Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this chapter, except the story idea and the new character.

Authors Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to update. I'm trying the best I can, but it's competition season for cheerleading and my sister's a cheerleader, so it's been crazy. I'm working on the next chapter already so I'll try and post it in the middle of the week, otherwise you might have to wait til next week. There's a competition this weekend. Thanks for sticking with me, and please don't give up on me! )

Chapter 3: New Beginnings

Rory was nervous about starting a different college. I mean, sure she never has a problem fitting in, considering she's the sweetest girl anyone would ever meet. It was her first day of class since she'd moved to New York. She was on edge. All she could think about was finding her classes, and everything going smoothly. Aside from all that, she had the added pressure of trying to make friends right away. Friends that coiincidentally needed a place to stay too. Even though Rory was told her grandparents could pay her rent as long as she needed, she still felt guilty.

"Hi, I'm Rory Gilmore. It's my first day here, I was kind of wondering if maybe you could help me find my next class..."

"So are you some extremely smart kid, who skipped a million grades or are you just new?" A young girl, about Rory's age turned around, medium height, with black hair and green eyes.

"No, I'm a sophomore in college too, I transferred from Yale..."

"Oh, well in that case, sure I can show you...oh, I'm Dilanie by the way. Let's see, where's your next class?"

"Oh, uhh... here's my schedule"

Dilanie ran her finger down the neat scrap of paper, looking for the class she needed to find. Her finger came to a stop when she found what she was looking for. "Oh, look at that, we're going to the same place!"

"Great." Though Dilanie seemed really nice, Rory was still a little shy around her. She seemed like a cool person and Rory did want to hang out with her. She seemed like a potential friend.

"So, umm... where's your dorm?"

"What? Oh, I don't have one. I have an apartment actually. My mom's kind of crazy... not crazy crazy, but caffeine high twentyfour-seven crazy. She insisted I had an apartment instead of a dorm."

"Oh, cool"

"I'm actually um.. still looking for a- for a roommate , where's your dorm?"

"I don't have one, I'd rather live in an apartment... hey I know we just met and all, but maybe we can be roommates. I mean, I need an apartment, and you need a roommate. If you want, that is..." Dilanie looked at Rory with hope in her eyes. She liked her. She seemed nice, smart, and easy to talk to.

"Yeah, that might work. Maybe after class you can come back to the apartment and see it..." Rory was beginning to think this might actually work. Dilanie seemed like a nice person. Someone she could trust to live with her. I mean the girl had been nice enough to walk her around, after all.

"Sounds good, here we are..."

After class, Rory and Dilanie went out to Rory's car to head back to the apartment.

"Ok, so keep in mind that I just moved in. It's not always as messy as it is now. I've just been busy, and haven't really gotten to cleaning up completely," Rory was trying to make it seem better than it looked.

"Oh, that's no problem, I completely understand. Trust me."

"Ok, so this is it... here's the living room, and the kitchen is right here... Oh! and the bedrooms are this way, here's mine.. and this would be yours right here.." Rory continues speaking as she dissapears into the room.

"Wow this looks perfect. It's actually the perfect size. And it's definately a plus to have a roommate. I'd imagine living in an apartment by yourself blows. This just might work."

"Yeah, I think so too. Um, so when do you think you can move in?"

Dilanie thought about it for a quick second before responding, "What about this weekend?"

Rory walked over to the calendar and ran her finger across the week and nods. "Yeah, that would be fine. Umm, I could meet you somewhere and help you move your stuff in..."

"Uh, yeah here..." Dilanie ripped out a piece of paper from her notebook and jotted down an adress and a phone number quickly. "See you tomorrow!"

As Dilanie left, Rory's nerves began to dissapear. She was happy she finally found someone to share her apartment with. Although it'd only been a few days in New York, to Rory it felt like a month. Living in an empty apartment wasn't her idea of fun. Dilanie seemed cool. In ways unexplainable, she actually reminded Rory of her mother and best friend Lane. After Rory had been sitting in her apartment for twenty minutes trying to convince herself what happened was really true, she decided to call her mom and tell her the good news.

"Hey babe! How are things going in the 'Big Apple'?"

"For future reference mom, no one here in New York calls it the 'Big Apple', but everythings going good, and how's mommy dearest doing?"

Ever since Rory had gotten to New York she found comfort in calling home. Stars Hollow. She loved hearing her mom's voice now and then, even though she wasn't homesick, it made her feel like she was at home.

"Well you know, the usual. Fighting off the enemies, keeping the town sane, while being completely caffeinated the entire time and taking years off my life by consuming mass amounts of junk food."

"Oh, glad to see nothing's changed." Rory couldn't help but laugh at her moms comments.

"Yeah, well, just keeping the tradition alive!"

"Ok, well I actually called to tell you that I found a roommate..."

"Really hon! That's great! Where? When? Who?" Rory could do nothing but smile at her mom's peppyness.

"Yeah I was on my way to class, and I asked her if she could help me get there, and she happened to be going to the same place... her name's Dilanie. She kind of reminds me of Lane... and you."

"That's great hon! When does she move in?" Lorelai was really happy for her daughter. It's not that Rory wasn't happy by herself, but Lorelai knew she'd have more fun with a roommate.

"This weekend actually, but I have to go. I have class to get to. I'll call you Sunday and let you know how the move went."

"Ok, bye hon!"

"Bye mom!"