Title: All I ever wanted
Pairings: R/T (obviously!) L/L
Summary: At 24, Rory is now an editor of Apple Daily and working on her new book. When she moved in to her new apartment, of all people she actually gets HIM as her neighbour. DRATS!
Author: Nimisha (natalie_portm18@hotmail.com)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: ANNOYED NOW. Stop asking me this stupid question. If they are mine, I'll be rich and would not be here.
Note: Thank you for the reviews you guys have written to it. I appreciate it!
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Rory Gilmore sighed in contentment while she walked on the busy streets on New York City. Nothing can bring her down now that she had a wonderful cup of coffee in her hand, that she had bought several minutes again. She sipped it and sighed again, this time a tad unhappy. True, it was good coffee but it is not Luke Coffee.
It was always the same. She had woken up again this morning craving for a cup of coffee. to find that the coffee-maker her mother bought for her as a housewarming gift cannot be used.
All because electricity was cut off at that time.
"I really should get a new apartment," she muttered to herself. The apartment that she was currently living in was dingy, dirty (no matter how hard she tried to keep it clean) and water and electricity was cut off frequently.
"Well, it's not like you can't afford it." She said aloud, causing people on the sidewalk to stare at her. Rory blushed when she realised she was talking to herself.
'That's what I get for living eighteen years with Mom.'
She smiled. Living it New York was hard at first. There was no Mom to seek comfort in, no friends. nothing. Yes, she loved the independence sometimes. Other times, she hated it. Being out in the adult world, in the society, was different and difficult. She was alone, no longer in the sheltered life she had back in Stars Hollow. Her life was perfect then... even though, then she was always moaning about some problems or other. Back then, the only enemies she had was those snobs in Chilton. Now, she had backstabbers who wanted her position and bosses that needed to be pleased. Looking back at her childhood, Rory felt she had no regrets about anything.
'No, there is something you still regret. That someone whom you said you.' someone whispered to her in her mind.
'I won't think of him. He was someone insignificant. I would never meet him ever again. Ever. It was nothing in the first place.' Rory told herself.
'There was something. Remember that night? At the party?' her mind haunted her.
'It was nothing to him. It meant nothing to me at all.'
'Right. Then why did you cry right after? And spend so many nights thinking and dreaming about it? For instance, last night?' The stupid voice taunted her.
"OH GOD! JUST SHUT UP!" Rory yelled aloud, causing everyone on the sidewalk to stare at her again. Even the guards at the doors looked at her strangely.
Rory looked up. Oh, she already arrived at her office.
'Oh my god. The guards actually saw me yelling at no one in particular. How am I going to face them again?'
Face heating up, Rory quickly walked into the building, avoiding the guards' stares.
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(a/n: *host voice* And now, we're getting back to our favourite goddesses.
Aphrodite POV
Athena, please? I beg you? Pretty please? Pretty please with Tristan DuGrey on the top?
Do you want me to repeat this one more time? The answer is N-O. No. Do you want me to repeat in other languages? Bu. Iie. Non. Nein. Não.* Need I say more? (A/N look at the end of the chapter for the languages)
Why not? I just want to meet Rory.
Right. And to meet Tristan DuGrey, have a fling with him. Nice try, sis, but it's not going to work on me. I do not want to get into trouble AGAIN because of you.
Hey! It will be harmless, you know.
YOU are the goddess of love, dear. Millions of mortal men will fall love with you at the sight of you. The minute that Tristan boy sees you, he is definitely falling in love with you.
DUH! You are the goddess of wisdom, Athena. You should know that it was said in the fates of Destiny that souldmates would always have their eyes for each other. It's OBVIOUS, isn't it?
How can you be sure that they ARE soulmates? Okay, even if I do believe that. Are you sure?
Wanna make a bet? I bet my new car that he will never be tempted by any woman but her, once they get together.
You're on. I bet my necklace from Tiffany that you wanted so much.
You are so losing.
We'll see.
Those are the last words said before she left. I just stood there and stared at my mirror. (Again, I must protest that Tolkien is the one who took my mirror.) As Rory stood outside her workplace with a wistful smile on her face, I smiled. She must be thinking about the hunk. (By the way, we CANNOT read mortals' minds, though we have the power to do so, as that is invading privacy. Still, I won't do that, because I have done it before on this guy. let's just say, I dare not EVER do it again. *shivers* )
Those two will make it. I'll bet on that.
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The lift went off with a 'ding', startling Rory out of her thoughts. "Oh, I'm here." Rory said absentmindedly.
'So what am I supposed to do now?' she asked herself.
'If I were you, I would walk out of this lift and into the newsroom.' The familiar voice in her head replied sarcastically.
"Oohh. OH, right!" she said, before quickly walking out of the lift and into the newsroom. And as usual, she was the first one to be in the room, at 7.30 a.m. in the morning. She quickly walked into her own room, with her "Managing Editor -- Rory Gilmore" plaque.
The computer was immediately booted up and she searched for updated news from the internet. She was so absorbed in her search that she did not hear the noises of the other colleagues, arriving outside her room. until Arielle Navarro, the main editor of Apple Daily, walked in herself.
Rory looked up when she heard the sound of the door closing with a 'click'. "Hi, Arielle."
Arielle Navarro was a 30-something career-minded woman. She had blond hair, baby blue eyes and a great body like a typical blonde, though she is certainly NOT a dumb blonde. She was bossy, had a take-charge attitude and stubborn like hell. She had been in charge of the newspaper for more than 7 years. It was her who groomed Rory when she came into the newspaper, the two girls had formed a sister relationship over the years. In many ways, Rory owned her a lot.
"Now, Rory. It's not that I'm interfering with your life. You're too much of a workaholic, more than I am when I was your age. Go out, date." Arielle advised her gently.
"I'm still young, Arielle. I'm only going to be 24 this year. I still have a long way to go."
"That's the excuse I gave myself too." Arielle laughed lightly. "Look at me now."
Rory shrugged. "All I see is a successful beautiful career woman who is at her prime."
"No, Rory. What you see is a woman who was too driven by career that no man wants her anymore. I'm nearing my fourties in a few years. Men my age are usually married with kids. How am I going to find a man?"
"Arielle. It's just that I don't really feel like being in a relationship. The last relationship I had. ended disastrously, to describe it lightly. I promise you, I will look out, okay?" Rory answered.
"You don't mean what you say. That is the answer EVERY single time I talked to you. You do know I am going to take action soon if you don't 'look out'. I bet Lorelai agrees with what I say fully."
"Arielle, please."
Arielle just smirked to herself in secret.
"Arielle."
"Okay, okay. I'll leave you to your work. Remember the 11 o' clock meeting." Arielle reminded her. Rory was too relieved to see her go that she nodded in enthusiasm.
After Arielle disappeared out of her door, Rory went back to her work. and was immediately interrupted by the phone.
"Hello? The Apple Daily, Rory Gilmore speaking." She answered.
"Rory? Want to go out for lunch?" A familiar voice asked.
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*The languages are in this order. Chinese, Japanese, French, German, Portuguese.
Please R/R?! Thanks!
Pairings: R/T (obviously!) L/L
Summary: At 24, Rory is now an editor of Apple Daily and working on her new book. When she moved in to her new apartment, of all people she actually gets HIM as her neighbour. DRATS!
Author: Nimisha (natalie_portm18@hotmail.com)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: ANNOYED NOW. Stop asking me this stupid question. If they are mine, I'll be rich and would not be here.
Note: Thank you for the reviews you guys have written to it. I appreciate it!
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Rory Gilmore sighed in contentment while she walked on the busy streets on New York City. Nothing can bring her down now that she had a wonderful cup of coffee in her hand, that she had bought several minutes again. She sipped it and sighed again, this time a tad unhappy. True, it was good coffee but it is not Luke Coffee.
It was always the same. She had woken up again this morning craving for a cup of coffee. to find that the coffee-maker her mother bought for her as a housewarming gift cannot be used.
All because electricity was cut off at that time.
"I really should get a new apartment," she muttered to herself. The apartment that she was currently living in was dingy, dirty (no matter how hard she tried to keep it clean) and water and electricity was cut off frequently.
"Well, it's not like you can't afford it." She said aloud, causing people on the sidewalk to stare at her. Rory blushed when she realised she was talking to herself.
'That's what I get for living eighteen years with Mom.'
She smiled. Living it New York was hard at first. There was no Mom to seek comfort in, no friends. nothing. Yes, she loved the independence sometimes. Other times, she hated it. Being out in the adult world, in the society, was different and difficult. She was alone, no longer in the sheltered life she had back in Stars Hollow. Her life was perfect then... even though, then she was always moaning about some problems or other. Back then, the only enemies she had was those snobs in Chilton. Now, she had backstabbers who wanted her position and bosses that needed to be pleased. Looking back at her childhood, Rory felt she had no regrets about anything.
'No, there is something you still regret. That someone whom you said you.' someone whispered to her in her mind.
'I won't think of him. He was someone insignificant. I would never meet him ever again. Ever. It was nothing in the first place.' Rory told herself.
'There was something. Remember that night? At the party?' her mind haunted her.
'It was nothing to him. It meant nothing to me at all.'
'Right. Then why did you cry right after? And spend so many nights thinking and dreaming about it? For instance, last night?' The stupid voice taunted her.
"OH GOD! JUST SHUT UP!" Rory yelled aloud, causing everyone on the sidewalk to stare at her again. Even the guards at the doors looked at her strangely.
Rory looked up. Oh, she already arrived at her office.
'Oh my god. The guards actually saw me yelling at no one in particular. How am I going to face them again?'
Face heating up, Rory quickly walked into the building, avoiding the guards' stares.
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(a/n: *host voice* And now, we're getting back to our favourite goddesses.
Aphrodite POV
Athena, please? I beg you? Pretty please? Pretty please with Tristan DuGrey on the top?
Do you want me to repeat this one more time? The answer is N-O. No. Do you want me to repeat in other languages? Bu. Iie. Non. Nein. Não.* Need I say more? (A/N look at the end of the chapter for the languages)
Why not? I just want to meet Rory.
Right. And to meet Tristan DuGrey, have a fling with him. Nice try, sis, but it's not going to work on me. I do not want to get into trouble AGAIN because of you.
Hey! It will be harmless, you know.
YOU are the goddess of love, dear. Millions of mortal men will fall love with you at the sight of you. The minute that Tristan boy sees you, he is definitely falling in love with you.
DUH! You are the goddess of wisdom, Athena. You should know that it was said in the fates of Destiny that souldmates would always have their eyes for each other. It's OBVIOUS, isn't it?
How can you be sure that they ARE soulmates? Okay, even if I do believe that. Are you sure?
Wanna make a bet? I bet my new car that he will never be tempted by any woman but her, once they get together.
You're on. I bet my necklace from Tiffany that you wanted so much.
You are so losing.
We'll see.
Those are the last words said before she left. I just stood there and stared at my mirror. (Again, I must protest that Tolkien is the one who took my mirror.) As Rory stood outside her workplace with a wistful smile on her face, I smiled. She must be thinking about the hunk. (By the way, we CANNOT read mortals' minds, though we have the power to do so, as that is invading privacy. Still, I won't do that, because I have done it before on this guy. let's just say, I dare not EVER do it again. *shivers* )
Those two will make it. I'll bet on that.
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The lift went off with a 'ding', startling Rory out of her thoughts. "Oh, I'm here." Rory said absentmindedly.
'So what am I supposed to do now?' she asked herself.
'If I were you, I would walk out of this lift and into the newsroom.' The familiar voice in her head replied sarcastically.
"Oohh. OH, right!" she said, before quickly walking out of the lift and into the newsroom. And as usual, she was the first one to be in the room, at 7.30 a.m. in the morning. She quickly walked into her own room, with her "Managing Editor -- Rory Gilmore" plaque.
The computer was immediately booted up and she searched for updated news from the internet. She was so absorbed in her search that she did not hear the noises of the other colleagues, arriving outside her room. until Arielle Navarro, the main editor of Apple Daily, walked in herself.
Rory looked up when she heard the sound of the door closing with a 'click'. "Hi, Arielle."
Arielle Navarro was a 30-something career-minded woman. She had blond hair, baby blue eyes and a great body like a typical blonde, though she is certainly NOT a dumb blonde. She was bossy, had a take-charge attitude and stubborn like hell. She had been in charge of the newspaper for more than 7 years. It was her who groomed Rory when she came into the newspaper, the two girls had formed a sister relationship over the years. In many ways, Rory owned her a lot.
"Now, Rory. It's not that I'm interfering with your life. You're too much of a workaholic, more than I am when I was your age. Go out, date." Arielle advised her gently.
"I'm still young, Arielle. I'm only going to be 24 this year. I still have a long way to go."
"That's the excuse I gave myself too." Arielle laughed lightly. "Look at me now."
Rory shrugged. "All I see is a successful beautiful career woman who is at her prime."
"No, Rory. What you see is a woman who was too driven by career that no man wants her anymore. I'm nearing my fourties in a few years. Men my age are usually married with kids. How am I going to find a man?"
"Arielle. It's just that I don't really feel like being in a relationship. The last relationship I had. ended disastrously, to describe it lightly. I promise you, I will look out, okay?" Rory answered.
"You don't mean what you say. That is the answer EVERY single time I talked to you. You do know I am going to take action soon if you don't 'look out'. I bet Lorelai agrees with what I say fully."
"Arielle, please."
Arielle just smirked to herself in secret.
"Arielle."
"Okay, okay. I'll leave you to your work. Remember the 11 o' clock meeting." Arielle reminded her. Rory was too relieved to see her go that she nodded in enthusiasm.
After Arielle disappeared out of her door, Rory went back to her work. and was immediately interrupted by the phone.
"Hello? The Apple Daily, Rory Gilmore speaking." She answered.
"Rory? Want to go out for lunch?" A familiar voice asked.
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*The languages are in this order. Chinese, Japanese, French, German, Portuguese.
Please R/R?! Thanks!