Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or any of these characters, cause if I did, I wouldn't be writing this.
A/N: This story takes place before Twenty-One Is The Loneliest Number so that episode and everything after it hasn't happened. Sad I know. Also, this story takes place from Rory's point of view for the most part, but I may switch it and write in third person a little. So I hope you enjoy and don't forget to review because I'll love you forever if you do!
It was only a matter of time until it happened. I should've seen it coming.
It's the pattern of my life, everything is good and then it shatters. Once I get my life on track, something throws it off course. It's happened again and again. I dated Dean and then we broke up. I got back together with Dean but then we broke up again. I was with Jess but he left me without a word. I was doing well at Yale and then Jess came back, and told me he loved me. I finished my first year at Yale and my mom opened her in, but then I slept with Dean, causing his marriage to shatter. After Dean and Lindsay split Dean and I were together again, but then my grandparents interfered and we broke up again. I met Logan and finally snagged him, but he family said I wasn't good enough. Then his dad gave me an internship at one of his newspapers only to tell me I wasn't good enough. Then I stole a boat, dropped out of Yale, severed ties with my mom, and moved into my grandparent's pool house. And that's where I am now.
This time I really thought it was going to stick though. I mean, I had everything under control. I joined the DAR, Logan and I were happily together, I was almost done with my community service. Okay, sure I wasn't totally happy but I wasn't unhappy. I had everything in my life organized and then it happened. I couldn't control it no matter what anyone thought. Nothing could've prepared me for what happened. None of the books I've read, or movies I've watch, or any music I've listened to. Its one thing when its someone else, but when it happens to you, its impossible to know what to do. Sometimes you just can't control these things.
I guess what they say is true...nothing gold can stay.