Okay, another new fic out…
Since sports is practically my religion, I'm going to have Rory quite fond of sports in this fic.
Chapter 1: Intro
Rory Gilmore's seventeenth birthday had come and passed, and her grandparents had given her a gift that she couldn't appreciate more. It was a four wheel drive, tough and steady, and although it wasn't a pretty sight compared to the more compact and sleek BMWs and Mercedes on offer, she still loved it. It was black, a contrast from her mother's white one and it had a V8 engine that purred like a baby. It also meant that she could send the car that her ex-boyfriend Dean Forester had given her to the scrap metal yard. She kept the four wheel drive in top shape and loved to show it off.
Rory jumped out of the car and got out her canvas bags that contained her necessities for the rest of the summer. She hoped she had packed everything. She walked into the conference room, and saw that she was early. Only Linda and Andrew, the owners of this establishment were there, getting ready the clipboards and lists for the counselors. Linda and her were second cousins or something like that. She smiled as she saw them work with each other. They were perfect, always having disagreements, but also giving in once in a while. They have been married for over 20 years. She saw them as one of the best examples of a couple around.
She cleared her throat, and they turned around to look at her. Linda's jaw dropped in surprise.
"Is that you, Rory dear?"
Rory smiled. "Same old me."
Andrew grinned. "You look different… you grew your hair out didn't you?"
Rory bit her lip. "Does it look okay?"
Linda engulfed her in a huge bear hug. "You look so pretty I barely recognize you. The last time we saw you was what… 5 years ago? You were all skin and bones then."
Rory blushed gracefully. "Thanks for allowing me to be a counselor here. It'd look good on my college application."
Linda shook her head. "That's all you youngsters care about nowadays. Does my bum look big in this? Does this shade of pink suit me?"
Rory's eyebrow quirked. "Okay. Who are the other counselors then?"
Linda laughed. "There are ten counselors altogether, but that's all that you're going to get out of me. They're all going to arrive here today. Go unpack now, you know that you're in charge of Cabin G5, right?"
"Yeah. Might as well."
She went out the back, and saw someone picking up some wood and dumping it in a pile on the floor. He was of average height, and had muscles that rippled nicely each time he moved. He was dressed only in a tight black t-shirt and shorts. He was quite cute actually, thought Rory, from the back view. She observed him for a while longer. He turned around as he heard something moving and saw Rory staring at him. He smiled widely in recognition.
"Rory?" he said, his voice carrying all the way to where she stood.
Rory's heart fell to the bottom of her feet and bounced up into her throat as she realized exactly who she had been admiring. Jess Mariano, previous bad boy resident of Stars Hollow.
"Jess?" she queried. "What are you doing here?"
Jess smiled. "I'm a counselor."
"What?" Rory was beyond disbelief. The last time she saw Jess was when she had went to New York to see him, and that was it. They didn't exactly lose touch as they did exchange greeting cards during the holiday seasons, but she had no idea that he was going to be here. If she did, she wondered whether she'd still want to be a counselor or not.
Jess put down the pile of wood he was carrying and brushed his hands off on his shorts. He walked over to her, and gave her a comfortable hug. "Never thought you'd see the day when Jess Mariano was counselor, eh?"
Rory grinned. "That's right."
He stepped back and looked her over. Jess shrugged. "Just thought it'd be fun. Besides, they needed a martial arts instructor and since I have a black belt in Karate, I signed up."
"Oh," she paused. "How have you been?"
Jess shrugged. "New York will always be New York, but I needed a fresh change of scenery. Can't get any better than the great outdoors, right?"
Rory smiled. "Yeah, I love it here. It's so peaceful and rejuvenating." She paused. "It's nice to see you. I better unpack then."
Jess nodded and cocked his head. "See you around."
Rory went to the cabin that was labelled G5 and unpacked. There were two bunk beds and one single twin bed that she figured was hers. So that meant that she would have four happy campers under her surveillance. She hoped that they'd be nice and easy to manage. She looked for her journal, but couldn't find it in any of her luggage. She'd probably left it in her car. She went to the car park and unlocked her car, just in time to hear someone else driving in. She turned her head around and saw a low slung Mercedes drive in. It was red as a ripe tomato, and couldn't possibly seat more than two people at a time. It also screamed out 'big bucks'.
She waited patiently for the owner to come out of the car, wanting to greet him or her since they were probably a counselor in the camp as well. However, when she saw the person who stepped out of the car, she wished for her to stuff herself back in the car and drive away. This one person had once been the bane of her existence, always knocking her for something that wasn't her fault. She frowned to herself, debating whether or not she should say hello to her, but decided that she had better. After all, she was going to have to work alongside her for two whole months.
She walked towards the girl, taking short steps as she did so. The girl had walked to the boot of her car and was in the process of taking out her luggage when she greeted her.
"Hi Paris," she muttered.
Paris swung around abruptly and stared at her. "What are you doing here?"
Rory shrugged. "Probably the same thing you are."
Paris frowned. "This is just great. Not only do I have to spend time around little Hicks, but I also have to spend time with you."
"It can't be that bad," said Rory. "Besides, we could be friends, you know?"
Paris sighed. "Fine." She stuck out her hand and the two of them shook on it.
"You're a counselor, I take it?" asked Paris.
Rory nodded. "Yeah."
Paris took out her last bag and slammed the boot down. "What are you going to be in charge of during the daytime? I'm taking the drama class."
"Oh. I'm doing art, you know a little bit of pottery and painting…"
Paris cocked an eyebrow. "I didn't know you took art."
Rory laughed. "I don't. But I don't mind it, it's fun. I like getting messy and I'm quite good at pottery." She paused. "I'm counselor of Cabin G5, what about you?"
Paris nodded. "Right. I'm counselor of Cabin G3. I had better unpack now. See you later."
Rory said goodbye, and walked away, the journal tucked under her arm.
She went to the conference room and confronted Linda.
"All right. Do you have something against me or are you just plain lucky?" she asked.
Linda turned around in surprise. "Rory? I thought you're unpacking."
"I already did. Now, back to my original question. I've met two out of the nine counselors that are going to be working with me and guess what? One of them goes to Chilton with me whilst the other one used to live in Stars Hollow."
Linda chortled. "Are you serious?"
Rory frowned. "There's nothing funny about this, as far as I can see."
Linda shrugged. "I seriously did not know that you know them." She looked behind Rory and pointed. "There's another counselor. Maybe you know this one too."
Rory turned around, and her jaw dropped open in surprise.
To be continued…
Listen up, folks! I haven't decided whether I want to make this a trory or a literati, so that's where you come in. Vote for your favourite couple, and I'll tally them up. SO REVIEW!
There won't be any clear coupling until the 4th chapter or so, but there will be elements of both!