The Truth Finally Comes Out
By: Holli
A/n: this is my first fan fiction so bear with me as I get a handle of putting my thoughts on paper, or rather, on the computer. Sorry if this isn't a long chapter. I know I hate reading short chapters, but I hope they will begin getting longer. I am starting university in a little over a week so I may not be able to update as frequently as I would like, but once again, bear with me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, wish I did, I wouldn't let Jess leave, but I like many other girls out there, am saying that I own Milo. I also own my original storyline and the characters that you don't recognize, namely Alyssa Marks.
Summary: This story is about a girl named Alyssa Marks. We will meet up with Lorelai, Rory, Emily and the rest of Star's Hollow around chapter three I believe. Find out how Alyssa comes to be in Star's Hollow and what she's there to find out. I don't think this story has been done, at least I haven't read one similar to it, but I hope you like it.
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The Truth Finally Comes Out
Chapter one - Meeting Alyssa
'It's way too early in the morning to be up, especially without coffee.' Thought 17 year old Alyssa Marks. Alyssa, or Ali as everyone called her, was addicted to coffee. The fact that she was almost an adult didn't stop her mother from refusing to give any to her. Well, in that case, it didn't stop her from drinking it either. This morning she has woken up early and was annoyed to find out that her coffee machine she'd hidden in her room didn't like her anymore and was refusing to work. She was understandable grumpy because of it, and thought about sneaking down to the kitchen to steal some of her fathers before anyone noticed her. The day was definitely not starting out well and unknown to her at the time it was about to go from bad to worse.
Ali walked downstairs and was about to push open the door into the kitchen when she heard her parents talking, or rather, yelling. She remained outside the door quietly listening to their conversation. It seemed that they were discussing her. 'Why?' she wondered.
"I don't know why we can't just tell her Linda. She's seventeen for Christ's sake. She's almost an adult. She deserves to know, to be able to make her own decision." Her father Robert Marks yelled at his wife.
'I deserve to know what?' thought Ali. Pressing the door open ever so slightly so she could see as well as hear better, Ali listened on. Almost instantly wishing she hadn't heard the conversation.
"Robert, we're her parents. We've always been her parents. We've watched her grow up from that tiny adorable baby girl we were blessedly given into the gorgeous, if not slightly crazy young woman that she is today. I know that she deserves to know, I'm just afraid that if she finds out that I'll lose her. She may want to leave us, and find her other mother. I'm afraid she'll think she's a better mother and I can't bear for that to happen. She's my little girl Rob." As her speak wore on, Alyssa's mother, Linda Marks broke down into tear and was comforted by her husband.
Ali stood shocked outside the kitchen door and unintentionally let her hand fall from the door causing it to slam closed, and attracting the attention of her parents. Yea, right, her parents.
Ali couldn't bear to listen to them try to explain themselves to her. She wasn't ready for that yet. She needed time to think and so, she just walked out of her house oblivious to everything going on within and outside of her house that day. Alyssa didn't go to school. She just wandered around, returning to her house later that night. She found her parents waiting for her inside the front door when she finally returned home.
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When Ali returned to her room that night after a long conversation with her parents, she just plopped into her reading chair, the only comfy chair in her room, or in the house in her opinion.
Ali's family, or should I say, her adopted family as she had just found out, were rich. They lived in a large mansion just outside L.A. She had lived comfortably in that same house her entire life, attending the same prestigious prep school most of the time. The house was filled with expensive antiques and there wasn't much that was comfortable within it, including the relationships with most of its members. Alyssa had long yearned for a close relationship with her mother, but it had never happened. Her mother seemed mostly cut off from her daughter's life, except when there was amazing accomplishments and an exclusive party to attend. It was at those moments that her mother chose to be a caring mother. It was all for show. It was all for those high society people that frequented the house for parties and other social gatherings.
Ali sat in her chair thinking. She thought about her childhood. She wondered if her older brothers knew she was adopted? Maybe, maybe not. She would have to ask them, but not today. Alyssa had two brother, Andrew and Jason Marks. They were naturally her parents children. It turns out that they had adopted her because after having two boys they were ready for a girl, and they didn't want to go though a pregnancy again. 'Great reason,' Ali thought sarcastically.
Andrew was 20 years old and Jason was 18. that would have made them three years olds and one year old when she had been adopted. Since Jay was so close in age to her, and they had been close growing up Alyssa didn't think that he had known, but Andy? He had been three. That's old enough to have memories, and to know what was going on. So, did he know or had he been lied to like everyone else had been?
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Since everyone has been described but our leading lady, it must be time to learn more about her. Alyssa Isabelle Marks has long hair that reaches half way down her back. It is dark brown and slightly wavy. She also has vivid blue eyes and a friendly smile. Everyone loved her, which was great in the world that she grew up in.
Tonight though, Ali didn't wear that friendly smile. It wasn't because she was at home and it wasn't because she was alone. It was because she was trying to figure out what to do next. Her mother, excuse me, her adopted mother, didn't want her to attempt her find her real mother, but once again that wasn't going to stop her. She just needed to figure out how she was going to do it.
A/n I hope you all liked the chapter, I want to get the second one up as soon as possible, if I can get it done tonight, if not hopefully tomorrow. Please review, I would love to know what you think and I don't mind some constructive criticism. Bear with me, as I am Canadian and don't know much about places around the United States. Oh, and I didn't want to write a long, boring conversation between Alyssa and her parents, besides I wasn't sure how to put it and make it sound real.
By: Holli
A/n: this is my first fan fiction so bear with me as I get a handle of putting my thoughts on paper, or rather, on the computer. Sorry if this isn't a long chapter. I know I hate reading short chapters, but I hope they will begin getting longer. I am starting university in a little over a week so I may not be able to update as frequently as I would like, but once again, bear with me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, wish I did, I wouldn't let Jess leave, but I like many other girls out there, am saying that I own Milo. I also own my original storyline and the characters that you don't recognize, namely Alyssa Marks.
Summary: This story is about a girl named Alyssa Marks. We will meet up with Lorelai, Rory, Emily and the rest of Star's Hollow around chapter three I believe. Find out how Alyssa comes to be in Star's Hollow and what she's there to find out. I don't think this story has been done, at least I haven't read one similar to it, but I hope you like it.
~~~*~~~*~~~
The Truth Finally Comes Out
Chapter one - Meeting Alyssa
'It's way too early in the morning to be up, especially without coffee.' Thought 17 year old Alyssa Marks. Alyssa, or Ali as everyone called her, was addicted to coffee. The fact that she was almost an adult didn't stop her mother from refusing to give any to her. Well, in that case, it didn't stop her from drinking it either. This morning she has woken up early and was annoyed to find out that her coffee machine she'd hidden in her room didn't like her anymore and was refusing to work. She was understandable grumpy because of it, and thought about sneaking down to the kitchen to steal some of her fathers before anyone noticed her. The day was definitely not starting out well and unknown to her at the time it was about to go from bad to worse.
Ali walked downstairs and was about to push open the door into the kitchen when she heard her parents talking, or rather, yelling. She remained outside the door quietly listening to their conversation. It seemed that they were discussing her. 'Why?' she wondered.
"I don't know why we can't just tell her Linda. She's seventeen for Christ's sake. She's almost an adult. She deserves to know, to be able to make her own decision." Her father Robert Marks yelled at his wife.
'I deserve to know what?' thought Ali. Pressing the door open ever so slightly so she could see as well as hear better, Ali listened on. Almost instantly wishing she hadn't heard the conversation.
"Robert, we're her parents. We've always been her parents. We've watched her grow up from that tiny adorable baby girl we were blessedly given into the gorgeous, if not slightly crazy young woman that she is today. I know that she deserves to know, I'm just afraid that if she finds out that I'll lose her. She may want to leave us, and find her other mother. I'm afraid she'll think she's a better mother and I can't bear for that to happen. She's my little girl Rob." As her speak wore on, Alyssa's mother, Linda Marks broke down into tear and was comforted by her husband.
Ali stood shocked outside the kitchen door and unintentionally let her hand fall from the door causing it to slam closed, and attracting the attention of her parents. Yea, right, her parents.
Ali couldn't bear to listen to them try to explain themselves to her. She wasn't ready for that yet. She needed time to think and so, she just walked out of her house oblivious to everything going on within and outside of her house that day. Alyssa didn't go to school. She just wandered around, returning to her house later that night. She found her parents waiting for her inside the front door when she finally returned home.
~*~
When Ali returned to her room that night after a long conversation with her parents, she just plopped into her reading chair, the only comfy chair in her room, or in the house in her opinion.
Ali's family, or should I say, her adopted family as she had just found out, were rich. They lived in a large mansion just outside L.A. She had lived comfortably in that same house her entire life, attending the same prestigious prep school most of the time. The house was filled with expensive antiques and there wasn't much that was comfortable within it, including the relationships with most of its members. Alyssa had long yearned for a close relationship with her mother, but it had never happened. Her mother seemed mostly cut off from her daughter's life, except when there was amazing accomplishments and an exclusive party to attend. It was at those moments that her mother chose to be a caring mother. It was all for show. It was all for those high society people that frequented the house for parties and other social gatherings.
Ali sat in her chair thinking. She thought about her childhood. She wondered if her older brothers knew she was adopted? Maybe, maybe not. She would have to ask them, but not today. Alyssa had two brother, Andrew and Jason Marks. They were naturally her parents children. It turns out that they had adopted her because after having two boys they were ready for a girl, and they didn't want to go though a pregnancy again. 'Great reason,' Ali thought sarcastically.
Andrew was 20 years old and Jason was 18. that would have made them three years olds and one year old when she had been adopted. Since Jay was so close in age to her, and they had been close growing up Alyssa didn't think that he had known, but Andy? He had been three. That's old enough to have memories, and to know what was going on. So, did he know or had he been lied to like everyone else had been?
~*~
Since everyone has been described but our leading lady, it must be time to learn more about her. Alyssa Isabelle Marks has long hair that reaches half way down her back. It is dark brown and slightly wavy. She also has vivid blue eyes and a friendly smile. Everyone loved her, which was great in the world that she grew up in.
Tonight though, Ali didn't wear that friendly smile. It wasn't because she was at home and it wasn't because she was alone. It was because she was trying to figure out what to do next. Her mother, excuse me, her adopted mother, didn't want her to attempt her find her real mother, but once again that wasn't going to stop her. She just needed to figure out how she was going to do it.
A/n I hope you all liked the chapter, I want to get the second one up as soon as possible, if I can get it done tonight, if not hopefully tomorrow. Please review, I would love to know what you think and I don't mind some constructive criticism. Bear with me, as I am Canadian and don't know much about places around the United States. Oh, and I didn't want to write a long, boring conversation between Alyssa and her parents, besides I wasn't sure how to put it and make it sound real.