Title- seeing is believing
Author- ever wondering
Chapter- Prologue
Rating- PG-13Disclaimer- I own nothing, would I be here if I did?
Summary- Rory Gilmore is a fifteen-year-old girl bought up by her grandparents in high society Hartford, but things get start shaking up when her mother enters her life.Coupling- Rory/Matthew, Lorelai/Luke.
To Summer, Katherine, Lola, Lauren, Helen and Joan for giving me inspiration. And to my cousin Emma for helping me write it.
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'Rory Gilmore, it's 5:00 in the afternoon, your debutant is tonight and you are not in you dress, why?'
'I'm getting dressed now, Grandmother.'
I pick up the phone sighing
'Matthew, I'm going to have to call you back soon, I've got to get ready for
tonight, I love you'
'Love you too, pick you up at seven?'
'Yes please'
I hung up the phone and stared in the mirror. I, Rory Gilmore was about to become a debutant for the first time. I pick up the dress and placed it over my shoulders, thinking about everything my life, my family, My boyfriend Matthew, my friends Tristan and Paris, people as driven as me that I've known since I was a little girl. I thought about my mum, about why she gave me up, but mostly I thought about why she didn't want me in her life.
I know she was young when she had me only 16, but still what kind of heartless person gave up their daughter? Grandmother doesn't talk about her anymore; it's really a very soft spot with her. That's why I tend to do what she tells me, so she doesn't lay the quilt trip on me. I remember the first time she did I was only seven, I didn't want to go to the famous Gilmore-DuGray 4th of July Brunch. 'You have a reputation to uphold, you don't want to end up like your mother' Blah blah blah. I just wanted to read my book, a trait I picked up from my grandfather.
I picked up a brush and ran it through my long brown hair. When my Grandmothers shrill voice came up the stairs. 'Rory Gilmore are you ready?' 'Yes' I yelled back. I did my hair really quickly and walked down stairs in my white Prada shoes. When I reached the bottom of the staircase, I heard the doorbell ring and shouted to the maid that I would get it, and it would only be Matthew. When I reached the door, I opened it and Matthew was staring back at me in a Tux, which makes him look hotter than Colin Farrell.
The ceremony was quick and I'm trying to barely remember it, and I'm succeeding. Tomorrow is my sixteenth birthday; I'm having a party that Paris, Louise, Madeline and I planed. It's a costume party, I'm going as a maid, it's part of a joke Paris and I are playing on Tristan DuGray, Paris' boyfriend. Matthew is coming as prince charming a part perfect for him.
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A/N- Thanks for Reading! Next Chapter is the party! Review!!!
