A/N This is an idea that has been rolling around in my head for awhile. I'm not sure if it's going to go anywhere but I needed to put it down on paper (well the computer) and see what I can do with it. If anyone has ANY ideas you tell me and I will do the best I can to work them in!

Summary: Gracie is a 13-year-old girl has been going to the Independance Inn twice a year for her whole life. And as her parents said "It's the only Inn in this town that Important people could stay in and be respected". Gracie grew up in the world of money. Her mom was in the DAR. She attended the top private school in the country. She attended function after function. The only time she looked forward to a function is when they had a function at the Independance Inn or the one time of the year when her family would go there. Gracie started to become friends with the manager of the Indepandence Inn and her daughter. But what happens when Gracie's parents hear stories about the manager from... Emily Gilmore?
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Gracie was riding in her parents limo on the way to the Independance Inn. She tried to convince her parents that she could just go in a normal car but they insisted that she go in the limo.

'Great! Now I'm going to stick out like something colorful in a black-and-white movie.' Gracie thought to herself.

Her parents were going to meet her there the next day. They said that they had some function to go to. Gracie didn't know what one because she only half-listens to anything they say. But all she knew was it must be an important function because they never let her go to the Independance Inn alone, ever. Even after all of her begging over the years they always said no... until today that is.

Her mom talked to the manager of the Inn and she's going to be watching her the whole time that she's there alone. This was fine with Gracie because the Inn's manager was really nice to her and watched her a lot while her parents were at the functions... or at least the ones that Gracie wasn't allowed to go to. The Inn's manager wasn't like the other ones that were at some of the hotels that she has had to stay at.

Gracie looked out her window to look at all the trees along the road. There weren't many trees in her neighorhood. They were all cut down to build bigger, more expensive houses.
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When Gracie finally got to the Inn she jumped out of the limo and ran inside. She knew that the driver would be in with her stuff. Even if she tried to get it herself he'd just grab it anyway. So what was the point of trying?

She ran in. As she walked in she looked to the front desk she saw a beautiful, blue-eyed, brown haired lady. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She looked like she could have come out of a movie.

"Lorelai!" Gracie yelled as she ran toward the front desk and grasping Lorelai into a hug.

"Gracie! I've been waiting all day for you!"

"I've been waiting all day to get here. You should have seen the traffic," Gracie said. Finally, letting go of Lorelai.

"Okay step back. I have to see what the damage is."

Gracie stepped back and turned around. The tradition that they have had since the fourth time that she went to the Independance Inn.

"I don't see any damage. Only improvments. And you have grown! You're more beautfiful then when I saw you last time. I'm not saying you were ugly before. I'm just saying that you made some improvments."

"Oh, well thank Lorelai. That's really nice of you," Gracie said. Her words dripping with sarcasim.

"Ya well. I'm just the nicest person you'll ever meet."

"Ya I know."
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Rory walked from the bus stop to the Independance Inn. She was supposed to help her mom today. She had some homework that she had to do but she didn't think that it would take her very long.

As she walked up the road to the Inn she saw a limo pulling out of the parking lot. She knew that that could only mean one thing... Gracie was here! Rory ran the rest of the way to the Inn.

As she walked into the Inn she saw a girl about 13-years-old standing next to her mom. Her curly brown hair down to a little past her shoulders. Her amazing blue eyes looking around the Inn. She was about 5'2" and she could have passed for one of the Gilmore Girls'. Her skin was the same as Rory's. Her sense of humour the same as Lorelai's. Her eyes the same shade of blue as there's. If only she liked coffee then they would have been identicle. There was something else that made her look different though. Rory couldn't put her finger on what it was. But it was there.

"Gracie," Rory yelled as she ran into the Inn to hug her.

"Rory!"

"I didn't know that you were coming. Where are your parents?"

"They went to some function over in Woodburry. They'll get here tomorrow."

"Awesome!"

"Ya!"

"I have to get back to work. After you two girls catch up I'll be right over at the front desk," Lorelai said.

"Okay mom."

Lorelai walked back over to the front desk to start her work.

"Gracie what have you been up to," Rory asked as they sat down on the couch.

"Well my parents sent me to another school."

"Another one! Didn't they just send you to a new school?"

"Ya. But they found a better school that is about an hour away from my house. It's called Brantford Prep. The uniforms are hidious! They are this ugly green color! It's so gross! And it's a bording school. I swear my parents did this on purpose."

"I'm sure they didn't! But why would they send you to 3 schools in less then 3 months! That's crazy."

"That's what I thought. But Brantford Prep. will let my parents take me out if I have to go to a function with them. My other school wouldn't do that. So it's better for my parents. And as an added bonus as long as I have the permission of my parents I can go out on the weekends and spend the night somewhere. The schools only about 20 minutes from here."

"Yes! You should come here for some weekends!"

"Ya that's what I thought! Hopefully my parents will let me!"

"Wait. You're going to Brantford Prep?"

"Ya. I told you that like 4 times."

"The Brantford Prep. The one that's on Montgomery Lane?"

"Ya... what does that have to do with anything."

"That's one of the top schools in the country. It's impossible to get in!"

"Well obviously not that impossible."

"Ya. So what else is new?"

"I wanted to start softball. But I'm not allowed. My mom said that I could have a coach come to our house like I've been doing for the past 6 years but I can't join a team just incase that there's a game or something when they have to be away."

"What that's crazy!"

"I thought so! I'm going to a bording school anyways so it's not like they would be there."

"Good point."

"Ya. What's new with you?"

"Well nothing is really new. Chiltons still good. Life's still good. Homework is piling on though."

"Ya? That stinks."

"Kinda."
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Cynthia and Paul Krumwaltz, Gracie's parents, were in Hartford sitting a table with 2 couples that seemed to be having as dreaful a time as they were. One of the ladies seemed to think that this was the same function that she had gone to earlier this week. Her husband kept trying to tell her that it wasn't but she just wouldn't here of it. The other couple talked to the Krumwaltz. Cynthia knew the wife very well. She was in the DAR with her. As well as many other committees. Her name is... Emily Gilmore.
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A/N So what did you think? Please review! Thanks!