Title: Rory Gilmore Goes to College
Author: Ice
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the character of Isaac. Everything else from the show does not belong to me!!!
Author's Note: Ok I know that I still have A Different Version of the Gilmore Girls to finish, but I had this idea and had to start it. Don't yell at me! And let's pretend that Sherri was actually pregnant from Presenting Lorelai Gilmore on. Ok? Ok.
Moving Day
"Bye Mom, I'll call you when I get settled." Rory hugged her mother, who was crying.
"My baby, going to college! Harvard! I never thought she could actually get in." Rory turned to her mother's coffee supplier, and her second father, Luke. "Take care of her will ya?" Rory asked him. He nodded and they hugged. Luke led Lorelai off so Rory could say goodbye to her boyfriend in private.
"This is it."
"For the moment yes. Now your father's meeting you in Boston?" Rory nodded. "I wish you would let me come with you. I mean my muscles have to be put to good use." Rory looked up at the love of her life her arms around his waist..
"You just be careful. And make sure to stop in on my mom every once in a while. Ok?" He nodded. "I'll make the trek." The both smiled as she leaned into his chest. They kissed and Rory got into the BMW that her grandparents' had bought her as a graduation gift. She gave a tearful smile, made sure she had her cell phone and two way pager, in case of emergency, waved, and drove off, hearing behind her, "Don't kill Paris!" She laughed.
"Gilmore, Lorelai… here we are. Room 201. Second floor, sharing with Paris Gellar?" Rory nodded to the receptionist. "Here is your room key, your mailbox key, and your freshman welcome package. Do you need a cart to help you move in?"
"Yes please." The woman motioned for a cart to be brought over.
"Welcome to Harvard Miss Gilmore." Rory smiled. She was here. She was really here at Harvard! She walked out to the car where her Dad and her half brother Isaac were waiting. Isaac was only 2 years old, but he wanted to help his big sister move. Sherri, who Chris had broken up with right after Isaac's birth, tried to stay as far away from Rory and Lorelai as possible.
"Ready?" Chris asked.
"Yeah. I just gotta move the stuff in and then get my student id." Chris nodded and started putting things in the cart. When it was loaded Rory took it up to her room while her dad got more stuff out of the car.
Rory came to room 201, second floor first room when you got off the elevator. She got her key out and opened the door. The room was empty so she assumed Paris had not gotten there yet. She picked the left side of the room. And started unpacking. When she unloaded the cart, she fought the crowd back down to where her father was.
"Ok I'm gonna go back up with Isaac and start actually unpacking. Could you finish unloading the car?"
"Sure Rory. Go with your sister Zach." Isaac followed his sister up to her room where Paris now was.
"Hi Pawis!" Isaac said. Rory and Paris had gotten to be friends during their senior year and Paris was now usually at the Gilmore-Hayden houses. Paris smiled at Isaac and hugged him.
"Hi Rory. Where's your Dad?"
"Downstairs unpacking the car. After we get settled in we're going to dinner. You wanna come?"
"Pwease Pawis?" Rory knew that no one not even ice queen Paris could say no to that.
"Rory? A little help please?" Rory looked to the door to see a cart of stuff and heard her father's muffled voice from behind it. Rory laughed and helped Chris through the door.
After unpacking, Rory called her mother who was high on coffee, Chris tried to calm her down but it didn't seem to work. Rory then called her boyfriend, who was packing for his trip to college, he was going to Yale, thanks to Richard Gilmore, they hung up and Chris carried a sleeping Isaac out to the car. He kissed Rory good bye and waved to Paris. The two college freshmen then made their way up to their home for the next year.
~~A/N: Ok I know I made no real indication who Rory's boyfriend was. That's half the fun! LOL anyway, tell me who you think it is. I can tell you one thing. It's not Dean! That overpoessessive jerk. J have fun!