I've used the Evanescence song "missing" as the letter Rory writtes to her father.

I own nothing related to the gilmore girls, Please R&R!

No second thoughts

Please, please forgive me… but I wont be home again.

Maybe someday you'll look up and barely conscious you'll say to no one: Isn´t something missing?

You won't cry for my absence, I know you forgot me long ago. Am I that unimportant? Am I so insignificant?? Isn´t someone missing me?…

Even though I'm the sacrifice, you won't try for me, not now, though I'd die to know you loved me, I'm all alone…

I know what you do to yourself, I breathe deep and cry out:

"Isn't something missing?, Isn't someone missing me?"

And if I bleed, I'll bleed, knowing you don't care. and if I sleep just to dream of you, I'll wake without you there.

Isn't something missing?… In case you care, that would be me.

Goodbye.

Those were the most sincere words Rory Gilmore told her father, they were also the last, and it was in a form of a letter.

Rory lived all her life with her father Chris, and she was invisible. All her life her father supplied food, books and all kinds of needs that fitted in a house, but he didnt gave her a home.

She doesnt talk to the world because it wont listen. In Rory's eyes what she had to say or do had no interest in this world, she was worthless, and she learnt to live with it. Actually, she had no problem with it at all, the world wont listen to her, fine, but she will listen to the world, to every single word, and she will learn something out of it.

Chris was the person who ignored her the most, and thats why the day she turned eighteen she decided there was more to see and it was time to make her own little world a little bigger.

She didnt even have to climb out the window. She knew it was a big cliché, but in the back of her mind she wished she had to take some kind of precaution in order to not get caugh. But unfortunately she only had to cross the front door, with a suitcase rolling behind her, and his father at perfect sight, watching television. She left the letter in the table of the lobby, turned her head to look at his father and mouthed "goodbye, Chris"

She walked throught the town, with her suitcase, wich happened to be almost bigger than her, and climbed on a bus. No one noticed.

So she sitted on the last seat, looked at the window, took the most deep and slow breath she could, and as she exaled the biggest smile covered all her face.

5:12 pm Rory Gilmore starts again, "Citius, Altius, Fortius", that sweet motto running through her head over and over again. It was like opening a new book, carefully smeeling its pages, or putting on her headphones to listen a song she knew she never heard before. She would taste it, every beat of it, memorizing every tree that lined the roads, or the number of passengers that traveled with her.

After a few hours the bus stoped in the New york bus station, and as she always did, took the last breath of air of her old hometown that was still floating on the bus, and held it until she was out of it, to exale it into New York and breath for the first time the air of her new home. It was like two places shaking hands through this girl's limbs, an old habbit she will never lose.

She left her suitcase in a loker of the station, leaving with only 70 dollars in her left pocket, a cell phone and her mp3. She doesn't like to walk with a lot of stuff, just what she know she will need. She saw every street, walked every sideway until she found a café that caugh her interest. This is they way she acted, she wouldnt rationalize, she will act as her soul told her to, without giving it a second thought.

So with no hesitation she stepped into the small café and went straight to the counter.

The place was clean and with new fourniture, very colorful and with a lot of light, the offsping blasting through the speakers. Rory's soul always new what was good, and this place was definitely a good one.

A blond girl with a warm smile was leaning on the counter, reading a magazine. She looked at Rory and her smile grew wider.

"Hi! How can I help you"

Her energy could amuse anyone, but to rory it was like the fluel to keep her in that small café.

"Hi, actually I'm new in this town and looking for a job, Can you help me?"

This new girl was shooked at first but inmediately a devil grin appeared in her face.

"I'll ask a question a you have to answer, with no hesitation, no questions asked"

"ok." No hesitation, good start.

"Where are you from?"

"Connecticut."

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen."

"where are your parents?"

"My father is in Connecticut, I have no mother."

"Isn´t he looking for you?"

"No."

"do you like coffe?"

"Yes."

"Favourite music group?"

"Lostprophets, Korn, Offspring, beatles, System of a Down, the Doors, The wallflowers, The killers-"

"Hired."

"ok, when do I start?"

"now, get in here so i can show you around."

And with the same nonchalant face she had all the time, Rory got behind the counter and smiled and this girl.

She smiled back and offered her hand.

"I'm Lily Watkins"

"I'm Rory Gilmore"

"How long have you been here?"

Rory nonchantally took her cellphone out of her pocket and checked the hour.

"three hours and tweenty minutes"

"wow, you are one determined person… you haven't been here for four hours and you alreay have a job, I like you" She gave Rory a big gooffy grin and she smiled warmly back at her. "do you have somewhere to live?"

"I'm not so determined" She said smiling at lily.

Lily laughed at her comment and clapped her hands cheerfully jumping up and down

"Well, now you do!, you're staying here. There a little appartment upstairs, it has everything you need to live until you can find something on your own. Plus this way you can open in the morning and I don't have to get up early!! It's a win win for everybody!"

Rory laugh at her, relieved that she wont have to spend all her money in a hotel room.

This was definitely a good start for her new life.