A/N: Hey guys this is my first fic that I have ever actually put on-line. Thought it was about time, since I've been reading them for months now! So, just let me know what you think and if I should continue. All review are greatly appreciated!

Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or anything associated with it, or the people who created it. I am just a lowly student with nothing better to do with my time, and because I'm sick of studying for my exams! And, hey, it's kinda pointless suing me because I only have forty cents and a bunch of CD's by people my friends have never heard of!

Rating: G for the time being

The Clearing

Slowly she made her way through the forest. Dreading what was waiting ahead in the clearing. He had called earlier that morning and asked her to meet him at the spot.

Their spot.

So much had happened to them in this clearing. They had discovered it on day when they were walking in the forest on the outskirts of town. Ever since that day if they ever wanted to be alone together, or even by themselves, they would come here.

At first they would come out here everyday for hours on end, talking, and later kissing or just laying in each others arms, never wanting to have to go back to the real world. The clearing was a place where they could leave the problems of the world and their lives behind, a place where they could enjoy life in a blissful ignorance, if only for a short time.

They had shared their first kiss in the clearing, it had been filled with uncertainty, yet of promise and hope. They had before just been friends, if you could even call them that. Their relationship as friends often stood on futile grounds. One wrong comment and neither would talk for days.

"But the attraction was definitely there" she mused aloud.

She thought back to their first meeting at college when he had walked into her dorm room by mistake thinking that it was his. Granted they were still settling in freshman year.

She always thought back to the fateful day when he had opened the door and without taking in his surroundings had started to strip off his shirt and pants. He had just been about to pull down his jeans when she walked out of her en suite and screamed in shock. After that incident they had become "friends". Helping each other study and with other problems. She often liked to tease him that he had done that little strip tease on purpose to let her know that her was there, and just to annoy her.

It was an intense relationship that the pair shared. They could go from having a deep and meaningful talk to biting each other's heads off to a light banter within half an hour. But that was only after they'd learnt how to deal with each other. At first when they fought it bad, nasty things that they would often mean would be said, but later would be retracted in order to reconcile.

She remember how one day she had said something about how he only got into Yale was because of his looks, that he didn't have the brains to back them up. Sure he had the brains, he just chose not to use them, in high school his grades had been less than average, but what she didn't know was that he scored brilliantly on his SAT's. It had all been a ploy to save his reputation as a "cool player". She had felt bad afterward, but was in a bad mood over the fact that he got it all so easy while she had to work hard for everything, so she made up with him.

When they made up it was even better. It was always interesting. It would often involve lots of grovelling, crazy logics and favours of slavery.

Lately though there had been more of the intense fighting with nasty words and less of the fun making up.

They had been in the rough patch for a little over two months now. When ever they were together some tiny little disagreement would be blown up out of proportion. She knew she was partly to blame, she had been so busy with school and her job that often she would completely bypass his dorm room and go directly to her own at night for want of rest.

But he also wasn't free of blame, she'd call and he'd always be studying at the library, or out shopping. Shopping! He never shopped before, in fact he would often whinge about having to go to the mall to go to the movies. She'd been suspecting lately that he was having an affair. He basically could have his pick of anyone he wanted.

"What's so special about me, I'm not that good looking, I'm not exactly Buffy 'I save the world and lead an action packed life' exciting. I'm nothing like the girls he normally goes for"

She never used to be so insecure, but just lately with things being the way they are she couldn't help but feel things were only going to get worse.

Breathing deeply she cleared the scrub that obscured the clearing from view. Cautiously she stepped into the clearing to find him standing there waiting for her.

He took a deep breath and looked everywhere but her eyes, anxiously he said

"Rory, we need to talk..."

So guys let me now if I should continue, all review welcome. By the way, I'm not going to be one of those people who say "If I don't have x reviews by Blah day I'm not going to continue!" Geez they annoy me!

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