Author's Note: Sorry it has taken me so long to update, I've been mega busy; going on vacations, in the midst of moving stuff into my moms house, school starting Monday… everything is hectic.
Anyways, I really don't know where this story is going. I'm mainly just winging it as I write. That's probably why the first 2 chapters weren't that long. That's also why it's taken me so long to get this chapter up.
Thank you so much to those who reviewed! You all encourage me to keep writing this story. I hope you all stick around though. If it becomes sucky, please tell me. Maybe I could get a co-writer to help me? Or maybe everyone could give me some ideas in your reviews? It would be greatly appreciated. :D If you're interested in helping me co-write this, please e-mail me at shesbroken_down@hotmail.com
I don't think this story is going to be very long. As I wrote this, I kind of got an idea of where I want to go. But if you all help, it can be longer.
So yeah… on with the story.
Disclaimer: if I owned them, you'd think my ideas would be on the show. therefore, I don't own anything to do with Gilmore Girls… -=thinks=- nope… Nothing.
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I aimlessly drove. What was I doing? Why did I freeze like that? Oh God, if Paris tells Rory… But the two of them always hated each other. What if that changed? If Paris tells Rory that I'm back, would she be happy? I hope Paris didn't realize that it was when I saw Rory that I panicked and left.
I slightly chuckled to myself thinking about the look on Paris' face as I drove away. It was a look of shock. What part of me was she shocked about? Sure, all of this time away, my looks had changed. I had grown up more. If only she could see the inside, how I thought; I'm sure she'd be even more surprised. Shocked? Probably. Maybe even stunned. I'd say it was a big improvement.
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When I got home from military school, I decided right then and there that I needed to see Rory Gilmore; I needed to talk to her. After all this time, I wanted to see if she remained that same girl that I left behind. The one that every time I saw her, I had to hold off my urge to kiss her. The one that I looked forward to seeing everyday, wanting that banter that we bounced back and forth. The one that I tried to make jealous by kissing so many other girls in front of her. The one that always tried to make peace with me, but I always screwed it up. They one. At least, back then I thought she was the one. For all I knew now, she was a completely different girl. Who knows? Certainly not I.
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Authors note: sorry this chapter is so short, but it just seemed right. And hey, it's a chapter, right? Reviews/comments are always appreciated. :D