering that Tristan provided.

"Alright, but be careful and tell me if he actually has anything useful to say." Rory got her to promise.

They stop by their lockers to grab the things they would need before hurrying out of the school.

Their mom was never a more welcoming sight. "Hey you," She said.

Her daughters drop their bags to pull her into a tight hug. "So, this whole plaid-skirt thing, my idea?" Rory said.

"My day sucked, too," Lorelai told them.

"Promise?" Anna squeezed tighter.

"I swear on my mother's life." She thought back on her day.

"Somehow that doesn't hold much water." Anna let go, giggling.

"Not yet," Rory said when her mother tried to pull away.

"Still hugging," She latches back on to her. "So, I brought us some coffee." She told them. Hearing that Anna grabs her bag off the ground and hurries to the Jeep. She grabbed her coffee from the cup holder in the front and got into the back. It was her spot, being that she liked to stretch her legs on the empty seats next to her.

"It was just one big, long scary, tweedy, bad eight hours." Rory got into the passenger seat.

"Add some hair spray, and you've got my day." Lorelai got into the driver's seat.

"One of the girls already hates me. The guys are weird." Rory complains.

"Screw her," Anna grumbles from the back.

"Weirder than other guys?" Her mom turns to her.

"Yeah, they kept calling me Mary." She explains.

"You're kidding me. Wow, I can't believe they still say that." Lorelai was amazed by how something never changes.

"Why? What does it mean?" Rory asks.

"Mary likes the Virgin Mary, it means they think you look like a goody-goody." She told them. Anna snorted what a lame joke.

"You're kidding." Rory was having the same thought as her sister.

"No." Lorelei shook her head.

"What would they have called me if they thought I looked like a slut?" Rory wanted to know the other slang words used in this school.

"They might have added a Magdalene to it." She shrugs.

"Biblical insults, this is an advanced school." She nodded in amazement at the different world they seem to be in now. Lorelai smiled, happy to see that her spirits were lifted. She turned on the car and started the drive back to Stars Hollow.

"Did anything good happen?" She asks.

"Anna got a date." Rory points back to her sister.

"What?" Lorelai jaw drops.

"They have cute pet names for each other and everything." She giggled at her sister's glum face.

"I don't know that Malfoy and Bobcat are cute pet names but whatever." She rolled her eyes.

"Tell me about him." Her mom bounced in excitement.

"It's just a study date. I'm only going to piss off this girl that has it in for Rory. But, he is handsome." She told her mother

"Oh, tell me more." She pushed on. Anna sighs before going into more detail about the guy.


Rory, Lorelai, Anna, and Lane were walking around town. "It was so weird not having you guys in school today. I mean, I finally noticed some of the other kids. Let me just say they are a sad lot." Lane looked over at her two friends.

"Yeah? Add a couple of plaid skirts, and you've got the Chilton freaks." Rory told her.

"It is filled with psychos," Anna told her as she thought about Paris and two pretty goons.

"I totally miss you guys." She pouts.

"I miss you too." Anna and Rory pout back.

"Guys, I have an idea. What about, on Tuesdays and Thursdays when I go to Hartford for my business class what if Lane comes along and you guys can shop and study and join a cult and shave your heads?" Lorelai suggested, wanting her girls to keep a close relationship with Lane.

"Really?" Lane was excited for some time away from her mother's watchful eye.

"All except the shaving your heads part," She took a sip from her coffee.

"Well as long as the cult is still on the table." Anna snickers.

"Oh, no. What time is it?" Lane grabbed Rory's hand to look at her watch. "I'm late for dinner."

"Again? Lane, your mother is going to kill me if I keep sending you home fed and happy." Lorelai sighs. There was a small part of her that was scared of the small Asian lady.

"I'm sorry. But she found a website that sells tofu in bulk." Lane took off the pink foxy jacket that her mom wouldn't allow her to wear and hand it to Anna. She tied it around her waist.

"You're kidding, right?" Lorelai asks.

"When are you two going to learn that the beauty of Mrs. Kim is that she never kidding?" Anna shook her head at them. They didn't appreciate her like she did. Tofu was good if you soak it in the right sauce, but Mrs. Kim didn't soak or season it.

"Yesterday, she went out and bought a bigger fridge." She told them.

"Boy, honey, your life is scary." Lorelai felt bad for the girl.

"Can I have your crust?" She points to the pizza crust in Rory's hand.

"It's the least I can do." She gave it to her.

"Thanks. Bye." Lane took it and ran off.

"A pizza for your thoughts," Lorelai stands Rory the slice she had in her hands.

"I wish I could figure out a way to get Paris off my back." Rory took it.

"I gave you my suggestions." Anna reminds her.

"All those ideas would get me expelled." Rory rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, angry chicks are the worst. When I was in high school, I had a Paris." Lorelai told them.

"How'd you get rid of her?" Rory looks over at her mother. Anna did too. She never knew her mother had a bully.

"I got pregnant and dropped out." She sighs, knowing that it wasn't going to be any help.

"What if I learn how to French braid her hair?" Rory shrugs. Anna snickers, knowing that Paris would explode if Rory so much as touched a strand of her hair.

"Even better. Sweetie, you can't let those kids get you down." She grabbed her daughter's arm to comfort her.

"I know." She nods. Rory wasn't going to let some rude teens stop her from getting her dream education.

"Do you want me to talk to anybody? A parent, a teacher, a big guy named Moose?" Lorelai said it like a joke, but she was completely serious.

"I'll just figure it out for myself," Rory promised.

Anna giggled making her mom and sister turn to her. "What?" Her mom asks.

"I was thinking about the way Paris' face looked when Rory beat her to that Martin Luther question." She told her.

"That's good?" She asks.

"Fourteen shades of purple." She patted her sister on the back.

"Cool." Her mom nods in approval.

"Tomorrow I'm shooting for 15." Rory smiles at them.

"Make sure it's in a class we share," Anna told her.

"What do you think of Luke?" Lorelai looks into Luke's. The man in question was writing down an order.

"What do you mean?" Anna asked. Was she asking in general or about his outfit?

"I mean, do you think he's cute?" She smiles at her daughters.

"No. No ways," They both shook their heads and grabbed her to pull her away.

"No way, what?" She pulled herself free when they were down the block from the best restaurant in town.

"You cannot date Luke," Rory told her.

"Yeah, that's my boss." Anna shook her head.

"I said nothing about dating Luke." Lorelai denies ever thinking about it.

"If you date him, you'll break up and we'll never be able to eat there again," Rory explained to her the seriousness of the situation.

"Don't make me lose one of my cooking mentors." When the headmaster asked her who she wanted to be, she wanted to say Luke Dane, but she didn't want to explain who that was to the old man. If he insults Luke, she would be back at Stars Hollow High for cursing him out.

"I repeat, I said nothing about dating Luke." She reminds them.

"Date Al from Pancake World, his food stinks," Rory suggested. Anna nod, eagerly

"I cannot believe what I'm hearing. Al's food does not stink, Al stinks." Lorelai corrected them.


I know Mr. Remmy was teaching literature in this episode, but Max is later introduced as an English professor. I didn't think she would be taking two English classes in high school. The one thing about Gilmore Girls is that most of the plot holes are easy to fix.