Rory Kavanagh. My brother's best friend. The fella who's been in and out of our house since we were barely out of nappies-boots on the floor, toast crumbs everywhere, laughing loud enough to shake the walls. He's always just been Rory. Tyler's mate. Part of the furniture. When we were younger, I used to tag along after them like a shadow, thinking he was only half-human, half-superhero. Never thought much of it. But then I blinked, and we weren't kids anymore. He grew taller, broader, nicer somehow. And suddenly I was seeing him differently. Like, dangerously differently. Now I'm tutoring him-me, the nerdy one-trying to keep him from flunking his exams. Every week it's just us at his kitchen table, his notes ignored, him grinning across at me like he's in on some secret I'm too afraid to name. He's still Tyler's best friend. Still the one I shouldn't even be thinking about. Right? ...Right? ***** Tanna Biggs. Jaysus, she's something else. Always has been. Sweet, quiet, clever as anything. Used to follow me and Tyler around asking a thousand questions, and I'd roll my eyes, but truth be told, I never minded. She's grown up now though. And she's class. Proper gorgeous-the type of girl who doesn't even realise she is. Hair like sunlight, brown eyes that make you forget your own name, freckles she pretends to hate but I swear could start wars. She's small, soft-spoken, but she's sharper than anyone I know. She's meant to be helping me study, but half the time I've no idea what she's saying. I'm too busy watching her laugh, pushing her glasses up her nose, biting her lip when she's concentrating. I keep telling myself to cop on. She's my best friend's little sister. Off-limits. But every time she looks at me with those eyes, all shy and sure at once, I can't help thinking- maybe some rules are meant to be broken.

IN WHICH.. In an attempt to hide her crush on her childhood friend, Louella Biggs tells an innocent lie about having feelings for Johnny Kavanagh so things don't get complicated. Little did she know that's exactly what is going to happen

↳ ✹ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒙𝒕𝒂𝒑𝒆 frankie jones was the town's "it girl". she was popular, pretty and sweet-unless you piss her off, you will see a bitter side to her. but she wasn't always the brightest girl. frankie's aunt is sookie st. james and she has lived with her since she was 10 when her mom disappeared during the night and was never seen again. did frankie stop smiling? no. she kept on smiling and being herself. she missed her mom, though. now new boy - jess mariano, luke danes' nephew arrives into town. frankie felt a weird feeling in her stomach whenever shes around him. so, when he starts talking to her-frankie jones begins to act out with him. the town's it girl was in love. jess mariano, 𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 season 2-?

Cleo Ashford wasn't exactly Stars Hollow's sweetheart - and she never tried to be. You didn't need to be a mind reader or some psychic tarot-reading town weirdo to figure out why Mrs. Kim practically hissed like a vampire at the sight of her near Lane. Why Babette's muttering turned into full-on commentary the second Cleo's combat boots hit the pavement. Or why Luke Danes, king of grumpy coffee slinging, could suddenly remember a dozen "fire code violations" every time Cleo asked if he was hiring. People didn't like her. Fine. Cool. Cute, even. Let them clutch their pearls while she smoked in the alley behind Doose's and rolled her eyes through yet another town meeting where Taylor tried to ban fun. Cleo wasn't interested in fitting in with the cookie-cutter charm of this postcard town. She wasn't interested in validation, approval, or any of the suffocating politeness the residents used like a weapon. She had a plan - get out. Leave Stars Hollow choking on her exhaust. As soon as her mom stopped pretending she could "fix her" with therapy pamphlets and curfews, Cleo was gone. One-way ticket. New life. No strings. But then he showed up. Luke's nephew. Broody, smug, eyes like he knew things he had no business knowing. A boy who didn't look at her like she was trouble - he looked at her like he wanted to get in trouble with her. And that? That was a problem. A distraction. An anchor. Now, it wasn't just her mother trying to chain her to this town. It was him, too. And Cleo Ashford didn't do chains.