Tomboy
By Emily Carol
Summary: AU - Richard and Emily forced Lorelai and Christopher to put Rory up for adoption after she was born. Now Rory's 16 and living in a family full of boys on the outskirts of New York City. A search for her actual mother on her 16th birthday throws her into a life she never expected. Can a tomboy like her stand it?
Author's note: Hey! I'm starting to post my fanfics that I didn't have on here because my layout on my new site is really being delayed. The guy that does my layouts is a wrestler and he thought he broke his nose, turns out he has a blood clot in his nose, pleasant isn't it? He's gonna try and do my layout soon but I hate depriving people who read my stuff. So here's another story of mine.
Also! I'm looking for multiple betas to help me with my story, On Eagle's Wings. It's my perfectionist piece and I really want more feedback than my two betas (one is a non-Gilmore Girl watcher but it's AU so it doesn't matter really) are giving me. So e-mail me at BeautynBeastGurl@netscape.net if you are interested in being a beta for me. If you want a summary I'll give it to you before the whole story.
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Chapter 1
Rory slammed the door of her small home right outside of New York City. "I'm home," she yelled.
"Keep it down," Chris yelled at her.
"You keep it down," Rory shot back at him. Chris was a year older than her and a high school dropout as of last year.
"Make me," Chris said.
"I will," Rory said sizing him up. He was so short Rory had three inches on him.
"Forget it," Chris said. "I don't fight girls."
"More like you're scared," Rory said making her way into the kitchen leaving him behind in the family room steaming from the ears.
"Must you wear those clothes Rory?" her mom asked her as she entered the kitchen.
Rory looked down at the baggy jeans she'd gotten from the Goodwill store that were meant for a guy most likely and red hodded sweatshirt she'd stolen from Chris's closet that morning. "I don't see anything wrong with them." She walked to the fridge and grabbed the carton of milk from it.
"Use a glass," Mom said.
Rory made a face and reached for one of the glasses sitting in the cabinet next to her.
"Honestly Rory," her mom said. "You're sixteen today and you're a tomboy? Why can't you be a little more girly?"
"'Cause I don't feel like it," Rory drowned the milk and walked out of the kitchen.
Slamming the door to her bedroom she sat down on her bed and reached for her backpack. She was just starting her homework when a small knock came at her door.
"What do you want?" Rory asked looking down at her math book.
Ricky and Joe peeked their heads in the door. They were only a year apart and looked exactly like twins except that Ricky had green eyes and Joe had brown.
"Wanna play basketball?" they asked together.
Rory looked down at her homework. It was all boring, she could do it after dinner since it wouldn't take all that long.
"Sure."
Ricky and Joe smiled and ran down the hall to where Rory's other brothers Jake, Kevin, and Josh waited. "She said she'd play!" they yelled together. "She said she'd play!"
The three of them smiled at them. Ricky and Joe came in the two youngest of the family of seven at 10 and 11 (Ricky was older). Josh was 13, Kevin was 14, and Jake was exactly ten months younger than Rory at 15 but because of cutoffs they were both sophomores.
Rory smiled at her brothers as she walked out the front door to the basketball court at the rundown park across the street where she went on to cream Ricky, Kevin, and Jake's butts, with a little help from Joe and Josh.
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Author's Note: Hope you like it! I"ve got most of it written and I'm just gonna post when I have time. Please review!
~Emily Carol
By Emily Carol
Summary: AU - Richard and Emily forced Lorelai and Christopher to put Rory up for adoption after she was born. Now Rory's 16 and living in a family full of boys on the outskirts of New York City. A search for her actual mother on her 16th birthday throws her into a life she never expected. Can a tomboy like her stand it?
Author's note: Hey! I'm starting to post my fanfics that I didn't have on here because my layout on my new site is really being delayed. The guy that does my layouts is a wrestler and he thought he broke his nose, turns out he has a blood clot in his nose, pleasant isn't it? He's gonna try and do my layout soon but I hate depriving people who read my stuff. So here's another story of mine.
Also! I'm looking for multiple betas to help me with my story, On Eagle's Wings. It's my perfectionist piece and I really want more feedback than my two betas (one is a non-Gilmore Girl watcher but it's AU so it doesn't matter really) are giving me. So e-mail me at BeautynBeastGurl@netscape.net if you are interested in being a beta for me. If you want a summary I'll give it to you before the whole story.
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Chapter 1
Rory slammed the door of her small home right outside of New York City. "I'm home," she yelled.
"Keep it down," Chris yelled at her.
"You keep it down," Rory shot back at him. Chris was a year older than her and a high school dropout as of last year.
"Make me," Chris said.
"I will," Rory said sizing him up. He was so short Rory had three inches on him.
"Forget it," Chris said. "I don't fight girls."
"More like you're scared," Rory said making her way into the kitchen leaving him behind in the family room steaming from the ears.
"Must you wear those clothes Rory?" her mom asked her as she entered the kitchen.
Rory looked down at the baggy jeans she'd gotten from the Goodwill store that were meant for a guy most likely and red hodded sweatshirt she'd stolen from Chris's closet that morning. "I don't see anything wrong with them." She walked to the fridge and grabbed the carton of milk from it.
"Use a glass," Mom said.
Rory made a face and reached for one of the glasses sitting in the cabinet next to her.
"Honestly Rory," her mom said. "You're sixteen today and you're a tomboy? Why can't you be a little more girly?"
"'Cause I don't feel like it," Rory drowned the milk and walked out of the kitchen.
Slamming the door to her bedroom she sat down on her bed and reached for her backpack. She was just starting her homework when a small knock came at her door.
"What do you want?" Rory asked looking down at her math book.
Ricky and Joe peeked their heads in the door. They were only a year apart and looked exactly like twins except that Ricky had green eyes and Joe had brown.
"Wanna play basketball?" they asked together.
Rory looked down at her homework. It was all boring, she could do it after dinner since it wouldn't take all that long.
"Sure."
Ricky and Joe smiled and ran down the hall to where Rory's other brothers Jake, Kevin, and Josh waited. "She said she'd play!" they yelled together. "She said she'd play!"
The three of them smiled at them. Ricky and Joe came in the two youngest of the family of seven at 10 and 11 (Ricky was older). Josh was 13, Kevin was 14, and Jake was exactly ten months younger than Rory at 15 but because of cutoffs they were both sophomores.
Rory smiled at her brothers as she walked out the front door to the basketball court at the rundown park across the street where she went on to cream Ricky, Kevin, and Jake's butts, with a little help from Joe and Josh.
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Author's Note: Hope you like it! I"ve got most of it written and I'm just gonna post when I have time. Please review!
~Emily Carol