Title: Best Friends or Lovers?

Author: Julz

Summary: Rory Hayden has lived in Hartford all her life with her dad. She has had the perfect life: best friends, a great dad, and everything she could ever ask for. What happens when she falls for one of her best friends?

Pairing: Trory!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Michelle and the story line!

A/N: This is one of the things that just pop into your head after being consumed by writer's block. Actually, I'm still consumed by the writer's block so I thought that by writing this it would  help me some. So, please excuse the crappiness of this chapter. Hopefully, it will get better when I get out of this damn writer's block!

"Rory, please come down here!" called 32 year old Christopher Hayden to his 16 year old daughter. He loved his daughter more then anything.

"Be there in a  minute Dad!" 16 year old Lorelai Leigh Hayden, Rory for short, called back to her father. "Tris, I'll call you back in ten. My dad is calling me."

"Alright." Said 16 year old Tristan DuGrey. "I'll see you in school tomorrow. Bye." Rory and Tristan were good friends. Best friends actually. Their other best friend, Summer Lang, knew pretty much everything about them. When they were all ten, they begged their parents to make a room for each other. So, their parents complied.

Rory walked into the hallway from her spacious bedroom and walked to her dad's study.

"What's up dad?" Rory asked.

"You mother called today. She wants to see you this weekend." Christopher said, as a look of pain washed over his face.

"Dad, just because she sends us a check every month, doesn't make her my mother." (I kinda stole that line from A Walk to Remember.)

"You have to have a mother Rory."

"I have Elaine(DuGrey) and April(Lang)." Said Rory referring to her best friends' mothers.

"They can't be your mothers, Lorelai." Said Christopher as he watched his daughter cringe. She hated when he used her real name.

"I don't care what you say, I am not going to see that woman who calls herself my mother. I'm spending the weekend with Tris and Sum." Said Rory hotly as she walked out of the study and ran towards her room. She three-wayed Tristan and Summer. When they were both on the line, she explained the situation.

"So I need a place to crash this weekend." Rory finished.

"You can stay over my house Friday but not Saturday because my mom is having the decorators come in. " Summer said immediately wanting to help her best friend out in any way she could.

"Don't worry Ror, you can stay over my house on Saturday night." Tristan jumped in.

"I love you guys so much! You are the best friends anyone could ever have! So this is what I'll do. I'll give my dad the excuse that I have to work on a project with you guys and that I'm sleeping over your house, Summer. Then I'll say that I have to sleep over your house, Tristan, because me and you didn't get our parts done. I'll call him during lunch and I'll secretly pack a bag in my car tonight. Oh wait no, I have the extra over-night bag unless my car breaks down. I'm all set!" Said Rory as she flopped back on her bed. Just then her cell phone rang. "Um. Guys, I have to call you back. My cell is ringing."

"Bye!" The other two teens chorused and hung up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ror, this is Paris."

"Oh hey Paris. What's up?"

"Nothing really. I wanted to know if you wanted to get together tonight and study for that big biology test."

"Sure, why not? Let me go ask my dad." Rory said as she padded across the hall into her father's room where she heard him go into as she went into her room before. "Marco?" she asked as she walked into the room.

"Closet."

"Oh. Paris just wanted to know if I can hang out with her later and study. We have a big biology test tomorrow that I have been cramming for, for the past week and a half and Paris just called and---"

"It's okay. She can come over at, say, five o'clock?" said Christopher, laughing a little at how much Rory reminded him of her mom. Rory's long hair was lighter then her mother's but her blue eyes were the exact same shade.

"Paris, my dad said it was ok if you can come over at five." Rory said into the phone.

"Sure. I'll see you at five." Paris said as she hung up.

"Thanks Dad. I'll be in my room if you need me. And I'm sorry about blowing up at you before." Rory said as she walked towards her father's closet.

"It's okay sweetie. I know you haven't met your mom yet and you feel as if you don't need a mother because your already 16, but I just want you to meet her. You know, you remind me so much of her. The way you talk, the way you walk, hell, even the way you breathe. She wasn't really one for the whole society thing either. But she didn't stick her nose in books. She would just go to the mall and do whatever the hell she felt like at the time." Christopher said, tearing up at the mention of Lorelai.

Ding-Dong

"Oh! I'll go get it!" Said Rory as she flew down the stairs. When she opened the door, she found, not the expected Paris, but a woman a little taller then Rory with the same blue eyes as her and dark brown, almost black, hair with a small smile spread across her face. 

"Hi. You must be Rory. I'm Lorelai Gilmore, you're mother."

A/N: So! That's the end of that chapter! How'd you like Lorelai coming in? so, did you like it, hate it, love it? I need feedback people! I need to know how you like it and if I should continue it or not. So please email me or R/R. Ttyl. Mwahz! YJulz