A/n OMG I'm getting so manying good reviews thanks somuch. (Yes meagan i know u told me so.) Heres chpater three i hope you guys like it.
It was in the news paper the next day: Lorelai Victoria Gilmore was killed in a car crash just outside of Hartford. I stayed at my grandparents house for a year. That year I went to school or read, nothing else. I don't think I said one word to anyone that year. I was shy before but without my two best friends I was pretty much dead to the world.
My birthday was a month after the crash. To celebrate my 16, my grandmother aloud me to move into the house we were going to before the crash. All expenses paid as long as I still went to Chilton and came to there house for dinner three times a week.
The house was empty without Mom. I did have a live in maid that did all the cooking and cleaning for me but it wasn't the same. I never had to leave the house nor did I want to. I became a loner and never talked to anyone, so I didn't want to be bombarded by the welcome committee.
I lived like that for two years then finally I had graduated. On my 18 birthday I fired Maria (the maid) So I could try to get along on my own. That is the day I decide to venture out the town.