Prologue-
I remember the first time I saw him.
"Why didn't he remember my name?" I used to think to myself.
I remember the first time he pushed me to new limits.
"If you jump, I jump Jack."
And I remember the time I broke his heart.
"I don't want things to change."
You see in hindsight, I was new to the world. I graduated Yale, I was going to work on Obama's campaign, and I was going to take over the world the best a Gilmore could. I've always seen how much men have ruled the world and then I saw how my mom raised me without help. She conquered and grew, and now she owns her very own inn and that's what I wanted- I wanted to conquer.
Next time you read Lorelai "Rory" Gilmores name, I wanted it to be in big letters on the New York Times. So I did just that.
"Mom its written! Its submitted. Its sent. I am a published author in the NEW YORK TIMES!"
"Hunny, you are everything I knew you would be, you are the Dianne sawyer but much better fashion taste."
"I'm coming home this weekend, and we will celebrate a true Gilmore celebration." I hung up the phone with a giant smirk on my face. I fell onto the red blankets I've had since my freshman year at Yale and looked at the low ceiling of my studio apartment, smack dab in the bright lights of New York City.
"I made it." I whispered to myself.
I feel a soft vibration coming from my hand. I look down and pull my scratched-up phone to my eye level.
The text flashes on my phone, "congrats Ace."