Chapter one

Rory

"Hey babe!" came Lorealai's familiar cheery voice over my static cell-phone connection.

"Mom," I exclaimed. I hadn't spoken to her in two months.

"I'm so mad at you!" She said half jokingly, only half.

"Why?" I asked. Man that was a strange way to greet your daughter who you haven't spoken to in two months.

"Because you wouldn't come here first of all and second you wouldn't let me come there to celebrate your home coming!"

"I told you Jess and I aren't in the cash right now. We are going to come to the wedding, surprise everyone with our news, then stay for a few days."

Okay I guess I should fill you in. I had a job in the summer where I traveled around the country writing stories. Jess (My ex-boyfriend) was taking a vacation and we ran into each other in Washington. We back together pretty quickly and then Jess started running around with the paper. We rekindled the flame and we so dreading the end of summer when Jess had to go back to his bookstore, Truncheon Books. But, as luck would have it, I was stationed at a newspaper in Philadelphia, only ten minutes away from the bookstore.

Jess and I decided to buy the apartment above the newspaper. We can barely get by on Ramen noodles, but hey. We love each other. Lorealai and Luke are the only ones who know we are back together. The rest of Stars Hollow might not take it so great. So we decided to tell everyone at my mom's wedding, so we can show everyone we love each other and Jess has changed.

Lorealai and Luke's wedding is in three months. I miss my mom and Stars Hollow desperately, but let's face it. I'm broke.

Lorealai and I finished our conversation and I hung up the phone. When Jess and I told Luke and Lorealai we giving our relationship another go, we had mixed reactions. Lorealai, at first was angry, then unsure and now fine with the idea. Luke, however, is and always was ecstatic about the match. It was then when Jess told me about his and Luke's self-help book venture to win, back the Gilmore Girls. I tried not to laugh, but I couldn't stop myself. That was pretty funny.

"Jess," I called out. "I'm going to work!" I was screaming because first of all I was downstairs and he was up and I had my tunes up really loud.

I had turned around and was almost out the door when I felt a firm and familiar grasp on my arm, turning my around. Jess kissed me lightly, but it still sent butterflies in my stomach. Some times when we kissed I swear that fireworks did do off at the time.

"I gotta go too," Jess said distracted. "When will you be home?"

"I'm pulling the late shift, remember?" I reminded him.

"I wish I could tell you things will get better, but I can't" Jess said smiling, even though I knew it wasn't a joke.

I decided to go along with it anyways. "You are so annoyingly honest." I said sarcastically.

"Oh, I know," He said in the same manner.

He kissed me again, very quickly, it barely even counted. I knew that meant he really had to go.

"George Clooney's got nothing on you." I accidentally blurted.

"What?" Jess seemed surprised.

I held up an issue of People Magazine with a picture of George Clooney on it. "George Clooney was voted the sexiest man alive," I explained.

"I didn't need to know that," Jess complained.

"Too bad," I shrugged.

"Hey," Jess asked, "Where'd you get a people magazine?"

"Gift from mother," I replied.

"Next time," He teased, "Tell her to just slip us a crisp twenty."

"Aye, Aye, Captain," I saluted before walking out the door.

Lorealai

"Luke, Come on!" I shouted.

"I'll be down when I get down!" He shouted back, annoyed. The fact that he was annoyed made me smile. Sorry, but that's how I am. Plus when Luke gets angry he puts on quite a show.

"I don't even understand why I have to go," Luke continued his rant. "I mean these Friday night dinners are your thing not mine."

"Rant Luke, rant," I said to egg him on.

"Lorealai honestly, your parents hate me." He was coming down the stairs fastening his belt. I held his hands up as a request from me to inspect him. I looked him over and nodded my head as if to say he looked as good to the point Richard and Emily won't call him "Dinner Trash"

I grabbed my coat and started toward the door. "They don't hate you." I said continuing our earlier conversation. "They just disapprove of you."

"And there's a difference?" Luke asked me while opening the passenger door of his truck.

"Of course," I answered as I climbed into the vehicle.

"Well, then sorry," Luke said sarcastically.

He climbed in slowly. He fastened his seat belt then hit the gas. We were driving to Gilmore castle.