Author: Chubs

Author's notes: I wrote a story like this, but decided it was too complicated and to dramatic for my liking, so I decided to re-write it in to something better! Hopefully!

Disclaimer: I own no one but the people you haven't heard of. I think they are Lorelai III (Ellie), Pat, Emma, Sid and TJ. If your going to sue me or yell at me, please realize that I have no money, I've got a shirt on lay by that I still need to pay off.... In two days, so yeah no money and nothing else.

Spoilers: No spoiler's of the likes.

Description: The story is set in 2022, after Rory has become a journalist, and her 2nd child is about to start at Chilton.

Rory married Matthew (Matt) McKinnon the year before she gradated and had there first child, Patrick (Pat) Jonathon, then the year after Lorelai (Ellie) Eleanor, then 12 years later she had Emma Leigh, but unfortunately in 2021, the year before the story takes place, Matt dies of a brain tumour. Rory then moved back to Stars Hollow to be with her mother and Luke, for comfort and familiarity instead of the coldness and unfamiliarity of the elite and rich of Hartford.

Lorelai Eleanor, Ellie.

It came from when Pat was a young boy and couldn't say Lorelai, so he called her by her middle name Eleanor, Ella, which then lead to Ellie. Ellie also came from L from the beginning of Lorelai.

29th August 2022

'Mum, hurry up or else I'll be late for school!' yelled Ellie Gilmore. It was her first day at high school, she was starting at the elite and forbidding Chilton Prep; her brother Pat had started there the year before but unlike Ellie had been attending Chilton all his life, while Ellie had chosen to go to Miss Hennessy's Academy for Girls until high school.

'Coming!' yelled Rory Gilmore as she ran down the stairs putting on her heels and straighten her blouse. She is the stunning image of me, she is the exact replica of me, nearly everything I like she likes. My baby is all grown up. Rory's memories flashed back to her first day at Chilton, it was eventful in it's own way.

'Mum don't start crying until I'm in the gate,' Ellie said frustrated grabbing Rory's hand, 'now grab your keys and get your butt in the car, Pat and I are waiting for you.'

'Alright, alright, settle down, school doesn't start for another hour,' Rory said following her daughter out of the house and into the jeep. 'What worried your going to get a detention on your first day?' joked Rory.

'But we need to stop for coffee,' replied Ellie jumping into the jeep, 'and God now's how long that will be.'

'Right coffee, can't start the day with out coffee,' replied the tall brown haired boy in the passenger seat. He was the spitting image of his father. 'Or the world might come to an end.'

'I hope that wasn't a sarcastic comment boy,' said Ellie flicking him on the shoulder.

'No never!' Pat, Rory's only son and first child defended as they pulled in to the diner.

'Luke!! Please just one,' they heard Lorelai their grandmother begging Luke for some coffee.

'All right, only because it'll shut you up,' grumbled the crabby old man.

'You know that you love me,' she said sitting down at the table with Rory, Pat and Ellie. 'My favourite family.'

'Well you're my favourite grandmother,' said Ellie smiling and getting up. 'Luke, may I please have some coffee?'

'You're a minor, so I'm saying no,' he said walking away.

'It's not like its alcohol or anything, I'm not addicted, I don't have to have coffee, and I did say please,' she said smiling sweetly up at him.

'I'm immune to that smile; I'm married to Lorelai Gilmore, the lady that taught you that smile. If you say you can handle not having coffee, then try going one day without it. Try going one day without it and you'll get unlimited amount tomorrow,' he said smirking, knowing that Ellie couldn't handle a day without coffee.

'BUT I'M STARTING AT CHILTON TODAY NOOOO!' she screamed.

'Keep your voice down, there are people who are still asleep,' grumbled Pat from his seat.

'Oi Louis keep outta it,' she snapped back at him in an Italian accent.

'It's only one day,' Luke commented pouring coffee for Kirk.

'Your on,' she said shaking his hand. Ellie turned around to Rory's table tacking a bite of her muffin, 'come on mum we got to go or else we'll be late.'

'But we only just got here!' started Rory but stoped when she saw the look on Ellie's face. So Rory followed two of children, her pride and joy and last remaining people on earth that reminded her of her Matt, out of the Diner and into the car.

The three Gilmore's bantered all the way to school over which was worse, pop divas or fakes who thought they were rockers.

'So, please repeat to me again, why I can not drive my car to school today?' asked Pat half an hour later when the debate was finally over and they were nearing Chilton.

'Because, I want you to catch the bus home, I told you this before grasshopper,' said Rory patting his head. 'Now get out or you'll be late.'

'Bye mum have a nice day. Wish me luck,' called Ellie getting out of the car.

'You don't need it. If you need me for anything, and I mean anything just call me babe,' said Rory giving Ellie a big hug.

'Bye mum,' Ellie said after a few minutes. Ellie looked up at this big huge school and sighed. This would definitely be a day to remember.

Sure, she was looking forward to Chilton of course, but she could help but be a little scared of what was happening to her. She wasn't at Junior High any more; she was at a prep school, an elite prep school that only accepted the brightest, the richest, and the most spoilt kids in Hartford. It was one of the best schools in the country with most of it's graduates going on to a Ivy League college and attaining another wonderful degree which would make Chilton proud to claim as there own. But what if she failed? Would her mum hate her, would she be disappointed? Yes. Would she even graduate? Would she make any friends? Would she get a boyfriend? All these random thoughts kept popping up in her head while she aimlessly walked around the daunting school waiting for the bell to go, signalling the first day of her high school.

Ellie had received her homeroom and other information about her classes in the mail last week; she had gotten into all the subject's she wanted. Ellie found her locker and positioned her exercise books, and novel's and pictures purposely, and selectively in specific positions in her locker.

'Ah what a happy family,' said a cocky Pat as Ellie put a picture of the last Gilmore-McKinnon family photo on her locker door.

'Yeah remember that, that was when dad was here,' she spat angrily.

'So what he left us? He was never around any way.'

'He died, he didn't leave us,' she said as anger ignited in her small body. 'Is that what you tell people? He just up and left us?'

'No, I'm just as sad and angry and mixed up as you. I feel like a 14 year old girl.'

'Now you finally now how us girls feel,' said Ellie laughing.

(Ellie's point-of-view)

'Look, Ella, you gotta stop hating him for dieing. We new it was coming. The doctors told us, we had plenty of warning,' said Pat putting an arm around my shoulder, trying his best of comfort me.

'He could have had treatment,' I said desperately.

'And let the last couple of months of his life be like shit. Rory didn't want that. No one wanted that for dad. You just got to realize that this happened, or you wont ever get over it, we won't ever stop hurting, I won't, mum won't, you got to move on though, dad wouldn't want you to mope. He hated seeing you sad,' said Pat hugging me.

'You never cease to amaze me,' I said letting go of him.

'That's cause I'm Mr. Wonderful,' Pat said smirking.

'Get outta here,' I said pushing him away.

'Hotties at 7 o'clock,' he said huskily.

'And the hit's keep comin',' I said as the bell went.

'See you at the bus stop after school,' said Pat running after some girls.

'Sure will,' I mumbled under my breath heading off to my homeroom.

15 minutes later homeroom had finished and I was off to my first class. Calculus.

'Since this is all your very first day at Chilton, I'd like to welcome you all. And tell you some of my expectations, and the expectations not just from me but also from Chilton. You are at one of the best schools in the country and when you graduate you will have received one of the finest educations possible,' the teacher kept going for a good ten minutes, telling us what he expected and what the other teacher's would expect from us.

At the beginning of all of our classes we got the same lecture. It was like they had memorized the same speech.

Finally at 3.30 I was at the bus stop waiting in the sun on the awkward bench with Pat waiting for the bus.

'So how was your first day of school?' asked Pat uneasily. Pat and I use to be able to talk about anything, and everything, but lately it was getting harder and harder to talk to him, it was like he was changing into this person and I have no idea how to communicate to him, and I feel as though one day I'll wake up and he won't be anything like that boy I know. He'll be this guy that I grew up with, but were never really good friends.

'It was ok, we got the same lecture in every class we had today, pretty boring, main excitement of the day was when we got our events calendar,' I replied shrugging my shoulder as the bus came to a stop.

'Did you make any friends?' he asked as we got on to the bus.

'Not many, most of them went to junior school together though, so most of them have formed their cliques,' I said getting my book out. Howl it was the last book dad had bought for me, and I treasured it. I took it were ever I went in some vain attempt that maybe dad might be with me every were I go.

'I'm sure you'll be able to fine your clique.'

'Any new people in your grade?' I asked avoiding the subject altogether. I was to shy to be the girl every guy wanted. I wanted to be pushed up against a locker and told how much a guy loved me and didn't want to leave me, but I guess you can't live a Mills and Boon romance novel.

'Yeah this Christian kid, he's pretty damn cocky,' said Pat in an irritated tone.

'Worried that he'll steal your title, King of Chilton?'

'Aw were did you hear that?' asked Pat angrily.

'Some girls in the toilet, they kept saying how dreamy you were. If only they could see you when you woke up, drawl on your chin, not a pretty site.'

'Yeah, but look at the finished product,' said Pat nudging me in the ribs.

'I'd rather not thank you very much.'

'Aw come on little sister,' Pat said rubbing my back.

'Don't,' I snapped angrily.

'What's wrong?' he asked looking at me sadly.

'Nothing all right, just I didn't have a good day at school all right. It's harder than I expected it to be,' I said turning my attention to Howl.

'Come of it Ella, you've got to be the smartest kid in the Freshman year, what's really wrong, you can tell me anything,' said Pat compassionately.

'It's just- I know it's stupid but I'm just sick of being labelled "the shy girl". I want to be noticed, I want guys to look at me.'

'Guys look at you. You're the prettiest girl I've ever met. And - '

'You have to say that, you're my brother!' I said angrily.

'Trust me you haven't been labelled the shy girl. I've had to fend guys off you your whole life!' he said protectively.

'Fend off guys? No guys have ever liked me like that before.'

We argued the rest of the half an hour home. Yelling at each other until we reached Luke's.

'Your pretty!' he yelled as we entered Luke's.

'Ellie, who said that you weren't pretty?' asked Luke coming up.

'No one, I'm just saying that I'm not pretty compared to the other girls in my grade,' I said looking into Luke's strong eyes.

'You look just like Rory and Lorelai, are you saying they're not pretty?' he asked grabbing my cheek.

'No, I'm saying I'm not pretty,' I said frustrated that they wouldn't believe that I wasn't pretty.

'Ellie, your beautiful, you're a goddess, stop saying your not pretty,' said Pat hugging me. 'I don't want you saying this stuff about your self ok?'

'Ok, ' I said hugging him back and breaking the embrace, 'I think I might go and get some home work done.'

'Ok, bye kiddo,' said Pat.

'Don't work to hard,' said Luke patting my back. I felt two sets of eyes follow me out of the diner as I headed towards our house, right next to Lorelai and Luke's. Were we should have been living our whole life instead of with the elite socialite's in Hartford.

A/N: Review... tell me what you think, is it horrible? I want to hear what you think!