Author's Note:
Alright, this is my first story in a long time. It's late and I can't get to sleep so I decided to write. This will be a trory, and FYI Rory may be a little out of character, I haven't decided yet. And, oh yeah, Jess was never in the picture, romantically at least, and Dean and Rory broke up long before they actually did. If you have comments, leave them. Hope you like it.
You know how there are those times when you know something's just right? Well I had one of those, well a couple of those, but I chose to ignore them because I'm an ass and I didn't know a good thing when I saw it, blatantly staring at me, obviously wanting me. Well, I guess this all sounds confusing so I'll elaborate. My name's Rory Gilmore. I was dating this guy Dean for quite a while, well until he broke up with me because he thought I liked another guy when in fact I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about because I was too oblivious to see it myself. Okay, back to my point. There was this guy and well he sort of had a thing for me, okay that's the understatement of the year, he was basically head of heals for me except I didn't know that. See where I'm going here? That something right was staring me in the face my whole entire time at Chilton but because I'm completely stupid, I chose to pretend he didn't like me and that it was all just some big joke to him. And now, I'm about to start my freshman year of college at Yale and I'm all alone.
"Rory!"
"What?"
"Are you almost ready or am I going to have to drag you out of this house?"
"I'm coming, I'm coming," I yelled as I gathered the last of my things, closing my bedroom door behind me.
"There you are. Ready to go?" Mom asked me, heading out the door, already knowing what I was thinking and that I really wasn't ready to start college but that I was going to anyways and that I was scared beyond belief because well, she's my Mom and more importantly, my best friend.
"So, how weird is it to think that you're going to be starting classes on Monday?"
"Pretty weird but incredibly exciting at the same time."
"I kind of figured. Well, you know where to find me if you need anything and don't hesitate to call if you feel homesick, alright?"
"Don't start crying, Mom or I'll start and we'll both be a blubbery mess."
"Fine, but at least give me a hug, okay?" She practically threw her arms around me, holding me tighter than I probably would have liked, but I managed because I knew how she felt about not seeing me everyday, I felt the same way.
I walked back to my dorm room after saying good bye to my Mom. It was weird, I was probably no more than 2 hours away from Star's Hollow, but it felt like I was millions of miles away now. There was no Luke's at Yale or more importantly my Mom. I'd have to drive home if I wanted to have a decent conversation with her, which sucked because who was I going to complain to when my Lit professor turned out to be a real hag and my room mate decided to come in at 4 in the morning, making as much noise as she possibly could? Well, not her, well at least in person.
"Rory?" I flipped around, expecting my Mom, despite the male voice. I was speechless. Well, you know that something right, well he was staring me in the face again, only this time I wasn't ignoring it.