Disclaimer- I don't anyone but Chase & Gracie because I made them in my head
34 year old Rory Gilmore read the paper as she lightly ran her finger over the rim of her coffee cup and glanced at the clock, 5:00.
"Gracie!" She called out without even glancing up from her reading.
"I know dammit" A voice sounded sleepily from the other room.
"Don't swear at me" Rory scolded and walked down the hall, pushing the door open.
"Sorry" 15 year old Grace Gilmore mumbled getting out of bed and walked to the closet, pulling out a Nirvana shirt.
"Going out, sweetie?" Rory said and grinned. Every morning was the same, Grace muttering a profanity, apologizing and picking out every piece of clothing except her uniform.
In response she received a grunt and watched as her daughter dropped the shirt back into the closet and picked out her school clothes. "I'm taking a shower" She muttered and threw them on the bed before walking into the bathroom, turning on the water and slamming the door.
Rory smiled slightly and wandered back in the kitchen, her daughter was a character. She was sarcastic, beautiful but nothing like her at sixteen and the only thing that could link the two now as mother and daughter was their identical blue eyes. Although Gracie's were usually lined thick with black eyeliner. She had deep blue eyes and light brown hair that was cut into a short bob right above her shoulders. The kitchen door opened and she saw her husband Jess walk into the kitchen and place a small kiss on her lips before mumbling a morning.
"Gracie up?" He said and poured himself a bowl of cereal.
"Yea, your..." A thud and groan sounded from the room across from Grace's "Nevermind then" she closed with a smirk.
Jess shook his head and laughed "Morning Chase"
He was rewarded with a Morning dad from his 16-year-old son and then the sound of Eminem throughout the hall.
A few seconds later the water in the bathroom was turned off and a towel sporting Gracie emerged and lazily walked into her room. Chase opened his bedroom door and hit her by accident
"Watch it moron" She snapped and walked into her bedroom before slamming the door.
"And good morning to you dear sister." A uniform clad Chase walked into the kitchen, tie hung lose and dyed dark blond hair up in a low Mohawk. His eyes sported a thin black line of eyeliner that didn't go unnoticed by Rory "Chase, your just going to have to wash it off."
He grabbed a chocolate poptart out of the toaster "I know" He answered with a shrug.
"I need coffee" Rory wined and placed her empty coffee cup in the sink.
"Me too, Luke's?" Jess said, already grabbing his jacket but then paused "Wait, Gracie..."
"Is ready, let's go" Gracie answered stepping out of her room and grabbed her jacket and the keys to the car before going outside.
Rory sighed and followed her, with Jess and Chase at heel "To Luke's"
34 year old Rory Gilmore read the paper as she lightly ran her finger over the rim of her coffee cup and glanced at the clock, 5:00.
"Gracie!" She called out without even glancing up from her reading.
"I know dammit" A voice sounded sleepily from the other room.
"Don't swear at me" Rory scolded and walked down the hall, pushing the door open.
"Sorry" 15 year old Grace Gilmore mumbled getting out of bed and walked to the closet, pulling out a Nirvana shirt.
"Going out, sweetie?" Rory said and grinned. Every morning was the same, Grace muttering a profanity, apologizing and picking out every piece of clothing except her uniform.
In response she received a grunt and watched as her daughter dropped the shirt back into the closet and picked out her school clothes. "I'm taking a shower" She muttered and threw them on the bed before walking into the bathroom, turning on the water and slamming the door.
Rory smiled slightly and wandered back in the kitchen, her daughter was a character. She was sarcastic, beautiful but nothing like her at sixteen and the only thing that could link the two now as mother and daughter was their identical blue eyes. Although Gracie's were usually lined thick with black eyeliner. She had deep blue eyes and light brown hair that was cut into a short bob right above her shoulders. The kitchen door opened and she saw her husband Jess walk into the kitchen and place a small kiss on her lips before mumbling a morning.
"Gracie up?" He said and poured himself a bowl of cereal.
"Yea, your..." A thud and groan sounded from the room across from Grace's "Nevermind then" she closed with a smirk.
Jess shook his head and laughed "Morning Chase"
He was rewarded with a Morning dad from his 16-year-old son and then the sound of Eminem throughout the hall.
A few seconds later the water in the bathroom was turned off and a towel sporting Gracie emerged and lazily walked into her room. Chase opened his bedroom door and hit her by accident
"Watch it moron" She snapped and walked into her bedroom before slamming the door.
"And good morning to you dear sister." A uniform clad Chase walked into the kitchen, tie hung lose and dyed dark blond hair up in a low Mohawk. His eyes sported a thin black line of eyeliner that didn't go unnoticed by Rory "Chase, your just going to have to wash it off."
He grabbed a chocolate poptart out of the toaster "I know" He answered with a shrug.
"I need coffee" Rory wined and placed her empty coffee cup in the sink.
"Me too, Luke's?" Jess said, already grabbing his jacket but then paused "Wait, Gracie..."
"Is ready, let's go" Gracie answered stepping out of her room and grabbed her jacket and the keys to the car before going outside.
Rory sighed and followed her, with Jess and Chase at heel "To Luke's"