Summary: Rory finds out that Logan had been cheating on her with her best friend. She couldn't deal with that anymore so she breaks up with him. After everything that had happen, she thinks that she will never love again but when she runs into an old friend, she could have a second chance at love.

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Chapter 1

Rory was laying on Paris' couch. She had moved in with them right after she broke up with Logan. They had been broken up for about a month now but she was still depressed about everything. Most of her time spent away from school, was spent on that couch moping about what had happened. She knew it wasn't like a Gilmore to be acting this way but she thought that they were meant to be and that they would spend the rest of there lives together. It hurt her to think that it was indeed not going to end up that way. Everything had changed when she found out that he had been cheating on her

She sighed as Paris came into the room. Paris heard this and turned her attention on Rory. She was getting annoyed on how depressed she was lately "Oh my gosh, I can't stand you acting like this. You have to get up and get on with your life." She dropped what she was doing and went over to Rory and tried to pull her of the couch.

"What if I don't want to," Rory said as she pushed her off her.

"I don't care if you want to or not. You're going to get off this couch and do something with your life. I'm not going to let you waste your life just because some guy cheated on you" She tried again to pull her off the coach and this time, she was successful. "Thank you, now get ready, we're going out!" She let go of her and went off to also get ready

"Where," Rory called after her. She wanted to know where she was going before she got ready.

"Just get ready, it's a surprise," she said without turning back.

Rory knew that she was being pathetic so she decided that the best thing to do was to get ready and go out with her friend. They had been broken up for a month so it was definatly time for her to move on. She was getting sick of being on that couch anyways.

'This should be fun,' she thought to her self.

She got up and walked towards the room where she had been staying for the last month. She walked over to her dresser and picked out some new clothes then she took a shower and got changed and put a fresh coat of makeup on. She looked in the mirror one last time to make sure she looked okay, and then she was off.

By the time she was finished Paris was already ready waiting for her "Its about time, I've been waiting for ten minutes." She said as she saw her coming down the hall.

Rory decided the best thing to do was to just ignore to comment. "I'm finished."

"Well I can see that. Now lets go," she said obviously in a hurry. Rory put her shoes and coat on, then they were out the door.

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It took them a half an hour to go where they were planning on going. Rory still had no idea where they were. "Where are we?" she asked as she looked around the place where Paris had parked the car.

"You'll see." She said as she got out of the car. Rory got out slowly afterwards. "Doyle should already be there."

"Doyle's coming too? I thought he had to work." She gave her a confused look.

"Well he did but I convinced him to take some time off." She looked around to see if he was already there. She spotted him. "Oh there he is. Come on!" She took her hand and ran towards him.

"Paris," Doyle said as he spotted the two running towards them. "I thought that this was an emergency?"

"It is." Paris said matter-a-factly.

"I don't see any police cars or fire trucks." Doyle looked around as if he was missing something.

"Its not that kind of emergency." Paris said. Rory just looked at the two of them obviously confused. 'Is the emergency that they are talking about, about me?' she thought to herself but shook her head in disbelieve. No way could she be talking about her.

"Then what kind of emergency is it? I told my boss that the emergency included police cars and fire trucks! I'm going to get fired if he ever finds out that I lied to him!" Doyle looked scared.

"She didn't like that I was still moping about my break up so she dragged me here." Rory chimed in. Paris gave her an angry look.

Doyle looked at Paris. "is that true?" Paris nodded annoyed that she just had to say something. "Dam it Paris, that's not an emergency. I'm leaving now because obviously you don't need me." He walked back towards his car.

Paris stopped him before he could get any closer to it. "No, you are not going anywhere. You're staying with us." She took a hold of his shirt and pulled him back towards the building where Rory was still standing. She gave him a apologetic look and followed them. Paris looked back a few times, just to make sure she was still with them. "Hurry up, your falling behind." She ran right beside him.

When they were finally there, Paris finally let go of Doyle. "Where are we?" Rory asked. They were in the middle of a city, standing in front of this building that had no sign. It had two stories and there was a stand where this guy with short brown hair was situated. There was also a rope in the middle of a hallway that was probably there to prevent people from going inside.

"You'll see when we get inside. You really need to learn how to be patient." Rory rolled her eyes.

The guy finally got up when they got closer to the stand and asked, "Your name?"

"Paris Gellar." He looked up and down the list that he had in his hand. He flipped threw two pages before he finally said. "You can go but who are these two?"

"Oh, they're with me." The man shrugged and let them all inside.

Once they were in, Rory asked; "Now, can you please tell me where the hell we are?"

"I thought it was obvious." Rory gave her a look that obviously meant it wasn't. "Well, we're at a club."

Rory looked at her amazed. "How the hell did you get us in?"

She shrugged, "I have connections."

"Apparently," she looked around. She really didn't want to be here. "I'm leaving now."

Paris pulled her back. "Um no you are not. I'm not going to let you go home and sit and mope anymore. You seriously need some fun in your life."

"Why do you care so much anyways?"

"You're my friend. I care about you and it really pains me to see you like this."

Rory sighed. Paris was right; she needed some fun in her life and tonight seemed like the perfect night to have it. She was thankful that she had friends that cared about her as much as Paris did. "Okay I'll stay but for only an hour."

"Thank god. I'm going to get us some drinks. Stay here, I'll be right back." She walked towards where the drinks were.

Doyle was looking at Rory quizzically, "What?" Rory asked as she realized that he was staring at her.

"What happened between you and Logan anyways? It must have been something considering your still grieving about it."

"I really don't want to talk about this right now and besides didn't Paris already tell you?"

"Of course not. She doesn't tell me those kind of things unless it affects her personally." Rory nodded. "So please tell me."

"I already told you. I'm not going to tell you."

"Come on, I'm your friend."

"And your point being?"

"Friends tell each other stuff."

She finally gave in. "He cheated on me." There she finally had said it; she just hoped that he would drop the situation right after that.

"Oh I'm sorry, Who was it?"

"My suppose to be best friend."

"I know its not Paris, she dating me so that leaves lane. Did he cheat on you with Lane?"

"NO of course not. Lane would never do something like that to me. She's married anyways."

"Then who?"

"Lucy."

"Oh." The look on his face obviously meant that he didn't know who that was so he decided to just drop it. Rory was thankful.

Finally Paris came back with the drinks. "I swear, I'm never going to this place ever again." She said as she passed them out.

"Why," Rory asked as she took a sip?

"Because everything in this fucking place is dirty. I swear, I wouldn't be surprised if they haven't cleaned this place in a year. It's a fucking big sty."

"Calm down, I bet its not that bad." Rory said. Paris was just being her normal self, overrating over every little thing. Just then, right when she was about to take a drink, some one ran into her and fell down. She spilt her drink all over Paris. She was of course pissed. "Watch where you are going!" Rory yelled as she turned around to face him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't see you there," he got up. When she was able to see his face, she couldn't believe who it was. "Mary?"

Author's note: so what do you think?? I hope you liked it. Any kind of review is welcome. Since this is one of my first stories i need at least 5 reviews to update to next chapter