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2nd Floor Common Room, Thursday Afternoon

Logan was in the kitchen. Cooking. Because when you were in a kitchen, working with a blender, you could call it cooking. Even if the result was more beverage-y than food-y. It was practically summer, anyway. Perfect time for a cold iced drink. With tequila.

The television was playing "Annie".

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"Hi," Rory said with a small smile. "I'm Rory. Guessing you're new?"

"Yup." He scooped up his soccer ball and started bouncing it off his head. "I'm guessing you're not?"

"Nope. I've been here since September," she replied, grinning.

"Aha. Wise and experienced student, not newbie." He sauntered cheerfully over and stuck his hand out. "Nice to meetcha, Rory. I'm Conner."

She shook his hand. "Likewise. What brings you to Fandom?"

"Originally? A shot at finding someplace a little more normal than my town, but from what I hear so far, that's not happening. Also, Doctor Oliver."

"Dr. Smart Glasses!" Rory exclaimed, and then blushed a little. "We have a Dr. Oliver here. He teaches Paleontology and Drivers' Ed."

Conner burst out laughing. "They let him teach Driver's Ed now? Oh, man."

He shut his eyes and shook with silent laughter for a few seconds over the phrase 'Dr. Smart Glasses' before he managed to recover himself. "He's the guy who told me about this place. He was my science teacher back at Reefside High, and sort of a mentor too. So when my high school lost a whole year of my transcripts, I thought maybe I'd give a try here."

"He's a very good teacher," Rory said with a small smile, still blushing. "I really liked his class. Where's, um, Reefside?"

"Just off the coast of California ~~somewhere vague that looks amazingly like New Zealand~~," Conner said. "And yeah, Doctor O's great."

Rory only barely managed not to say that Dr. O is a hottie.

Barely.

"Northern or Southern California?" she asked instead.

"Uh," Conner said. "Northern, I guess."

And he recognized that "Dr. O is a hottie" look on Rory's face, oh yes he did. He'd seen enough girls wearing it in the science classroom.

"I'm from Connecticut. Never been to California. I suspect I'd turn bright red just being there," Rory said pensively.

"I like red. Red's a good color," Conner said as he began kicking his soccer ball around a bit.

He blinked. "But not on you. I mean, in that sunburn way."

"Red's a fine color," Rory said slowly. "But I kind of like being glow-in-the-dark white for now."

"So, Connecticut, huh?" asked Conner before he could say something else that would only end in massive embarrassment. "More or less weird than this place?"

"Much, much less. No dragons or vampires in Connecticut," Rory said, laughing.

"No dragons or vampires in Reefside, either," Conner said, laughing. "Just aliens, robots, and cloned dinosaurs."

"...see, we didn't have those, either," Rory said slowly.

"Lucky you," Conner told her, kicking the soccer ball up and tossing it at her, just to see if she'd catch it.

It bounced off her forehead and landed neatly in her hands. "I'm not good at catching things," Rory said, stating the obvious.

Conner winced. "Sorry about that. That's two nights in a row I've hit cute girls with that thing. Must be a sign I need more practice."

Rory blushed. "Not a problem," she said, gently tossing the ball back. "Gilmores are hard-headed anyway."

"Good to know. Cally was pretty nice about it too."

Something occurred to Conner, and he looked a bit troubled. "Oh man, I wonder if she told Anders about that. He's not the type who's going to come and try to punch me out for it, is he?"

"...probably," Rory said slowly.

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