Matt
Summary: What if Lorelai Gilmore had a younger sister? What if she became pregnant? How will Richard and Emily take it?
A/N: I own none of the characters except for Lydia, and a couple of other characters that will be created later in the story. The Gilmore regulars belong to the lucky people at the WB.
Characters in this story: Lorelai Gilmore, 32, Rory Gilmore, 16, Richard Gilmore, 55, Emily Gilmore, 52, Lydia Gilmore, 16, Sam Huntington, 16, and Matt Kemper, 16.
Lydia is staying with Lorelai and Rory for about a month or so while Richard and Emily are away on Richard's company trip.
***About Six in the morning***
Lorelai: Ladies, up and at 'em, get to it.
Rory: (groggily) Mom, it's only 5:45 in the morning.
Lydia: Yeah Lor, what are ya doin? We still have a good quality half hour of sleep left.
Lorelai: I just thought that today we could all get up early and have a civilized breakfast at Luke's, and talk.
Lydia: About what?
Lorelai: I dunno, life in general.
Rory: Mom, I talk to you everyday about my life. And lately, so has Lydia, so no, we want to sleep, but thanks anyways.
Lorelai: I just thought that Lydia wanted to talk to us.
Rory: Lydia, do you want to talk to us about something?
Lydia: Um, no, other than the fact that today is the 15th, and I have only three days to hope that my aunt flo will come for a visit.
Rory: Oh yeah, that.
Lydia: Yeah, that.
Lorelai: Fine then. But tonight, we talk, all three of us.
Lydia: Fine.
Rory: Yeah, fine, whatever.
Lydia and Rory left for school about 7:20 in the morning. The bus ride to Hartford was very long. Especially for Lydia, knowing that the 18th was three days away, and if "it" didn't come, she would be in a lot of trouble with a whole lot of people.
**Lunchroom***
Matt: Hey, Lyd!
Lydia: Matt, where the hell have you been for the past two weeks?
Matt: M y grandma got sick in Paris, and we had to go over there to visit her. Why?
Lydia: Did you use a condom when we had sex?
Matt: Nah. Matt Kemper doesn't use condoms. Condoms are for wimps.
Lydia: Matt! What the hell? You better pray to God that you didn't get me pregnant.
Matt: I didn't even think of that Lyd. I'm sorry.
Lydia: Sorry! YOU are sorry! Matt, I trusted you. I thought you loved me enough to protect me! You know what piss on you. Piss on you and your whole meaning to having sex. After word gets out, you won't be having sex with any other girl here at Chilton.
Matt: Lydia, wait!
Lydia: For what? No Matt! I'm not waiting for you. Just get the hell away from me.
***On the way home***
Rory: Lydia, is something up, ya seem kinda upset?
Lydia: (looking like she had just woken up) Huh? Oh, yeah, I talked to Matt today.
Rory: Really, where has he been?
Lydia: Paris.
Rory: He's been with Paris?
Lydia: No, he's been in Paris. His grandma was sick. Listen, I don't wanna talk about this right now. Let's just tell your mom to order in, and we will talk about what he said to me then, okay?
Rory: Okay.
***At home, just as Lorelai walks in***
Lorelai: I'm home, and I have Al's.
Rory: Mom, shhh. Lydia is sleeping. She had a pretty rough day.
Lorelai: What is the matter with her?
Rory: She talked to Matt for the first time today, and that's all that I know for now.
Lorelai: I better go talk to her, huh?
Rory: You can try. She wouldn't talk to me at all.
Lorelai: Well I'm her sister, she can talk to me.
Rory: Okay.
(Phone starts ringing)
Lorelai: Get that.
Rory: Yeah.
(On the phone)
Emily: Is my daughter there?
Rory: Which one?
Emily: Lydia.
Rory: Oh no, she just went out to pick up food at Al's for supper.
Emily: Really?
Rory: Yeah. She's fine, but I will have her call you when she gets home from Al's, okay grandma?
Emily: Yes, I suppose so.
Rory: Okay, then.
***Lorelai knocks on the door to Rory's room, where Lydia is sleeping***
Lorelai: Lydia?
Lydia: (sounds groggy) Yeah?
Lorelai: Can we talk?
Lydia: About what? (sounds kind of sad)
Lorelai: About your day. I heard about Matt.
Lydia: Rory told you, didn't she?
Lorelai: Yes she did. But that's not the point.
Lydia: I told her not to bring it up.
Lorelai: Hon, Rory and I are like this (crosses her fingers). We tell each other everything.
Lydia: Yeah, I forgot about that.
Lorelai: So, let's hear it. What did that blonde haired, blue eyed boy have to say?
Lydia: He said, and I quote, " Matt Kemper doesn't use condoms, condoms are for wimps".
Lorelai: Where is that blondie. I have to kick his ass now for doing that to you.
Lydia: And by that time I was so pissed at him that I didn't even get to say what I wanted.
Lorelai: Which was?
Lydia: I was going to tell him that I was in love with him.
Lorelai: Are you?
Lydia: I was, until he said, well, that.
Lorelai: Yes, I see.
Lydia: Lorelai, what am I going to do. What if he got me pregnant? I can't have that happen to me. Not Lydia Gilmore, the most prestige daughter of Richard and Emily Gilmore.
Lorelai: You're not pregnant. Now, what day is it?
Lydia: The 15th. Why?
Lorelai: I thought you said that you would know on the 18th if you were going to have to go to the clinic.
Lydia: It's only three days away, Lorelai? Three days. Three days until I find out if I ruined my life. It would be the second time for Richard and Emily Gilmore. What would people think of them, Lor?
Lorelai: Well, let's just wait until the 18th. We'll go from there. But for now, let's go eat. Al's food isn't good if it sits out for a while.
Lydia: That sounds healthy.
Lorelai: Nope.
Lydia: Yeah, let's go eat.
Lorelai: Honey, really, don't worry. Everything is going to be fine.
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Summary: What if Lorelai Gilmore had a younger sister? What if she became pregnant? How will Richard and Emily take it?
A/N: I own none of the characters except for Lydia, and a couple of other characters that will be created later in the story. The Gilmore regulars belong to the lucky people at the WB.
Characters in this story: Lorelai Gilmore, 32, Rory Gilmore, 16, Richard Gilmore, 55, Emily Gilmore, 52, Lydia Gilmore, 16, Sam Huntington, 16, and Matt Kemper, 16.
Lydia is staying with Lorelai and Rory for about a month or so while Richard and Emily are away on Richard's company trip.
***About Six in the morning***
Lorelai: Ladies, up and at 'em, get to it.
Rory: (groggily) Mom, it's only 5:45 in the morning.
Lydia: Yeah Lor, what are ya doin? We still have a good quality half hour of sleep left.
Lorelai: I just thought that today we could all get up early and have a civilized breakfast at Luke's, and talk.
Lydia: About what?
Lorelai: I dunno, life in general.
Rory: Mom, I talk to you everyday about my life. And lately, so has Lydia, so no, we want to sleep, but thanks anyways.
Lorelai: I just thought that Lydia wanted to talk to us.
Rory: Lydia, do you want to talk to us about something?
Lydia: Um, no, other than the fact that today is the 15th, and I have only three days to hope that my aunt flo will come for a visit.
Rory: Oh yeah, that.
Lydia: Yeah, that.
Lorelai: Fine then. But tonight, we talk, all three of us.
Lydia: Fine.
Rory: Yeah, fine, whatever.
Lydia and Rory left for school about 7:20 in the morning. The bus ride to Hartford was very long. Especially for Lydia, knowing that the 18th was three days away, and if "it" didn't come, she would be in a lot of trouble with a whole lot of people.
**Lunchroom***
Matt: Hey, Lyd!
Lydia: Matt, where the hell have you been for the past two weeks?
Matt: M y grandma got sick in Paris, and we had to go over there to visit her. Why?
Lydia: Did you use a condom when we had sex?
Matt: Nah. Matt Kemper doesn't use condoms. Condoms are for wimps.
Lydia: Matt! What the hell? You better pray to God that you didn't get me pregnant.
Matt: I didn't even think of that Lyd. I'm sorry.
Lydia: Sorry! YOU are sorry! Matt, I trusted you. I thought you loved me enough to protect me! You know what piss on you. Piss on you and your whole meaning to having sex. After word gets out, you won't be having sex with any other girl here at Chilton.
Matt: Lydia, wait!
Lydia: For what? No Matt! I'm not waiting for you. Just get the hell away from me.
***On the way home***
Rory: Lydia, is something up, ya seem kinda upset?
Lydia: (looking like she had just woken up) Huh? Oh, yeah, I talked to Matt today.
Rory: Really, where has he been?
Lydia: Paris.
Rory: He's been with Paris?
Lydia: No, he's been in Paris. His grandma was sick. Listen, I don't wanna talk about this right now. Let's just tell your mom to order in, and we will talk about what he said to me then, okay?
Rory: Okay.
***At home, just as Lorelai walks in***
Lorelai: I'm home, and I have Al's.
Rory: Mom, shhh. Lydia is sleeping. She had a pretty rough day.
Lorelai: What is the matter with her?
Rory: She talked to Matt for the first time today, and that's all that I know for now.
Lorelai: I better go talk to her, huh?
Rory: You can try. She wouldn't talk to me at all.
Lorelai: Well I'm her sister, she can talk to me.
Rory: Okay.
(Phone starts ringing)
Lorelai: Get that.
Rory: Yeah.
(On the phone)
Emily: Is my daughter there?
Rory: Which one?
Emily: Lydia.
Rory: Oh no, she just went out to pick up food at Al's for supper.
Emily: Really?
Rory: Yeah. She's fine, but I will have her call you when she gets home from Al's, okay grandma?
Emily: Yes, I suppose so.
Rory: Okay, then.
***Lorelai knocks on the door to Rory's room, where Lydia is sleeping***
Lorelai: Lydia?
Lydia: (sounds groggy) Yeah?
Lorelai: Can we talk?
Lydia: About what? (sounds kind of sad)
Lorelai: About your day. I heard about Matt.
Lydia: Rory told you, didn't she?
Lorelai: Yes she did. But that's not the point.
Lydia: I told her not to bring it up.
Lorelai: Hon, Rory and I are like this (crosses her fingers). We tell each other everything.
Lydia: Yeah, I forgot about that.
Lorelai: So, let's hear it. What did that blonde haired, blue eyed boy have to say?
Lydia: He said, and I quote, " Matt Kemper doesn't use condoms, condoms are for wimps".
Lorelai: Where is that blondie. I have to kick his ass now for doing that to you.
Lydia: And by that time I was so pissed at him that I didn't even get to say what I wanted.
Lorelai: Which was?
Lydia: I was going to tell him that I was in love with him.
Lorelai: Are you?
Lydia: I was, until he said, well, that.
Lorelai: Yes, I see.
Lydia: Lorelai, what am I going to do. What if he got me pregnant? I can't have that happen to me. Not Lydia Gilmore, the most prestige daughter of Richard and Emily Gilmore.
Lorelai: You're not pregnant. Now, what day is it?
Lydia: The 15th. Why?
Lorelai: I thought you said that you would know on the 18th if you were going to have to go to the clinic.
Lydia: It's only three days away, Lorelai? Three days. Three days until I find out if I ruined my life. It would be the second time for Richard and Emily Gilmore. What would people think of them, Lor?
Lorelai: Well, let's just wait until the 18th. We'll go from there. But for now, let's go eat. Al's food isn't good if it sits out for a while.
Lydia: That sounds healthy.
Lorelai: Nope.
Lydia: Yeah, let's go eat.
Lorelai: Honey, really, don't worry. Everything is going to be fine.
Hey! Thanks for reading! Please review it, but be nice. If you have any ideas for upcoming chapters, just put it in your review!!