Disclaimer: I don't own any characters on the show or the dialogue used in the show.

Author notes: - this is a squeal to Sugar and Spice by Mischa. There's also a one shot that comes before this story called New Beginnings.

Pretty and Perfect

Say Goodbye to Daisy Miller

I pulled my car to a stop outside the house that my twin Rory had grown up with our mother, Lorelai. I didn't think anything could derail my euphoric mood. Finally, after years of dreaming my mother was opening her own inn with her best friend and business partner, Sookie. That night was the first test run and they had invited the entire town. I was so proud of her, of them. I climbed out of my red Porsche, a graduation present from my paternal grandparents, Francine and Staub Hayden. I saw the light on in Rory's bedroom and smiled to myself. She had left the Dragonfly Inn an hour ago to find CDs for mom. I opened the door and it banged as it opened.

"Rory!" I called out to her as I rushed inside. "Oh, my God. You're missing everything." I ran up the stairs to where my mom's room is. "Grab those CDs and head back to the inn before you miss the cross-dressing midgets. That's where the night is headed. Oh! Things are happening - big things, wow things. I have so much to tell you." I ran around grabbing bandages and the camera on her side table before running back down stairs two at a time. "Let me just open with this little tidbit - Kirk running naked through the square. Of course, with all her careful planning and preparation, mom forgot to bring Band-aids and a camera. I have got to learn that, always, without fail, Kirk equals camera." I rushed to the bottom and saw Rory standing alone in the kitchen, looking dishevelled. "Hey, what's going on?"

"Dean came over to borrow something." My twin sister stammered just as her ex-boyfriend Dean exits her bedroom, looking equally as dishevelled.

"Yeah. Thanks." Dean said nervously, glancing around the kitchen like he can't look either of us in the eye.

"You're welcome."

"So, um, I should go. Um...bye, Christa." Dean replied as he practically ran out the backdoor, leaving me glaring at my sister and her looking at the ground guiltily.

"So, I'm almost done getting the CDs together. I picked a wide selection so we'd have choices, and then I picked a bunch that probably only you will like, but it's good to have options." Rory said guiltily as she went back into her room and I followed her. I sighed as I noticed the rumpled bed. The comforter and pillows were all askew and the teddy bear that normally sat on Rory's perfectly made bed was thrown carelessly on the floor. I picked up the bear a placed it on the desk besides me.

"So, what did he borrow?" I asked her, knowing that she was lying. Rory turned and looked at me with wide eyes. I raised my eyebrows in question at her. It was completely oblivious that Rory and Dean had just had sex.

"I'm sorry I didn't talk to you about it first. I know I promised I would, but I swear, I didn't know that this was going to happen. I mean, I didn't know he was going to show up tonight, and it just happened." Rory said in a desperate tone. "It's awful for you to find out like this, I know, but everything's okay. I'm okay, and we were, you know, safe. So all those Trojan man jokes all these years really apparently stuck. And I'm lucky, too, because Dean, he's - well, aren't you glad that it happened with someone who's good and really loves me?" she asked as she noticed my disapproving expression. I knew that my lips were pursed and my eyes screamed disappointment.

"But he's married." I stated matter-of-factly, picking back up the teddy bear.

"You don't understand the situation." Rory argued with me, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Is he still married?" I asked her with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, but – "

"Then I understand the situation." I interrupted her before she could start defending her actions. I may be many things but even I wouldn't sleep with a married man.

"It's not working out between them. They're not happy." Rory told me defiantly. I looked at her in pity as I put the stuffed bear back on the desk.

"Oh, Rory."

"He tried the best he could, but it didn't work. It's over." She continued, ignoring me.

"He told you that?" I asked her with a sigh, highly doubting that he did.

"Yes."

"He told you he's leaving her?"

"Well –"

"He told you he's moving out, they're getting divorced, he's got a lawyer, they've divided up the monster-truck season tickets?" I asked over her as I took a step closer to her.

"We didn't get around to discussing everything." She said a little angrily as she walked around me. I followed her through the kitchen and into the hallway.

"You didn't get around to discussing everything?" I half-yelled at her as we stopped and looked at each other.

"It was a crazy night."

"You, of all people - the girl who thinks everything through, the list maker - you didn't bother to discuss those things before jumping into bed with a married guy?"

"He's not a married guy. He's Dean - my Dean." She said defiantly.

"He's not your Dean. He's Lindsay's Dean. You're the other woman." I argued with her, pointing at her at further prove my point.

"I told you, it's over."

"It's not over until he's out of the house with the ring off."

"He took the ring off."

"He's in love with me, not Lindsay." Rory argued with me and I just looked at her incredulously.

"Does Lindsay know that?"

"She's not good for him, okay? She lets him quit school and work himself to death and –"she started but I cut her off.

"No, Rory, uh-uh, you can't be one of those girls who blames the wife for forcing the husband to cheat."

"He wasn't cheating."

"He was cheating, Rory. He was cheating, and you were cheating with him. There's no other way to spin that, twin." I pointed out to her, desperately trying to get her to see reason.

"I'm not spinning it!" she screamed at me. "I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"I just want what's best for you, that's all!" I yelled at her with pleading eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it!"

"I just don't want you to get hurt, Rory. What if he doesn't leave her? Now you're all emotionally involved."

"Because you're an expert in emotional involvement." She replied sarcastically. "You're just mad because I didn't come running to you to discuss whether or not I was ready for this step. I decided it on my own."

"Well, obviously, you weren't ready for this step. The very fact that you chose another girl's guy to sleep with proves that!" I screamed back at her, ignoring that slight dig at my relationship status. She was right in a way. I did choose to have causal relationships.

"He was my boyfriend first!" she argued. I gave her a look because she and Dean dated nearly two years ago. Rory had even had a serious relationship with Jess Marino since then.

"But you dumped him! You rejected him! You picked someone else!" I reminded her of her relationship with Jess.

"Stop it!" Rory screamed at me before walking away.

"Rory!" I follow her and yell after her but she keeps walking until says in the middle over the front lawn.

"I hate you for ruining this for me!" Rory screeched at me, not even turning around.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "One..two..three..four..five.." I counted under my breath before opening my eyes again. I saw Rory on her phone and I frowned, knowing that she was calling Dean. I watched as Rory hung up the phone and sunk to her knees on the wet, dew covered grass. Only I could do was watch as my darling twin sister sobbed and sobbed as I stood and watched hopelessly. I slowly approached Rory, bent over her and gently touched her shoulder.

"Hey." I said softly but Rory flinched at my touch and I quickly removed my hand from her shoulder. "Let's just talk."

"No." she said as she stood up and stumbled back into the house. I frowned as I watched her and pulled out my own cell phone from my pocket. I pressed speed dial 2 and waited climbed into my car, knowing that Rory wouldn't want me here. I knew that Rory would hate me for doing this but I just had to. My perfect twin sister sleeping with her married ex-boyfriend was so out of my league. I needed back up.

"Hey, sweets." My mother said cheerful as she answered the phone. I took a deep breath and released it.

"I need to tell you something."

After telling mom about Rory and Dean I drove back to the Dragonfly Inn. It was late and I wasn't expecting anyone to be up but as I entered the front door and saw Sookie, my mom's best friend/business partner/chef, standing next to a couch with Luke Danes, the owner of the local diner. When I saw them, I approached them curiously. As I got closer I saw that they were standing over a figure, lying on the couch. Covered in only a blanket, Kirk was lying on the couch.

"They were after me, so I ran away." I heard Kirk tell them as I got closer. They all looked up as I came closer, an amused smile playing on my lips. Kirk was beyond crazy, but very entertaining.

"Who was after you, honey?" I asked him curiously.

"Assassins. He thinks assassins are after him." Luke answered for him and I shot both him and Sookie a confused look. Sookie looked just as confused as me and Luke looked annoyed. But then again, Luke always looked annoyed or irritated.

"They were under my bed in my room, so I ran, and they followed me down the hall, down the stairs, past Luke and Lorelai kissing, through the yard, over that fence." Kirk explained to us all. My eyes widen as I caught the part about my mom and Luke. Sookie rolled her eyes and smiled in disbelief but Luke looked distinctly uncomfortable.

"Well, the assassins are gone now, Kirk." Sookie told him, as if speaking to a child.

"I imagined them?"

"I think so."

"What about Luke kissing Lorelai?" Kirk asked innocently.

"I think you imagined that, too." She chuckled but then she glanced at Luke and did a double take when she saw his expression. I smiled at him coyly as I looked at him too. I really liked Luke and if he made mom happy then I'd be all for it.

"They looked so real." Kirk said faintly as he lay back down on the couch. Sookie didn't take her eyes off Luke.

"Okay, Kirk, you just settle down and relax, and I'll be right back." She said before grabbing Luke's shirt and dragging him away from the sofa and out of earshot. I followed behind them gleefully. "Ohh." She gasped and clapped her hands silently.

"Oh, my God!" I added, equally as excited as Sookie.

"You kissed?" Sookie asked him in a high pitched voice.

"Yes." He answered while trying to supress a grin. Sookie and I both let out little squeals of delight.

"I can't believe she didn't tell me. Why didn't she tell me?"

"It just happened."

"Ooh, Luke, that's wonderful!" Sookie squealed again and pulled him into a big hug.

"Thanks." He said with a chuckle. When Sookie let him go, he turned to me and I pulled him into a hug as well. I felt his chuckle go through me.

"I take it you approve, then?" he asked me somewhat shyly. I playfully slapped his arm and grinned.

"Of course I approve. You have all the coffee." I joked and both Sookie and Luke chuckled. "No seriously, with you make mom happy then that great." I told him honestly and he smiled his thanks.

"I can't wait to tell Lorelai it's wonderful!" Sookie said with a giggle and I laughed with her, unable to contain my excitement.

"Um, could you maybe not say anything for a little while?" Luke asked us and we immediately stopped short of jumping up and down on the spot.

"Why?" I asked him with a tilt of my head.

"Well, I'm just not so sure she wants this out yet."

"What makes you think that?" Sookie asked him.

"Do me a favour and keep it to yourself. Let her tell you if she wants to, okay?"

"Sure. Okay. Call me Belinda, 'cause my lips are sealed." I answered for both of us and Sookie nodded in agreement.

"Thank you." He said with a chuckle.

"Hey, Luke?" I called out as he started to walk away. He stopped and turned back around to me and I smiled at him happily.

"Yeah?"

"This is good." I tell him honestly before exits to go and find my mom.

The next morning I was talking animatedly in the kitchen with Sookie about mom and Luke. Sookie was busy making breakfast for everyone and I was drinking a giant cup of coffee and leaning against a bench, trying to keep out of the way of the people hurrying around the kitchen. Sookie and I both stopped talking immediately as mom entered the kitchen.

"Hey, Sookie, what did you want to talk - Oh my!" mom said not noticing the silence, and then getting pulled into a hug by a squealing Sookie. I laughed as the chef's excitement got the better of her and also at my mother confused expression.

"I'm so happy!" Sookie squealed happily.

"I'm so glad you're so happy! Is this is a normal happy or was there cooking sherry involved?" mom asked her friend in confusion.

"I promised I wouldn't say anything, but I can't help it! It is so wonderful. Do you know how wonderful it is?" she asked in a rush and picked up another cup of coffee and handed to mom as I came up next to them.

"No, no, I don't, but I would love to weigh in." she told Sookie as she gratefully accepted the cup I offered her.

"You're with Luke!" Sookie practically screamed happily. Mom looked over at me, obviously not wanting me to know that fact yet but I just raised an eyebrow at her.

"Ah, how did you know?"

"Luke told me."

"Actually Kirk told us." I told her quickly, not wanting Luke to get in trouble and ruin his chances with mom.

"Kirk told you?"

"He saw you. He saw you kiss Luke. Oh, my God! You were kissing Luke!" Sookie explained excitedly, clapping her hands together. I laughed at her excitement because I knew that Sookie wanted mom and Luke together just as much as I did.

"Well, Sookie, I –"

"I am so glad! You two are perfect for each other. I have always thought that someday, if you just sort of turned around and opened your eyes that you'd see it, and now that you have, I'm just so damn happy."

"Well, I'm –"

"You're not gonna die alone. I mean, somebody will be there. Somebody will know. Somebody will find the body and call the police and –"

"Yes, that is a relief. I can't believe Kirk saw us. I thought he was asleep." Mom interrupted Sookie's rant before she could really get started. I watched for scene in front of my in amusement.

"Don't worry. I convinced him he was dreaming it all, so I don't think he'll say anything. I know you're concerned about that. Why are you concerned about that?" Sookie asked mom in confusion and I turned my attention to her as well.

"Who said I was concerned about that?"

"Luke - he asked us not to say anything. He said he wasn't sure if you wanted it out. Why wasn't he sure if you wanted it out?" I asked her with a frown.

"I don't know." She answered with a frown of her own.

"How was it?" Sookie asked coyly and I smile slyly and leaned forward to hear the answer as well.

"How was - ?"

"You know. Was it on top of a table? 'Cause I always thought it would be on top of a table - oh, like in "Bull Durham"!" I asked excitedly and clapped my hands in happiness. Sookie laughed at me and mom shot me a look.

"There was no sex." She said pointedly. Sookie and I exchanged a glance before looking back at mom.

"No sex? Why no sex?" Sookie asked, and then gasped before finishing, "Can't Luke?" she asked knowingly and I burst out laughing.

"I'm sure he can. There was no time. Everything happened so fast. We were here with the town - and my parents flipping out and Jason showing up. Oh, no! Jason! What happened to Jason?" she asked about her 'boyfriend'. They had broken up about a week ago because Jason and granddad hated each other and too much became too much for mom. I frowned at the mention of his name. I wasn't a big fan of Jason's.

"Oh, his condo was on fire." Sookie said matter-of-factly and I smirked because I already knew what had happened.

"It was?" Mom asked in concern, making me roll my eyes at her.

"Well, that's what Michel had me say when we called his cell phone." Sookie said cheekily, but then frowned when she saw mom's expression. "Hey, you don't seem happy."

"About what?" she asked us.

"About Luke!" I exclaimed in a happy tone, giving her a little playful nudge.

"Of course I'm happy about Luke. It's just new. I'm still processing it, that's all."

"But he knows you're happy, right? I mean, he knows you're processing, but once you process, there's gonna be sex, right?" Sookie asked in concern.

"He knows. I think he knows. He should know. I hope he knows."

"Well, make sure he knows, okay? Because you two together –"

"Equals getting to the morgue before I smell. I got it."

"Okay." I said in a giggle and Sookie and I both hug mom again.

After talking with Sookie, mom and I walk through the inn arm in arm to check that everyone was enjoying themselves. We were giggling like school girls over Luke when we entered the lobby and noticed Rory behind the desk. Mom had informed me that Rory knew that I had told her and I really wasn't looking forward to seeing her. Mom and I exchange a look before walking forward together.

"Hey. Finish your breakfast already?" mom asks her casually.

"Yeah, I was just leaving you a note." Rory explains to her, not even looking my way.

"Oh, you kind of wolfed it down, there."

"I'm a light eater."

"So, um, you leaving?" I asked her nervously. I really didn't want my twin angry at me but I needed to tell mom. I just hoped that one day she understood that.

"Yep." She answered shortly, still not looking in my direction. I sighed and leaned against the front desk as Rory started handing towards the door. Mom looked at her and cocked her head to the side.

"Rory, don't you want to talk?"

"We already did."

"Oh yeah, but you didn't hear what I wanted to talk about, which was how Jackson is probably gonna have to dislocate several of Davey's limbs trying to pry him away from Patty and Babette."

"I have to go." was all Rory said in reply as she started walking towards the front door.

"Rory, can't we just sit down for a second and talk about this?" I asked desperately.

"I already heard everything you had to say last night." She said to me with a deadly glare in my direction.

"You know what? Fine. I give. It's your life. Do what you want." I said, throwing my hands up in defeat.

"Thank you."

"You're 19. You know what you're doing." Mom added, apparently had enough of her bullshit as well.

"I do know what I'm doing." Rory insisted, and I gave an incredulous look. Since, I didn't have any new opinions on the subject a decided to stay silent and let mom deal with Rory. Rory had lived with mom her whole life, while I had lived with dad. It came to reason that mom would be the best to get through to her, even though we were twins. We had lived together last when we were freshmen at Yale but both the Lorelai's had a scared bond that I couldn't even begin to understand. Sometimes that made me jealous but I knew that I had a bond with dad that Rory wasn't apart of so it kind of equalled out.

"So you don't want to talk. We won't talk."

"Good."

"I wasn't thinking we had to talk like mom and kid. I thought we could talk as friends, but hey, forget it."

"I will."

"Not that I take back what I said."

"That's your prerogative." Rory replied with a huff.

"I mean, he's married, and as your friend, I have every right to point out the obvious."

"Which you did twice now."

"Okay, and I stand by it, though I felt maybe I could help you figure out how to handle this as your friend who you usually turn to to help you figure out how to handle things, but if you don't want to talk, then fine."

"Great."

"We won't talk."

"Love the thought."

"Don't worry about me nagging you to talk anymore. I'm out."

"In fact, I'm really busy, so if you did change your mind –"

"Which I won't."

"Okay. But if you did, I'm sorry. I can't help. Taylor lost a shoe, so get in line."

"Any end to this speech in sight?" Rory snapped at her.

"Bye." mom snapped back and Rory basically ran out the front door of the inn. Mom huffed and turned back to me. I tilted my head as I looked at the door Rory just exited out of.

"Remind me again how I'm the slutty one, when she's the one who slept with a married guy?" I asked innocently. Mom's gaze snapped around to me and I smiled apologetically and mouthed 'sorry'.

After the 'talk' with Rory I really needed to get out of the inn for a little while so I decided to walk to Luke's and get coffee since he had the best coffee. When I entered the diner I couldn't see Luke anywhere but I could see that the phone cord was being stretched and the phone wasn't on the cradle on the wall, so I assumed that he was using it. Not seeing anyone around, since most of the town was still at the inn for the test run, I smiled to myself and walked behind the counter. I was feeling like a rebel because Luke didn't let anyone except employees behind here. I grabbed the coffee holder and cup and poured myself a huge cup. Just as I put the jug down, someone rounded the corner.

"Hey!" Luke shouted at me and I hurried back over to the other side of the counter. I smiled innocently and sipped the delicious coffee. "What is it with you and your mother coming behind the counter?" he asked rhetorically as he put the phone back on the cradle.

"It's because we're not allowed to." I answered him plainly. He shot me a look and I just smiled back at him. "Who was on the phone? Mom?" I asked coyly and then laughed when he blushed.

"Shut up." He grumbled but he was smiling a little. He grabbed me a blueberry Danish without being asked and placed it in front of me. "You sure you don't mind me seeing your mom?"

"Of course not." I assured him with a smile. "Sookie and I had a bet as to when you two would hook up. I won, by the way. Plus, I was serious about you being the one who controls the coffee." I told him honestly and held my empty coffee cup up at him with a pout when I mentioned coffee. Luke rolled his eyes at me but refilled my cup anyway.

"That will kill you, you know." He reminded me as he always did.

"But I'd die happy." I countered with a happy sigh as I smelt of fresh coffee. Just then my cell phone rang and I pulled it out. Luke cleared his throat and pointed at the no cell phones allowed signed. Now I rolled my eyes and gestured to the empty diner. "There's no one here!"

"Fine, just this once." Luke agreed gruffly. I smiled and flipped my phone open after checking the caller ID.

"Hi, mommy. Guess where I'm using my cell phone." I said in greeting. I heard my mother gasp on the other end.

"Are you using a cell phone in Luke's?" she asked me in mock awe.

"That I am, mother dearest. He must really want in your pants." I teased both her and Luke.

"Hey!" they both said at the same time, making me chuckle.

"What's up, mom?" I asked her seriously.

"Your grandmother's here for lunch." Mom replied reluctantly and I groaned out loud.

"Do I have to be there?" I asked, hopeful that I didn't.

"If I do, you do." Came her not unexpected answer.

"Fine. I'll be back soon." I said begrudgingly, not really wanting to leave mom alone with both Emily and Rory.

Rory, Emily, mom and I were all sitting at a table outside at the Dragonfly. No was talking so all you could hear was birds chirping in the distance and the new horses neighing in the close by stable.

"The weather's lovely." Emily is the first to break the silence. Mom and I exchange a look and Rory just continues to push food around her plate.

"Yes, it is." Mom finally agrees after a tension filled minute of silence.

"Rory, don't you think it's lovely?"

"It's very lovely." Rory agrees with them both in an emotionless voice.

"Yes." Emily says and then looks around the inn grounds. "Lovely. Well, I don't see any reason to put this off any longer. Girls, I have something to say that may shock you, but unfortunately there's nothing I can do about that now. Lorelai, Rory, Christa, Richard and I have separated."

"And?" I asked her, because we already knew. But I don't think Emily knew that we knew.

"What do you mean "and"? That's not enough? You need some sort of mob-related offing to make it interesting?"

"No, Mom, that's plenty. It's just, we already knew." Mom explained to her.

"Rory didn't." Emily argued with a shake of her head.

"Well, I mean, I didn't know know –"

"Why would you tell her?"

"Mom!" mom said in indignation.

"Who else did you tell?" Emily demanded.

"So, you haven't read "Page Six"?" mom said sarcastically and I covered a smile by taking a sip of water.

"Rory, if you need to talk about this to try to understand why this is happening, then by all means, do not ask your mother." Emily told her favourite granddaughter and I just rolled my eyes.

"Okay, Mom, I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be insensitive. It just seemed like a thing you and Dad were going through. I figured you'd make up." Mom tried to explain again.

"Well, we didn't."

"I see that. So, wow, you're really separated?" mom asked sadly.

"That's right. Your father's moving into the pool house."

"So then you're not separated." I said, speaking for the first time since I sat down. Emily looked at me in confusion.

"Of course we are."

"You're separated by the pool."

"I'm sorry, Grandma." Rory said before Emily and I could really get into it.

"Well, what's done is done. I'm moving on. And to celebrate the next stage of my life, I'm going to Europe by myself for the very first time since I was in college. I'm leaving tonight." Emily said happily.

"Tonight? That's fast." Rory stated.

"Well, I wanted to leave quickly, so I called my travel agent and insisted that he put me on tonight's plane to Paris no matter what. He finally managed to bump someone from a church group, and I've got my seat, and I'm leaving at 10:00. And, Rory, my offer to you still stands."

"What offer?" Rory asked confused.

"My offer to escort you around Europe this summer." Emily explained with a smile. I grimaced at the thought of spending the summer with Emily. I watched as mom's lit up at this and she watched Rory's reaction closely. "Every young lady should do Europe the proper way at least once in her life, and I would be thrilled to have your company on this very special occasion. Of course, I know it's very short notice, so if you already have plans for the summer, I completely understand."

"You know, I think Europe sounds great. I think you would really enjoy that. I mean, remember - we loved Paris. You don't have anything special planned for the summer, do you?" mom asked innocently and I bit back a smile because I had guessed what she was trying to do.

"No, nothing special." Rory answered them both, giving mom an odd look.

"Well, then? What do you say? Would you like to be impulsive with me?" Emily asked her excitedly and I smiled slightly at the excitement in her eyes.

"Sure, Grandma, I'd love to." Rory finally said and Emily's face broke out in a smile.

"That is just wonderful! I'll call Ralphie right away and tell him to bump another Baptist. We'll have a wonderful time, you and I. It'll be just like "Gigi." Lorelai, I'm gonna use your phone." Emily told us as she stood up and gave Rory a hug.

"Be my guest, Mom." She said before Emily wondered back inside to use the phone. Mom looks back at Rory, who was shooting daggers with her eyes. "Europe, cool." She said and I laughed at the situation.

"So, what is this, a Henry James novel? The young lady acts up, and her family ships her off to Europe?" Rory asked her.

"Oh, come on." I sighed.

"How fast did you tell Grandma that I had nothing to do this summer?" she asked, ignoring me.

"I'm not shipping you off." Mom protested.

"Oh, please!"

"I'm not. I'm just - okay, maybe I am." She said reluctantly. "I wasn't planning on it, but maybe in the back of my mind, I just thought –"

" - Say Goodbye to Daisy Miller." Rory said angrily.

"Goodbye Daisy Miller." I said cheerfully and Rory glared at me.

"Not helping." Mom told me plainly and I shrugged and sipped my drink.

"Okay, fine, so maybe I suggested the trip to give you some time to –"mom started to explain to Rory.

"Travel back to the turn of the century?" I suggested helpfully.

"To think - but you did not have to accept." She finished, ignoring my comment.

"I did too." Rory replied to her.

"No, Rory, you didn't. You're 19 now, remember? You're all grown up, and you can handle your own affairs." She retorted and I snorted at her word choice. "Sorry. That's a bad choice of words. You can handle your own life events, so if you didn't want to go to Europe, all you had to do was say you didn't want to go, but you didn't, so I assume you do want to go." she said but then saw the look on Rory's face. I saw it to and got a little worried.

"You do want to go? How come? I mean, what about Dean? You're just gonna go off and leave now?" I asked her seriously.

"None of your business."

"Did something happen? Did you guys have a fight, or is it something else? Is it Lindsay?" mom asked, equally as worried about her.

"We didn't have a fight. Everything is fine with Dean. I want to go so I can get away from you two." She replied, acting bratty.

"I'm sorry, weren't you supposed to go through this phase like five years ago? 'Cause, I mean, seriously, at this point, storming into your room and blasting your goth rock - it's just gonna confuse your roommates." I joked because I couldn't believe she was serious. Rory stood up and grabbed her jacket off the back of her chair.

"Tell Grandma I had to pack." Was all she said before she left. Mom and I exchanged a defeated look before I stood up as well and made my way inside to find coffee and chocolate.