Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gilmore characters.

Story Summary: This story takes place after the season 5 finale. Rory is still with Logan, but ever since her fight with her mother, they've been having some problems too. Rory misses her mom, and is sort of coming to her senses about dropping out of Yale, she's just still denying it. Luke said yes to Lorelai's proposal, but Lorelai has yet to tell Rory. Last but not least, Rory will end up bumping into someone from her past, you guessed it, this will be a trory! Well, that's about it for now! This is my first fanfic, so I hope you like it!

Chapter 1: Confused

Rory was in a very peaceful sleep when she was awoken by a loud pounding on the pool house door where she currently resided. She threw a pillow over her head hoping whomever it was would just go away, but soon realized that would not happen. She groggily made her way over to the door and opened it to find a very irritated looking Emily Gilmore. Rory immediately regretted giving in and answering the door in the first place.

"Rory, what are you thinking answering the door in such a way? You are mighty lucky it was just me at the door and not someone else to see you in your animated coffee cup pajama's." Emily said as she sighed, taking in Rory's sight.

"Sorry grandma, what can I do for you this morning?" Rory hadn't had her coffee yet, so she was in no mood to argue with her grandma about 'proper door answering attire' at the moment.

"Well, I wanted to inform you about a party we will be attending tomorrow night at an old friends house in honor of their son's 21st birthday," Emily stated.

"Oh, that's nice. You and grandpa be sure to have fun, did you want me to do something for you while you're out then?" Rory was confused as to why Emily was telling her this.

"Dear, you will be attending this party with us. Almost all of our friends know you are staying with us now, and they'd be gossiping all night if you did not attend with us. I already laid your dress, shoes, and accessories out in your mother's old bedroom for you, our hair stylist will be here tomorrow around 3, see you for dinner!" With that, Emily twirled around and walked right back into her house, leaving a dumbfounded Rory.

'Oh boy how wonderful, why did I agree to stay here again? Oh yeah, that's right, my mother doesn't think too highly of me right now. At this point, I'm not sure if I can blame her. Well, maybe this party won't be so bad after all. Right, who am I kidding?' Rory thought as she made her way into the kitchen to make herself some coffee before getting ready for the day.

Later that day…

Rory was sitting Indian style on the couch in the pool house reading a book she borrowed from her grandfather when she heard a knock at the door. Not even thinking about it, she yelled for whomever it was to come in, and not until that person plopped down next to her, did she decide to look up and see who was at her side.

"Hey Ace, good book?" Logan said with a sly grin on his face.

Rory smiled at him, "As a matter of fact, very interesting. What brings you over?"

"Well I just thought I'd see if my girlfriend wanted to grab a bite to eat with me and head over to the pub." Logan announced standing up holding out his hand for her to take.

"The eating part sounds great, especially if there is coffee involved, but I think I'll pass on the pub, I'm just not really in the mood tonight." Rory told him as she took his hand and let him pull her to her feet.

"Aw, Ace, come on, you haven't been out with me and the guys in about 3 weeks now, all you do is sit around here and read, are you ever gonna get over this?" Logan was becoming a bit irritated now.

"Logan, you know how close me and my mom were, and now that's just gone, it's not that simple! I just made a huge life altering decision without her consent and I'm just really confused right now! Why can't you just accept that and leave it alone?" Rory was beyond his irritated, she was flat out angry.

"Rory, I think you made the right decision dropping out of Yale, if it was what you felt in your gut, then you did the right thing by going with that feeling. Now let's go get something to eat and have a little fun, ok?" Logan just wasn't in the mood to fight right now; they'd been doing it all too often lately.

"I'm suddenly not hungry anymore, I think I'll go lay down for a bit. You know where the door is, call you tomorrow. Bye Logan." With that Rory stalked to her room and flew onto the bed, while a disappointed Logan let himself out and started off towards the pub.