Rory was sitting at her computer,waiting for six o clock to come. She had suffered through another restless night,nights she never used to have up until about a week ago. When she and Logan Huntzberger broke up. It was a stupid fight,really,but the outcome still hurt. He had told her to get out. That she was still in love with Dean. But how could she? How could she after the past she and Forrester had gone through? He had talked so badly to her and about her. And when she finally called it off,he beat her within an inch of her life. How hard it was for Lorelai to come home and find her only daughter clinging to life,bloodied on the bathroom floor. Dean had been arrested and sentenced to community service. Just thinking about it made her shudder. She flipped over her agenda to look at what she had to do for the day.

"Shoot. It's Friday."

Working part time at the paper,she was off Friday,Saturday,and Sunday. Fridays she didn't even have any classes. How was she going to keep herself busy and off Logan without class or work? She resolved herself that she was going to purge herself and her living area of him. The pictures of a happy couple. The rocketship. But almost as she resolved herself to it,a problem arose.

Ellie. Elise Emily Lewis,her flat mate,was also like a baby sister to Logan. In fact to the whole group,but especially Logan. How was she going to rid herself of him when she had to possibly see him around her? She couldn't avoid Ellie. The blonde was addicting. Meeting the Gilmore Girls at orientation,and the odd friendship had began there. Rory was born in money. And lots of it. She was a beautiful,statuesque brunette,with blue bambi eyes. A shining example of what Hartford Blue Blood looked like. Ellie was the complete opposite. She was two years younger than the rest,entering Yale at almost 17. She was from Dallas,Texas. Her family wasn't money. She had worked for everything she had gotten. Rory was secretly jealous at this fact. She had figured some of her "blessings" had come from her lineage as a Hayden and a Gilmore. How she sometimes longed to be like Ellie,earning everything. They even looked different. Ellie was short,a mere five two. Her blonde curls framed her round face and expressive brown eyes.

Rory decided not to think about it,and laid down to sleep. She slept only about four hours,before she heard Ellie begin to stir in the kitchen. She decided to get up. She knew there was no food,really,and Ellie would get cranky with no cereal.

"Rory!"

Rory nodded without even saying a word.

"Get dressed and let's watch the news. We'll get an early lunch at Pedro's and then walk around the mall,okay?"

The blonde nodded. It was easy to treat her like a child,she pretty much was. Rory was 20,she only 18. She was also a very sheltered as a child. Rory had discovered why last winter. Ellie was sick when she was born. It had just happened to be very icy when she was born, and her infant frame was exposed to the cold for too long. She was always susceptible to getting sick,and getting sick badly.

"Ready!"

Rory grabbed her jacket as the blonde bounced out the door to start the car. As she went to lock the door,a small blue envelope caught her eye. A smile played along her lips as she read the familiar letters across the front. L.D.B.

"Tonight. Seven P.M. Pietro's parking lot. Pack for the weekend."

"Finn. Better not let her see this." She mumbled to herself as she locked the door and hurried to the car.

At the restaurant, Ellie asked Rory about her and Logan. Rory sighed as she told her about the fight,the arguments,the slamming doors,and the tears. Ellie could only sigh. What was there really to say? The situation was awkward enough. They left,and had an amazing afternoon at the mall. Rory decided to go to the event. Packing was not an issue. She only had to tell her roommate she was going to Stars Hollow for the weekend.

After the mall,Rory packed her bag,and got ready to head out. She told Ellie goodbye,grabbed a soda,and headed out the door. Climbing into her silver Prius,something caught her eye. A glinting golden chain,with the letters GH on it. Gilmore,Huntzberger. Rory thought about taking it off,but she didn't. It was six thirty anyways. And being Rory,she wanted to be early.