Chapter 1 *thanks to my girl bre for helping me out with this story thank you bre love ya your amazing*
After Lorelai and Rory leave the play. They go to Luke's for a quick bite to eat. They decide they shouldn't stay out too late, so they head on home.
''Ok hun I'm tired so I'm going to bed'' Lorelai says as she takes off her coat to hang it up. "Don't stay up too late."
''Ok'' Rory say. "Night"
''G-night hun''' she says and kisses Rory before heading upstairs.
Rory goes to her room and shuts the door. She changes into her pajama's and sits on her bed. She grabs the phone and dial's her dad's number ''Hello'' he says half asleep.
''Hey dad it's me! Did I wake you up? I'm so sorry but hey listen. Do you have a minute?'' she asks him ''Yea yea sure I have a minute. What's going on? How are you sweetie? How's your mom'
''we're good we just got home! I was just in a play at school'' she tells him ''oh cool! What play?'' he asks ''Romeo and Juliet. And guess what! I played Juliet!'' she tells him ''Cool'' he says "So thats all you wanted to tell me?'' he asks her "No. So there is this boy'' she explains.
''Uh oh'' he says with concern.
''No it's not like that. It's just that he got in some trouble at school, with a few of his friend's and his dad pulled him out of school and now he's being shipped off to North Carolina to Military school! I know that you live in North Carolina and I really like him and I have to be with him! We love each other'' she tells him ''But don't you have a boyfriend? What's going on with him?'' he asks ''We're done. Things lately, between us, haven't been the same. Dean has never been like this. But now that there is another great looking guy. Hes jealous'
''That's too bad!" he sighs while trying to change the subject. "But what about school and your mom? What does she have to say about all this?'' he asks ''I don't care about Chilton anymore I want to be with Tristan dad! He's all that matter's to me right now'' she tries to say without crying.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry! Don't cry! Just call me tommorrow and we can talk more. But first ask your mom! She knows best!" he says trying to find the right words to say. He wasn't good at talking about relationship. Wheter it be his own, or his sixteen year old daughter's. He wished he was their to help, but Lorelai would know the most.
"Ok dad, talk to you tommorow. Love ya!" she wipes her eyes.
"Love you too!" She hangs up after hearing him disconnect. She lays back and rest her head on her pillow. She stares up at the ceiling, Thinking. Soon she drifts to sleep, with a smile plastured on her face.