Disclaimer: Why am I still bothering with this? I'm 14, I don't even own my own TV. My parents bought it. So I sure as heck don't own a TV show.

Authors Note: I've had this written for about 2 days now, but because my teachers insist on giving me homework, I haven't had the chance to post it. I'm sorry. I know I only posted the second chapter 2 or 3 days ago, but the past two days have been really long, and it feels like a year ago. Thank you so much for the reviews! The perfect cure for Mondayitis is reviews! Anyway, here's the next chapter!

Chapter 3- Happy Birthday, Rory

It was the last week of October and Rory's birthday was in 3 days. The day Rory and Lorelai happened to be moving into their new house, their first house. Lorelai was on cloud nine, but Rory wasn't as excited. She seemed almost sad. Luke could tell something was wrong and he wanted to do something for Rory for her birthday, but he couldn't think of something to do. Rory liked to read and she had lots of books, so he'd build some bookshelves for her new room. He'd build a desk for her her too. She'd be starting middle school in a few years and it could come in handy. When Lorelai came into the diner later, he'd be sure it was all right with her.

About two hours later, Rory and Lorelai came in for lunch

"Hey, Luke! Coffee please," Lorelai said. "And a hot chocolate for Rory."

"Why can't I have coffee, Mom?" Rory asked. "You said I could when I'm eight."

"But you're not eight for three more days," Lorelai said, jokingly.

"Fine, whatever! I'm not hungry. Can I go to Lane's?" Rory said.

"Okay, sweetie. Just be back before nine," Lorelai said, trying to be careful not to make Rory mad again.

Rory left and Luke came over to bring Lorelai's coffee.

"What's wrong with her?" Luke asked.

"I don't know. She asked if she could have some coffee and I said not until her birthday, and she got mad. I don't know what's going on. Normally, she's excited about her birthday, but this year, she doesn't even want a party. I figured she'd want to have a sleepover in her new room, but she said no," Lorelai said, frustrated.

"Maybe she's upset about the move. She's leaving the only home she's ever really known."

"Omigosh, I didn't even think about that. Gah! I've been so excited and I didn't even think about how Rory would feel."

"It's okay. One of your dreams is coming true. You have the right to be a little oblivious to other things."

"I should've been more sympathetic. I need to do something big for her birthday, and I need to do something to make her feel more at home in the new house."

"I have an idea for her birthday to help you out with the second thing," Luke said as he sat down across from Lorelai.

"Okay, what is it?"

"Would it be okay if I built some bookshelves and a desk for Rory's room?"

"Are you kidding? That would be great!"

"Good. Is there any way I could get some measurements of her room?"

"Yeah, I have the keys. I can let you in now if you have some time."

"Okay. Let me just tell Cesar to take care of everything for a few minutes."

A few minutes later, Luke and Lorelai arrived at the new house. Luke went in and got the measurements he needed and that night, he got to work on building the desk and shelves. He worked whenever he could for those three days, and miraculously got done on the morning of Rory's birthday. He got Miss Patty to go let Lorelai know so she could get Rory out of the house and he could take the furniture over. It took him a little over half an hour to get everything installed and he had a couple other things to do before they came back. Luke finished with everything and he went back to the diner.

Rory and Lorelai got back about 20 minutes after Luke left.

"Rory, why don't you go into your room? I think Luke brought over your birthday presents!" Lorelai said, excitedly. She couldn't wait to see what Luke had built, but she wanted Rory to see it first.

Rory walked into her room, which had previously been empty except for a few boxes. However, she now had shelves on the wall with some new books on them, and a brand new desk. She was shocked. The shelves were a very dark brown, with a vine painted on the side and little rosebuds in the corner. The desk was made with the same wood as the bookshelves and the legs had roses carved into them and a beautiful roll-top cover. On her bookshelves, there were copies of The Secret of the Old Clock, Alice in Wonderland, Anne of Green Gables, and Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm. They weren't brand new books, they were pretty worn and looked as if they'd been read a few times. On her desk, there was an envelope with a card inside from Luke. Inside, he wrote,

Dear Rory,

I know it's hard leaving a home that you've always known, but you're going to have so many great new memories in your new house. The books are something I found in a box of stuff from when I was a kid. They belonged to my sister, but I don't think she'd mind giving them to you. I figured the desk would help you out in the years to come. Have a great birthday and remember that you have tons of people that love you. Love, Luke