A fresh gale of a young woman

A/N: This story is just a short narration on the worst day in Lorelai Gilmore's life. And remember I always like to know what you think. And if you really like this fic, I would love to know if you think I should continue it. At least make a few more chapters. It's up to you!

The bell rang and every student ran towards whatever classroom they had to be in. Among the young students was Lorelai Gilmore. She looked like all the other, she was wearing the same uniform as all the other girls, and her black hair was collected in a ponytail. But there was something different about her, It wasn't her look, not the way she held the books in her arms, and it wasn't the way she walked. And the other students didn't notice the difference from her and themselves. But she had a secret that none of them knew about. She carried the secret with her wherever she went. She felt different from then, but for them she was just Lorelai, the girl most of them had known for years. Some of them liked her, other hated her.

She was from a wealthy family, she got everything she wanted and she had a boyfriend. A perfect boyfriend not to mention. Christopher Hayden! Many of the other girls would do almost anything to be with him. But no matter how glorious and sparkly her life seemed, it wasn't. Her life was far from perfect. Yes, she was from a wealthy family, but she hated her parents. It was liked being in prison when she was around them, and at the time she was even more hated by them. She might have a great boyfriend, or he used to be until the day before. She just wanted to throw that day away. So many things in her life had been changed that day. It was the day her parents got to know her secret… She was pregnant, and she was sixteen. That was the difference from her and the others in school.

Soon they would know. Soon the rumour would be all over school and people would whisper. They would point at her as she walked down the hallways from classes to her locker and back to another class room. And soon she would be called to headmaster's office, and he would tell her how disappointed he was in her. He would demand that she left school just as soon as she started to show. And she would have no chance to defend herself. She would be forced to leave school and leave her friends. She would be forced to live in darkness for the rest of her life with a little child. Her parents would hide her away, they would be ashamed of her and the little child.

The little child that would be the only thing she would have. A little pink baby would be her life. But it would be her baby. Her child, hers to take care of. Her little baby to hold in her arms and hold tight in the evening. Her child to comfort and provide, her child, just hers. Already now she knew how much she was going to love this child, but she was also scared to death by the thought of becoming a mother. She was young, still only a child herself. What if she couldn't handle to be a mother for this child, what if she couldn't be there when it needed her? What if she became like her own mother...?

"NO!" a voice inside her head shouted. She was not going to be like her mother, she wouldn't and she couldn't. A child shouldn't have such parents. Parents that treated her like, no they didn't treat her at all. She was just there, being a burden for them. She wasn't the daughter they wanted, she didn't care that much about school and college, and they couldn't understand. And now all they were concerned about was her future. How was she going to finish school, and what about college? And then she decided it. There was not gonna be any graduation from High School or any start at college. She couldn't leave the little angle with her parents for years while she took care of school, and she wouldn't be able to go to school with a baby at home.

Maybe it had been a mistake getting pregnant, but on the other hand. Her life was going to chance, maybe to the better. Lorelai Gilmore was a strong independent girl, but she'd never felt like anybody needed her until now. Suddenly somebody was going to depend on her and her actions. She had to do things on her own to provide this child. The child that would be her saviour. The one to pick her up and let her live her own life. Finally she would get the life she'd always wanted.

The bell rang for the second time and all the walking people started running, all except from Lorelai. She was carrying her chemistry books close to her chest, looking like she was afraid of losing them, but that wasn't the case. She was afraid of losing the growing child inside her. Finally she saw the end of the tunnel, but if she lost the torch she would get lost again, so she walked slowly towards the classroom. The halls were emptying, but she didn't care, she just kept walking slowly. And slowly she made her way to the right class room.

There it was, the door to the class room. But she didn't reach out for the door handle right away. She just stared at the door made of tree. The little sign on the door saying: Chemistry. Like they didn't know where it was. She stood like that for a few minutes, in the same position. She didn't want to go inside and humiliate herself by saying something stupid, but it she just had known how she was going to get humiliated a few seconds later, she would have entered the class room much sooner…

"Lorelai" she heard somebody say behind her. She knew who it was, it was him. And she had a feeling of his intuition, so she didn't even bother to look at him.

"Lorelai" he said again, but she still just looked at the door handle. She had nothing to say to him, not after yesterday. Not after he agreed to get married and work for her father.

"Lore… I have to ask you something." Oh, no not now, not there. He couldn't do it to her. She couldn't believe how naive she had been to trust him. She thought he knew her, she thought he cared about her. She thought he loved her.

"Lore… Will you marry me?" He said in a voice just above a whisper. How could he? How could he do it to her? It was obvious to her now. He respected his parents, no matter how hard he denied it. He cared about them and his last name. He was going to make up for the mistake they had made, and he thought that she would listen to him. She had refused to marry him when they talked about their future yesterday, and now he thought that he could make her. But she wouldn't marry him, she was too young and deep inside she knew he wasn't the one, so the answer was clear.

"No, Chris. I won't marry you." She looked into his eyes for the first time and then saw it. The relief. He didn't want to get married either, he just tried to do what his parents wanted him to do.

When she met Christopher the first time he had seemed like the perfect guys. He was hot and every other girl wanted him, but he wanted her. She had been proud of herself. She had got what she wanted, a cool boyfriend and with that came respect. The other girls had forgot the fact that she was daughter of the eternal Gilmore name. They had let her in just to hear her brag. They had asked her how it was to kiss somebody and how it was to go out late in the evening. And she told them about her relationship and they listened eagerly. They took every single word she said and used it to paint a picture of the perfect relationship. But as time passed by they got tired of the same story. He picked her up, they went to some fancy restaurant, then a movie and then he walked her home and kissed her goodnight. So she felt like she was being pushed outside again.

But then something happened. She said she loved him, and he said he loved her. So that caused another story in her head. They wanted to know what it was like, the kiss of love, saying the three little words and then having someone say it back. And she told them over and over about the shivering feeling and it seemed to satisfy them for a while. But then they got tired of that story, and once again they tried to push her out. And she panicked. She needed to tell somebody about her life, so she did something stupid. She slept with her boyfriend and yet again had another story to tell. And this time they let her in to stay. She was no longer a girl, a virgin. She was now a woman that had it all. So she told them about the soft touches, the moans and all about a night of love. She just didn't know that it wasn't love… she knew nothing, and she specially didn't knew him at all.

"Lore… Come on…"

"No, Christopher. You know as well as I do that we shouldn't do it. We're too young, and we simply don't love each other."

"Don't say that Lore. I love you and I want to get married… especially…"

"looking at the way things have turned out. I know, but I just can't . We're simply not meant to be, and I won't get married. I just can't."

"You can't, huh? Look at yourself. Right now you're skinny, but in a few months. You have to."

"Christopher! I'm too young."

"Too young to get married, but not to become a mother, that's great Lore, just great."

"I might be pregnant, but that doesn't mean I have to get married."

"The child needs a mother and a father. Just listen to our parents."

"What about them? I give a damn in what my mother and father want me to. I have my own life, and I'm not going to raise a child in the same environment I grew up in!"

"Lorelai! Be sensible!"

"I can't!"

"We seriously need to do this!"

"WE? You maybe, but I'm out. Out of it all. Bye, Christopher! Have a nice life!"

And then she opened the door to the classroom. There they were, all the students that used to know nothing, and the teacher too. But then she realized that she just revealed the biggest secret in her life. Now they knew, and she was the one that told them.

Lorelai ran down the hallways pass all the lockers on her way towards the girls' room. Tears were streaming down her face, and she felt like there was no reason to stay alive. But then she was reminded of the baby inside her. She couldn't let it down. Not now! She was young yes, but she was strong. She had to be strong for the little one. It relied on her, depended on her, so she couldn't let it down now, she simply couldn't. So she dried her eyes and ranked her back. Once the tears were gone she would go back to the class room and pretend that nothing was wrong. She had to ignore all the fingers pointing at her and all the whispering about her. She had to forget what her parents would say when she got home. She had to be herself, the strong, independent girl. She had to be Lorelai Gilmore! More than ever!

So that was it… I really hope you liked it. Actually it was meant to be a flashback for my other fic "I need coffee, you need me" but it got a little to long and I decided to make it a one-shot instead. Please review.

Shall I continue?

Asta