This fic takes place when Rory's in college. She's going to Colombia
University, in a city full of strangers, but one day she meets a familiar
face.
Disc. I don't own Gilmore Girls or any of the colleges. I also don't own any of the places (restaurants, etc.) that may be mentioned in this fic, because chances are, they won't be fictional. Hey, write what you know, right? ( I do, however, own Laura, Cassie, Kati, Mona, Mandy, and Monica.
P.S: Sorry this chapter's so short, but it's just kind of an introductory thing. The chapters'll get longer, I promise!
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"You all packed, babe?" Lorelai came walking out of the kitchen at the Gilmore house.
"All set!" Rory answered. She picked up her duffel bag and one of her suitcases. Lorelai grabbed the other two suitcases, and they walked out to Rory's 2003 Jeep Liberty, a graduation present from her grandparents.
"New York, here I come!" said Rory. She had finally done it. She had graduated from Chilton with honors, winning a place as class Valedictorian. She had been accepted by Harvard, but Lorelai simply could not afford the tuition, and she was loath to ask her parents, as she did not want to suffer through any more Friday night dinners, especially without her daughter by her side.
Columbia University in New York, however, had offered Rory a full scholarship, for all four years of school. She had accepted, and so was off to New York. She was to be rooming with a bunch of girls her age in a large townhouse. She had already met one of them, and she had been very nice.
Lorelai gave her daughter a tearful hug. "I'm gonna miss you so much!"
"Don't make me cry again," Rory groaned. She could feel her eyes start to well up.
About an hour later, after a long and tearful goodbye to Star's Hollow (and one last cup of Luke's coffee), Rory finally got on the road. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A couple hours later, Rory finally arrived in New York. When the Jeep stopped in front of the townhouse, she looked at it in awe. She had not been there before, and she was amazed at how big it was. It stood four stories high. The ground floor was a three-car garage, a precious commodity in New York. The front door could be reached by a flight of steps leading to a small front porch. Rory picked up the electronic garage door opener that Laura had given her, and pulled in. She was parked between a blue Mercedes ML500 SUV, and a silver Mustang Cobra convertible.
"Great" Rory thought. "They have money."
Rory knew the SUV belonged to Laura, so she assumed the girl was already there. She went to a flight of stairs. At the top of the stairs was a door leading into the house. She stepped inside, finding herself in a large kitchen, complete with a huge table. The table had two long benches on either side, as well as a chair at one end, in order to accommodate everyone at once.
"Hello?" Rory called out. "Is anyone here?"
"In the family room!" a voice called out. Rory walked through a doorway, down a step, and into a spacious and sunny family room. The family room was separated from the kitchen by a long rail, then an opening, and then another long rail.
It was comfortably furnished, with a light wood coffee table, a matching entertainment unit and end tables, and blue leather furniture: two overstuffed chairs and a long sectional sofa. There was a gas fireplace with a brick mantle, and thick white carpeting on the floor. There was even a long bar against one wall, complete with stools.
The entertainment unit housed an impressive 6- CD changer stereo, a VCR/DVD player, shelves full of DVDs, and a 60 inch television. One end of the room held an air-hockey table, a pinball machine, and a pool table.
"Wow. Did you guys bring all this furniture?" Rory asked curiously.
"We got the place furnished" one of the girls, a petite Asian girl with long black hair and almond-shaped brown eyes said.
Laura stood up and said: "everyone's already here. Let me introduce you."
The Asian turned out to be named Monica. The other girls were Cassie, Mona, Ashley, Kati, and Laura, of course.
The teens walked upstairs to the bedrooms, eight in all. There were 5 on the third floor and 3 on the fourth floor. One of the "bedrooms" on the fourth floor was a little suite, complete with a sitting room, bedroom, and bathroom, as well as a little balcony that looked out over Central Park. They drew straws for that room, and Laura won. The rest of them picked out their bedrooms quickly.
Rory ended up with a cozy little room on the fourth floor. The walls were painted purple, and the carpeting on the floor was thick and white. She picked the room because the furnishings included two matching floor to ceiling bookcases as well as a nice large desk, a full sized bed, and two matching tall dressers (each with 4 drawers). The long closet, which ran about halfway across one wall, had a nice organizer with plenty of shelves, all of which Rory used. She finished unpacking fairly quickly, and then headed downstairs.
"We're trying to settle a debate here. Do you want to order a pizza, or do you want to go out to celebrate moving in?" Laura asked, once Rory had joined the rest of the girls in the family room.
"I vote for the pizza," Rory replied. "I'm exhausted, and I just wanna stay in and watch TV." She picked up the remote and began flipping through the channels. "Ohh, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!" she exclaimed, coming to a stop on HBO.
"I love this movie!" said Laura, and she plopped down on the couch next to Rory.
Monica sighed. "I'll order the pizza."
******************************************************************* What do you think so far? Please review and let me know! (
Disc. I don't own Gilmore Girls or any of the colleges. I also don't own any of the places (restaurants, etc.) that may be mentioned in this fic, because chances are, they won't be fictional. Hey, write what you know, right? ( I do, however, own Laura, Cassie, Kati, Mona, Mandy, and Monica.
P.S: Sorry this chapter's so short, but it's just kind of an introductory thing. The chapters'll get longer, I promise!
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"You all packed, babe?" Lorelai came walking out of the kitchen at the Gilmore house.
"All set!" Rory answered. She picked up her duffel bag and one of her suitcases. Lorelai grabbed the other two suitcases, and they walked out to Rory's 2003 Jeep Liberty, a graduation present from her grandparents.
"New York, here I come!" said Rory. She had finally done it. She had graduated from Chilton with honors, winning a place as class Valedictorian. She had been accepted by Harvard, but Lorelai simply could not afford the tuition, and she was loath to ask her parents, as she did not want to suffer through any more Friday night dinners, especially without her daughter by her side.
Columbia University in New York, however, had offered Rory a full scholarship, for all four years of school. She had accepted, and so was off to New York. She was to be rooming with a bunch of girls her age in a large townhouse. She had already met one of them, and she had been very nice.
Lorelai gave her daughter a tearful hug. "I'm gonna miss you so much!"
"Don't make me cry again," Rory groaned. She could feel her eyes start to well up.
About an hour later, after a long and tearful goodbye to Star's Hollow (and one last cup of Luke's coffee), Rory finally got on the road. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A couple hours later, Rory finally arrived in New York. When the Jeep stopped in front of the townhouse, she looked at it in awe. She had not been there before, and she was amazed at how big it was. It stood four stories high. The ground floor was a three-car garage, a precious commodity in New York. The front door could be reached by a flight of steps leading to a small front porch. Rory picked up the electronic garage door opener that Laura had given her, and pulled in. She was parked between a blue Mercedes ML500 SUV, and a silver Mustang Cobra convertible.
"Great" Rory thought. "They have money."
Rory knew the SUV belonged to Laura, so she assumed the girl was already there. She went to a flight of stairs. At the top of the stairs was a door leading into the house. She stepped inside, finding herself in a large kitchen, complete with a huge table. The table had two long benches on either side, as well as a chair at one end, in order to accommodate everyone at once.
"Hello?" Rory called out. "Is anyone here?"
"In the family room!" a voice called out. Rory walked through a doorway, down a step, and into a spacious and sunny family room. The family room was separated from the kitchen by a long rail, then an opening, and then another long rail.
It was comfortably furnished, with a light wood coffee table, a matching entertainment unit and end tables, and blue leather furniture: two overstuffed chairs and a long sectional sofa. There was a gas fireplace with a brick mantle, and thick white carpeting on the floor. There was even a long bar against one wall, complete with stools.
The entertainment unit housed an impressive 6- CD changer stereo, a VCR/DVD player, shelves full of DVDs, and a 60 inch television. One end of the room held an air-hockey table, a pinball machine, and a pool table.
"Wow. Did you guys bring all this furniture?" Rory asked curiously.
"We got the place furnished" one of the girls, a petite Asian girl with long black hair and almond-shaped brown eyes said.
Laura stood up and said: "everyone's already here. Let me introduce you."
The Asian turned out to be named Monica. The other girls were Cassie, Mona, Ashley, Kati, and Laura, of course.
The teens walked upstairs to the bedrooms, eight in all. There were 5 on the third floor and 3 on the fourth floor. One of the "bedrooms" on the fourth floor was a little suite, complete with a sitting room, bedroom, and bathroom, as well as a little balcony that looked out over Central Park. They drew straws for that room, and Laura won. The rest of them picked out their bedrooms quickly.
Rory ended up with a cozy little room on the fourth floor. The walls were painted purple, and the carpeting on the floor was thick and white. She picked the room because the furnishings included two matching floor to ceiling bookcases as well as a nice large desk, a full sized bed, and two matching tall dressers (each with 4 drawers). The long closet, which ran about halfway across one wall, had a nice organizer with plenty of shelves, all of which Rory used. She finished unpacking fairly quickly, and then headed downstairs.
"We're trying to settle a debate here. Do you want to order a pizza, or do you want to go out to celebrate moving in?" Laura asked, once Rory had joined the rest of the girls in the family room.
"I vote for the pizza," Rory replied. "I'm exhausted, and I just wanna stay in and watch TV." She picked up the remote and began flipping through the channels. "Ohh, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!" she exclaimed, coming to a stop on HBO.
"I love this movie!" said Laura, and she plopped down on the couch next to Rory.
Monica sighed. "I'll order the pizza."
******************************************************************* What do you think so far? Please review and let me know! (