Author's Note: Alright, I'm going to try and make this as short as possible, because I was looking back at my last chapter, and I think that the author's note may have been longer than the actual story part of the chapter and that's not cool! This is in Rory's POV and it's longer and I think better written than the last chapter. And apparently, the majority of you want this to be a Trory, although I did get an unsigned request (from "megs") for this to be a Jess/Rory friendship fic, and I like that idea. So right now we're looking at a Trory, with Jess and Rory being friends. I only got 9 reviews though and that makes me sad… How about I ask for 10 reviews this time before the next chapter goes up? I'm being nice right now and posting this, just because I feel like it… Anyways, I think that's all you need to know right now. I hope you like this next part, I really do… Remember to R/R!!!!

Disclaimer: Well, I've already established that I wish I were Lauren Graham, but I'm not. And I don't own the show or anything…

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I rolled over in my bed and glanced at my clock. It read 8:00. Normally, I would roll over yet again and go right back to sleep, but this wasn't a normal week for me. I was going away to college on Saturday and it was already Monday. Mom and I had been together nearly every waking moment of the past few days. She had even taken off the whole week of work. [A/N: I know that in this fic Lorelai seems to miss a lot of work, but let's just say that now she owns the Independence Inn with Sookie and she had a lot of sick days built up.] Saturday we had gone into Hartford to get a few more necessities for my new dorm room. Yesterday, Mom and I had gone to see the new Britney Spears movie, just to make fun of it. Today we were going to spend most of the day with Grandma and Grandpa.

I got out of bed and put on the fuzzy blue slippers Mom had bought me for Christmas last year. Then I plodded out into the hallway. It seemed to be that Mom wasn't up yet. Well, I, of course, would have to fix that. So I climbed the stairs and went into my mother's room, plopping down on the bed, smiling gleefully. "Rise and shine of beauteous one."

Mom rolled over and groaned.

"Nuh uh uh, that's not gonna work, missy. You are getting up." I tried to roll my mother over to face me. She just pulled a pillow over her head. "I'll give you coffee. I already went to Luke's and got some."

Mom slid the pillow over a tiny bit, so that she could look at me. "Really?!"

"Oh yes, I went all the way to Luke's in my pajamas that have the little pigs all over them," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm and the rolled my eyes.

She was back under the pillow now. "You are evil!"

"Hah! And I haven't even reminded you of our plans for the day." I smirked.

Mom was sitting up fully with in milliseconds. "Rory, what day is it?" She said nervously, with complete dread.

I smiled. "Monday."

"NO!" She gasped.

"Yup."

"That means…"

"Yup!"

"NO!"

"Absolutely!"

Now she was whining. "Noooooooo!"

"Mom, you're beginning to sound like Luke. Try speaking in something other than monosyllables."

She glared at me. "But I don't see why we have to go!"

I smiled. "Much better." Then I looked at her sternly. "And you know why we have to go. Because if we don't then we'll be spending my last night before college at a Friday night dinner and no one wants that."

"You really are evil," She accused, flopping back into the bed.

I rolled my eyes. "Look, just get ready and I'll take you to Luke's and buy you as much coffee as you want. Alright?"

Mom was still moping. "Fine!" She said, and then added as an afterthought, "But you're still evil!"

One hour, ten different outfits, five different hairstyles, and four pre- breakfast cups of coffee later, Mom and I were walking into Luke's.

"Oooooooooo! Here's one: what if we tell them that you got the Chicken Pox?" Mom said excitedly as we sat down on stools at the counter.

"Mom! I had the Chicken Pox when I was like six!"

Luke, who was standing right there, looked at me. "What is she doing now?"

"She's trying to get out of a day at the country club with Grandma and Grandpa," I explained, rolling my eyes once again.

"Ah. And apparently she's been unsuccessful so far," Luke observed.

"Yes, and it's all HER fault!" She accused, pointing at me.

Luke looked at me. "Coffee?"

"Please. And get her some before she kills me," I said wearily.

Mom looked at me. Then a large smile spread across her face.

I held up my hand. "Don't even say whatever you're thinking! I don't wanna hear it!"

Mom pouted. "It's a good idea!"

"Not listening!" And I began humming loudly.

Mom ignored me. "We could tell them that you're pregnant! Then they'll never wanna talk to you again!"

I stopped humming and stared at her. "MOM!!!!!!!! I'm going to pretend like you never even thought of that, never mind said it… God!"

Mom's smile faded. "Yeah, yeah… LUKE! I WANT MY COFFEE!"

Luke came over to us. "Jesus, Lorelai! All of the customers are going to leave because of you! Rory, please try to control her!" He glared at us.

"Hah! I'd like to see you try this morning!" I told him.

"Hello! Oh Coffee Depriver and Evil Daughter, I'm sitting right here! I can hear everything you're saying!"

"Well, sorry to say this, cuz you're not gonna wanna hear it, but it's time to go meet Grandma and Grandpa." I ignored her previous statement and said this cautiously.

"Ugh! Fine, Evil Daughter! Good-bye my dear Coffee Depriver I'm off for a day straight from the fires of Hell." Mom said dramatically.

"Have fun Lorelai." Luke was smirking, so Mom, being ever so mature, stuck her tongue out at him.

"Yes, and now you know how I felt every day I went to Chilton in the beginning," I told her as we got up and started walking out the door.

Mom looked at me sympathetically. "My poor, poor baby. I am so sorry for the torture you went through."

"You're sympathy is much appreciated, but you're still going today." I smiled.

"Damn it. I thought that would work…"

It was going to be a long drive to Hartford.

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So… how did you like it? I think it's much better than the last chapter. And don't worry, I'll get to the Trory and Java Junkie parts soon enough… I promise, alright? hehe Please R/R, the faster I get 10 reviews, the faster I post the next chapter.