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SEVEN / CINNAMON'S WAKE

Delight danced across as Kit's face as they sat at the immaculate table, the duck they were having was particularly delicious. The conversation had turned from how was school' to Nazis and that when Kit stopped paying attention to the blue nail polish she'd only been wearing on the weekends. Chilton did have a strict dress code, even though she'd seen a few upperclassman bend those rules daily. Kit was still the new girl and she didn't want to cause any more unwanted attention between Paris and her minions, Tristan the village idiot and Rory's audition for America's most crazed student the school was feeling crowded.

"Oh wait - Rudolph Gottfried." Their grandmother said.

"Another cousin?"

"No, a Nazi that we knew. I'd forgotten. We stayed with him once in Munich. Nice old man. Interesting stories."

Taking a sip of lemonade to stop herself from chocking at her Grandmothers comment, she took another to stop herself from outright laughing as she noticed the glint in her eye.

"Mom you socialized with a Nazi? That's despicable! That's heinous!" "No, dear, that was a joke." She smirked causing the twins to chuckle.

Kit could hear Rory before she entered the kitchen messenger bag slung across her shoulder.

"All of the parents pitch in so this is really really important. You know that, right?" Rory screeched.

"Your sister isn't freaking out.." she said as Kit grabbed a cup of coffee. "Why aren't you freaking out sweetheart"

"Because you can't bake!" She said taking a seat next to her mother, wondering why her sister was playing Rancid this early in the morning.

"You see one of the perks of having a mother who runs an inn is that it comes with a brilliant chef who makes the best sugar cookies."

"Smart child..," she said to Kit before turning to Rory.

"I try"

"I have it covered! Get your stuff and hit the stereo - we're late."

"It's not me." He sister said crossing the kitten to her bedroom. Opening the Gilmore saw a small Korean dancing.

"Where does your mother think you are?" Lorelai asked as Kit grabbed her blue peacoat, thanking God it was Tuesday so she didn't need Cello as much as she loved it lugging it to and from on a bus was becoming challenging.

"Oh, on a park bench contemplating the reunification of the two Koreas." Lane said. Their small best friend had been working her way through the catalogue of rock since 6th grade when she heard Metallica for the first time. If it wasn't for Lane Kit never would have found her love for Blondie, she would have stuck with Bach or YoYo Ma.

"So not skanking to Rancid?" Kit smirked.

"Wouldn't be included."

"School!" Their mother called out.

Saying their goodbyes to Lane as she ran off towards Stars Hollow High, they themselves ran into their neighbours Babette and Morey walked by pushing their cat in a carriage which honestly wasn't the strangest thing she'd seen them do it should have been though she sure of it.

"Wow, Cinnamon, riding in style," Rory commented while Kit just whistled along.

"Yeah, Morey made it. Cinnamon's not walking well these days but she still likes her passeggiatas. That's Italian for 'a nice walk.'" She short woman said of her overtly tall husband.

"Passeggiata," Morey said rolling his tongue in an Italian accent.

"Oh God, he makes it sound so sexy." Rory and Kit shared a look the couple was truly adorable.

"Come on."

"What's that?" Their mother asked pointing to the enclosed space in the gold covered wagon.

"Oh, it's Cinnamon's private area." She told them as if it was obvious.

"Sometimes she likes to be alone. She's just like Morey in that sense." She said before turning to her husband and asking.

"Say passaggiata again."

"I can't do it on command, Babs." He says, shades on cool as anything.

"Oh, he's blushin'. God, I love a man that blushes!" She says before they walked away pulling their cat in a wagon behind them.

"I love them" Kit smiled before kissing her mother goodbye.

"Okay, our town is just weird," Rory commented.

"Thank God."

"Bye," the girls said.

"Bye"

"I'll see you later at school," Rory said her voice a touch higher in her worried state.

"For what?" Joked their mother acting as if she didn't know what her sister was talking about.

"Mom, the bake sale!" Rory yelled, her eyes wide, her forehead creased.

"Ha! I got the vein in the forehead. Whoo!"

"Sadist," Rory called after her. Readjusting her bag, Kit grabbed hold of her sister's shoulders, pulling her towards their destination.

"Come on you little worrier or we're going to miss the bus." Her sister turned her, frowning before saying

"That's not funny!"

It took the twins about 45 minutes to get to Hartford from Stars Hollow. Seating on the bench at the bus stop Rory was reading one of the 3 books she always carried with her while Kit was nearing the end of Crime and Punishment, the Russian edition was a lot easier to read that she'd thought once she got into it, she did have to stop herself from skimming some of the longer passages but Dostoyevsky was beautiful in its original language. When the bus arrived the twins got on usually Kit stood up in order to lean against her cello but today she sat next to her sister, lucky the bus wasn't too crowded.

"Hey."

"Yблюдок" Bastard. "Aah! Morning." The twins yelled at the boy behind them.

"Good book?" He asked

"Sure"

"I don't know yet," Rory told him, Kit smiled at her sister as she blushed a little.

"I saw you standing in line so I thought I'd say hello."

"Hello," Rory said sheepishly.

"Hi, I'm Kit," she said offering him her hand over her seat which he shook "This is my twin sister Rory, which I'm sure you knew."

Rory was holding her bag tightly, not looking at either her sister or the boy.

"Yeah."

The conversation paused as the bus started to move, Kit watched as Rory blushing reached her ears.

"So how do you know Rory..?" Kit asked turning to face him. "Wait what's, what's your name?"

"Dean." He answered looking back at Rory who had yet to move.

"Oh, she helped me get a job at the store. I mean it's not a career or anything but it's got me solvent."

"Solvent's good." Rory finally added.

"Your the new boy" Kit said, not quite meaning it to come out as an accusation.

"Yeah, uh, are you always this serious?" He asked Rory, Kit smiled as she returned to her book.

"No" "Yes" she muttered under her breath.

"So, uh, how long does it take you to get to school?" He asked.

"Um...forty minutes if the bus driver's focused but longer if he's trying to win something on the radio," Rory said.

"Hey, this bus is going to Hartford!" she yelled.

"Yeah, I know."

"But you go to school here. You have to get off the bus!" Rory began to panic before calling out to the driver "Hey, he has to get off the bus!"

"Wait. You're forgetting something." He said leaning closer to her.

"Buses make stops. Good-bye Lorelai Gilmore." And with the cute boy in the leather jacket got off the bus.

"Oh god." Kit said unable to contain her smile. "You like him."

"No, I don't," She told her twin, shaking her head with a smile that was about to reach her eyes.

"You do, you did before.. you were all... I don't wanna got to Chilton, who needs read books when I can stare his cute face all day" she impersonated, as poked and prodded her sister's sides.

"I did not," Rory told her sister firm, blushing a little more than Kit had ever seen as she smoothed out her school uniform.

"He cute.." Kit told her trying back to Dostoyevsky "...he obviously likes you." Which caused the sides of her sister's smile to increase.

The school day passed relatively fast and before they knew it was bake sale time. Kit was a little surprised when she found out a school like Chilton was going to have a bake sale. The courtyard was littered with tables with a variety of different selection of cakes on them.

"OK- we've got our French fantasies" Sookie started "American treats and our Italian taste sensations. Well, what do you think?"

"Amazing."

"Brilliant"

"Incredible." The Gilmore girls commented.

"It is good, isn't it? Well, final touch." She smiled pulling out a blow torch to light the swan-shaped dessert on fire.

"Oh, can I do that?" Rory asked

"Whoa, honey, this is a more delicate procedure than you might think, OK?" Sookie told her lighting the torch.

"Ok" she replied, while Kit went in search of something with peanut butter in it.

"It takes an expert hand." she heard Sookie say as she turned around, walking backward a voice behind her called.

"Is that your mother"

"Eh, the one pouring lemonade on the desserts.." she said looking towards her mother and Sookie.

"Yeah that my mom.."

"So are your parents here?" She asked the shorter girl.

"No.. my father is in London and my mum lives in Chicago," Hazel told her. Kit and Hazel had become friends over the last couple of weeks. They only had one class together but it was nice having a companion in the orchestra.

"So. Are home alone?" Kit asked her as they walked past tables filled with deserts that didn't quite look homemade.

"No my brothers with me." Kit paused.

"You have a brother." She asked looking around.

"No... he doesn't go here. He has been kicked out of a few too many schools to go here." She told her.

"Oh... is he your only brother?" Kit asked. Once they found a table with what seemed to be peanut butter brownies, Kit brought three and one for Hazel.

"Yes.. we have same parents but I have 4 half sisters and a step-sister."

"Wow." Kit said.

"Yeah, my parents are worse than Ross Geller when it comes to marriage."

"That's good... or not" Kit said handing her a brownie.

"My mum has a set of twins."

"Really."

"They're identical though... so they have this whole creepy shinning thing going on." The freckled girl told her, playing with the bracelets stacked on her wrist, her shirt sleeves pulled up the elbow.

"We've done that.. it was fun.. well not fun but we got to scare Kirk." She said as they laughed their way back to her sister, Sookie and her mother.

"Whose Kirk?"

"He's.. unexplainable."

Lying across her bed, listening to Beethoven's Cello Sonata no. 3 she was putting off her chemistry homework. The afternoon light dancing across her bedroom floor, when Rory burst through the door. Kit sat up rapidly and shot her she looked at her with confusion.

"I brought a lettuce."

"Rad"

Kit blinked twice and was about to asked her sister why she brought a head of lettuce with such urgency when they heard a siren coming up the drive. The twins shared a looked before they raced to the window, trying not to disturb the small plant she kept there, as they opened it to get a better look. Out the window, a van from the Stars Hollow veterinarian clinic pulls up next door.

"Go get mum she's at Luke's." Kit asked her.

Inside Babette's house, Cinnamon's body lay covered with a sheet while the vet examined her. She had just finished when Rory and Lorelai arrived Kit was sitting with Morey.

"Oh, Lorelai. Rory Come in, come in." The small blonde told her mother as she adhered them inside.

"She's gone. Cinnamon's gone."

"I'm so sorry."

"Is there anything we can do for you, Morey?" Kit asked trying to comfort the fellow musician as Rory sat next to her.

"This is life, Girls," he told them "It breaks your heart." The girls both hugged him while Babette told them what happened to Cinnamon.

"She looked like she was sleeping. I thought she was asleep so I nudged her and she didn't wake." She told them getting more and more upset.

"I gave her a push and she rolled off the couch and since I waxed the floor she went shootin' across the room and then she knocked over the lamp and she still didn't move. I knew it was over." When she cried "Oh, God, my baby." Lorelai hugged her to comfort her.

"Tell me it wasn't the -." He started before clamming up with grief.

"Oh, Morey, don't do this to yourself. He thinks it was the clams."

"She saw me eating them and she gave me that 'hey, man, what's up?' look and -."

"It wasn't the clams. Morey, in human years this cat was 260 years old." The vet told them.

"That's a good, long life." Their mother told them

"Listen, why don't you let me take her out to the van and then I'll get out of your way." The vet suggested.

"Oh, no, stay," she said before turning to the rest of them

"All of you, please stay. Cinnamon would want you here.

"We'll stay as long as you want," Rory said.

"I'll never eat clams again."

"Me either." The twins said.

A funeral for a cat may not seem that strange, if you are eight and have need to say goodbye to your first pet but its more often than not a private affair in the backyard next to the oak tree, however in a town such as Stars Hollow with a Cat like cinnamon a wake is required. The Gilmore twins were trying to keep themselves occupied while their mothers organise ed greeting the mourners, calling both Luke and Sookie and comforting Babette. Kit was trying very hard not to think about the chemistry homework she had put off in favour of relaxation. What a stupid teenage mistake because you never know when your neighbour's cat will die, and you'll have to put it off in favour of a wake for said cat. She wondered briefly if 'my neighbour's cat died" was on the same par as 'my dog ate my homework. How did that phrase even start, Kit wondered who was the first to start it, was it a movie or a book. She swore to look it up later as she's pulled out of her thoughts by Lane who said

"They said that they rolled her body into a lamp." as they walked through Babette barn style house, Kit pursed her lips as Rory nodded in answer.

"Did you laugh?" Kit had to concentrate on not laughing at this moment, it not that she thought it was funny, Its just tragedy plus time equals comedy and one day this will be funny, probably sooner rather than later. Her mother had a terrible track record with pets including two hamsters and a turtle. How she killed a turtle Kit will never know. Rory being far more polite than her sister just shook her head at her best friend.

"Did you want to?" Kit sniggered at her, her hand quickly finding her mouth as she composed herself, Rory gave her a sharp look only for it fall into a smile as she nodded yes.

"But it's sad," Rory told them, as they walked into the living room.

"Yeah, it's sad."

"So sad." Kit said.

She lost Rory in the crowd of people, after a short conversations in which miss Patty informed her that birthday kissed are a special kind of magic, and only after Kit promised to always remember that she left the dance teacher in search of her sister and a mug of hot chocolate, if she played her cards right she could have it spiked with peppermint, because it never too early for something festive.

"Do you know him?" she heard her mother ask, Rory's ears flushing in the way they seemed to when leather jacket boy was around. Kit found her mother looking in the direction of the kitchen where he was headed, a creates of soda bottles in his arms.

"No"

"Yes." Kit said joining the conversation, Lorelai looked between her daughters one blushing, one smirking.

"Well, he goes to my old school, so I see him there sometimes," Rory told them quickly.

"but I.. we go to Chilton now." Kit giggled at her sister's misfortune.

"Thanks for the update."

"You're welcome."

When their mother left the leather jacket boy suddenly returned, before Kit could save her sister from her flustered lack of conversational skills, their conversation was over, when he smiled sweetly and said

"Oh, sure, ill see you later."

As she watched her sister watch him leave she pulled on her shoulder and said.

"Okay, we need to make a plan, otherwise that boy is never going to know how many triple word score words you know...I'm thinking step 1. Talking." It wasn't untill she was ready to click her finger in her sister's face that she noticed just what she was staring at, like Rory all words seemed to fail her, as her mother returned. It was Rory who asked.

"Mom? Isn't that -"

"Oh, no."

"That's Mr. Medina." Kit said as she pointed to towards the dark haired man standing on their front porch.

"Tonight's Thursday!"

"You were expecting him." Kit asked looking towards her mother.

"Well, am I in trouble? is Kit. Did the school call or something?" Rory asked just as confused by the sudden appearance of their English teacher.

"No, no you're great. Both of you" Lorelai started. She paused trying to find the words. "I - um - let me just come back in just one second."

"Wait - what's going on?" Rory asked.

"Let me tell you in a minute."

"Tell us now." Kit all but demanded.

"Max is here -"

"Max?... You're calling him Max." Kit staggered.

"Max is here to pick me up."

"Pick you up.." Kit repeated.

"Pick you up for - oh."

"I'm gonna go talk to him real quick and I'm gonna be right back." Both the girls walked inside faces far more appropriate for the occasion.

"Are we alright with this?" Kit asked her sister, as she was being pulled through Babette house and out the other door into the garden, Kit giggled as Rory sat amongst the circle of red-hatted garden gnomes as if she was conducting a meeting of the UN.

"Are we," she answered, Kit let out the breath she was holding and thought about it. Unable to come up with a quick conclusion she too sat down and joined the meeting.

The conversation had been laps with neither teen quite sure how they felt about the possibility of their mother dating their teacher, but more importantly, their mother who shared everything, too much some would say didn't tell them until he was standing right in front of them. In fact. She hadn't told them anything at all. Kit couldn't help but think about all the ways in which this could go wrong, they were new at Chilton, she just wanted to keep her head down and get through this semester not be known as the girl who mother is dating her English teacher.

"Hey." A voice called behind them, Kit watched as Rory jumped, a little startled herself. As soon as she saw who it was, a smile appeared.

"Jeez, you scared me."

"You just keep popping up, don't you." Kit said, as she picked up one of the gnomes, wanting to give them some privacy but now ready to leave the circle just yet.

"Yeah, uh, look. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry."

"For what," Rory asked.

"Well, I've been kind of bugging you lately. Uh, I thought - I don't know." Kit attention was now on the pair of them not they noticed.

"I thought that maybe you liked me. But it's obvious that you're not interested so I just wanted to say that I get it and I'm not gonna bother you anymore."

Rory looked hurt as she glanced at her sister in desperation, Kit eyes widen as she silently told her to say something, anything as he started to walk away.

"Wait! I AM interested," she yelled as she jumped up. Maybe not that Kit thought.

"You are?"

"Yes. I gotta go." And with that Rory bolted towards the house leaving her sister, the boy in the leather jacket and her meeting of gnomes. Putting the gnome who looked like he was named Samson back in his position the tall teen stood up and said to the boy watching her sister leave with a smile on his face.

"She's better when she had the chance to write a second draft."

"Goodnight leather jacket boy."

"Oh! Finally. I've been looking everywhere for you." Lorelai said as she found the girls on the front porch.

"Well, you found us." Kit snipped.

"Listen, I have some explaining to do. OK. Okay." she started.

"So sit down in that tiny little bench and I'm gonna do it right now." the twins looked towards each other and silently agreed to listen to their mother. They squeezed together on the little bench and waited for an explanation.

"That man on the porch was your teacher." she started.

"Fully aware of who he is Mom, we have him for an hour of English, 5 days a week."

"So?" Rory added.

"So - um - he and I were going to sort of hang out together," she told them

"On a date," Rory asked.

"No, on a" Kit raised her eyebrows at her mother

"Something that could appear like a date to the untrained eye."

"You mean like your daughters or the guy at the bank, or to anyone. Really." Kit added, the brand of sarcasm she only reversed for her parents dating choices, their father only slightly worse than their mother when it comes to the length of time their relationships last.

"It was a date." she defeated.

"How long have you been dating him?" Rory asked, her eyebrows doing their 'trying to be as sassy as her sister' thing.

"I haven't. This was gonna be the first time."

"Right." Kit mumbled trying to wrap her head around this.

"And when were you planning on telling us about this - your wedding?" Rory asked.

"No - by the rehearsal dinner at least." Their mother joked. Neither twin was amused.

"He's our teacher." Kit said after a beat of silence.

"I know."

"He teaches us things every day in a very small classroom with a lot of other kids who probably won't be high-fiving us when they find this out," Rory said as she stood up, her hands letting go of the sleeve of her jean jacket.

"I know, sweetie, and I told him this was one of the things I was concerned about," she told them.

"And?" Kit asked.

"And he thought we could be discreet."

"You do realize we're in high school. You remember that it was that thing you meant to be doing when we were conceived" Kit snapped.

"Are you mad?"

"Should we not be."

"Yes," Rory added.

"Alright. Because I'm dating him?"

"A little. I think." Kit said standing up, as she leaned against the house, she waited for Rory to speak.

"Because you lied to us."

"I kept information from you." She said, unable to meet her eye.

"Information that we should have had." Kit told her, standing next to her sister, her arms folded.

"Information that would have come out eventually," she said her hands waving in front of her as she tried to dismiss this issue, in a true Gilmore fashion. "Like the Iran-Contra scandal."

"So you're Oliver North." Rory huffed.

"No, I'm Fawn Hall."

"Mom"

"Well, she was much prettier." she joked.

"I just can't believe that you didn't tell us about this." Kit said, sitting back down, trying to work out if she was okay with her mother dating her English teacher and whether in the end, it mattered.

"Why wouldn't you tell us?"

"'Cause I thought you were going to take it bad. Thank God I was wrong."

"Its pretty justified." Kit snipped.

"OK, OK. Listen, I'm sorry. I won't date him. I promise."

"I'm not saying that you can't date him. It's just.." Rory started.

"Weird... It's weird." Kit finished.

"Yeah, I mean - there's a million guys in this world and you end up with Mr. Medina," Rory said.

"You think I don't get the weirdness factor? Believe me, the last thing I intended to do was date your teacher."

"I believe you," Rory said while Kit kept quiet.

"I really like him, girls. I can't help it. And it's been a really long time since I've felt like this. You can't always control who you're attracted to, you know." Their mother told them unable to control the smile on her face.

"I think the whole Angelina Jolie/Billy Bob Thronton thing really proves that. And I know you don't understand this now but you will someday. You'll meet some great guy and he'll make your head all foggy and you won't know what to do with yourself."

"Oh, girls, I won't keep anything from either of you again. OK? I promise. From now on every aspect of my life is an open book to you both."

"That's alright." Kit mumbled.

"Really, I'm not even going to get dressed until I tell you what I'm thinking of wearing."

"Fair enough."

"OK, tomorrow I'm thinking the purple tiger top, the black leather skirt, the panda bear underwear."

"Please. Stop."

"But of course I'm totally open to suggestions."

"Here's one: get some help." Rory integrated.

Once the goodbyes where said the girls made their home, the phone started ringing as soon as they opened the door. Their mother reached for it, while Kit stripped off her mustard sweater, as she listened to her mothers conversation.

"Hello."

"Mom?"

"Hi."

"But someone hasn't."

"There we go."

"Well, there are no messages on the machine, Mom."

"At a wake."

Both Kit and Rory looked at their mother with annoyance, shaking their heads and all but waving their arms.

"A wake...a funeral."

"It was for the neighbours -"

"-cat." Kit smacked her hand against her head, her mother looked at her and mouthed 'What', to which the girls just shocked their heads.

"Mom?"

"I just wanted to be honest with you, Mom. Silly me."

"Yeah, a cat. It was a cat's funeral." she continued.

"Not my cousin, mom. My father's grandmother's sister's girl who I've never -" the girls left their mother to her own mother.

"French and then Chemistry." Kit told Rory when she asked what Homework she had.

"Plus English."

"Plus English, which ill leave for last I think. I should probably start with Chemistry." Kit moaned as she filled the coffee filter.

"Aaagh! She's working for a sedative manufacturer. Keeping that demand sky-high." Lorelai moaned in the same tone as Kit as she entered the kitchen.

"You shouldn't have told her," Rory said, pouring herself a glass of lemonade.

"Well, I don't know what to tell and what to hide."

"Yeah."

"So we never did quite settle the whole dating-your-teacher issue." their mother started. Looking between her two teenagers as they stood on either side of the room.

"You're a grown up. You can date whoever you like."Kit said before turning back to her coffee.

"It's whoever we like."

"Well I'm certainly not going to go out with him 'cause that would be really weird," Rory said.

"But I mean it. I won't see him if you don't want me to."

"Huh." Kit mumbled as she poured her coffee.

"You know, if there's anything that makes you feel uncomfortable, big or small, then he's out of there."

"Good to know," Rory stated.

"Because you know it's not like I'm desperate. I mean, there are plenty of other guys out there."

"Plenty."

"And it's not like I have to ask permission from my teenager daughters. I mean, this is a courtesy."

"Thanks." Kit said as she reached the stairs.

"OK, so I'm going to be up for a while if you want to get back to me on this," Lorelai yelled so both she and Rory behind her closed door could hear.

"Got it." Kit yelled down the stairs as she reached her bedroom, put the cup of coffee on her messy bedside table, and fell on to it only for a second before she reached for her school bag and pulled out her homework.

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Kit Gilmore - In Which Kit Gilmore Learns to Navigate a New World. Or In Which Lorelai Gilmore gave birth to two daughters, Kit ‘Never Christine’ Gilmore is a Cello playing, Tight wearing, Pancake loving, Sci Fi consuming, wild child, tiring to Navigate her New School, with help from her Bookish Twin Sister Rory and Coffee loving Mother Lorelai. Add a splash of Grandparents, and a town full of crazies. What a ride. The Adaptation of Kit Gilmore. (FoxFables on FFN) (FoxFables on Wattpad)

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any girls! dark academia movie recs? i really struggle to find anything not about a group of boys (as much as I love them)

SO MANY!!! This is probably a far more detailed answer than you were expecting but this is a popular question and I want to keep a list for myself and others.

Feel free to add to it/give opinions. I've tried to give a tw for anything I can remember

Girls! Dark Academia Movies/TV Shows

Mona Lisa Smile (2003)

1950s Women’s college

Art professor! Julia Roberts

She’s legit the female Mr Keating of the art & college world

Feminism vs. Tradition

Maggie Gyllenhall x Ginnifer Goodwin; their characters were more than friends. Fight me.

Does not end how you expect

Strike!/All I Wanna Do/The Hairy Bird (1998)

MY FAVOURITE!!!

Free on YouTube under one of its various names

Comedy

1960s all girls boarding school

Young Kirsten Dunst

Group of girls plot to sabotage a merger with a boys school less prestigious than their own

Secret attic clubhouse meetings of the D.A.R aka Daughters of the American Ravioli (eaten cold, ew)

girls get political & advocate for their rights using ANY elaborate and chaotic scheme

TW: eating disorder, vomiting & creepy male teacher but the girls plot against him too

The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie (1969)

based on a short book I read for uni by Muriel Spark

1930s girls school in Edinburgh

Scottish teacher! Maggie Smith, controversial with a focus on romantic ideals

Spoiler alert, the liberal teacher is actually a fascist

Her group of fave students has cult- vibes and it’s fascinating

Picnic at Hanging Rock

1970s movie or 2018 mini series

Never watched either but I plan to

Wild Child (2008)

00s romcom every UK teen girl loves

Emma Roberts as the spoiled rich American teenager sent to a strict English boarding school

Plots to get herself expelled but oh no she’s making friends with the girls who help her

And the headmistress has a hot son, and he’s nice??? Double oh no

ICONIC SCENES

Everything! Goes! Wrong!

omg she burns the school down

Feel good, comfort, nostalgia

St Trinians (2007)

English girls boarding school

The kids are all criminals, no joke

So are the teachers

CHAOTIC

gay awakening for british girls

Art heist pulled off by school girls

Government tries to shut them down but oh no, the education minister & the headmistress are ex-lovers

Colin Firth x Rupert Everett in drag

Superior cast: Jodie Whittaker, Gemma Arterton, Juno Temple, Stephen Fry, Colin Firth, etc...

embodies the phrase 'problematic fave'

St Trinians 2: The Legend of Fritton’s Gold (2009)

Mystery, pirate ancestors, hidden treasure

omg Shakespeare was a woman

girls disguised as boys to infiltrate and rob the posh boys school

Villain! David Tennant in that ICONIC boat scene

Teen girls vs. ancient misogynist brotherhood

like the first film but MORE chaotic and BETTER!???

The Falling (2014)

1960s all girls school

best friends! but its unrequited love

Agoraphobic + distant mother aka mommy issues

Sudden death and the school suppresses/ignores the students grief, sparking mass hysteria & a fainting epidemic in the girls

Cast: Maisie Williams (GoT) & Florence Pugh (Little Women) & Joe Cole (Peaky Blinders)

TW: teen pregnancy, death, vomiting, underage s*x, sibling inc*st, past s*xual assault

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The Book Thief (2013)

Based on an amazing book by Markus Zusak

set in 1940s Nazi Germany

Daughter of a communist whose family were taken by the Nazis/died is fostered by an older couple who teach her to read & she paints a dictionary on the basement walls

Coming of age story about a compulsive book thief. No joke, this kid steals books from banned book burnings and breaks into the mayor's library through the window

Family hides the Jewish son of an old friend in their basement and he helps her to start writing about her experiences in the war

TW: death, bombings, WW2 anti-semitism

Mary Shelley (2017)

Overall good & roughly biographical

Pretty costumes and aesthetic

Modern feminist take on Mary Shelly in her own time period

So many INACCURACIES for the drama so don’t take it as truth

Percy Shelley slander and not all of it is justified

Cast: Elle Fanning, Douglas Booth, and Maisie Williams

The Secret Garden (1993)

Based on a fave childhood book

1901 colonial India & Yorkshire, England

Orphaned, spoilt & neglected girl sent to live with her reclusive Uncle in the English countryside

Gothic elements, mysteries, secret doors/passages/locked gardens

local boy with a flock of animals, magic, kids chanting around a fire and all around immaculate vibes

Happy ending!!!

Hidden Figures (2016)

African-American women as mathematicians for NASA

1960s space project

Women balancing a career and family obligations

Deals with racial & gender discrimination

Loosely based on the lives of Katherine Johnson, Mary Jackson, and Dorothy Vaughan who worked for NASA as engineers & mathematicians

Anne of Green Gables (1985) & sequel (1987)

Adaptation L.M. Montgomery’s ‘Anne of Green Gables’ books

Canada (late 1890s/early 1900s)

Highly imaginative & bookworm orphan is adopted by a reclusive elderly brother and sister duo

Small town & school years comedic drama

Unrequited Enemies -> Friends -> lovers

Inspiring new woman teacher

Girls re-enact Tennyson’s poem and nearly drown for the aesthetic™

Dramatic poetry reading with INTENSE 👀eye contact👀

Writer! Anne & English teacher! Anne dealing with unruly girls school antics

Collette (2018)

biographical drama on french writer Sidonie-Gabrielle Collette

Victorian & Edwardian era France

More talented than her husband so she ghostwrites for him

Fight for creative ownership of her wildly successful novels

Affairs with a woman called Georgie and also with Missy, born female but masculine presenting

Cast: Keira Knightly, Dominic West, Eleanor Tomlinson (Poldark)

Enola Holmes (2020)

Netflix book adaptation

Younger sister of Sherlock Holmes

Victorian era! feminism/suffragettes

Mother-daughter focus

Mystery, adventure, secret codes, teens running away & escaping from (and eventually fighting) assassins

Cast: Helena Bonham Carter, Henry Cavill, Sam Claflin, Fiona Shaw, Millie Bobby Brown

Ginger & Rosa (2012)

1960s England

best friends since literal birth navigating troubled teen years

poet & anti-nuclear activist! Ginger

off the rails but also catholic! Rosa

Shout out to Mark & Mark the gay godfathers we all want

family troubles

TW: older man has an affair with a 17 yr old

Testament of Youth (2014)

based on WW1 memoir by Vera Brittain

young woman (writer & poetry lover) escapes traditional family & goes to study at Oxford University

abandons to become a war nurse

romance, tragedy and war trauma

Cast: Alicia Vikander, Kit Harrington (GoT), Taron Edgerton (Rocketman), Colin Morgan (Merlin)

Little Women (2019)

Writer! Jo & Artist! Amy

Mother/daughter focus and sister dynamics

the March sisters’ theatre club is *chefs kiss*

champagne problems edits of Jo x Laurie are a mood

Ambivalent ending perfectly captures Louisa May Alcott’s dilemma with the book the movie is based on

set in 1860s America

ALL STAR CAST and a Greta Gerwig masterpeice

Lady Bird (2017)

coming of age in early 2002/2003 Sacramento, California

all girls catholic school

writer! Christine aka Lady Bird wants to get outta town and start her life again at college 'in a city with culture'

Mother/daughter dynamics - so realistic!

I live for that Jesus car stunt & the nun's reaction

school theatre program

Cast: Saoirse Ronan, Timothee Chalamet, Beanie Feldstein

Another Greta Gerwig gem

Beguiled (2017)

Virginia, civil war era

Girls school with only five students and two teachers left

Find an injured Union army soldier & bring him inside

Women & teenagers want his attention (v. problematic) before uniting against him

(tbh you'll either love it, hate it, or watch once & forget it)

Sofia Coppola film so its very feminine gaze

TW: violence, death, underage

Legally Blonde (2001)

No questions will be taken

Elle Woods was the blue print

TV series:

House of Anubis (2011-2013)

I know it’s a kids/young teen show but I still unironically love it

ANCIENT EGYPT!!!!

Modern day with Victorian era links to treasure hunters & Egyptian research expeditions (stealing from tombs)

Chosen one plot lines, curses, kidnapping, mysteries, secret tunnels under the school, elixir of life

Teens have investigate & protect themselves cus oh no the TEACHERS are involved in some shady stuff

new American kid at British boarding school is the actual premise not just a fanfic au

Nostalgic, light-hearted, funny, and kinda cheesy but I will accept no criticism

The Alienist (2018 -now)

Mid 1890s, New York

Woman’s private detective agency (Season 2)

Serial killer mystery

Woman secretary turns detective and teams up with a criminal psychiatrist and a newspaper editor to solve crime

TW: violence, child pr*stit*tion

Cast: Dakota Fanning, Luke Evans, Daniel Bruhl

The Queen’s Gambit (2020)

Woman chess prodigy

1950s & 1960s

TW: drug & alcohol abuse

Gentleman Jack (2019 - now)

Based on the diaries of Anne Lister

Victorian Yorkshire, England

Upper-class lesbians

Confident, suit wearing! Anne Lister x shy! Ann Walker

Business woman! Anne running the family mines

Cast: Suranne Jones (Doctor Foster) & Sophie Rundle (Peaky Blinders)

TW: violence

Gilmore Girls (2000-2007)

bubbly/ambitious single mom + intelligent daughter

bookworm! Rory Gilmore gets into a prestigious private school and then an Ivy League college

Small town drama is comedic gold

Fast dialogue packed with pop culture and literary references

Comforting & nostalgic

TEAM JESS

Anne with an E (2017-2019)

Loose adaptation of L.M. Montgomery’s ‘Anne of Green Gables’ books

they completely change the plot lines but it’s still very good content!

Orphan girl with trauma and a love of books/poetry is adopted by an elderly brother & sister duo, bringing light and fresh ideas to a rural community

Feminism, girls writing club, lgbtq safe spaces, girls eduction, black/indigenous representation

Miss Stacy as THAT inspiring teacher

Aunt Josephine’s lavish gay parties have my heart

TW: creepy male teacher tries to marry a student, racial discrimination, indigenous assimilation school

Victoria (2016-2019)

Adaption of Queen Victoria’s life

Victoria navigating her political, royal, and personal life

Albert’s involvement with The Great Exhibition, 1851 (on cultural + industrial innovations)

Alfred Paget x Edward Drummond is exquisite

Gorgeous costumes and aesthetics

TW: bury your gays trope

Derry Girls (2018-now)

1990s Northern Ireland during the troubles

Comedy, episodes 20-25 mins long

English boy sent to an all girls Catholic school with his cousin

✨Dead Poets Society parody episode ✨with a free-spirited female teacher

Sister Michael, the sarcastic nun who hates her job & reads the exorcist for giggles

Wee anxious lesbian! Clare Devlin (plus her friends wearing rainbow pins)

Badass with bad ideas! Michelle Mallon

Main Character! Erin Quinn

Lovable weirdo who would fight a polar bear! Orla McCool

Wee English fella & honorary Derry girl! James Maguire

Dickinson (2019-now)

Loose adaption of the poet Emily Dickinson’s life

Set in 19th century Massachusetts, US

Historical drama with modern dialogue & music that works SEAMLESSLY

gives a great understanding of Emily Dickinson’s poems

💕Vintage gays! Emily x Sue💕

Theatre club, writing, poetry, dressing as men to sneak into lectures, love letters, teen drama, feminism, and an underground abolitionist journal as a brief side plot in season 2

Wiz Khalifa plays death in a horse drawn carriage

TW: opium use

A Series of Unfortunate Events (2017-2019)

Based on great childhood books

Bookworm! brother, Inventor! sister, and baby sister with sharp teeth

Mystery, secret organisations, orphaned siblings figuring things out & fending for themselves against the villain after their fortune

Adults either cartoon evil, comedically incompetent, or SPIES

Boarding school, library owner, scientific researcher, and theatre episodes

Ambiguous time period which is really fun to try and pin point

Killing Eve (2018-now)

Classic detective who has homoerotic tension with the assassin she is tracking down

British Detective! Eve Polastri figures out the notorious assassin MI5 are investigating is a woman, is fired & then put on a secret MI6 case with a small team

Assassin! Villanelle, a psychopath with a tragic past and a mastery of both accents & fashion

Woman MI6 boss! Carolyn Martens, head of Russian section

Travel Europe following Villanelle’s killings and escaping the assassins sent by Villanelle’s organisation

‘You’re supposed to be my enemy and moral opposite but omg you’re the only one smart enough to get me and why am I obsessed with you????'

🚨 GO IN FOR A KISS AND THEN STAB YOUR ENEMY 🚨

Cable Girls/Las chicas del cable (2017-2020)

Spanish drama set in 1920s Madrid

Four young women at a telecommunications company form a group of friends and help navigate the difficult situations they are all in

Secret identities, dangerous pasts, murder, crime, lgbtq couple & throuple, trans man character, feminism/suffragists

girls commit crimes for humanitarian reasons and cover! it! up!

UNDERRATED SHOW!!!!

Gorgeous costumes and set

Haven’t finished it yet and I’m catching up

TW: abuse, violence, death

Outlander (2014 - now)

haven’t watched yet but plan to

Woman time travels to Scotland, 1743

Rebel highlanders, pirates, British colonies, American revolutionary war

Time jumps between 18th & 20th century

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Ghost Cult caught up Jay Hannon of progressive metallers Gimachi! The band recently released their comeback album “Omega Kaleid" and Jay had lots to chart about. We discussed the return of the band, what they have been doing since their debut album, how they got connected with Bjorn "Speed" Strid of Soilwork to handle lead vocals on the album, how they compose as a band, their approach to writing, the possibility of performing live with Bjorn in the future, touring behind this album, and Jay's love for Eddie Van Halen of Van Halen. Interview with Keefy (https://ift.tt/2LlAx1W). Video editing by Omar Cordy of OJC Photography (https://www.instagram.com/ojcpics). Theme music by Salted Wounds (https://ift.tt/31seIpV). #gizmachi #omegakaleid #progressivemetal Watch the lyric video for “Omega Kaleid" - https://youtu.be/yCnjG6pYeFU. Buy the album here: https://orcd.co/qpn1yy Gizmachi is: Jay Hannon - Guitars Mike Laurino - Guitars/Vocals Kris Gilmore - Bass Jimmie Hatcher - Drums Björn Strid - Vocals Gizmachi I online: https://ift.tt/2MBOVY4 https://ift.tt/36kDhaL Buy the gear we use to make these videos: Sony A7 III - https://amzn.to/38DZ7Y5 Canon 80D - https://amzn.to/38CgSXX Desview Mavo-P5 Camera Field Monitor- https://amzn.to/2OlokzN Deity V-Mic D3 Super-Cardioid Directional Shotgun Microphone with Rycote Shockmount and PERGEAR Cloth - https://amzn.to/3qJOvx7 NanLite PavoTube II 6C 10" 6W RGBWW LED Tube with Internal Battery - http://bit.ly/NanLitePavoTubeII Sound Devices MixPre-3M for Musicians - 2018 Model - https://amzn.to/3vnI3iD Tamron 17-28mm f/2.8 Di III RXD for Sony Mirrorless Full Frame/APS-C E Mount - https://amzn.to/3vn0xjp Flexispot Height Adjustable Desk Standing Desk Sit Stand Up Desk with Memory Controller Home Office 48 x 30 Inches - https://amzn.to/3eAByDf Kondor Blue Mini Quick Release Plate for Camera Tripod/Gimbal/Video Monitor/Magic Arm Flash Bracket/Stabilizer - https://amzn.to/2Q0C4QS Newmowa Dual USB Charger for Canon batteries - https://amzn.to/3eHD2Mh Gearlux XLR Microphone Cable Male to Female 25 Ft Fully Balanced Premium Mic Cable - 3 Pack - https://amzn.to/3tnhBUR ProMaster Reflect Disc 5 in 1+ 41'' Studio and Outdoor Reflector - https://amzn.to/3qNCZRc Mcoplus Mco-X1EM Metal Hand Grip Bracket Plate as GPX1EM Replacement for A9 A7III A7RIII A7RII A7SII A7II A99IIA - https://amzn.to/2OU3irz Tamron SP 70-200mm F/2.8 Di VC G2 for Canon EF DSLR - https://amzn.to/3lfusFE Sigma MC-11 Mount Converter Lens Adapter (Sigma EF-Mount Lenses to Sony E Cameras) with Altura Photo Essential Accessory Bundle - https://amzn.to/2NexyNu Manfrotto Befree Travel, Light Weight, Fluid Drag System Professional Video Tripod, Black (MVKBFRL-LIVEUS) - https://amzn.to/3le5syw YONGNUO YN600L Pro LED Video Light/LED Studio Light with 5600K Color Temperature and Adjustable Brightness - https://amzn.to/38Bi0uT YONGNUO YN300 Air LED Camera Video Light with Adjustable Color Temperature 3200K-5600K for Canon Nikon Pentax Olympus Samsung - https://amzn.to/3qKik0o Kamerar Dfuse Collapsible Softbox - https://amzn.to/3tniP2p Aputure Amaran MC RGBWW Mini On Camera Video Light,3200K-6500K,CRI/TLCI 96+,HSI Mode,Support Magnetic Attraction and App with USB-C PD and Wireless Charging - https://amzn.to/3lcaI5R Sound Devices MX-LMount Battery Sled for MixPre-3 - https://amzn.to/3vozRPe Lexar Dual Slot USB 3.0 Reader Professional - https://amzn.to/3vkQGdW Get Ghost Cult’s Entire Kit: https://kit.co/OJCPICS Do you like hydration, cool stuff like saving the planet, and discounts? Get a case of Liquid Death 100% Mountain Spring Water and Sparkling Water in Recyclable Cans! Use this link and our code GHOSTCULT for 10% off! https://bit.ly/2KHGVk3 To get your band a shoutout in one of our future videos, subscribe to Ghost Cult on YT, IG, and Twitter, and then check out pinned Tweet for the details! by Ghost Cult Magazine

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THE FUTURIST! remembers so fondly ...

IF IT’S TUESDAY, IT MUST BE ...

... the anniversary of the day and month when a Hollywood producer stopped in Utter Despair, NJ and proposed a television adaptation of THE FUTURIST!’s exploits.

The proposed show would feature younger better looking facsimiles of THE FUTURIST! and his (then) aide de camp haiku and have them teamed as suburban detectives who also fight demons and teach film studies, gourmet cooking, and proper sartorial suit coat button applying at a Community College full of extremely attractive students.

It was to be on the WB affiliate at the time (which is now called The CW) and it was to follow THE GILMORE GIRLS.

Needless to say, the pilot was never aired or filmed; just some press kit photos were taken with the actors involved.

Oh, promises were made … lawyers called, a deli catered lunch, and a supposed meeting with WB execs … but … nothing transpired, as is usual with THE FUTURIST!’s boring Life.

#haiku #if it's tuesday

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ocappreciation · 7 years

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Matt Nicolle: The golfer with the 400-yard drive hoping to take on the world

Long drive golf: Matt Nicolle shows how to hit a ball 400 yards

“I’m always being asked to do a Happy Gilmore swing, but usually as soon as they see me hit the ball they forget about that.”

Matt Nicolle is used to people putting down their clubs and watching him hit balls at the driving range.

The 27-year-old is no normal golfer – he can hit a ball further than almost anyone in Europe.

And when most people think of men who can hit a ball a long way, the first person that comes into their mind is the ice hockey player-turned-golfer from the 1996 movie.

“Adam Sandler always comes up in conversation, it’s Happy Gilmore, ‘golf-ball-whacker guy’, those are the nicknames you get,” he says.

But there is money to be made by smashing a ball as far and as straight as you can – or long drive golf, to give it its more formal name.

‘My longest drive this year is 425 yards’

Jersey-born Nicolle was a very promising young golfer, but the demands of trying to get on the tour with having to sustain himself financially meant he was never able to dedicate enough time to make the sport his living.

But, like Sandler’s character, he was blessed with an awesome drive.

Now based in London, he balances his time coaching as a PGA-qualified professional, working in golf retail and and travelling the world trying to hit a ball as far as he can.

“My longest drive this year is 425 yards, and the PGA Tour average is about 280,” he says, as he warms up at a driving range overlooked by Canary Wharf on one side and the O2 Arena on the other.

“There are some guys like Rory McIlroy, Dustin Johnson – the biggest hitters in the world – they’ll hit it 320-340, so on our best drive we’re 100 yards longer than them.”

Adam Sandler (right) played the title character in Happy Gilmore – an ice hockey player who had an incredible golf drive, but a less than calm temper

Extra long clubs, big tees and 140mph swings

There is a lot more to hitting a ball a long way than just brute force. Nicolle spends time in the gym, does pilates and yoga, and has a bagful of special kit to get the extra distance.

“People think to be ideal for long drive you have to be 6ft 8in and 120kg and that’s how we create our power and speed,” he says. “I create my speed through mobility, flexibility and rotational speed.

“I’m not the biggest – I only weigh 80kg so there’s not a lot of mass to put through the ball – but through leverage and ground work I can create similar speeds.”

Those speeds are mind-boggling – when Nicolle’s specially-adapted driver crashes through his hardened ball atop a four-inch tee, it is travelling at around 140mph.

The shaft is 48ins long, four inches more than a regular driver, while it is five times as stiff as the stiffest you can get at a range.

His clubheads – which have an angle of just three degrees compared to nine or more on a conventional driver – are made from titanium as the carbon fibre ones usually used would crack.

And when it comes together it is spectacular – the noise that his club makes as it cuts through the air faster than most British trains go at top speed is only bettered by the awe of seeing his ball travel further than the length of four football pitches.

Can you make a living from long drive?

The biggest names in golf would struggle to qualify for the World Long Drive Championships

The sport of long drive is best compared to a home-run derby in baseball.

Competitors get 165 seconds to take six shots which must land on a fairway and the longest is the winner – the more accurate you are, the more chance there is that you will win.

At last weekend’s Long Drive World Series event in London, Nicolle finished second behind two-time world champion Joe Miller.

But while the prize money on the main golf tours is huge – the Irish Open earlier this month had a prize fund of £5.3m with winner Russell Knox picking up £885,000 – long drive is more about the love of the game.

“There’s £1,800 for first place on a European event and the top four pays out,” says Nicolle, who is currently ranked 31 in the world.

“There’s bigger money in America, that’s where long drive evolved.

“It’s getting to a point where you can earn a good living from it, but you’re going to probably need some backing and support to enter the tournaments and travel.

“The World Championships, which are every September in America, there’s $125,000 for first prize out there.”

Great Britain’s Joe Miller won the World Long Drive Championship in 2010 and 2016

Unlike ordinary golf, where players can still compete at the highest level into their fifties, the career of a long-driver is a lot shorter.

“It does tear your body apart when you’re swinging at that speed,” says Nicolle.

“There’s a masters division in America and you can still get it out there if you’re good to your body.

“But it’s not the longevity that normal golf has because that’s a lot slower and the swing is a lot smoother, but there are guys in their peak who are in their mid-thirties.”

And the ambition for Nicolle is simple – make waves at the World Long Drive Championships, starting with the 2018 edition in Oklahoma at the end of August.

“I’ve been involved in the World Championships in the past couple of years, I’ve improved a little bit each year but it’s a difficult environment to go out there with the 100 longest hitters in the world.

“Most of them are American and you can feel a little bit isolated when you go out there and complete against them. The top 16 gets you through to the TV rounds so that’s the aim this year really.”

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Home Entertainment Consumer Guide: July 5, 2018

10 NEW TO NETFLIX

"Certain Women" "Finding Neverland" "Happy Gilmore" "Interview with the Vampire" "Jurassic Park" "Mohawk" "Real Genius" "Star Wars: The Last Jedi" "Tarzan" "Troy"

7 NEW TO BLU-RAY/DVD

"Beirut"

The versatile Brad Anderson brings his skill with genre to what could be called the old-fashioned '80s spy drama. Movies like this Jon Hamm vehicle used to be far more common before everything was CGI-heavy and the world was ruled by franchises. There's a throwback appeal to this story of a traumatized government diplomat brought back to Beirut after the death of his wife. It's an imperfect film but its qualities were overshadowed by the controversy surrounding its preview. Overall, it's a solid rental on a hot summer night.

Buy it here

Special Features The Story Behind Beirut - Featurette Sandy Crowder - Behind the scenes with Rosamund Pike Optional English SDH and Spanish subtitles for the main feature

"Blockers"

SXSW audiences really took to this raunchy comedy about three parents trying to find their daughters on the Prom Night on which they're convinced their offspring are going to lose their virginity. I've rarely heard an audience laugh harder than at its world premiere. It's the kind of movie that works well with a crowd and maybe after everyone has had a few Southern craft beers. Like so many modern comedies, it's way too long, but it works because of how committed and talented its ensemble is, particularly its younger actors. Comedies and action movies always do well on DVD and I expect people to be happy when they find this one. Maybe not SXSW Happy, but happy enough.

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Special Features Audio commentary by director Kay Cannon Deleted Scenes Gag Reel – The entire cast contributes to these on-set flubs. Line-O-Rama – The laughs continue after the take! Rescue Mission – Being a parent isn't easy, as Leslie Mann, Ike Barinholtz, and John Cena make abundantly clear. Hear them and director Kay Cannon discuss parental mistakes and lessons learned. They even top it off with a good old-fashioned car explosion! Prom Night – Filmmakers and cast discuss how they achieved the perfect prom look and also share some of their own personal prom stories. The History of Sex with Ike Barinholtz – Ike Barinholtz explains the origins of human sexuality and its evolution through time. John Cena's Prom Survival Kit for Parents – John Cena shows off a survival kit filled with items that will help parents survive the most stressful time of year - prom season! Chug! Chug! Chug! – The film introduced the world to the concept of "butt chugging." Hear cast, crew, and butt-chugger John Cena discuss how they handled this standout scene. Puke-a-Palooza – One memorable scene involves copious amounts of projectile vomit. See what cast, filmmakers, and crew went through to make sure the puke was as authentic as possible.

"The Endless"

Aaron Moorhead and Justin Benson are two of my favorite young filmmakers, finding ways to inject genre formulas with personal, human storytelling. If you haven't seen "Spring" yet, do so first, and then graduate to this fantastic movie about a pair of brothers (played by the filmmakers) returning to the doomsday cult they escaped from years earlier. To say there's more going on back where they came from would be an understatement, but the less you know about precisely where this movie is going, the better. Just trust me. You want to see this one. It's one of the best movies so far in 2018.

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Special Features Audio Commentary with Directors & Producer Making Of Behind the Scenes Deleted Scenes VFX Breakdown "Ridiculous Extras" Trailers Extended Bonus Features

"Female Trouble" (Criterion)

For some reason, I never though Criterion would take to John Waters. Sure, they've embraced a few counterculture filmmakers in the past, but Criterion was always the collection of renowned, household names like Kurosawa, Bergman, Renoir, Truffaut, etc. It wasn't the place for the Baltimore troublemaker who made a drag queen named Divine into a household name. And yet here we are with the still-shocking "Female Trouble," and it's a release loaded with new material, including interviews with a large number of the Waters crew. Waters was always a filmmaker that I admired more than loved. He was the guy willing to do anything to express his art, and I'm always a fan of those filmmakers, even if his brand of humor was never exactly my own. If you are a Waters fan, this is a great release for you.

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Special Features New, restored 4K digital transfer, supervised by director John Waters, with uncompressed monaural soundtrack on the Blu-ray Audio commentary from 2004 featuring Waters New conversation between Waters and critic Dennis Lim New and archival interviews with cast and crew members Mink Stole, Pat Moran, Vincent Peranio, Susan Lowe, Mary Vivian Pearce, Hilary Taylor, and Van Smith Interview from 1975 featuring Waters and cast members Divine, Stole, and David Lochary Deleted scenes and alternate takes Rare on-set footage PLUS: An essay by film critic Ed Halter

"Love, Simon"

Name the last great dramedy about teenagers. Most movies about teenagers betray the fact that they were clearly written by adults who barely remember the hazy, confusing days of teenage love. There's something so refreshingly truthful about this delightful and moving story of a young man coming to terms with coming out. It's funny, sweet, and really well made, featuring a star-turn leading performance by Nick Robinson. Some of the subplots don't quite work, but the story that not everyone is exactly what even their friends think they are is timeless. And I could watch Jennifer Garner and Josh Duhamel play parents in just about any teen comedy. This is one of the most surprisingly enjoyable and moving films of 2018 so far. It's a really hard movie to hate.

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Special Features Deleted Scenes The Adaptation The Squad #FirstLoveStoryContest Winner Dear Georgia Dear Atlanta Audio Commentary by Director Greg Berlanti, Producer Isaac Klausner and Co-Screenwriter Isaac Aptaker Gallery

"The Virgin Spring" (Criterion)

Ang Lee, in one of the few special features on this excellent release for this wildly influential Ingmar Bergman film, says that the film changed him because it was "So quiet and so serene, and yet so violent." It sounds so simple and yet this is at the heart of why "Virgin Spring" works so well. It's an incredibly violent film, especially for 1960, but there's something hauntingly beautiful about it too. I wish the special features were a little heartier, especially the Lee interview. He speaks of how Bergman shot some of the final scenes of the film and how Lee has stolen those shots in his films. I love that kind of stuff and could listen to it all day. As for the movie itself, it will never lose its power. It's simply one of the best films ever made.

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Special Features New 2K digital restoration, with uncompressed monaural soundtrack on the Blu-ray Audio commentary from 2005 by Ingmar Bergman scholar Birgitta Steene Interviews from 2005 with actors Gunnel Lindblom and Birgitta Pettersson Introduction by filmmaker Ang Lee from 2005 Audio recording of a 1975 American Film Institute seminar by Bergman Alternate English-dubbed soundtrack PLUS: A booklet featuring essays by film scholar Peter Cowie and screenwriter Ulla Isaksson and the medieval ballad on which the film is based

"A Wrinkle in Time"

Ava Duvernay's blockbuster became one of the talking points of cinema in 2018 for some of the wrong reasons. First, there was the story that it bombed because of its relative box office failure compared to expectations for the Disney brand. And yet I've heard from so many people for whom this was a moving, important experience. So while the box office may be disappointing, that certainly shouldn't be the end of the story. In fact, the film gained new life recently when it was used as a talking point for why we need more female and people of color voices in criticism. In all of this, I feel like I sometimes read more about the reaction to "A Wrinkle in Time" than about the film itself. For me, finally catching up with it, I was startled by how much of its emotion it wears on its sleeve. It is a deeply un-cynical film, a movie that wholeheartedly beleieves in grand emotions that tie the universe together. There are parts that don't work, but the sum is greater than those parts, and it's rare to see a filmmaker's heart in every frame of a major blockbuster. You can certainly see it here if you're willing to look.

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Special Features A Journey Through Time Deleted Scenes (with optional director audio commentary) Audio Commentary Bloopers Original Songs/Music Videos

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Kit Gilmore - In Which Kit Gilmore Learns to Navigate a New World.

In Which Lorelai Gilmore gave birth to two daughters, Kit ‘Never Christine’ Gilmore is a Cello playing, Tight wearing, Pancake loving, Sci Fi consuming, wild child, tiring to Navigate her New School, with help from her Bookish Twin Sister Rory and Coffee loving Mother Lorelai. Add a splash of Grandparents, and a town full of crazies. What a ride.

The Adaptation of Kit Gilmore.

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ONE // WHERE YOU LEAD.

Kit Gilmore wasn't sure if yellow was her colour but she knew today was a sweater and tights kind of day. From downstairs she could hear her sister riffling around, their three bedroom house was located in the small town of Stars Hollow. When Kit was thirteen, during her Stephen King phase she often thought about it in terms of a social experiment, she was sure, given isolation from the outside world, the residence would turn on each other. Her mother laughed when she told her, her sister, however, scolded her. Told her not be so rude. She pulls her long dark hair into a ponytail before shaking it loose, checked herself in the mirror one last time, grabbed her music journal and yellow rain jacket, and bounced her way down the stairs, trying to fake some enthusiasm for this day.

"Do you have my Macy Grey CD?" Rory asked. Rory was her twins sister, she was older by 6 minutes and therefore had the privilege of being named after their mother Lorelai, while Kit was named after their father Christopher. Lorelai Leigh Gilmore and Christine Emma Gilmore were born on the 8th October 1984 when their parents were only 16, to say that everyone reacted badly would be an understatement.

"Why would I have your Macy Grey CD." Kit replied, as they made their way out the door, Rory just hummed in acknowledgment, her sister wasn't really much for pop music, Kit rather get lost in Mozart than Macy Grey.

Kit rubbed her hands together as she said "I need coffee" as they made their way through the square. Both sisters beam with joy when they saw Luke's, the faded yellow sign that always brought them comfort. The bell chimed over head as they crossed the through the old diner towards their mother, although Rory and Kit were not identical, all three Gilmore's shared similar features, dark brown hair, blue eyes, bright smiles. Kit's hair was longer than Rory's and she had freckles across her nose she's inherited from her father. While Rory was bookish, Kit was musical. Kit had been playing the Cello since she was 7, one night after a piano lesson with Missy Patty, Kit wondered down the hall and saw a beautiful blonde girl, hair pulled back with a thin headband, she was playing the cello. Kit was mesmerised, the way her hands moved back and forth, pulling the bow across the strings it looks like she was spilling out her soul, Kit thought if only she could concentrate she would see colour. Peter Yogorov cellist turned music teacher, at Stars Hollow High, he taught the more advantaged students while Miss Lucas taught at the middle school. If Kit was being honest she was much better at playing the piano than Rory who even at seven would find ways to read C.S Lewis rather than sheet music. Her hands were born to play their mother would say, and Kit didn't mind letting her sister catch up but watching Rory learn the same piece over and over often left her feeling bored. But from that day she knew she wanted to play like that, with heart, with soul.

Peter was a beautiful man with grey hair, whose heart you could hear in every note. The first time Kit had met Peter she was so nervous, when she told her mother she wanted to play the Cello, she had mentioned it to Miss Patty who said Peter has to teach you, he's amazing and he was. During the spring recital, Kit play To a Wild Rose, Peter's quartet played along side the ballet, Kit can't even remember what ballet they were performing, she spent the whole performance watching Peter hold the other three together with his passion. Kit was addicted. He looked so much bigger than anyone she'd ever met, of course, he wasn’t at 6ft. He didn't let her play for him, Didn’t let her touch a cello just looked at her hands, turning them over in his larger calloused hands for what felt like hours, asked her if she could read the music she was just playing, she told him she could with a small nod than he presented her with biographies of Luigi Boccherini, Julian Lloyd Webber, Yo-Yo Ma, & Ludwig Beethoven, told her to read them, study them, learn them And she did. It had taken her nearly two months but that summer he taught her, three days a week for the next 8 years.

"Hey. It's freezing" Rory greeted their mother.

"Oh, What do you need? Hot Tea, Coffee?" Kit nodded in agreement, sliding off her coat, taking the seat next to her sister.

"Lipgloss?" Rory asked.

"Donuts"

Lorelai bent down to rummage through her purse "Aha" she declared pulling out a makeup bag filled to the brim. "I have vanilla, chocolate, strawberry and toasted marshmallow."

Kit sniggered at her mother and wondered if it was too early for ice cream.

"Anything in there not resembling a breakfast cereal?" Rory questioned her eyes widen, while Kit grabbed the bag looking for her a mascara she knew her mother had.

"Yes" Lorelai retorted simply pulling out another bag, "It has not smell but changes colours with your mood."

"God, RuPaul doesn't need this much make up." Rory complied as Kit found a mirror, her hair just wasn't doing what she wanted it to do today.

Their mother let out a sigh "Wow, you're crabby." Kit playfully nudged her sister.

"I'm sorry. I lost my Macy Gray CD and I need caffeine." Rory apologised.

"Ohh, I have your CD." she admitted, pulling it out.

“Wow, Mom Mary Poppin's much" Kit laughed

"Thief" Rory scolded lightly

"Sorry, and I will get you go coffee." Kit handed her mother the mug on the table, who made her way up to the counter while. Kit turned back to the makeup selection that was now covering half the table, Pocketing a red lipstick, Rory watched as Luke refused to serve her mother, she could only imagine the conversation that took place before they arrived.

"What? It's not for me. It's for the girls, I swear." she argued.

"You're shameless," Luke told her.

Both sisters were equally distracted when an older guy in plaid approached their table, Rory smiled politely at his attempt of flirting while Kit simply said "You not from around are you."

"No, I've never been here before" The man who introduced himself as Joey smiled, at the girls, who both just laughed.

"Oh, you have, too." Their mother said as she returned with fresh coffee.

Joey stood up straight to face her "Oh, hi" he returned with a flirtatious smirk, Kit took the blue mug, that matched her nail varnish from her mother, and lightly blew on the liquid, trying to hold back her amusement.

"I was just. uhh" Joey began

"Getting to knew my daughters.." she filled in, placing her arm on the back of Kit chair.

"Your.." Joey gaped

"Are our new Daddy?" Rory asked in her sweetest voice, smirking at her sister as the man struggled to speak.

"Wow. You don't look old enough to have daughters. No, I mean it" Joey said before looking down at the pair "And you two do not look like daughters."

"Every girl's someone daughter." Kit said under her breath.

"That's possibly very sweet of you. Thanks." Their mother told him.

"So... daughters." He stated at Lorelai who nodded in confirmation, Kit could see where this was going. Don't say it.

"You know, I am traveling with a couple of friends" he finished gesturing to the two men at the counter.

"They're fifteen," Lorelai informed him.

"Bye," Joey muffled quickly before grabbing his friend and leaving the dinner.

"Drive safe" Kit called after them, causing the three girls to break out in laughter.

Kit caught up the Rory and Lane before school, Rory had been to visit their mother at the Dragonfly Inn where she worked but Kit was having trouble picking out an outfit, this September weather was not her friend she was waiting for winter. Finally, she slipped on her favourite deep blue sweater and polka dot navy skirt, tights, and combat boots, winning combination in Kit's eyes. Kit chuckled as her friend slip a Woodstock 99' tie dye shirt over her plain pink long sleeved one she'd left home in.

"One day Lane, one day." Kit chuckled as the three of them walked through the streets of Stars Hollow.

Lane groaned, Rory sighed before saying "When are you going to let your parent's know you listen to evil rock music? You're an American teenager, for God's sake."

"But if you parents let you would you still like it.. that is the question?" Kit stated, readjusting her backpack.

"Guys, if my parents still get upset over the obscene portion size of American food, I seriously doubt I'm gonna make any inroads with Eminem." As the three stopped so Lane could put on her denim jacket, the young Korean pointed to the sign for annual 'Teen Hayride' "I have to go to that"

Kit sniggered in response "You're kidding".

"My parents set me up with the son of a business associate. He's gonna be a doctor"

Kit frowned, slightly confused. "How old is he?"

"Sixteen"

"Seriously, he's not gonna be a doctor in a hundred years." Rory laughed.

"Well, my parents like to plan ahead."

Rory cringed as she watched students pass by. "God, you have to go to the hayride with him."

"There's a rolling around in the hay joke in there somewhere I'm just too tired to find it." Kit commented, walking a head of them slightly, noticing the cute boy in the leather jacket leaning against the school entrance, before descending into a sea of red uniforms.

Writing music scores in the margins of her English notebook had become a habit Kit was always trying to break, but she couldn't help it when there was silence her mind flooded with notes. "For those of you who have not finished the final chapters of Huckleberry Finn you may use this time to do so. For those of you who have, you can start on your essay now. Whichever task you choose, do it silently." Mrs. Traister said she wondered how this early in the school year, her teacher could be this annoyed. Kit had already read Huckleberry Finn, she read it with Rory, over the years she found that no one likes to discuss books like Rory, it made it easy with books Kit didn't really like and Mark Twain wasn't one of her favourite authors. Her concentration broke when a bottle of nail polish landed on her desk. Kit wasn't unpopular but she wasn't a red uniform, football player, cheerleader. She wasn't even in the marching band, because well, cellos are heavy, her popularity stemmed more from the fact that she was the first of her friends to kiss a boy in middle school. Elliott Young, during a game of truth or dare.

"Maybe it's a love letter."

"Or her dairy."

"Could be a slam book."

Instead of painting her already blue nails red she simply held her her hands to show the other girls, passing the nail polish back she rolled her eyes and said "It's the assignment".

The girls turned away, disappointed as Rory sent her sister a smile for before rolling her eyes at her sister as she pulled out her beat up copy of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

"Well, was it a good colour at least?" Lane asked after Rory had finished telling the story from English class on the way home. Kit laughed at her sister when she said

"It has sparkles in it"

"Wow," Lane said slightly sarcastic.

"It smelled like bubble gum when it dried"

"It was red.. Minute men red.. Whatever that means," Kit said, Rory rolled her eyes at her sisters lack of school spirit, it wasn't as if she had a lot but Kit was very against organised sports.

"Mom, we're home" Lane called into the cluttered store she called home. Looking between the twins her eye brows raised as she said "Did you hear something."

They both struggled in unison. "I'm not sure." Said Rory.

"Mom" Lane called out, this time a little louder, this was a scene Kit had seen play out a hundred times but it would not be funny.

"We're Open" Mrs Kim called from somewhere in the house. "Everything's half off!"

"Oh No, Not Again". Kit laughed to herself, as the three girls made their way through the organised mess.

"Mom?"

"Lane?"

"Mom?"

"Lane?"

The mother and daughter continued to call out, trying to find each other.

"Mom, where are you?"

"Back Here!"

"Over Here!"

Rory pointed towards the kitchen "I think she's that way."

Lane looked around "Are we closer?"

"You really need to work on your communication skills."

"I'm by the table!."

Kit rolled her eyes, being in an Antique store they were many, many tables.

"She's Joking, Right?" Rory asked, Kit just looked at her and said "I'm sure, you know Mrs. Kim. Quite the prankster."

Lane signed in defeat before yelling out "Look, we'll meet you in the kitchen!"

"What!"

"The Kitchen" the twins called out.

There was an almost deafening silence before Mrs. Kim said "Who's that?"

"It's Kit and Rory mama".

"Oh"

Rory smiled awkwardly while Kit sign "Gee, I can feel the disappointment from here".

"Oh, come on. Stop it." Lane said looking back at her, Kit raised her eyebrows.

Rory frowned while they made their way through what felt like it could have been a living room but instead was filled with tables with chairs and stools pilled upon them, sideboards and chests. The whole room looked like an intricate game of Tetris, and had it been anyone else Kit might have had fun with it, but Mrs. Kim was deeply against games of any kind.

"You know, it sucks that after all these years your mom still hates us." Rory

"She doesn't hate you guys" Lane quickly stated as if rehearsed.

"Just our mother then?" Kit said filling her part.

Lane smiled, "She doesn't trust married women."

"You're unmarried" Rory pointed out.

"I have a hayride with a future proctologist" Lane grinned "I have potential"

"Potentially a terrible date." Kit snubbed.

When the three finally found Mrs. Kim in the kitchen which was cluttered in a different way, they were a sweet smell that was comforted when Mrs. Kim said. "Go upstairs. Tea is ready. I have muffins - no dairy, no sugar, no wheat." Kit knew Mrs. Kim was a sweet lady underneath her hard exterior, she saw it once after Mrs. Kim actually compliment her after seeing a cello performance "You have to soak them in tea to make them soft enough to bite but there but they're very healthy. So, how was school? None of the girls get pregnant, drop out?" Kit pursed her lips to save her from saying something sarcastic.

"Not that we know of" Lane shrugged.

"I'm sure statistics will catch up soon" Kit smirked.

"Joanna Posner was glowing a little," Rory added, smiling at her sister, who just nudged their shoulder against one another.

What!".

"Nothing, Mama, she was just kidding" Lane looked at her friends with annoyance. Mrs Kim clenched the dish towel she was holding turned towards the girls, her face taught as she said "Boys don't like funny girls."

Kit swallowed under her gaze, while Rory said "Noted."

"Hello" a customer called out after the bell above the door rang. "Anybody here?"

"We're here! We're coming!" she called out over their heads before turning to the girls and saying "Have the muffins. Made from sprouted wheat.Only good 24 hours." before disappearing into the clutter.

"Everything's half off!" They heard her yell.

"Where are you?"

"Over here!"

"Where?"

"By the chair!"

"What chair?”

"Seriously you need a road map" Kit said picking at one of the muffins.

"I need fudge." Kit complained to her sister, on the way to the Dragonfly Inn. Mrs Kim had practically forced the twins to eat her sprouted wheat muffins, Kit wasn't even sure what sprouted wheat was but she knew she never wanted to eat it again. The familiar kitchen housed Sookie St James, who was always fulfilling her sweet tooth with different flavours of fudge. As Kit opened one of the large fridges, she found the sweets she was looking for. Smiling to herself as she turned towards her sister, mother, and the chef.

"You're Happy?" Rory asked.

Lorelai continued to grin, as she nodded, it wasn't that the twins didn't often see their mother happy, in fact, she was rarely not the upbeat sarcastic women they loved, but this was something else.

"Did you do something slutty?" Kit asked, unwrapping the sweet. "No.. your not that happy"

The older women looked at each other and giggled, leading the twins to gaze at one other in confusion.

"What's going on?" Rory asked as Kit slipped the buttery fudge into her mouth, feeling satisfied with the white chocolate flavour.

"Here," their mother said holding out a large gift bag. Kit's eyes widen as Rory pulled out one of two plaid blue skirts.

"Oh baby, baby." Kit began to sing.

Rory raised an eyebrow, trying to contain her laughter "We're going to be in a Britney Spears video"

"Which sounds more fun in theory." Kit added.

"You're going to Chilton!" Sookie blurted out before her best friend slightly hit her in annoyance.

The twins looked at each other before looking at their mother. "Mom?"

Lorelai beamed at them proudly "You did it, girls. You got it."

"How did this happen?" Kit gasped

"You didn't. .with the principal, did you?" Rory asked her head slightly turned in that way she always did.

"No, honey, that was a joke." Lorelai rolled her eyes. "They have two spots, you're gonna start on Monday."

"Really?" Rory beamed.

"Really." their mother nodded with a grin.

"I don't believe this! Oh my God, we're going to Chilton!" Rory screamed with excitement

"Yeah."

Academically Kit and Rory weren't so different while Rory had been getting As in all her subjects since elementary school, Kit would sometimes get a B. Both getting As in Math and History, Geography, Sciences Rory pulled ahead in English, taking creative writing as an elective, while Kit had was more skilled in music and languages taking both French and Russian but that was at stars hollow high where the curve was vast even in AP classes. Where the twins differed the most was social activities, Kit was in Choir, had founded the Russian club, played in the orchestra for school plays, for some strange reason AV club and also a peer mentor. Rory Gilmore was very decided on her future, Harvard, Journalist. Kit was a little more unsure. On any given day she was torn between Bach and H.G Wells.

"I'll make cookies. Protestants love oatmeal." Sookie burst out, the three Gilmores jumping up and down.

"I have to call Lane," Rory said, laughing. Rory begins to leave before turning back towards her mother and saying "I love you"

"I love you both" Their mother said, as she stroked the back of her youngest daughter who was smiling.

Later that night Kit was sitting in the yellow and blue cozy bohemian of her bedroom, her room was placed on the second floor of their quaint blue house, facing their yard, the walls were coved in posters, The Hobbit, Ferris Bueller’s day off and an old map of St Petersburg upon the flyers for The Echo park time travel mart, The Last Bookstore and Track 61 along side many other quirky attractions the girls would visit with their father Christopher. Music scores and post it notes with her favourite quotes, ticket stubs from various, plays, concerts and symphonies she’d been to with her mother and sister. Her small brown desk cluttered with texts books, sheet music and various shades of blue nail varnish, a dish shaped like a whale filled with silver rings, Disney mugs with pens, coloured pencils and way too many highlighters for any one person. The dark wooden bedside table covered with Stephen King, Charles Bukowski, Nick Hornby and a very well read copy of The Prisoner of Azkaban mixed with a sketchbook her music journal. In the corner sat her Cello, an antique fade, she'd had for 6 years. Bookshelves filled with Science fiction, Russian classics and Epic Fantasies, assorted vinyl records from classics to classic rocks. Candles that smelled like Christmas and bonfires, piles of sweaters and knitted socks. Under her twin bed was the bass guitar her father bought her one Christmas and the black Taylor acoustic guitar she brought from Morey for $75. She was listening to music trying to phantom perfect Beethoven's Cello Sonata no. 3, her fingers twitched as she began to think about her new school, not just the academics but music, she knew that Chilton had a great orchestra but how many cellists would she have to compete with, she would have to audition, what would she perform. What if she was taught concerto's she wasn't ready for or worse one's she knew backward. The blue plaid skirt hung over her mirror tautening her. She would miss Peter. Just then Rory walked in, blue skirt drowning her. Kit tried not to laugh before switching her polka dots for plaid.

"Mom?" Rory called out and they made their way downstairs.

"So what do you think? Kit asked, her mother and Sookie were on the pouch

"Wow, it makes you both look much smarter!" Sookie exclaimed, with so much enthusiasm it warmed Kit's, heart.

"Okay, no more wine for you." Rory joked.

"Mom?"

"You look like you were swallowed by a kilt." She answered.

"Fine, you can hem it. A little." Rory told her as she pointed a finger.

"Mine a little more than hers" Rory looked at her sister with disapproval, "What?"

"I could hem it a lot." Their mother told them.

"No, you're not. I don't want it to be too short." Rory told them as she followed the other three into the living room. Kit jumped up on the wooden stool.

"I can't believe tomorrow's our last day at Stars Hollow High." she said with glee.

"I know."

"Today I was so excited I dressed for gym," Rory told them

"She played volleyball" Lorelai began to pin the material into the hem sat just above her knee.

"With other people," her mother asked, looking over at her daughter.

"And I learned that all this time I was avoiding group sports?" Kit was lucky at her state school she hadn't had to take gym since 5th grade due to music.

"Yeah?"

"Was very smart because you suck at them." Kit finished, her mother tapped her leg lightly.

"Well, yeah, you got that from me." she said to Rory.

Sookie interrupted the girls laughing when she asked "Where's your paté?

"At Zsa Zsa Gabor's house." their mother answered her best friend.

"Right. I'm going to the store because you have nothing."The chef told them as she wasn't used to the lack of fresh produce in the Gilmore house. She checked her handbag and put on her coat before saying "You feel like duck".

Kit nodded, eagerly.

"Ooh, if it's made with chicken, absolutely." her mother answered.

"I'll be back."

"Bye."

"All right. This will give you an idea. Go see how you like it" Kit jumped off the stool, and twirled before running up the stairs.

"Okay now your turn missy." she heard their mother say from the living room.

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FOUR // OH WHAT A THING TO DO.

The girls found the school easier to navigate than the first thought, after finding their locker, they found their first classroom fairly easy, Kit was sitting being a blonde girl who names she thinks might be Paris, Rory a few seats over. Much to Kit delight, the classes seemed to be studying Russian Literature, or maybe French Literature, it was a bit confusing.

“And while French culture was the dominant outside cultural influence, especially for Russia's monied class, English culture also had its impact. Tolstoy's favourite author, for instance, was. . .”

“Dickens.” Kit whispered, taking notes.

“Dickens.” the girl in front of her said

“Yes. And of course, last week we discovered Dostoevski's main authorial influences. . .”

“Sand and Balzac”

“George Sand and Balzac.” she said again.

“Good. As Tolstoy commenced writing both War and Peace and Anna Karenina, Count Leo would turn to. . .”

“David Copperfield.” Kit said a little too loud to be a whisper, it earned her a glare from the girl in front of her, plus a few other people, she just looked down

“Correct Miss…, He would turn to David Copperfield for inspiration..”

“Gilmore” If almost to save her a tall blonde guy entered the room.

“ Ah, Mr. Dugray.”

“Sir.”

“Nice to have you back. I hope your Grandfather's better.” The teacher asked him.

“Much better, sir.”

“Good. Take your seat, please.” Walking past he looked at between Kit and Rory, Kit noticed the boyish smile, Kit just smiled back trying to be polite, while Rory shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

“Great Expectations, A Tale of Two Cities, Little Dorrit, all major influences on Leo Tolstoy. Tomorrow we will focus on. . .”

“Who are they?”

New girls. Twins.

“Writing styles of these two literary masters, Tolstoy and Dickens.” Just then the bell rang.

Class dismissed.

“Looks like we got ourselves a Mary.” Kit heard cute, blonde boy say. Gathering up her books, she adjusted her backpack.

“Miss, Gilmores, could you come up here please?”

“Here are last week's study materials.” He hands them both separate binders, filled to max capacity with notes.

“There'll be a test on them tomorrow, but since you're new, you can take a makeup on Monday. Will that be sufficient time?”

“Monday? Sure, that's fine.”

“Good. That's just an overview. It would be very helpful to you to borrow one of the other student's personal notes. They tend to be more detailed.”

“More detailed than this?” Kit asked.

“t seems daunting right now, I know.”

“No, no. It's okay. It'll be fine.” Rory said flushed.

“Remember to get those notes. They'll be a lifesaver.” The twins nodded and exit the classroom. Kit looked at this binder and decided she needed a car if she was going to cart her cello and all of this work back and through every day. Kit was lost in thought she didn't notice Rory stopped in till she said.

“Oh”

“I'm Paris.”

“I didn't see you there. Where'd you come from?” Rory asked.

“I know who you two are?. Lorelai and Christine Gilmore from Stars Hollow,” she said eyes the twins up and down.

“You can call me Rory.”

“Kit”

“Are you going out for the Franklin? she asked Rory rather, abrasively

“The what?”

“Nice innocent act. At least I know you're not going out for drama club.”

“Are you?” she asked Kit

“Am I what?”

“I'm confused,” Rory said.

“The Franklin, the school paper, are you going out for it?”

“I don't know, I have to find my locker first,” Rory told her, the twins tried to walk away but like many of the conversation they had on this campus, it didn't end there.

“I'm gonna be editor next year.”

“Well, good for you.” Kit snapped, annoyed with this girl already.

“I'm also the top of the class, and I intend to be valedictorian when I graduate.”

“Okay, we’re going now,” Rory said, Kit didn't need to be told twice.

“You'll never catch up. You'll never beat me. This school is my domain and the Franklin is my domain. And don't you ever forget that.”

“I wonder if she pee’s on the floor to make that her domain”. Kit remarked.

Kit found the Chilton’s Auditorium easy enough, After lunch the twins went their separate ways, She’s had a meeting with the music teacher/ conductor, at the beginning of the lesson they talk about her previous experience, about the school’s orchestra they currently had 40 students, 8 cellists, two of whom were freshman, Mrs. Kepnes said that she would probably take one of their spots being a sophomore, the way she said it made Kit feel terrible.

but then had to prove she knew what she was doing in theory, with her cello in her hand she begins to play 2nd Bach Suite No.2 in D minor, Just you and the cello, she had to remind herself, it's not like there was a sea of students all judging her, once she was through the room was silent, then her teacher asked for someone more contemporary so she played, Yo-Yo Ma’s Triptych: |.. Kit began to lose herself in the music she could feel the tension of the last couple of days fade away, like a storm cleaning the air, she thought about Peter, about what he would say if she was playing just for him “vy slishkom bespokoit'sya, vy igrayete Amore, ispol'zuyte svoye serdtse” you worry too much, you play Amore, use your heart.

Again she was met with silence, Mrs.Kepnes than asked her to play something from the last twenty years so she played Yellow by Coldplay that was the last modern song she’d learned on her cello. When Kit was though she smiled, as he teacher dismissed her, she took her cello and left the stage, once she was standing outside she began to breathe, really breathe she wasn't sure what just happened. Just when she felt like she was going to cry, the short girl with short dark hair she’d eye stalked early, come out, pushed the door open to find Kit with her head against the locker doors.

“That was amazing” Kit straighten up, smiled at the girl, whose freckles were more visible unclose.

“Thanks, I think. that wasn’t. I don’t think that was.. “ she began, but the girl stopped her, her blue shirt rolled up at the sleeves.

“No really, I haven't seen anyone play with that much passion in a while, most of us are forced to take an instrument but you it's like yours.”

“Thank you but I'm sure that's not true..” Taking a deep breath she introduced herself “I’m Kit, by the way, Kit Gilmore.” extending her hand.

“Kit… Not Christine”

“Never Christine”

“Alright Kit never Christine, I'm Hazel McCrae, Violin, welcome aboard.”

Once all that was said and done, Kit went to find her sister, stopping by her locket the halls were pretty empty. Kit wished she could leave most of this stuff here, but was thankful her mother was picking them up, she checked her watch, she still had one class left.

“So you're the other Mary”. Looking up she saw the blonde guy from her earlier class, behind him was another guy, slightly taller, loose-limbed and slim, he was busy getting books from his locker.

“Excuse me?” she said, looking him in the eye.

“I’m Tristan.” he said, moving closer.

“Here I thought you the lamb Mary was looking for”. Tristan slightly scoffed but the boy behind him chuckled.

“I guess you’re not as sweet as your sister”.

“We have more of a betty veronica thing going on.”

“And which one are you?” Tristan said, smiling a charming smile Kit was sure would work on any other girl. Before she could answer, the guy behind him said

“Veronica Lodge or Veronica Sawyer” Tristan took a step back to involve his friend in the conversation, Kit turned to say him, she could see his eyes now a little more blue than green, his hair dark and curly. She pursed her lips, before saying “Either, either, both.” Kit smiled at him, before pulling her book bag higher on her shoulder. “Kit Gilmore,” she said extending her hand.

“Emmett Talbot” his hands were firm, his handshake was strong. Kit was slightly worried he was going to say something else and ruin her impress of him, so she picked up her cello and said

“Nice to meet you Emmett Talbot” before, leaving to put her cello in the music locket she’d been assigned.

“Seats now, please.” Her history teacher said, Kit hadn't found Rory but she knew they had History together when Paris walks in she gives Kit the meanest look, she could be made about her answer that question in English could she. Kit found a seat near away from her, took out her pen and notebook. When Rory walked her she heard Paris say “Oh, you've got to be kidding me.” she frowned. Rory took in front of her, while Tristan sat next to her.

“Hey, Mary.” he said to Rory.

“Okay, we left our projects off on Friday with Mr. Gaynor, so today we will pick up with Miss Gellar.”

“I don't have my project,” Paris said as she stood up.

“Miss Gellar, did you have sufficient time to complete your project?”

“Yes.”

“And yet you don't have it done?”

“Nope.”

“All right, you will receive an incomplete for this project.” She sounds disappointed and Kit actually felt bad for Paris when Rory stood up, interrupting.

“It's my fault.”

“Who are you?”

“Rory Gilmore. I wrecked her project.”

“Shut up,” Paris said.

“I don't have a Rory Gilmore, I have a Lorelai Gilmore and Christine Gilmore.”

Kit raised her hand when her name was called.

“That's me.”

“You are Rory and Lorelai Gilmore?” The old woman said as if she didn't understand the concept of a nickname.

“Yes. And I wrecked her project. My locker got stuck.”

“Just stay out of this.”

“Do you go by Rory or Lorelai?” She asked Rory before looking around her and say to Kit “Do you go by Christine Gilmore”

“No... It’s Kit” she said looking around making sure everyone knew that, she didn't want anyone to call her Christine every.

“Whatever. It's not her fault.”

“I need you to pick one.”

“One what?”

“One name.”

“Rory.”

“Fine, thank you. Rory, you wrecked Paris' project when?”

“Just before class.”

“Very convenient.”

“No, I did. My locker got stuck and when I opened it. . .” Rory tried to explain.

“Stop it!”

“Miss Gilmore, since you say you wrecked Miss Gellar's project, then you may help her fix it. You have until tomorrow.” Their teacher said.

“Fine,” Rory said as if it was no big deal as if she didn't have a million things to be to catch up already.

“No,” Paris replied getting more and angrier.

“Why not?”

“I don't want your help!”

“But I don't mind doing it.” Rory was still calm.

“Just stay out of this.”

“What is wrong with you? I'm trying to help you.”

“Well, don’t!”

“Ladies, enough. Miss Gellar, 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?”

“Yes.” Paris says sitting down.

“As long as you're standing... .could you also stand. “ She said to Kit, who slid out of her seat, straightening her skirt she smiled ”…Class, we have two new students. Say hello to Rory and Kit Gilmore.”

“Hi, Rory and Kit,” The class said in a chorus.

“Hello, Mary,” Tristian said.

“Does Jesus know just how clever you are?” Kit said taking her seat with Rory.

The Rest of the class went on without fault, their teacher was nice enough, the subject matter wasn't as daunting as her first class. There was so the tension between her sister and Paris, but she guessed Rory would just have to learn to be more competitive.

“Let's try another passage. "The Romanists have, with great adroitness, drawn three walls round 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.

“Martin Luther,” Rory says.

“Very good, Miss Gilmore. And what year did Martin Luther address the Christian nobility?”

“1520.”

“Very good, Miss Gilmore.” When the bell rings their teacher excuses them “Until next time,”

“Stay out of my way. I will make this school a living hell for you.” She heard Paris say to Rory

“See you tomorrow, Mary.”

“Gosh, what a sheep.” Kit said pulling Rory up from her seat, “Come on, Kid”

Overall Kit’s first day at Chilton was long but interesting, she had a good audition for Orchestra, maybe bad a friend, meet a cute non-douche boy. Her classes were engaging, she didn't find herself getting bored, or daydreaming and not once had she wrote music in her margins. This private school thing wasn't so bad. Once they picked up her Cello the twins made their way outside to find their mother. Rory ran into her arms when she saw here. While Kit made a beeline for the coffee.

“Mm. Hey, you.”

“So, this whole plaid-skirt thing... .my idea?” Kit opened the back door, putting her cello inside.

“My day sucked, too.”

“Promise?”

“Swear on my mother's life.” Kit was enjoying her coffee a little much, this school really needed a coffee machine available to students, it would seriously help. Looking around she found Hazel, getting into the same car she arrived in this morning. She wasn't sure whether to wave, but she waved first, Kit smiled as waved back. Maybe she had made a friend.

“I brought us some coffee.”

“Why, I'm shocked.”

“It's sooo good” Kit told her, before climbing into the jeep.

“Triple caps, easy foam.”

“Wow. What, do they expect you to get smart all in one day?” Their mother commented holding up Rory’s backpack.

“Oh, they expect a lot of things,” Rory said climbing inside the jeep, Kit let her jump into the back and their mother pass her the bag.

“Well, so tell me.” She said, Rory, put her head between the seats and said

“I don't know. It was just one big, long, scary, tweedy, bad eight hours,” she complained.

“Add some hairspray, and you've got my day.”

“How about you?” she said nudging Kit, who just shrugged.

“One of the girls already hates me, the guys are weird.” Rory continued.

“Weirder than other guys?”

“Yeah, they kept calling me Mary.”

Both Kit and Lorelai sniggered. “You’re Kidding me. Wow”

“He tried that with me”.

“What did you say”? Rory asked her.

“I told him, we have more a Betty, Veronica thing going on” taking another sip of her coffee, she mother hummed in agreement.

“Why? What does it mean?”

“Mary, like Virgin Mary.” Kit told her.

“It means they think you look like a goody-goody.”

“You're kidding.”

“No.”

“Well, what would they have called me if they thought I looked like a slut?” she almost whispered.

“Well, they might have added a Magdalene to it.”

“I might have made a friend and meet a boy who got my Heathers reference.”

Both Rory and Lorelai looked at Kit like she was the sunshine in their raining days.

“Drive on” she said gesturing her head towards.

#Gilmore Girls #Gilmore Girls OC #Kit Gilmore #The Adaptation of Kit Gilmore #Gilmore Girls Fanfiction #Oh What A Thing To Do #Rory Gilmore #Lorelai Gilmore #Emily Gilmore #Paris Geller #Luke Danes #Tristen Dugrey #Hazel McCrae

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THREE // THE GILMORE’S FIRST DAY AT CHILTON.

Sitting on the front porch was the perfect way to spend a Sunday night, Kit thought, she finally pick a cello piece for her audition, 2nd Bach Suite No.2 in D minor, when she spoke to Peter about it yesterday, he told her she would be asked to play 3 octave scale (Major and Minor). Kit decides Bach would be a good place to start and then she could just follow instructions, find out what her teacher wanted from her.

“That's nice,” Lorelai said as Rory passed a can of whipped cream to her sister after filling her mouth, Kit repeated this action.

“Thank you.” she said her mouth full.

“Don't move, please.”

“So, why are you insisting on doing this?” Their mother was currently painting Rory’s toenails, Kit has clear polish on her nails, for the first time since what seemed like forever, they weren't painted with one of the 60 bottles of blue nail varnish she seemed to own.

“Well, because you're starting private school tomorrow.”

“Yes, but I'm going to be wearing shoes. Nobody's gonna see my feet.”

“Okay, but everybody knows that private school girls are bad, and bad girls always wear red nail polish.”

“What teen movie did you pick that up from.” Kit said. Rory was a few from a bad girl as anyone could get.

“Are you nervous?”

“About what?” Rory said

“About starting Chilton.”

“Yes!” Kit yelled getting up from her seat, she was in desperate need of a Fanta.

“Well, I wasn't until I heard about all those bad girls.” she heard Rory say.

“Guys, guys! New CD - XTC, Apple Venus Volume 2.” She heard Lane scream, running into the house past Kit, in search of a stereo. Kit just laughed, opening the fridge.

Rory Gilmore was defiantly more anxious than the rest of her household, however the night before their first day of school Kit Gilmore was keep awake with worry, so when her alarm began to ring at 6.am she almost threw it across the room, but decided smashing a mirror on this particular day would have devastating consequences.

When her sister came busting through her door at 7:10, Kit was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting her plaid skirt, blue shirt and blazer uniform, her hair pulled in a loose side braid, tights, socks and black and white loafer which were the worse part of this who ensemble. Rory let out the breath she was holding.

‘Its 7:10.”

“I can read a clock too..” She snapped, “Sorry I needed Coffee…” grabbing her leather messenger bag, checking one last time she had everything she needed. She picked up her cello with both hands. “I’m ready”. She began to maneuver her instrument down the stairs but could hear her sister and mother.

“What? God! Hi.”

“What are you doing?” Rory yelled looking at her barely awake mother.

“Having a heart attack.”

“I thought you were up. It's 7:10!”

“What?

“it's 7:10!”

“No.”

Putting the heavy cello by the door, she made her through to the kitchen thanking God her sister made a pot of coffee.

“We have to go! What if there's traffic? Mom!” she heard Rory yell. Rory was a very punctual person.

“Okay, you know what, time lady? Why don't you go downstairs grab your sister and warm up the car? That would be really super. Thank you.”

“Just hurry!” Rory yelled bouncing down the stairs before Kit could even put down her cup, to pick up her book bag, Rory yelled.

“Kit, Come on”

After loading their things into the car, Kit returned to the kitchen, grabbed an apple.

“It's 7—“

“Don't even think of finishing that sentence!”

“Wow.” she said noticing her mothers outfit, denim cut off and a tie dye t shirt.

“What?”

“Nothing. I just didn't know the rodeo was in town.” Kit sniggered.

“All right, that's it,” she said grabbing a photograph of the twin naked. “I’m bringing the baby pictures.”

“No! I'm sorry! I love the rodeo,” Kit started chasing after her.

“the rodeo rules!”

Driving through their town was bitter sweet, both sisters were lost in their head, while their mother was going on and on about something. They passed the high school and Lane sounded by a splash of red uniforms, Kit looked down at her new blue one and sighed, she didn't think she would ever miss Stars Hollow High but right she did, the kids there looked happy, she wondered if the new students she would meet would nice to her, prep school kids couldn't be as bad as movie had made them out to be right.

When they finally made it Chilton, despite the earlier rush neither Rory or Kit move from their seats instead just looked up at their new school. This place was huge, it looked it like come Halloween its would house a great haunted mansion.

“I Remember it being smaller,” Rory said, the three Gilmore tilting their heads to get a better look, Kit sandwich between them.

“Yeah. And less. . .”

“Off with their heads.” Kit finished.

“Yeah”

“What are you looking at?”

“I'm just trying to see if there's a hunchback up in that bell tower.”

“He's probably roaming around the grounds.” Kit said.

“So, how do I look?” Rory asked.

“You look great…” she said to Rory before turning to her second born to say. “You both look wonderful.”

Kit smiled and began to gather her things, taking a deep breath.

“Really?”

“Really. You are an amazing kid. You have earned this.You just go in there and show them what smart really is.I love you.”

“Just call me if you need me”

“You're kidding, right?” Rory asked, looking like she was on the brink of a panic attack.

“No. Call me if you need anything…both of you” Her both told them sweetly.

“I'm great at making up dirty cheers.” Grinning in that Gilmore way. Kit just rolled her eyes, as if either of her daughters would ever be a cheerleader.

“You have to go in with us” Kit added.

“Girls, come on.” Lorelai winced, looking down at her outfit.

“You have to meet the headmaster.”

“Well, look at me, Rory. I can't meet anybody who does anything in there.”

“Mom!”

“No, I look like that chick from the Dukes of Hazzard,” she said sternly. Kit was beginning to believe this wasn't going to start well.

“This is our first day. You are not getting out of going in there with ours.” Rory said in her adult voice that once Kit to apologises to Katie Asher for ‘accidentally’ hitting her with a dodgeball in 4th grade. Crossing her arms she said. “Period.”

Rory opened the door, letting her sister pass, Kit opened the back door, grabbing her cello, putting in on her back, she adjusted her bag, now she was ready.

“Good morning.” she heard her mother say to two women who shared a look and then walked away.

“Oh, well, we're gonna be best friends,” she remarked to Rory, putting on her coat to cover her poor outfit choices. The twins made their way through the stone arches, past the iron gate, leading to what appeared to the quad.

“So, where do we go?”

Rory pulled out a piece of paper, always prepared.

“Uh, the Ambroise building.”

“Which is?”

“The big, scary one.”

“As opposed to the middle scary ones, whats your gage here?” Kit said to her sister, After years of carrying around her cello, the tall teen had gotten used to disrupting the weight evenly but that didn't mean she wanted to walk around aimlessness. She let out a huff, she was beginning to get flush.

“Lost?” Noticed a talk, dark-haired man, smiling in a way that made Kit’s skin crawl.

“Oh, yeah. Uh, we're looking for the headmaster's office, the Ambroise building.” Their mother explained.

“Ah, okay. Well, this is it right here.” He started, looking around “You just go inside, down the stairs, make a left, and the headmaster's office is at the end of the hall.” pointing out the direction.

“Great. Thank you.”

“You're welcome.”

Rory grabs hold of her mother's arm, but the Ian extends his hand.

“Merde” Kit whispers, falling back on her heels.

“Um, I'm Ian Jack.” He introduced. “My daughter Julia goes to school here.”

“Do you call her JJ.?” Kit asked though he seemed to ignore her. Julia Jack tough break. Her mother shakes his hand.

“Hi. I'm Lorelai Gilmore. Um, these are my daughters Rory and Kit.” She clarified pointing to each of them in turn.

“Your daughters? Really?” he asked surprised as if she would have someone other explanation why she at this school, at this hour looking for the principle. Kit wonder how old they would have to get before people stopped questioning that detail.

“Yup.”

“Wow, that's great. Uh, I mean, daughters are a great thing.” The twins exchanged a look that said are you serious.

“We're big fans.”

“Yeah. Uh, yeah. So, is your husband here? I'd love to meet him.”

“I'm not married.”

“Ah.”

“I'd love to meet your wife, though.”

“Oh god” Kit exclaimed, shifting her feet once again, Rory was now studying her watch, For Christmas two years ago, their grandparents had brought them matching silver faced, brown leather watches, they both always wore them, along with a small chained vintage Tiffany bracelet Kit had found in a thrift shop, the last time they’d visited New York.

“I'm divorced.”

“Shame.”

“Yeah.

“Hello…Headmaster..” Kit finally said, after having about enough of the whole conversation, she was already tired, they dad had just begun.

“Right! We gotta go meet the big guy, and I gotta, uh, get back to work.” they started to walk away before being caught in the web again. oh brother. Kit feel back on her feet, wondering how long it would be before she could wear her boots to school.

there were students being dropped off, by their parents, by their oh so obvious nanny’s, in a silver BTW convertible, Kit caught the eye of a boy, perhaps a little older than her, he appeared to be arguing in with the girl in his passenger seat, her short brown hair framed a round face, her eyes a little heavier on makeup then Kit had allowed herself to have this morning. Opening the door the girl pulled out a violin case, said goodbye to the boy and walked towards the quad. Kit blushed when she realised she'd been staring a little too long, turning away she catch the rest of her mother's conversation with the man who might become her new stepfather.

“Well, it was nice to meet you, Lorelai. Good luck in school, Rory. I'll tell Julia to look out for you.”

“Great, thanks.”

“See you.”

When Kit turned back towards the fountain, the car was gone. Rory’s hand came down on her shoulder, her face serious.

“What a nice, nice man.”

“You're feeling pretty good about yourself right now, aren't you?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want me to get you a mirror?” Kit snapped, the smiled on her mother face faded.

“I'm back… Let’s go.”

Walking through another glass door, plus a second iron gate before they found themselves in a very grand room that housed a staircase and a 1/5 of the worlds wood.

“Oh, good, more big stuff,” Lorelai commented sarcastically, Looking around Kit decided just to let her sister be the navigator on this particular mission. As they descended the staircase Rory said “Turn left.” Kit noticed, three girls, stare them, when Kit turned back they had the most annoyed expression on their face, she just shook her head slightly and continued.

Reaching the white double doors, the ‘Headmaster Charleston.’ seemed bigger than it was everything here seemed bigger than it was.

“You ready?”

“No.” The twins said.

Taking a few deep breaths.. they mother asked again, this time the twins said

“Yes.” as they pushed the doors opened. Inside a very old secretary wearing glasses on a string was sitting behind another vintage looking desk, she wondered where they shopped, if it really was vintage or if it had just been here since it was new.

“Um, excuse me.” Their mother said quietly. The women looked up which caused the three Gilmore’s to jump back slightly, at the slight women’s heavy makeup.

“ Oh! How... .wow, hi. I'm Lorelai Gilmore. These are my daughters, Lorelai Gilmore... .'cause I named her after me, and Christine Gilmore after her father, I was in the hospital all whacked out on Demerol.”

Kit nudged her mother “ Never mind. Um, but we call them Rory and Kit. It's short for Lorelai and Christopher, but they’ll answer to either one or even 'Hey, you' depending on the. . .” Now it was Rory’s turn to nudge her mother to stop her babbling.

“Uh, is the headmaster here?”

The women looked at them puzzled before standing up, saying “One moment.”

Kit sniggered, “What was that?” releasing her cello from her back, it landed on the ground with a thud.

“See, that's what happens when you go to bed with your makeup on.”

A moment later, she returned.

“Headmaster Charleston will see you now.”

“Great, great. Thanks.”

The followed their mother through the door, Headmaster Charleston was a round, tall man with white hair, with a slight southern accent. He looked like Kit had imagined a headmaster would look. She loved it when that happened.

“Ms. Gilmore, I'm Headmaster Charleston.” He said shaking their mother's hand formally.

“Hi. Wow, it's really nice to meet... “ He voices trailed off, the twins followed her gaze to see their grandmother sat on the leather sofa, underneath a very old painting. “Ex..Mom. Um, excuse me. What are you doing here?” she finished, letting go of the headmaster's hand, a moving towards her Mother. Emily Gilmore stood up and made a beeline for her granddaughters.

“I came to wish my granddaughters luck on their first day of school.” she replied as it was obvious.

“But -“ Lorelai started but her mother cut her off.

“Don't you look wonderful in uniforms!” Kit looked down, is that how she looked wonderful, she felt unconformable, anxious and flushed.

“Uh, you didn't have to come all the way out here, Mom.” she said Kit hugged her grandmother after Rory, propping up her Cello case, against the wall, out of the door.

“Well, this gave me a chance to make sure that Hanlin here takes good care of Rory.” She told her daughter proudly.

“Hanlin's wife and I are on the symphony fundraising committee together, Kit you meet her once remember” Kit tried to remember, she had a vague recollection of a thin blonde woman, with a ridiculous nickname she just nodded, her mother shot her a look.

“Wow, that's great.” Which in Gilmore meant something other than enthusiasm.

“Your father and I are golf rivals. We're still fighting it out to see which one is worse.”

“Oh, yes.” Emily said as if she just remembered:“We’re all old friends.” Kit wondered why people did that.

“Well, there's nothing like friends. Especially if they're old... .ones.” Their mother really was on a roll today.

“Well, would you like to take off your coat and have a seat?” The Headmaster suggested.

“Oh, no. No, I'm fine.” she struggled to say.

“I'm afraid they were a little overzealous with the furnace this morning. It's quite warm in here.” The twins looked between their mother, grandmother and new headmaster, self-consciously.

“I like it warm.”

“Lorelai, take off your coat and sit down.” Emily said with gritted teeth “You don't want Hanlin to think you're rude.”

Reluctantly she takes off her coat, smiles an embarrassed smile at both her daughter before saying “Laundry day.”

Emily decided to change the subject “Hanlin, did you know that both Rory and Kit have a 4.0-grade average?” Kit was sure her’s was close to 3.9 but okay.

“I'm sure he does, Mom.”

“And Kit is a marvellous cellist, she’s going to make a wonderful addition to the orchestra.”

The twins sat down on the old leather chairs, while their mother took the seat next to them. They both looked slightly uncomfortable with the praise their grandmother was giving them.

“These are very special girls. You take good care of them.”

“We'll do our best, Emily.”

“Oh, God. my daughters are not gonna be a problem. they are totally low maintenance, you know, This one like a Honda.” she said pointing to Rory “You know, they're just easy, just. . .”

Kit and Rory both coughed trying to stop their mother from talking so much.

“…Nice office.”

“Well, 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.” Bitty that was it. She guesses Kit wasn't any better. Emily shook his hand and he kissed her check in that polite way.

“Tell Richard I'll see him at the club Sunday.”

“Have a wonderful day, girls. I want to hear all about it.” She said sweetly to her granddaughter, who each smile and nodded.

“Do you need a ride or is your horse parked outside?” she stubbed her daughter.

“It's so nice to meet you.”

“Have a great day?” she tells her daughters kissing them both on their forehead. Kit was both nervous and relieved her mother was leaving.

“Oh, you don't want to forget your coat.” The headmaster call to her before she reached the door.

Once their mother and grandmother had left, Headmaster Charleston suggested their conduct their interview individually, Kit and Rory both silently decided she would go first.

“Your turn, Ms. Gilmore,” he said as she walked Rory out of the room with a thick file.

“Thank you,” she said standing up, looking at where she cello was leaning against the bench, she knew Rory was going to wait for her.

Come in, have a seat.” he ushers her back toward the seat she a previous occupying. Retrieving a copy of what she knew was her transcript from his desk, she took the seat across from her.

“You’re obviously a bright girl, Miss Gilmore” He is looking the folder.”

“Thank you,” she replied politely,

“Very well rounded, Good grades, the teachers like you, You took your grade 7 cello exams last spring” she nodded.

“Lots of social activities, Choir, You founded the Russian club, you were in your freshman production of a midsummer nights dream, is theatre something that interests you?” he asked

“It was enjoyable, but I prefer being in the orchestra if I'm being honest.”

He took another look at her before asking “What are your aspirations, do you want to go to Harvard like your sister?”

“No, id like to Yale” Kit wasn't really sure where this came from, it was unmentioned that she didn't want to follow her sister to Harvard, and the more she thought about, the more she looked into it Yale seemed like a better fit.

“They have a great History department, Daniel Lerner who is kind of crazy but also a genius,” she said rather quickly. “I'd like to minor in Music composition and major in History or Russian.”

“On your way to being. . .” The question gave her pause, she knew he was looking for a figure, someone she’d admired but honestly.

“Well-educated, and cultured,” He gave her a look to continue “I'd like to travel, to learn as much as I could, from different people who have lead different lives, so my perspective doesn't become too single dimensional but I do have people I admire, Mary Shelley, Sol Gabetta, Jacqueline de pré, Queen Victoria.”

“Really?”

“I’m not sure I want to live someone else lives. I’d never want to become someone who knows runs out of things to learn” he seemed content with her answer.

“I've known your grandparents for quite some time.”

“I know.

“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.”

“They are wonderful grandparents.”

“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 may have been one the smartest girl at Stars Hollow, but this is a different place.” He moved behind his desk, taking a seat and a chair that suddenly seemed a lot bigger.

“The pressures are greater, the rules are stricter, and the expectations are higher. If you make it through, you will have received one of the finest education 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?”

“Absolutely”

“Take this to Miss James in the administration office across the hall.” with that Kit left the room, not sure how to feel. She saw Rory who took the large file from her so she could pick up her cello.

Once they’d found the administration office another old, more strict looking women greeted them.

“Hi, we’re looking for Miss James,” Rory told her.

“Names?” She asked looking at both of us.

“Lorelai Gilmore. But I go by Rory.

“Christine Gilmore. But I like to be called Kit”

“Fill this out, please.”

Taking the paper, she takes the twins files. They both begin to fill out the paperwork unaware, of the commotion going on outside the window.

Well?

Shut up.

Hurry, please. Spiders.

Lorelai Gilmore.,Christine Gilmore.

Nice stripper name.

Formerly of Stars Hollow High School.

Where's that?

Drive west, make a left at the haystacks and follow the cows.

Ooh, Dixie chicks.

Perfect attendance, 4.0-grade point average. One a grade 7 cellist

Bugs, dirt, twigs.

One’s a Journalism major, the other’s a language major

That means she's gonna go out for the school paper.

Not necessarily. She's got like a thousand recommendations in here.

Popular with the adults and going out for the school paper.

Would you stop? You don't know she's going out for the paper.

Ow, something's biting me!

Quiet down.

I hate nature.

They’ll never catch up. They’re a month behind already.

You can tutor her. Be like a big sister.

You're funny.

Okay, lizard, goodbye

Why are they letting all these extra people in? They just take up space and screw up the curve. We don't need any new kids here.

Too late.

“Here's the dining room, the science hall, and the theatre. Here's your locker number, here's your schedule, This is your for the instrument” she motion to Kit who took the piece of paper with a combination on it, Music locker, prep school perk.

“Take this map. Here are 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 any place, any time. If you do it in Latin you get extra credit. Do you have any questions?”

“Uh, not at the moment.”

“Nope.”

“If you do, you can make an appointment to see your guidance counsellor, Mr Winters. He handles everything but bulimia and pregnancy. For that, you'll have to go to the nurse or Coach Rubens. Welcome to Chilton.”

The twins looked at each, and each sighed, now their Chilton experience could really start.

#Gilmore Girls #Kit Gilmore #The Adaptation of Kit Gilmore #Gilmore Girls Fanfiction #Gilmore Girls OC #The Gilmores First Day at Chilton #Rory Gilmore #Emily Gilmore #Lorelai Gilmore

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FIVE // KILL ME NOW.

Friday night dinners were now apart of their lives, it was a requirement Kit's and Rory's mother Lorelai had agreed too when their grandparents agreed to pay the girl's prep school tuition. Before this arrangement, the twins only saw their grandparents on holidays, Christmas, Easter, Kit wouldn't admit this out loud for fear of her Mother's sarcastic response but she liked seeing their grandparents more.

"Dinner was lovely, Emily." Their grandfather said from the head of the table. Their grandparent's house was bigger and but it wasn't one of those mega mansions you see on MTV. It was filled with antiques their grandmother had found from all over the world, with rich fabrics and fine china. Their house was a perfect reflexion of both Richard and Emily, It was hard for Kit to imagine her eccentric mother growing up in this house. Everything had a place but her mother could never find a place to fit.

"Mira does make a perfect cassoulet." Emily Gilmore smiled proudly.

"Who's Mira?" Kit asked, placing her knife and folk together.

"Our cook."

"I thought the cook was Heidi." Their mother interjects.

"Oh, no, we let Heidi go months ago. She had a problem closing things - the door, the refrigerator"—

"The liquor bottle." Both girls laughed at their grandfather's snide remark.

"Then it was Trina, then Sophia." Emily continued.

"Oh, I liked Sophia."

"You did not."

"I didn't?"

"She was the one who sang."

"That's right - terrible woman." watching their grandparents back and father were rather funny to both girls if it was already clear they were related just listening to them all talk would be proof enough.

"And after Sophia we had Anton."

"That's right. Anton was the one that I liked."

"I'm sorry, Dad, how do you mix up Anton and Sophia?" Their mother asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, one is a man and one is a woman." The twins exchanged look before sniggering to themselves.

"And your point being?"

"That one is a man and one is a woman."

"I have a lot to do in a day, Lorelai, I don't have time to keep up with a multitude of people that your mother employs."

"But one is a man and one is a woman." their mother said again unable to understand his mistake, Just then the cook in question brought out dessert.

"The dinner was so wonderful, Mira," Lorelai said

"It's Sarah." The cook replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry." with that she left.

"Mom! Her name is Sarah!"

"I thought she said Mira." she said, her eyebrows raising in that Gilmore way.

"Grandma" Kit scolded.

"Hey, Grandma,..." Rory started, changing the subject. "..these plates are really pretty."

"Thank you, Rory...They were your great-grandmother's."

"Lorelai the first," Richard stated.

"I thought Mom was the first," Rory asked.

"Not in the name."

"No, but in so many other things I was a regular trailblazer." Kit laughed, at her mother's inappropriate jokes.

"...Just finishing your thought, Mom."

"Lorelai the first is my mother. She's an extremely accomplished equestrian, a distinguished patron of the arts, and she's also world-famous for her masquerade balls. She's quite a woman, my mother."

"Sound like my kind of woman," Kit told her grandfather, he spoke about his mother with such love, painted her with such grace, Kit wondered if that's where she got her musical talent from. Who doesn't love a masquerade ball, Attend masquerade ball? New bucket list item.

"Yes, she was," Emily said without the devotion her husband had.

"Mira, come cut the cake please." she called out to the kitchen.

"Yes, and why don't you bring Sarah out here with you?" Their mother called after her, Kit just smiled into her hands, her grandmother tight-lipped.

"So, Lorelai, how are things at that charming little inn of yours?" Emily asked as they all enjoyed their dessert, a white chocolate gateau Kit thought was heavenly.

"Mm - they're still charming and little. We're just crossing our fingers it doesn't assert itself and become rude and large."

"Mom's having a huge wedding there this week." Kit said praising her mother, before taking another bite

"Really?"

"Yeah, actually there are people coming from all over the country," Lorelai said

"Well, isn't that nice?"

"Yeah." They seemed to be smiling at one another but all that stopped when Emily said

"So girls, how's Chilton?

"OK, done with me now." Kit smiled at her mother.

"I'm sorry, was there more to the story?" Emily asked her daughter.

"Uh, the girls have to pick a team sport to play."

"It's a requirement," Rory told her sweetly

"Physical fitness is as important as intellectual fitness. So says Plato and so say I." Their grandfather told the twins.

"Expect if you play with a bunch of competitive teenagers than it's a potential career ender for a cellist." she said Indicting to her fingers.

"What sport are you going to pick?"

"I'm not sure. I'm not really the athletic type." Rory told them

"I told her she should go out for the debating team," Lorelai told them, taking a bite of the cake.

"It's not a sport."

"It is the way the Gilmore's play". their mother commented.

"So, what are your choices?"

"God, there's like a thousand of them: basketball, lacrosse, track" Rory started to list.

"Swimming, Golf, that pretty safe right, for your hands". Kit asked, gesturing to her hands

"Golf?"

"Yeah."

"Well, your grandfather is a golf player."

"Oops." their mother said.

"He plays every week at the club. He could teach you to play like a pro." Emily continued.

"Emily." Their grandfather, said his face taught, he did not want to teach his granddaughters to play golf, that was clear to everyone but their grandmother.

"Why, he could take you there on Sunday. It's perfect."

"It's not something you can teach in an afternoon," Richard said. The twins exchanged a look with their mother.

"That's OK. They can pick something else." Their mother tried to defuse this situation.

"Why should they pick something else? They need to learn a sport and Richard can teach them a sport." Turing to the girls she said.

"You can use your mother's old golf clubs. They're upstairs gathering dust along with the rest of her potential."

"OK, Mom, can I maybe talk to you for a minute?"

"We're having dessert."

"I know but I'd like to talk to you fast before the sugar sets in and makes me crazy."

"You are the oddest person." she responded, leaving the table.

"Too easy."

The rest of dinner went on without a hitch, once the eldest female Gilmores had decided the twins plans for that weekend, the had more dessert and coffee.

"Oh, man, did you get blindsided? I'm so sorry." Their mother told them once they were another side of the door, the late September air, whispering against her bare legs as she pulled her wool coat tighter.

"That's OK," Rory told her.

"I tried to stop it, I swear."

"I know. Maybe it won't be that bad." Kit interjected, the look of her mother say, was both questioning and amused.

"Maybe it won't."

"Maybe we'll like it," Rory added.

"Maybe you will."

"Maybe you could come with us." Kit couldn't help but laugh at her sister request.

"Oh, is there a "you're crazy" team? 'Cause I think they'd make you co-captains." She told them.

"Please?"

"Girls I love you. I would take a bullet for you. But I'd rather stick something sharp in my ear than go to the club with you."

"Fine."

"I'd rather slide down a banister of razor blades and land in a pool of alcohol than go to the club with you."

"We got it" Kit told her.

"Don't stop me, I'm on a roll. I'd rather eat my own hand than go to the club with you. Ooh, I'd rather get my face surgically altered to look like that lunatic rich lady with the lion head than going to the club with you." Their mother struggled out, both girls were just looking at their mother's ridiculous annotates. Kit rolled her eyes before she chuckled.

"Would you like me to drive so you can continue your diatribe?"

"Would ya? Thanks." Tossing Kit the keys, they made their way to the jeep.

"I'd rather cut off my head and use it as a punch bowl than go to the club with you." Rory just shook her head.

The twins drove their mother's jeep to their grandparent's house, they were slightly late because Kit was complaining about having to wear pants, she was strictly a skirt and tights kind of girl, on very rare occasions she wore jeans but these beige pants she was wearing now she did not like, maybe if it was warming she could wear shorts. Pulling on the sleeves of her yellow shirt she sighed while Rory knocked on the door.

"Richard, so help me God, you will be sweet to these girls and make this a memorable day for them. This is the first time we've gotten to show our granddaughters off at the club and it means a great deal to my happiness - and yours - that this day goes well. Are we clear?"

They heard before their grandmother opened the door.

"Girls Hello."

"Sorry, we're late." Kit said, moving the conversation into the foyer where their grandfather messing around with his golf clubs, he seemed as uncomfortable as the twins with this forced activities.

"Nonsense. You're right on time."

"Hi, Grandpa." Rory smiled.

"Girl, nice to see you."

"This is a perfect day for golfing, isn't it Richard?" Kit smiled at her grandfather, more and more she was finding herself unable to be annoyed by her grandparents.

"It was cooler at 8." he mumbled.

"Our we dressed OK?" Kit asked, looking at the two sets of golf clubs her grandmother had provided them, she was having a hard time picturing her mother playing golf, or any sport that wasn't an eating contest.

"We didn't have any of those short pant things." Rory finished. Emily looked them up and down, and smiled, It wasn't a common assurance to see the twins dressed a like, their mother was strictly against cute matching outfits. Except for that one Halloween when she dressed as the twins from the shining but that wasn't cute, it terrified everyone, the ten-year-olds thought.

"Well, actually there is something missing. Oh, wait a minute..." pulling two, matching yellow, red and green hat from an obviously new shopping bag. She put the hat on Rory's head, handing Kit her's who in turn put it on before her grandmother adjusted it. She smiled as she caught her eye.

"Here you go. Now you look just like Tiger Woods."

"Wow, that's some hat," Rory said looking the mirror.

"OK, off you go, you three. Have a wonderful time." The twins picked up their clubs, Rory struggling with the weight, while Kit looped them into her shoulder.

"We will."

"You bet." they heard their grandfather said, as they made their way to his car.

"Is it hard to become a member here?" Kit asked, walking through one of the many greens that the club had to offer. Kit thought it was strange to have three men following them around, carrying their golf clubs but after a while, she seemed to forget they were they. Now she definitely needed a car or a golf caddy.

"Everyone has to go through a thorough screening process." he told them, as they walked on either side of him.

"Kind of like the FBI?" Rory asked.

"We're much more thorough than that." He told them.

"Wow."

"Yes. Did you know the merger of Farscape and D.S.S." He asked them, Kit didn't have any clue who or what that was but Rory's ears perked up as she said.

"Really."

"International finance will never be the same and all because of a lost golfing bet"

"That's crazy."

"Well that's high finance." he said, as they reached their first hole.

"Well, here we are. Now, what do you know about golf?" Kit thought about it, what did she know about golf, apart from Tiger Woods and Birdy or how much she enjoying wearing one white glove. Her eyebrows contorted as Rory said.

"That it's a good walk spoiled?" Their grandfather signed, before pulling a club from his bag.

"Well, your driver is the most powerful club in your bag, and as such, it can be your most valuable asset or your greatest liability.

"To wield it properly requires a precise combination of confidence and humility." He said passing the club to Rory.

"Confidence and humility. Got it."

"There you are. That's a pretty good natural grip."

"Now, line the toe of your left foot up with the ball. That's right." he demonstrated.

"Now, drop this shoulder a little bit. Now, keeping your left arm firm, draw the club back, swing it cleanly through the ball."

"I'm betting that was wrong," Rory said after cutting up the green with her swing.

"There are no rights and wrongs to the learning process." Kit tried not to giggle ."Try that again.

"I'm betting that was wrong." Kit said as she did the same thing. Richard took the clubs of Rory and handed it to Kit.

The three of them played a few more holes before, the twins even managed to hit the ball, it didn't go very far but it was a start.

"I can't believe I hit the ball!" Rory exclaimed.

"Well, it was quite impressive."

"It landed in the water." Kit said defeated.

"Yes, but the splash was quite impressive."

"This place is so beautiful. I could see just coming here to think or read." Rory started.

"But that probably defeats the purpose of the holes with the flag thing." Kit finished, They really were having a nice time with their grandfather, the conversation hit a lull every now and then but the three of them found things to talk about, it mostly involved the girls asking him questions about golf but it flowed nicely.

"There is something rather serene about walking around here." he told them, taking in the tranquil views.

"Do you come here every week?" Kit asked.

"No. When I can. I'm often working on the weekends."

"Bummer," Rory said.

"Isn't it."

A Man passed them in a golf cart, saying hello to their grandfather who politely returned.

"Can I ask you a question?" Kit asked.

"Go ahead.

"What do you do?" she asked, she knew her grandfather worked in finance, but that was it.

"I'm the executive vice-president of the Gehrman-Driscoll Insurance Corporation." he said as if he'd been asked that question a thousand times.

"Wow," Rory said

"Yes."

"And as executive vice-president, what do you do?" Kit asked further. Kit was very interested in differences between jobs and careers, she often thought she would be one of those people who just had a job opposed to a career, she just couldn't see herself doing one thing in till she retired. Maybe she would work in France teaching cello or in a museum in New York or maybe she'll just have a job in some company that does something. Lately, it had become clear that Kit inherited her father wondered gene, but her father was happy right? Even without a clear career path.

"Well, it's a very big company - one of the largest in the United States as a matter of fact - " he started although he seemed enthusiastic when talking about his job, he had this look passed his face, A look that showed the only teenage girls he was used to dealing with was his wayward daughter. "I have a myriad of duties which would bore you greatly to hear about."

"Oh, OK," Rory said, deflated, being interested in the practical side of her grandfather's career while Kit was more invested in the emotional, she could have a perfectly happy life doing this and that job wise as long as the other aspects of her life were fulfilling.

"Do you enjoy it?" She asked.

"Well, I suppose I do, I oversee our international division," he told her, a little more enthusiastic.

"That sounds important," Rory told him.

"Well, it rates a parking spot."

"Do you get to travel a lot?" Rory asked.

"Quite a bit."

"Lucky." Both girls said together, they smiled at each other. As different as they are, sometimes they'd share a thought, one would say what the other was thinking. There was this certain look they gave each other, that said: "I was just thinking that."

"I suspect you have a yen for traveling." he asked the girls.

"We're up to my ears in yens."

"Any particular place you'd like to go?"

"Russia" Kit said "It's the only place I have to go as if my life with being incomplete if I didn't " He hummed before turning to her sister.

"Hundred of places. Paris, Rome, London, Prague, Istanbul, Finland, Fez - Have you ever been to Fez?" Rory listed.

"I can't say that I have."

"I want to go to Fez." She told him, the excitement written all over the face.

"I think traveling for a young girl is a very important thing. Your mother never got a chance to travel much."

"I know. She talks about that all the time." Rory told him, while Kit hummed in support.

"She does?"

"We've got a deal. When we graduate from high school we're going to go backpacking through Europe together. You know, do the whole hostel thing." Rory told him, gaining his full attention as they walking up the path.

"I just hope it really happens." Kit told him.

"Well, we'll just have to make sure that it does." He told his granddaughter, encouragingly.

Just then another golf cart pulled up.

"Richard!" blonde women in a colorful plaid said, a little dog in a matching outfit sat on her lap.

"Gloria! You look wonderful." Using his host voice. Kit and Rory were very used to this voice, after years of holiday parties at their grandparents.

"Aren't you sweet? Is Emily here?"

No, I'm taking my granddaughters for a round of golf."

"Well, we must get together."

"Absolutely."

She pulls away and their grandfather said.

"The most odious woman alive."

"I wondered where I got that from," Kit said, smirking at her grandfather, who smiled back.

The conversation and the golf followed a little easier after that when they finished, the arrived at the 'club' part of the club.

"Now, we'll meet back here in forty minutes?" he told them as they stood outside 'His' and 'Hers' spa doors.

"OK." they said together.

"And then, if you like, we can get some lunch."

"That would be great." Kit said.

"Fine."

"Cool."

"Yes."

"I feel spoiled." Kit told Rory who just smirked at her. The two of them were sitting in the sauna, letting the steam rejuvenate their pours.

"And you know she took the house."

"I could use a someone to follow me around, carrying my cello."

"What you pay them"

"I could pay them in fudge."

"She deserved it - putting up with that tramp all those years."

"You don't know how to make fudge." In a whisper.

"Last year, Christmas, he bought them both the same bracelet."

"Sookie makes it in batches, I could share". Rory chuckled at her sister who never once in her life had shared fudge with anyone who wasn't her.

"She should have just shot him like his first wife did."

"Oh, I love Janie. Is she out yet?"

Both girl's eyes widen at the word shot, who new society prices could be so dangerous. "Nanette, Peg." The women to earlier said, this time without her plaid or dog.

"Gloria, hi. Good game?" One of the gossiping women said.

"Not bad, you?"

"Oh, I just came for the steam. We must get together and play sometime soon." Kit felt like she could invent a drinking game, using that catchphrase.

"Next week?"

"I'll call you."

As Gloria moved into a different part of the spa, the twins heard to women say.

"The most odious woman alive."

"Grandpa's a little gossip, who knew." Kit whispered to her sister.

"She caught him in the pool house with the tennis pro, not the riding instructor." Kit told their grandfather once they sat down for lunch

"I had no idea".

"That committee of yours is not looking at people as much as you think," Rory told him.

"Why would they? From what you've told me they're all involved in one nefarious activity after another."

"It's a conspiracy." Kit said taking a sip of her sweet tea.

"It's Peyton Place. Is there more?" he asked his granddaughter, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"Can you handle it?" Kit asked him.

"I'll steel myself."

"OK, Mr. Neville likes all things frilly," Rory told him in a hushed whisper.

"Good God. He's my broker," he said exasperatedly. Smoothing out his brows, with his hands

"I don't think one will affect the other." Kit told him. Just then two elderly men approached their table.

"Mind if we barge in?" one of them said.

"Look who's here. Ah, Girls, this is Julian Johnson" he said gesturing to the man in yellow. "And Edward James, These are my granddaughters Rory and Kit"

"Call me "Ed".

"You can call me "Ed" too," Julian said and both men laughed.

"It's nice to meet you." The girls said over each other.

"Would you like to join us?" Richard asked.

"If The girls don't mind us intruding on their time with their families grandfather."

"No, that's fine," Rory told them.

"Oh, that's good. So, we hear you're attending Chilton."

"We just started," Rory told him.

"That's a hard school."

"Yes, sir".

"These girls are excellent students," The Grandfather told the men, proudly as he looked over his menu.

"Really?"

"4.0-grade point average." The girls smiled.

"Whoa! That's got me beat." Both men laughed.

"And Kit here is quite the savant." Kit blushed under his praise.

"They're going to Fez someday."

"Fez? What the hell is in Fez?" Edward asked.

"That's for them to find out," Richard said as he exchanged a look with his granddaughters, who both grinned under his gaze.

The girl drove home after their excursion with their grandfather once they arrived home, the girls made their way to Luke's in search of their mother.

"Interesting hat." Luke said. Rory was playing with the hat their grandmother had given them. Both girls were nursing an oversized cup of coffee. Kit was thinking about the last chapter of the huge English binder she had to do.

"We went golfing with our grandfather today," Rory told him.

"Did you know that golf courses are an environmental blight because of the chemicals they use to keep the grass green?" Kit looked at Luke in disbelief, she knew he was an environmentalist, but he still fished. Luke Danes owed the Diner the Gilmore clan frequented before Luke turned it into a diner it belongs to his Father, who ran a hardware store, he still had the "Dane's Hardware" sign out front, she found that endearing.

"Actually I did."

"She's joking. Luke."

With that, he finished pouring the coffee and walked away. Their mother came bustling, talking a mile a minute.

"My God - this day. The swans, the tulle," Kit giggled.

"my head...Luke, I need the largest cheeseburger in the world. Let's break a record here, mister." She called out to him. Luke responded with a grunt.

"So, the wedding is a nightmare. We got these ten boxes of creepy larvae that are supposed to swarm into beautiful butterflies on the wedding day. They swarmed a little early! What's with the hat?"

"I've got one too" Kit said pulling it out her pocket.

"Grandma gave them to us."

"Oh, now, that's just mean."

"It's not that bad."

"Do you want a mirror?" Kit sniggered, Rory took off her hat.

"So, Gilmore's golfing adventure. Tell me!"

"It was fine," Rory told her.

"Oh, honey, I brought you some of Sookie's chocolate cake to make you feel better." Kit smiled at her mother. Now that they were done with golfing to which Kit was sure after this day she wasn't going to pick up another golf club in her life, she began to think about the large amounts of homework and studying she had to do for her English class, the blinder she'd been given on her first day of school was getting bigger by the day. They'd moved on from Tolstoy to Dickens and were preparing for Shakespeare.

"It really wasn't that bad."

"You are the sweetest kid in the whole world," Their mother told Rory. Kit chuckled taking another sip of coffee.

"Where on earth did you get that from?"

"Luke, am I mistaken or did that sign on the door say "open"?"

"So, where were we?

" Us golfing." Kit answered.

"Right - go."

"OK, well, uh, by the end of the day I could even hit the ball," Rory told her.

"It wasn't always her ball but the intention was good. I don't think golf is for me but id like a golf caddy, if you looking for birthday gifts."

Lorelai rolled her eyes at her youngest daughter.

"Well good intentions and no physical exertion whatsoever is what the game of golf was built on. So, um, did you order?"

"I'm not hungry. I had a big lunch at the club." Rory told her, while Kit hummed in agreement.

"With all the other devastators of our land," Luke told them as he refilled their coffee.

"Luke we're very sorry, on behave of all teenagers that play golf" Kit told him with a winning smile, he smirked at her in response, which made her chuckle slightly.

"You had a big lunch at the club?" She asked them.

"Yes, it was quite good," Rory told her.

"Quite? What's with the quiet?"

"What do you mean?"

"You don't ever say quite."

"I've said quite plenty of times."

"Time to get off this train." Kit told them.

"Whatever. So besides the "quite good" lunch, you had, what else happened?"

"Nothing. We played, we met his friends, we took a steam." Kit told her.

"You took a steam?" Their mother asked shocked

"Yeah. we sweated out all my toxins and Kit stole a towel."

"Wow! Sounds like you really had a good time."

"We did, we found out Grandpa is quite the gossip." She tried to say without smiling.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Really?"

"Really."

"OK, you're making me dizzy." Kit told them.

"Sorry," Their mother told them, Kit could see that this wasn't what she expected her daughters to say.

"I just - I'm surprised." she started, "I thought you were gonna be bored"

"I was kind of surprised too. I don't know" Kit told her, playing with the yellow mug in her hand.

"It was pretty there, and we talk a lot with Grandpa." Her sister finished for her.

"You talked? Really?"

"Don't start this again." Kit said.

"Sorry. You talked?"

"We talked about Fez."

"And he thought it was a hat."

"We told him about our backpacking trip. He thought it was a great idea."

"Wow."

"So you really had fun."

"Yeah." The girls answered together.

"That's great." Luke approached with Lorelai cheeseburger and curly fries.

"That is really, really great." she said not glancing at the burger, Rory began to play with her hat.

"I thought you were starving," Luke asked.

"Things change. Move on."

"Does this hat really look bad on me?" Rory asked, putting the hat back on.

"No. I think it looks kind of cute." Their mother her, Kit smiled at her sister, before stealing some of her mother's fries.

#Gilmore GIrls #Gilmore Girls OC #The Adaptation of Kit Gilmore #Gilmore Girls Fanfiction #Kill Me Now #Luke Danes #Rory Gilmore #Lorelai Gilmore #Emily Gilmore #Richard Gilmore #Paris Geller #Emmett Talbot #Sookie St James

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TWO // I WILL FOLLOW.

"So you're just leaving," Thomas said, Thomas Knight was her piano partner, on more than one occasion they had been forced together during a concert, and sure he was a great piano player and often kept up with her, but he was also a minute man. Track to be more specific. Thomas was typically handsome they kind of guy when his hobbies are described you think sure that sounds right. It wasn't in until one night both high from the spring recital, the two shared a very heated kiss that Kit began to notice the finer details about Mr Knight that he could quote blade runner backwards or how he always smelt like the ocean, that he hated being called Tommy. Beginning the first romance of Kit Gilmore, as her mother had grown to call it, short as it was only lasting 3 months before they both agreed, their professional relationship was far more interesting.

"I'm moving school, Thomas not countries, I'll promise you'll survive." She told him, grabbing the notebook, textbooks, an old sweater and makeup bag out of her locker and dumping them into the box the tall boy was holding.

"Yeah I know" he replied, Kit just raised her eyebrows at him trying to be cool, slamming the red rusted door shut for the last time. She tried to take the box from him but he just shook her head and motioned her forward.

"I'll still be around for Miss Patty and recitals and we can even do that Christmas Hanukkah Winter medley you were talking about the other night," she told him as they walked down the hall and out the door, Kit turned when she heard the sound of her sister's voice.

"30 Minutes with traffic." Rory was walking towards the town centre with the new boy, Kit remembered someone mentioning he moved here from Chicago during her French class.

"Okay, then I guess it alright that you're leaving," Thomas said, returning her attention to the dark haired boy beside her she sniggered, wondered if he heard what he just said.

"Thank you, kind sir, for your permission, how will I ever repay you." Kit said with extreme gestures.

He just shook his head at his friend and the two of them made their way towards her house.

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That night, at Luke's dinner the three of them we're all picking their food, Kit was worried about her cello audition, about catching up in her classes, while Rory was now unsure whether she wanted to move schools and Their mother, her big secret was, that she'd asked her parents for the money to pay the tuition of the girls new school.

"I forgot to tell you both, that we're having dinner tomorrow night at your grandparent's house," Lorelai told them, breaking them out their own thoughts the twins exchanged a look.

"We are?" Kit asked

"Mhmm" she replied before taking a sip of coffee.

"But, it's September," Rory asked her.

"So"

"So, there are no national holidays in September, expect National fortune cookie day but i don’t think grandma knows that." Kit told them with a smile, taking a sip of her own.

"Look, it's not a holiday thing. It's just dinner, okay?" Their mother told them.

"Fine, sorry," Rory told her sheepishly.

Luke brought their burgers to the tables and conversation stopped, pulling the check of the pad he said "Red meat can kill you. Enjoy."

"So, I finished hemming your skirts today"

"Thanks, mom" Kit said as she started to enjoy her food, while her sister was stabbing her burger with her folk.

"A grunt of acknowledgment might be nice," Lorelai said, directed at Rory.

"I don't understand why we're going to dinner tomorrow night. I mean, what if I had plans? You didn't even ask me." Kit couldn't help but snort at her sister's words which earned her a slide glance, boy her sister was in a mood tonight.

"Well, if you had plans I would have known." their mother said completely missing the point Rory was trying to make.

"How?"

"Well, you would have told me." She stated

"I don't tell you everything. I have my own things." Rory snapped back.

"Fine, you have things".

"That's right. I have things."

"Hey. I had dibs on being the bitch tonight" Their mother said, Kit watched as she took a breath and tried to calm herself it was a habit Kit herself had picked up, I didn't always work.

"Just tonight" Rory muttered.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Kit joined raising her voice slightly.

"I'm not sure I want to go to Chilton," Rory told them, her eyes refused to catch theirs.

"What?" Kit roared, where had this come from.

"The timing is just really bad." She began to explain.

"The timing is bad?" Lorelai repeated.

"And the bus ride to and from Hartford, it's like thirty minutes each way."

"I can't believe what I'm hearing."

"Plus, I don't think we should be spending that money right now. I mean, I know Chilton's got to be costing you a lot."

"Oh, you have no idea." Their mother said Kit knew it was a loaded statement but was too shocked by her sisters change in attitude.

"All of your money should be going toward buying an inn with Sookie."

"Except the part that's paying for me to go to Chilton because I'm still going". Kit said turning to her sister who just let out a breath.

"What about college? What about Harvard?"

"We don't know that I can't get into Harvard if I stay where I am, you don't even want to go Harvard." she said to her sister.

"You don't have enough diversity for that, and maybe I don't but how about I take your spot." Kit retorted.

"Okay, enough. Enough of the crazy talk, okay? I appreciate your concern but I have this covered."

"I still don't want to go." She said with a huff.

"Why?"

"Because I don't."

"Rory!" Kit exclaimed.

"I have to get out of here," Lorelai explained, getting up from her sit in the dinner and starts to leave, Kit followed after her opening the door into the cool night streets.

"We have to pay first," Rory stated as if that was the problem.

As they walked home in silence they saw, Lane on her awkward hayride date, sandwiched between two Korean boys, when they reached Miss Patty's dance studio, Kit was recreating not finishing her dinner.

One-two-three. One-two-three. One-two-three. It's a waltz, ladies. Susie, do you have to tinkle? Then uncross your legs, darling.

"Oh, Rory, good. I think I found a job for your male friend." Miss Patty said standing the door way, light silhouetting her, as she smokes a cigarette, looking as fabulous as every.

"What male friend?" Lorelai asked, and now Kit understood. STUPID LEATHER JACKET BOY.!

"They need a stock boy at the supermarket. I already talked to Taylor Doose about him. You just send him around tomorrow."

"Okay, thanks."

"What male friend?"

"Oh, he's very cute. You have good taste."

Miss Patty turned back to her dance class she said.

"Hands in the air, not in the nose"

For someone who wasn't athletic Rory sure moved fast, Kit was so mad at her sister, maybe it was more disappointment than anger. Why would she do this?

"Oh, you're gonna have to walk faster than that. You're gonna have to turn into friggin' Flo Jo to get away from me."

Once they reached their house Rory walk in and slams the door, not caring that her mother and sister were behind her.

"This is about a boy, of course. I can't believe I didn't see it. All this talk about money and bus rides. You got a thing going with a guy and you don't want to leave school." The mother said as she walked through the house into the living room, normally if one twin was arguing with their mother the other was stay out of it but this was the exception.

"I'm going to bed."

"God, I'm so dense. That should have been my first thought. After all, you're me."

"I'm not you," Rory said gathering her book bag from the sofa.

"Er yeah you are, turning in to some high school cliche, throwing away your future for a boy, that doesn't sound like my sister." Kit said, before turning to her mother and saying "No offences."

"Whatever."

"So who is he?"

"There's no guy!"

"Dark hair, romantic eyes? Looks a little dangerous?"

"No.. His move the boy next door type right?" Kit said.

"This conversation is over."

"Tattoos are good, too!"

"I don't want to change schools because of all the reasons I've already told you a thousand times. If you don't want to believe me, that's fine. Goodnight.." Rory closed her bedroom door, their mother continued.

"Does he have a motorcycle? 'Cause if you're gonna throw your life away, he better has a motorcycle!"

"He was carrying her books." Kit scoffed her eyes widen before she shook her head. "I have to go figure out what piece I'm going to play for my audition at.. Chilton". she said a little too loud, her mother kissed her forehead before she followed Rory into her room.

"Well, I think that went pretty well, don't you?" "Thanks for the knock."

Once in her room Kit kicked off her boots, pulled out her journal from her book bag, before she began to shuffle through her closest looking for an appropriate dress for dinner at her grandparents.

All three Gilmore's were standing outside their grandparents house, They were all nervous, not Kit so much she liked her grandparents, she didn't think that they were unrealisable for them to want, Lorelai and Christopher to get married then they got pregnant at 16 but also understood why that was the choice her parents took. In the end, she went with a peace blouse and black shirt, tights and ballet flats.

"So, do we go in or do we just stand here reenacting The Little Match Girl?" Rory said she was still sulking, about Chilton.

"Rory, stop."

"Okay, look, I know you and me are having a thing here and I know you hate me but I need you to be civil, at least for dinner and then on the way home you can pull a Menendez. Deal?"

"Fine."

"You guys are ridiculous" Kit breathed out as she rang the door bell, and her grandmother opens the door right away. Kit wondered if she heard the conversation they previously had and blushed slightly in embarrassment.

"Hi, Grandma," The twins said in unison.

"Well, you're right on time." Their grandmother said as she leads them through the door into the foyer.

"Yeah, yeah, no traffic at all," Lorelai explained as she took off her coat, looking for a place to throw away her coffee cup.

"I can't tell you what a treat it is to have you girls here." Their grandmother looked nothing but elegant with her silk blouse and pearls, she took the girls coats and hung them up.

"Oh, well, we're excited, too." Kit said, she didn't feel the same discomfort regarding her the 'Gilmores' that her sister had, he mother had her own reasons but in Kit's eyes her grandparents had always been nothing but kind and generous to the twins.

"Is that a collector's cup or can I throw it away for you?" Emily comment.

"Oh." Lorelai begins to toss her empty coffee cup into the trash can located next to the door frame. Kit wondered what if would ever be used for.

"In the kitchen, please" her grandmother retorted, before turning to the twins and saying.

"So, I want to hear all about Chilton."

"Well, we haven't actually started yet." Kit said as walked the twins through the house, through the hall way and into one of many sitting rooms in the Gilmore's grand Hartford home.

"Richard, look who's here."

"Rory, Kit.... You're tall." their grandfather said looking up from their paper to view the twins properly, both girls were the hair down so it framed their face, the blue sweater Rory was wearing brought out her eyes. Kit had convinced her to add some blush to her usual makeup.

"I guess," Rory said, Kit looked at her grandfather and thought he was adorable.

"Well, what's your height?"

" 5'7"." the girls said again in union

“That's tall. The girls are tall." he said to himself and their grandmother, Kit didn't think that she had grown that much since Easter but maybe they had.

"Hi, dad," Lorelai said, entering the room behind them.

"Lorelai, your daughter's are tall."

"Oh, I know. It's freakish. We're thinking of having them studied at M.I.T." Kit shook her head slightly she knew she mother was nervous, her witty commentary was proof of that.

"Ah" he responded slightly deflated.

"Champagne, anyone?" Emily asked, bringing a silver tray, with crystal glasses, each of the girls took one.

"Oh, that's fancy." Kit said.

"Well, it's not every day that I have my girls here for dinner on a day the banks are open," Emily said slightly bitter.

"A toast - to entering Chilton and an exciting new phase in your lives."

"Here, here. " Both Kit and Richard said together, Kit smiled, before she sipped her champagne, oh how sweet those bubbles are.

"Mmm. Well, let's sit everyone." Rory sat next to her grandfather, while Kit took the seat next to her grandmother, taking another sip of her drink.

"This is just wonderful. An education is the most important thing in the world, next to family."

"I couldn't agree more grandma" Kit said looking at her sister, who quietly looked down.

"And pie," Lorelai said, and no one laughed.

"Joke, joke."

"Ah," Emily said, Kit finished her champagne, as her grandfather handed Rory a section of the paper.

An hour later the Gilmore family was seated around the dining table, candle light filled the room as they ate of china plates. Rory sat next to her sister, opposite their mother.

"Rory do you like the lamb?" Emily asked her granddaughter trying to fill the silence with polite conversation.

"It's good". Rory answered taking another bite.

"Too dry"

"No, it's perfect."

"Kit?" Emily turns her attention towards her youngest grandchild.

"Lamb's my favourite grandma, the gravy is wonderful."

"Potatoes could use a little salt, though." Their mother commented. Kit just tilted her head as if to say was that really necessary.

"Excuse me?"

"So, Grandpa, how's the insurance business?" Rory asked and Kit was thankful for her sister's good timing.

"Oh, people die, we pay. People crash cars, we pay. People lose a foot, we pay." he said sounding rather crass. Kit just continued to eat her dinner, it really was rather delicious.

"Well, at least you have your new slogan."

"And how are things at the motel?" Richard grumbled at his daughter, Kit could feel the tension that was building in the dining room.

"The inn? They're great." Lorelai said proudly, hating that she had to remind him of her career path.

"Lorelai's the executive manager now. Isn't that wonderful?" Emily said, both the twins smiled at their grandmother as she gushed over her daughter's success.

"Speaking of which, Christopher called yesterday," Richard stated, taking a sip of his red wine.

"Speaking of which? How is that a speaking of which?" the conversation of the twins Father was slightly awkward one, their mother never denied them their father, and every time she spoke of him or saw him there was nothing but love and warmth.

"He's doing very well in California. His Internet start-up goes public next month. This could mean big things for him." Richards returned before turning to the girls.

"Very talented man, your father."

"He's also got a new motorcycle" Kit said under her breath. Kit had a stronger bond with her father than Rory did, the two of them talked all the time at least once a fortnight, he was more honest with her than with her sister. They were both wanderers, wanting to try lots of things before deciding what they wanted, what they liked.

"They know." Their mother said slightly more angry than before.

"He always was a smart one, that boy," he said "You girls must take after him." added quickly, "Speaking of which, I'm gonna get a Coke....Or a knife." their mother said leaving the table, after a minute Emily went after her while the twins and their grandfather sat in awkward silence, the conversation behind the wall a little too loud to be private, started out well enough with her grandmother trying to calm down her daughter but soon took a turn.

Why would he bring up Christopher? Was that really necessary? He likes Christopher. Isn't that interesting? Because, as I remember, when Christopher got me pregnant, Dad didn't like him so much. Oh, well, please, you were sixteen. What were we supposed to do - throw you a party? We were disappointed. The two of you had such bright futures. Yes. And by not getting married we got to keep those bright futures. When you get pregnant, you get married. A child needs a mother and a father. Oh, Mom. Do you think that Christopher would have his own company right now if we'd gotten married? Do you think he would be anything at all? Yes, I do. Your father would have put him in the insurance business and you'd be living a lovely life right now. He didn't want to be in the insurance business and I am living a lovely life right now. That's right, far away from us. Oh, here we go. You took those girls and completely shut us out of your life. You wanted to control me. You were still a child. I stopped being a child the minute the strip turned pink, okay? I had to figure out how to live. I found a good job. As a maid. With all your brains and talent. I worked my way up. I run the place now. I built a life on my own with no help from anyone. Yes, and think of where you would have been if you'd accepted a little help, hmm? And where the girls would have been. But no, you were always too proud to accept anything from anyone. Well, I wasn't too proud to come here to you two begging for money for my kids' school, was I?

The Twins exchanged a look at that piece of information, Kit saw a look on Rory face that she knew meant she changed her mind about Chilton, knowing how difficult it must have been for their mother to ask her parents for the money to provide an education for her children. After saying goodbye to their grandmother, they walked out the door.

"Mom?" Kit said as they stood outside in the doorway

"I'm okay. I just. .do I look shorter? 'Cause I feel shorter." she joked, leaning her head on the shoulder of her youngest.

"Hey, how 'bout I buy you a cup of coffee?" Rory said pulling her coat to stay warm or because she was nervous about the upcoming conversation she knew she needed to have. "

"Oh, yeah. You drive, though, okay, 'cause I don't think my feet will reach the pedals.”

Kit drove them back to Stars Hollow, parking at the house before they took off towards Luke's

"So, nice dinner at the grandparents' house," Rory said breaking the tension.

"Oh, yeah, her dishes have never been cleaner." the mother replied.

"You and Grandma seemed to have a nice talk." Kit asked nudging her mother slightly.

"How much did you hear?" she asked her children.

"Not much," Rory said

"Snippets," said Kit.

"Snippets?" Raising her eyebrows, the three of them stood in the doorway of Luke's this was becoming a habit of this evening.

"Little snippets."

"So basically everything?"

"Basically," Kit said opening the door.

"Well, the best-laid plans." the mother said taking off her coat and sitting down.

"I think it was really brave of you to ask them for money," Rory told her.

"Completely" Kit added.

"Oh, I so do not want to talk about it." she dismissed.

"How many meals is it gonna take 'til we're off the hook?" Kit asked.

"I think the deli spread at my funeral will be the last one." Lorelai looked at her eldest daughter who just smiled.

"Hey, wait, does that mean..."

"Can't let a perfectly good plaid skirt go to waste." she smiled.

"oh.. We're private school girls." Kit exclaimed, raising her eyebrows suggestively at the sister, who sniggered in response.

"Oh, honey, you won't be sorry."

Just then Luke Danes arrived at the table both Kit and her mother had to do a double take, instead of his usual backward baseball cap and plaid shirt, he was wearing slacks and a blue collared shirt.

"Wow, you look nice. Really nice." Their mother commented.

"I had a meeting earlier at the bank. They like collars. ... You look nice, too." The twins exchanged a look, both laughing lightly.

"I had a flagellation to go to."

"So, what'll you have?" he asked the table.

"Coffee, in a vat."

"I'll have coffee also. And chili fries." Rory ordered.

“Yes coffee and do you have any pie, cherry maybe." Kit asked.

"That's quite a refined palate you got there." he said before walking away.

"Behold the healing powers of a bath....So, tell me about the guy?" Lorelai asked Rory.

"You know what's really special about our relationship? The total understanding about the need for one's privacy. I mean, you really understand boundaries."

"So tell me about the guy."

"Mom!"

"Is he dreamy?" Rory blushed while Kit just nodded slightly.

"Oh, that's so Nick at Night."

"Well, I'm gonna find out anyway."

"Really? How?"

"I'll spy. Kit will tell me" she said as if it was the most obvious thing.

Minutes later Luke returned with their order

"Coffee. .fries... pie"

"Thank you, kind sir." Kit spoke politely.

"...I can't stand it. This is so unhealthy. Girls, please, put down that cup of coffee. You do not want to grow up to be like your mom." Luke commented look at the twins who smiled at each other.

"Sorry, too late." The twins answered before tucking into their food.

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