You are Rory Gilmore's twin sister. Despite that, you two look and act nothing alike. She's booksmart and shy, whilst you're street smart and outgoing. She's a rule follower. You're a rule breaker. I think you get the gist.

You both got into Chilton because despite your tendencies to try and be a rebel, you're just as smart as Rory. Hell, that's probably the only thing that makes you two alike.

At Chilton, Rory had this one blonde boy always hitting on her. Tristan Dugray. He'd tease her and call her Mary. As in Virgin Mary, since she was such a rule follower... but you... the only reason he talked to you was to ask you about Rory. But, even then, he had a nickname for you, too. Eve. As in the first woman. The woman that broke the rule and bit the apple.

One day, you're walking down the hall whilst class is going because you got to school late, but just as you're making your way to your locker, a familiar blondie's voice rings out.

"Wow, hey, aren't you supposed to be in class, Eve?" He chuckled sarcastically.