Tomboy
By Emily Carol
Summary: AU - Richard and Emily forced Lorelai and Christopher to put Rory up for adoption after she was born. Now Rory's 16 and living in a family full of boys on the outskirts of New York City. A search for her actual mother on her 16th birthday throws her into a life she never expected. Can a tomboy like her stand it?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls (and I didn't last chapter either... life can be so unfair)
Author's note: Thanks to all reviewers!
Still looking for betas for On Eagle's Wings, e-mail me if interested. Or leave a note in your review.
Yeah, I have no life, I'm becoming a nocturnal freak... and I'm adding a bunch of chapters tonight because I have writer's block.
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Chapter 6
Rory entered the Independence Inn wearing a knee lenghth skirt, a blouse, and uncomfortable shoes. She didn't feel like herself anymore. She'd tried telling Emily that these weren't the kind of clothes she liked but Emily had been insistent.
They entered the dining room to see many women dressed like Emily at a table that they went to join.
"So sorry I'm late," Emily said formally. "But I'd like all of you to meet my granddaughter Rory."
Rory nodded and sat down on the seat next to Emily.
"Emily," one of the ladies said. "Do mean to say that this is Lorelai's daughter?"
"Yes," Emily said.
"Well I thought she was put up for adoption as soon as she was born," another lady said.
"Well she was," Emily said. "But now she's back with us for a little while. Rory, why don't you go to the bathroom and wash up?"
Rory nodded and heading in the direction Emily had pointed.
She opened the bathroom door to see a pacing woman in front of the sinks.
"Why does she do this to me? What is so bad about me seeing her?" the woman mumbled.
"Are you okay?" Rory asked.
"Fine," the woman said. "Just perfectly fine. Just that my mother has my daughter who came back looking for me and she called to tell me that I'm not going to see her until she 'refines' her a little which won't be until Thanksgiving. I just can't stand her."
"I know what you mean," Rory said. "My grandmother won't let me meet my mother until Thanksgiving. I came all the way from New York and so far all I've done is gone shopping to get really uncomfortable clothes and meet a bunch of women who seem surprised that my grandmother's taken me in. She won't even tell me anything about my mother except that her name's Lorelai and she lives in a small town."
The woman turned around. Rory looked at her. "Your mother's name is Lorelai?"
Rory nodded.
"What's your name?"
"Well I go by Rory but it's really Lorelai Leigh." Rory was a little scared now. "Why?"
"Is your mother's last name Gilmore?"
"Yes," Rory said.
"Well," Lorelai said. "I guess my mother's plan has been demolished."
"What are you talking about?" Rory asked.
"Rory," Lorelai said. "I'm Lorelai Victoria Gilmore, nice to meet you."
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Author's Note: Hope you like it! I"ve got most of it written and I'm just gonna post when I have time. Please review!
~Emily Carol
By Emily Carol
Summary: AU - Richard and Emily forced Lorelai and Christopher to put Rory up for adoption after she was born. Now Rory's 16 and living in a family full of boys on the outskirts of New York City. A search for her actual mother on her 16th birthday throws her into a life she never expected. Can a tomboy like her stand it?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls (and I didn't last chapter either... life can be so unfair)
Author's note: Thanks to all reviewers!
Still looking for betas for On Eagle's Wings, e-mail me if interested. Or leave a note in your review.
Yeah, I have no life, I'm becoming a nocturnal freak... and I'm adding a bunch of chapters tonight because I have writer's block.
****
Chapter 6
Rory entered the Independence Inn wearing a knee lenghth skirt, a blouse, and uncomfortable shoes. She didn't feel like herself anymore. She'd tried telling Emily that these weren't the kind of clothes she liked but Emily had been insistent.
They entered the dining room to see many women dressed like Emily at a table that they went to join.
"So sorry I'm late," Emily said formally. "But I'd like all of you to meet my granddaughter Rory."
Rory nodded and sat down on the seat next to Emily.
"Emily," one of the ladies said. "Do mean to say that this is Lorelai's daughter?"
"Yes," Emily said.
"Well I thought she was put up for adoption as soon as she was born," another lady said.
"Well she was," Emily said. "But now she's back with us for a little while. Rory, why don't you go to the bathroom and wash up?"
Rory nodded and heading in the direction Emily had pointed.
She opened the bathroom door to see a pacing woman in front of the sinks.
"Why does she do this to me? What is so bad about me seeing her?" the woman mumbled.
"Are you okay?" Rory asked.
"Fine," the woman said. "Just perfectly fine. Just that my mother has my daughter who came back looking for me and she called to tell me that I'm not going to see her until she 'refines' her a little which won't be until Thanksgiving. I just can't stand her."
"I know what you mean," Rory said. "My grandmother won't let me meet my mother until Thanksgiving. I came all the way from New York and so far all I've done is gone shopping to get really uncomfortable clothes and meet a bunch of women who seem surprised that my grandmother's taken me in. She won't even tell me anything about my mother except that her name's Lorelai and she lives in a small town."
The woman turned around. Rory looked at her. "Your mother's name is Lorelai?"
Rory nodded.
"What's your name?"
"Well I go by Rory but it's really Lorelai Leigh." Rory was a little scared now. "Why?"
"Is your mother's last name Gilmore?"
"Yes," Rory said.
"Well," Lorelai said. "I guess my mother's plan has been demolished."
"What are you talking about?" Rory asked.
"Rory," Lorelai said. "I'm Lorelai Victoria Gilmore, nice to meet you."
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Author's Note: Hope you like it! I"ve got most of it written and I'm just gonna post when I have time. Please review!
~Emily Carol