My name is Lorelai Gilmore. My parents, Richard and Emily Gilmore, re the most boring people imaginable. My mother is a neat freak. She goes through a maid a week. It's insane. Anyway, I guess I'll start my story on my 16nth birthday. My mother was downstairs planning my party. Of course it was going to be formal. People from my school were going to be there all dressed up. Guys in tuxes and girls in poofy dresses. Heaven forbid I plan my own party or invite any of my own friends. I was in my room lying on the bed. I could hear my mom yelling at the caterer downstairs. I rolled my eyes and looked at the clock. 10:30. I picked up the phone and called my boyfriend Chris.
"Hello?" Chris's mom answered.
"Hi. Is Chris home?" I asked.
"No. I'm sorry Lorelai. He's at work."
"Oh. Ok." I said and hung up the phone. I went to look out the window. I could see my car. I looked over at my bedside table where my keys and liscence were. I grabbed them and climbed out the window.
I was driving around Hartford and wondered where to go. The mall was out of the question. I had like ten bucks. I decided to go visit Chris. I parked my car outside Office Max. I went inside and wondered around looking for him. I turned a corner and there he was. He was making out with a chick from school. I was so hurt. I felt like my heart had been torn to shreds. I know that sounds lame but that was what I was feeling. I turned and walked out to my car. He didn't see me. I couldn't believe it. I had given him my virginity just two nights before. I had to get out of there. I remembered one of my friends telling me about some town nearby. It was called Stars Hollow. I whipped my eyes dry and drove off.
About half an hour later, I was there. I parked my car and got out. It was a small town so I had decided to walk around. After about ten minutes, I saw a coffee cart. I walked up and ordered a large coffee. I walked away, stuffing change into my pocket when I stepped in a hole. My foot twisted all the way to the left. I fell. My coffee spilled all over the ground. There was searing pain in my ankle. Some guy ran up to me.
"Are you alright?" he asked. All I did was moan. It hurt to bad." Come on" the guy said, "You need some ice."
He led me across the street and into a hardware store. He pulled me into the back and up some stairs. We got to the top and he helped me into a chair inside what looked like a small apartment. He put my foot up on another chair and got me some ice to put on my ankle.
"There."He said. "That should bring down the swelling." I looked at him as he sat in a chair near me." I'm Luke Danes" He said and held out his hand.
"Lorelai Gilmore" I replied and shook his hands. "It's nice to meet you" he said. I smiled at him. "This is a horrible birthday" I said. "Oh it's your birthday?" Luke said. "Happy Birthday".
"Thanks. You're the first person to say that to me today." Luke looked shocked. "What about your parents?" I rolled my eyes. "My dad's to busy with work and my mom's to busy planning the party it seems like she forgot what the party was for." Luke looked sympathetic. "That's too bad. I'm sorry" he sounded it too.
"It's not your fault" I said. There was a silence then I yawned.
"You seem tired" Luke commented.
"I am" I said.
"Do you want to take a nap?" he asked.
"Um... sure" I replied. Luke helped me to the bed and I layed back. "Thank you" I said. I checked my watch before I fell asleep. 1:55. This isn't such a bad birthday after all, thought. I was asleep shortly after that.
a/n Feedback would be greatly appreciated. I can take criticism. Thanks for reading.