A/N – Please R& R. Thanks
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The next morning Rory woke up to the strong smell of coffee. "Rise and shine sleepy head!" Lorelai sung, "The mall is calling us!" Rory couldn't help but smile at her mom. Sometimes Lorelai could act so much like a child and it amused Rory.
"I'm up," Rory informed her mom. She rubbed her eyes and say that it was already 10 in the morning. Rory got changed and then went into the kitchen. There a breakfast of cereal, pop tarts, and coffee was awaiting her.
"Dig in!" Lorelai said.
"A breakfast of champions," Rory observed.
"Only the best for you," Lorelai joked, "Paul Anka, do you want a pop tart?" Lorelai asked her dog.
"Mom, Paul Anka should not be having pop tarts" Rory said.
"Fine, be a party-pooper!" Lorelai said jokingly, "Paul Anka, would you like some cereal?" She put some Lucky Charms in his food bowl. Rory rolled her eyes at her mom.
By eleven both Rory and Lorelai were in the car and on the way to the mall. There they visited numerous amounts of clothing store and Lorelai allowed Rory to visit only one bookstore. Lorelai and Rory returned to the house laden with shopping bags. "Well, mom. I think it's time for me to go back to campus. Do you think you'll be okay without me?" Rory asked her mom.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," Lorelai replied, sad that her daughter had to leave so early. "Come back soon, okay?"
"Definitely. On my next free day I'm here. I promise," Rory said. Rory brought her shopping bags back to her car and drove back to her apartment near Yale.
She unlocked the door and was once again faced with a large, but empty apartment. She sighed and sat down on the couch. She turned on the television hoping that it would distract her. She ended up watching a very funny movie, Airplane, and it cheered her up. She went to bed less upset then she was two days ago. This time she did not cry herself to sleep.
First thing in the morning she called Logan up. "Hey, Logan. It's me, Rory," Rory said into the phone.
"Oh, hey Ace. Look, right now's not a good time. Can I call you back in about an hour?" Logan asked Rory.
"Well, I have classes today. I'll call you when I have a free period," she informed him.
"Okay," he said then hung up.
Rory was confused. Logan always had time for her calls. "Oh well, his father must have made a ton of appointments for him," she thought, and didn't think more of it. She went off to her class.
At her free period she called Logan, but she got his answering machine. She left a message and decided to call him again in ten minutes. After ten minutes had passed she called again, only to get his message again. She called again half an hour later and got his machine. She gave up and went to her next class.
When she had another free period she tried to call again. Now she was desperate. "Why isn't he answering his phone?" Rory wondered. She tried again frantically. She got his machine again. She hung up angrily. Then she decided that she would leave another message. She called his phone again and got his machine. "Where in the world are you?" she shouted into the machine, "I told you I would call you back later and when I do you don't answer your phone! Pick up the phone, Logan!" Rory screamed into the phone.
Rory went to the coffee stand and got herself a large cup of coffee. While she was sitting on the bench drinking her coffee, she received a phone call. "Logan?" she asked.
"No, this is not Logan. It's Rebecca. Who are you?" a woman said.
"I'm Rory Gilmore. Isn't this Logan's phone?" Rory asked Rebecca.
"Well yes it is, but I'm borrowing his phone for a second to make a call. When I opened it, a message displayed that there were two new messages and six missed calls from this number," the woman said.
"Oh, why do you have Logan's phone?" Rory asked the woman.
"He's my boyfriend. We've been going out for a month now," The woman replied.
"Oh, okay," Rory said. She could feel her heart starting to beat five times faster. She hung up the phone and ran to her apartment in rage.
When she was at the apartment she started to smash any of the photographs that she had of Logan or herself and Logan in the apartment. She went throughout the whole apartment smashing as she went. When she reached one picture, however, she stopped. It was the picture that was taken at the party she had thrown Logan before he left for London. She brought the picture with her and put it near her bed. She lied down in bed facing the picture. She stared at it for hours and then felt herself start to cry. Then she fell asleep.
She was woken up by the sound of her cell-phone. She looked at her clock. It was eight in the morning. She answered the phone, not bothering to check who was calling her. "Hello?" she said sleepily into the phone.
"Hello? Ace?" she heard Logan's voice on the opposite side of the phone. She felt herself become very angry and then very sad. She was a ball of furious sadness.
"What?" Rory asked coldly.
"I saw that you called me yesterday," Logan said innocently.
"Oh, did Rebecca tell you that?" Rory asked him.
"Rebecca. Oh no, Ace,"
"When were you going to tell me that you got a new girlfriend, Logan? When? At the wedding?" Rory was really starting to lose it. "I thought you loved me, Logan! I really did. I loved you, I still love you. I didn't think that just because we were on opposite sides of the Atlantic Ocean that you would stop loving me."
"Rory, please, listen to me," Logan begged.
"No!" Rory shouted, then hung up and cried.