Rory Gilmore opened her eyes. It was Tuesday, June 25. "Last day of school." She got up, and got her uniform together. Her mother's head appeared. "Is her Royal Highness ready for her royal coach?" Rory smiled. "Depends. Is prince charming waiting for me?" Lorelei shook her head. "No. Just all the ladies of the court." Rory grabbed her backpack. "I am ready, bondwoman."

At school, Rory saw the last person she wanted to: Paris. Rory tried to walk past her. "I bet you're thrilled. Now you can make Tristan a freak again because you won't give him the time of day!" Rory looked up. "Paris, he's at boot camp, remember?" Paris smiled. "Suit yourself. But he's after you, Rory." Rory shivered. When will those two get it through their thick skulls that they deserve each other? She smiled. "Well, just tell him he's got a prize waiting, and it's not me." Paris frowned. "I do not want Tristan, do you hear me?" Tristan walked by. "No, but I did." Paris face became a mask of fury. "Look what you made me do!" Rory hurried away from her enraged classmate.

Dean stood at Rory's window when she got home. Rory walked up behind him. "Looking for someone?" Dean kissed her head. "Yes. Your mother said a princess would be dressed as an ordinary schoolgirl, would be coming into this room. You look a lot like her." Rory smiled. "Well, I never considered myself a princess." Dean grinned. "No? Not even with a bag boy for a boyfriend?" Rory kissed him. "That makes you a prince, and me the beggar, remember?" Dean feigned disappointment as he sighed. "I keep forgetting that fact."

Rory walked around Luke's diner a few hours later. Dean was working, Lane was grounded, and her mother was working late. She saw a shadow slide from the upstairs window, and slide to the ground. Jess approached her. "Be careful. Someone's after you." He then listened to no excuses she made, but walked her home, and sat with her in the living room until Lorelei got home.

Li "Aren't you supposed to be helping Luke?" He grinned. "I had something to do. Good night, Rory. Make sure Dean's with you when you want to be out at night." He exited the house. Lorelei looked at her daughter. "And that meant?" Rory told her mother Jess's warning. Lorelei laughed. "Maybe he's heard us calling you a princess, and believes an assassin's after you." Rory fidgeted. "But Paris said Tristan was after me, too." Lorelei hugged her daughter. "Paris is no better than Jess. They both want to make you doubt yourself or Dean. Just ignore it. You've got three months away from Paris, and you can tune Jess out quite well. Or I can, anyway." Rory grinned. "You can tune anyone out, mom." Lorelei grinned. "Well, want to get a bite to eat?" Rory thought about it for a minute. Lorelei realized what she had said. "I want to talk to Luke about his nephew's habit of scaring my daughter." Rory grinned. "Except you sent him to go on his shift, remember?" Lorelei laughed. "You think he actually went where I told him? You must be having delusions, your highness."

At the diner, there was no sign of any human, but Luke. "How was your last day?" Rory smiled. "You know, after realizing that it was over, I don't remember the rest." Luke smiled at her. "I'm not sure Jess realized it was over. He skips so much." Rory grinned. "That would make it difficult." Rory's back tingled. Is someone watching me?

A man in the shadows watched Lorelei and Rory Gilmore. "Watch out, Belle. I'm going to get you. And none of your protectors will stop me!" He laughed harshly, and slipped into the night.