Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or anything pertaining to it. If I did, Logan would belong to me.

AN: This is the real first chapter. The other was just a summary of where I kinda want to go with this story. If you like it, let me know, if you don't, let me know. This is my first time writing anything like this, so I hope its okay for people to read.

Chapter 1:

Rory just arrived on the Yale campus for her second year of college. She looks around and takes a deep breath and smiles. Remembering why she loves school to begin with. She is walking to her dorm and is directing the movers where to go with the sofa her grandmother insisted that she have.

"Careful. If you stain that, my grandmother will hunt you down and kill you. I wish I was kidding. I'll get the door." She tells them, with a slight grimace. As she is going to unlock her door, Marty sees her.

"Rory, hey." Marty says, with a smile on his face.

"Marty, hi. It's nice to see you. Are you living here this year?" She asks, as she gives him a small hug.

Marty hugs her a little longer than she wanted him to, but Rory didn't want to outwardly show that she was uncomfortable.

"Yeah, I am living here." Marty states, looking around the hall, before locking his eyes back on her.

"That's great. I am too. Hang on, I need to let these guys in. How was your summer?" She asks him, with a smile remembering just how eventful her summer was. Marty notices a far away look in her eye and wonders what she is thinking about.

*Flashback*

She was sitting at a cafe in Italy, enjoying her afternoon coffee and a book that she always keeps with her. She had noticed him the first day that she had been to the cafe, but never approached him. Every day she went back around the same time, hoping that she would see the mysterious blond guy. He finally approached her after about 4 days.

"Hi, do you mind if I sit here?" The mysterious blond guy asked her.

"No, not at all." She says as she looks to him as he takes a seat.

"I have noticed you come her for the past few days..." He starts...

"What have you been gathering information to stalk me or something?" She cuts him off, with a glint in her eye and a tease in her voice.

He notices the teasing tone in her voice and sees that glint in her beautiful blue eyes and starts laughing. That was just the beginning of what would probably be the summer they will never forget.

*End of Flashback*

"I met Nicole Richie, and then spent the next six weeks showering." He said, a little uncomfortable.

Rory holds a door open for the movers to get the sofa to her dorm. She tells them that its open. One of the movers tried the door, but tells her that its locked.

"That's weird, I figured that I would beat Paris here. Sorry. Let me get that for you." As she unlocks the door for them.

Marty followers her in and looks around the room, "Nice room. Maybe she is just late."

"Paris is never late." She states as she dials Paris' cell number, "Paris, hey, where are you?"

"Rory, hi." Paris says in a somber tone.

Rory notices the tone, "Are you okay? You sound a little off."

"Asher's dead." Paris says, sounding sad and defeated.

"Oh. Paris, I am sorry. How?" Rory asks, her voice full of concern for her friend.

"Heart attack. It was quick." Paris says, sounding even sadder.

"I'm sorry. It...um...wasn't dur" She is cut off as her call waiting beeps in, she sees who is calling her and a smile instantly forms on her face, "Paris, that's my call waiting, I need to take this call. I will call you later and find out more okay?"

"Okay. I will give you details later. Bye." Paris says, and Rory quickly switches to her other line.

"Hey, you, where are you?" She asks the mystery caller. Marty watches her as she walks over to the window in her room and places her hand on a necklace that he just notices that she is wearing.

"Hey, Ace, I just got on campus. What about you?" The caller asks, as she smiles at his nickname for her.

*Flashback*

After the tension was broken that first day. They would always meet back up at the same time, and at the same cafe. She found out his name was Logan and he was traveling around Europe before school started back. She told him that she was escaping her life back home. They enjoyed their time together and found out that they had a lot of things in common.

She told him about her love for journalism, she even told him about the story she wrote in high school about repaving the parking lot. After that day he started calling her "Ace", she was an ace reporter and he believed that she would be able to make it in the journalism world. They continued on with their plans of meeting everyday at the same time. Logan thought she was the most beautiful, intelligent, witty, and amazing girl he had ever met. He knew she was different and decided on their last day in Italy that she was just the type of girl he needed to get his life back on track. He asked her for her number and asked if it was okay if he met up with her on her next destination. She agreed, knowing that she wanted to get to know more about him. She thought that he was a smart, handsome guy, that would be able to keep up with her wittiness and her quirks. She was happy that he asked for her number and she couldn't wait until she would be able to see him at the next destination.

*End of Flashback*

"I am at my dorm. The movers just brought in the sofa, my grandmother insisted that I have. I also ran into Marty in the hall." She says excited to hear from him, even though they talked to each other as she was driving to campus that day.

"Naked Guy? What dorm are you in?" Logan asks, so that he can come visit her later.

"Yes," She says with a laugh, "I am in Branford, room 101." She tells him, wondering just how long it will be before she sees him.

"Great location, Ace. At least your room is not on the second floor. I think I will be able to climb in your window when I need to." Logan says with a laugh and she can tell that he is smirking.

She lets out a big laugh, "Still haven't given up your Romeo complex have you? And stop smirking." She says, trying to scold him but laughs anyway.

Logan laughs at the fact that she knew that he was smirking when he said that, "Okay, Ace, I am going to let you know and get back to visiting with Marty. I'm in Berkeley, room 216. I will talk to you later, Coffee and Scotch, Ace, Coffee and Scotch." He tells her, their own little version of 'I love you' when people are around, and hangs up.

AN2: This is the first real chapter. What do you think? Should I continue? Read and Review. Thanks.