Rory is a Hayden. Lorelai married Chris when she got pregnant, but had twins, Rory and her brother Kevin. Though, she and Kevin are both the heiress and heir to the Gilmore Group and Hayden Law Firm, Rory tends to be ignored. Kevin gets the attention from his parents more, though Rory is liked more with the grandparents. What happens when Rory gets sick of it? Rogan!

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"I can't believe that your mom does those things," Colin said, shaking his head. He had always liked Lorelai and thought that she was a sweet woman who doted on both of her children.

"Neither can I," Kevin replied, lying as though he was sad. He figured that since he didn't get to be the heir, he deserved all of the attention that his mother gave him.

"Wonder what would happen if Rory decides to come back from her adventure early?" was the thought that the other three boys had in their heads.

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I'm putting it to a vote, because I can't decide. Send me a review and let me know if you want Rory to be with Finn or Logan!

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Rory and Paris had gone back to both of their houses and gotten all of their bags, which added together made 16. They were now standing on the doorstep of the Gilmore mansion, arguing about who would ring the bell, while their bags were being unloaded from the car.

"Rory, you do it," Paris whined.

"Paris, this is ridiculous," Rory stated, rocking back and forth on her heels.

"That's why you should just ring the bell," Paris said, rolling her eyes and leaning on the column next to her. "It's your turn anyway."

"Paris," Rory whined. "We are not going to argue about this," she said insistently.

"Then just ring the bell," Paris demanded.

"No," Rory said defiantly.

"No what?" Emily asked innocently from the open doorway in front of the girls. She and Francine were both standing there looking highly amused. They had both been drinking tea when they heard the car pull up and had listened to the whole argument from the other side of the closed door.

"Grandma, don't do that to us," Paris said, her heart racing.

Emily and Francine laughed at them. "Sorry," they both coughed out.

"Wait a minute," Francine said, halting all laughter. She looked at the two girls in front of her and asked, "What on earth are you doing here?"

The two girls hesitated slightly before Rory gave in and told them what had happened. Both of the girls walked past the Emily and Francine, who were still frozen on the doorway in shock, and into the living room.

Both of the women at the doorway quickly recovered and let the driver carry in all of the girls' luggage. When they walked into the living room, they found Rory and Paris sitting on the couch.

"So we're leaving for Europe?" Rory asked, eagerly.

Francine smiled and looked at Emily, who just nodded. "It seems we are," she told them.

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The summer passed quickly and it was now the end of August. Rory would be leaving the next morning, so she and Paris were in her room, packing. Paris was also spending the night and going to the airport to see Rory off.

"Still no word from Kevin?" Paris asked Rory, sitting on the bed.

"No, he and the boys are still MIA," Rory told her, folding another top and putting it in her fifth suitcase. The other four had already been shipped and Rory was just leaving the rest in Hartford.

Kevin, Logan, Colin, and Tristan had gone gallivanting through Europe, also, but the girls hadn't run into them. Rory hadn't spoken to her brother since that day at school, but had talked to each of his friends. Colin, Tristan, and Logan had all called to apologize to all of the girls for what had happened. After that though, they hadn't heard from a single one of them. Madeline and Louise had joined the girls in Paris for their last month, but they had gone their separate ways when the plane had landed.

"He and Lorelai aren't coming tomorrow, are they?" Paris asked, knowingly.

"No, at least I know that Lorelai isn't. But, Kevin most likely isn't," Rory said, nonchalantly. "I just don't care anymore."

Paris looked at Rory skeptically, before widening her eyes when she knew that Rory was telling her the truth. She squealed, a very un-Paris thing to do, and grabbed Rory in a tight hug.

"I-oh-uh, thanks Paris," Rory said awkwardly. She didn't really understand Paris' reaction all that much.

Paris let go of her and rolled her eyes. "I'm proud of you," she told Rory, smiling a true smile that reached her eyes.

"Thanks, Par," Rory said, still a little shocked from Paris' reactions. "Your advice really helped me let go, though."

"Anytime cuz," Paris said, sitting back on the bed.

Rory put her last pair of Bermuda shorts in her bag and zipped it shut. "All done," she stated proudly.

Paris had been about to say something, but Rory's personal land line rang. Instead of handing Rory the phone, Paris just turned it on speaker.

"Hayden," Rory answered in a bored tone, causing Paris to chuckle.

"Rory, it's your grandmother," the voice of Francine Hayden was heard through the machine.

"Hello, Granny," Rory said politely.

"I'm here also, Rory," Emily Gilmore said, also. She and Francine were using the speaker phone in Straub's home office.

"So am I," Paris said laughing. It was amazing how much Lorelai trash-talked her mother, but Paris, Rory, and even Marissa, Paris' mother and Emily's daughter, didn't have a problem with her. They were all very good friends, including Francine.

"Oh, good, we won't have to make two calls now," Francine joked, laughing lightly.

"What's up guys?" Rory asked skeptically, exchanging a look with Paris. They both loved these two women dearly, but the two of them liked to plot and scheme. The bad thing was that they were terribly good at it.

"Nothing like that, Rory," Emily said quickly, knowing what Rory was thinking. Rory and Paris exchanged another look before Emily began talking again. "We only wanted you to know that we're holding a small gathering for Rory's departure this evening."

"How small?" Paris asked tentatively, knowing how often these women threw parties.

"Between 50 and sixty people," Francine admitted.

"Okay," Rory agreed after Paris nodded. This surprised both Emily and Francine, who thought that they would have to beg her to come.

"Really?" Emily asked excitedly.

"It's not like we're older and can do anything else," Paris said bluntly.

"Quite a point," Francine said.

"Whose house is it at?" Rory asked, not knowing if it was at the Hayden mansion or the Gilmore mansion.

"Our house, dear," Francine said softly. She then added, "We plan to give you your presents, also."

"I have presents," Rory asked like an excited little kid.

"Well we couldn't very wells send you off without gifts, now could we?" Emily said; Rory and Paris could hear her grin through the phone.

"There's also something else that you need to know," Francine added, hesitantly.

"What's wrong, Granny?" Paris asked, afraid that the answer would somehow involve the four stooges and Lorelai.

"Lorelai got a hold of Kevin and his friends," Emily spat out, furiously.

"Oh no," Rory said, collapsing face-down on her bed next to Paris, who was now shaking with anger.

"Yes, and now they'll be attending," Francine said, in the same furious tone that Emily used. They knew how awful both Lorelai, Kevin, and his friends treated Rory, as she had shown up at their houses sometimes also.

"Please say that I can tell all of them off again," Paris said, still shaking with anger, but her voice kept calm.

"Paris, not in front of people," Rory said sharply. "Now, Grandma, Granny, how long will we have to stay?"

"I think that an hour and half or maybe two hours is plenty," Francine said, warmly. "We'll send a limo to pick you girls up at six." With that statement, they were disconnected.

Rory looked at Paris and said, "Let's pick out our dresses and start getting ready, Par. It's four now."

Paris nodded and they both went to Rory's expansive closet and scoured through the rows of clothes that were there. Paris ended up picking out a strapless, black BCBG dress that ended about four or five inches above her knees. It was tightly fitted at the top, but the skirt flared out. She paired with it a black Dolce & Gabbana clutch and strappy, black Manolo Blahniks. She had brushed on light make-up and left her straight blond hair down.

Rory, on the other hand, was wearing a blue, halter BCBG dress. It was loosely fitted and had elastic around the hem at the bottom, making it stay in place. It ended at the same place that Paris' did and she paired it with a Michael Kors silver clutch and strappy, silver Jimmy Choos. She also had on light make-up and wore her curly brown ringlets down. Heads were going to turn when these two fifteen year olds walked into the room.

Just as they got to the bottom of the stairs, a knock on the door signaled the arrival of the limo. The ride there was a silent one, as the two girls were deep in thought. Rory was thinking about boarding school and the people that she'd meet, while Paris was thinking about the many different ways that she could kill Kevin. Their thoughts were put on hold, however, as they arrived at the Hayden mansion. There were many foreign and expensive cars parked out front.

The driver got out and went around the car to open the door. Paris got out first and Rory followed. They made their way quickly to the door, which was opened by a maid before they could open it themselves.

"There's Grandma," Paris muttered, as she and Rory made their way through the crowd. Emily was surrounded by many friends of hers.

"Might as well get the rounds over with," Rory said, putting her society mask in place like Paris had just done.

Emily spotted them as they made their way to her. She turned to them and gave both of them a kiss on each cheek. "Rory, Paris, I would like you to meet some friends of mine," she told both of the girls.

Standing beside her was a blond couple, also known as Logan's parents. The blond couple beside them was Tristan's parents, while the dark-haired man and the blond woman standing next to them were Colin's father and his seventh blond trophy wife. There were also three couples that neither of the girls had ever met before. One was a dark-haired man and a blond woman, the other was a dark-haired man and woman. The last couple, however, was tanned and exotic-looking, with dark hair.

"You, of course know Mitchum and Shira Huntzberger, as well as Ethan and Katherine DuGrey, Phillip McCrae and his new wife, Jessica," Emily said, her society smile firmly in place.

"Yes, of course, how are you?" Rory said politely.

"Very well," Mitchum said, forcing a smile. He had never really liked that the girl didn't want anything to do with Logan. It was commonly known that she would be the heiress to both the Hayden and Gilmore fortunes. She would be a good match for a Huntzberger.

"I'd also like you to meet Finnegan Rothschild the First, his wife Phillipa Morgan-Rothschild, David and Amelia Vanderbilt, and Alan and Miranda Bergdorf," Emily introduced, gesturing to each of the three new couples.

"It's very nice to meet you," Paris said, smiling.

"Same to you, dear," Finnegan told them, grinning. "Rory, I believe that you'll be attending the same boarding school in Australia as our dear children," he said dramatically.

Rory laughed. "It is quite possible," she told him, smirking.

"Touché, my dear," Finnegan said, laughing. "Watch out for my son, Finn, he's quite the character."

"I'll keep that in mind, Mr. Rothschild," Rory said, laughing. She knew that these were not typical society types; they actually loved their kids, and were a bit eccentric.

"None of this, Mr. Rothschild, business," Finnegan told her, waving his hand. "It's Finnegan."

That statement surprised everyone standing there. All of them had had to wait months to call him that, and a few of them couldn't still call him that.

"Rory, you'll also be rooming with my daughter, Stephanie," Amelia said, smiling. She, like Finnegan and the others in the three couples, loved this girl already. "She's best friends with Finn and Robert."

"I'm sure we'll all be great friends," Rory said, sincerely. She knew that if the children were anything like their parents, they would get along just fine.

"Of course, dear," Finnegan said, impatiently. "Would you like to dance with me? It is your party, after all," he said, offering her his hand.

She looked to his wife, who just smiled at her and nodded. She took that as an okay and took the hand that he offered.

"Splendid, darling," he said, grinning. Rory laughed at him as he led her onto the dance floor. They began waltzing, all attention in the room turning to them.

"Mother," Lorelai said sharply, coming to Emily. She took no notice of the other couples and Paris standing there. "What the hell is Rory doing dancing with Mr. Rothschild? I swear if she messes this deal up for me..." she trailed off, muttering under her breath.

"Or what Lorelai?" a woman said, coming up behind Lorelai. They all looked to the new comer while Paris gasped and threw herself into the woman's arms.

"Mommy!" she shouted, hugging the woman tightly.

"Hello, darling," Marissa Gilmore-Gellar greeted her daughter. "Or what Lorelai?" she asked her sister again, letting go of her daughter to look at her younger sister.

"This is none of your concern, Marissa," Lorelai said coldly.

"I think that my niece is my business," Marissa stated. "I've had to deal with her coming to my house in the middle of the night because you've ignored her or insulted her. I'm done with you doing that to her."

"Guys, now is not the time to do this," Paris said, becoming aware of the people watching.

"Oh, we will," Marissa told her sister, going over with her daughter and Emily to Francine. Angrily, Lorelai just stalked back to Christopher.

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"So what will you major in when you go to college?" Finnegan asked Rory as they waltzed.

"Most likely law," Rory told him, smiling softly. "I know most about that and it's what I actually like. Insurance really isn't my thing, but I'll do it anyway," she shrugged.

"Fascinating," he muttered. "My son, Finn, will be taking over the hotel and resort chain that we own, as well as the banking firms."

"Interesting," Rory said. She really liked this man; he entertained her.

"What college do you plan on attending?" he asked her, curiously.

"Yale, of course," she said, shrugging. "I've wanted to go there anyway, so I'll go there first, then to Princeton to please the Haydens for graduate school."

"Yes, of course," he said. "You'll be in the Life and Death Brigade, I assume," he said, raising his eyebrows.

"Not like I have a choice," she said, smirking. "I need to take more risks, anyway."

"Stick with Finn, Robert, and Steph and they'll have you doing daring things within the first week," Finnegan told her seriously.

She laughed and said, "If these children are anything like all of you, I'll be happy to be friends with them. You're different than normal society people."

"That's because we're technically not society people," Finnegan told her, laughing at her confused expression. "My wife and I are Australian. We raised Finn there, so that's where he is a lot of the time. The Vanderbilts raised Stephanie in California until she was ten and the Bergdorfs were in London until Robert was eleven. We've kept them all together mostly, though," he told her shrugging.

"That sounds nice," Rory said seriously. She never did family things, as she couldn't be near Lorelai without her ignoring her or insulting her and near Kevin without him making fun of her or just being an ass.

"You don't have the best family life, do you?" Finnegan asked, sensing what she was thinking about.

"Not really, no," she said truthfully.

"Tell me about it," he offered, as the song changed again. They took no notice of it, but both of them became aware that all eyes in the room were on them. Rory signaled to Paris to dance with someone when she saw that her Aunt Marissa was there. She was pleased, but confused at the same time. Just then, Paris took David Vanderbilt onto the floor and Marissa took Alan Bergdorf. Rory mouthed 'thank you' to both of them.

She turned back to Finnegan, who was laughing softly. "Don't like the room's reaction?" he asked knowingly.

"Don't like all eyes to be on me all the time," she said, smirking. "Some of the times, I can deal with it."

"Believe me kid, hang out with our kids and you'll be a totally different person," he told her, smirking. "Now, tell me about this family life."

Rory hesitated slightly, before deciding to tell him anyway. "You know the story of my birth, do you not?" she asked, continuing when he nodded. "Well, I have a twin brother, Kevin. He's friends with Logan Huntzberger, Colin McCrae, and Tristan DuGrey. About 6 months ago, my grandparents decided to announce to all of us that I was to be the heiress, and only me," she rolled her eyes.

"So he's angry about that?" Finnegan asked, curious. He knew that this girl didn't have the greatest life from what Emily had told him, Phillipa, and the other two couples.

"Among other things," Rory said. "He doesn't like that I actually like society and that I fit in perfectly. He doesn't fit very well. I guess he's like my mother. She and my Aunt Marissa don't get along because of that," she said, sighing.

"Do you not have a good relationship with your mother either?" Finnegan asked, curious. He had heard from other society families that Lorelai was a doting mother.

Rory scoffed. "I don't have a relationship with the woman." At Finnegan's raised eyebrows, she decided to elaborate. "She favors my brother. She doesn't speak to me unless to criticize or insult me. Mostly, I'm just ignored by her. My father is okay, though. The only thing is that he doesn't like to get in between me, Lorelai, and Kevin."

"But you're close with your grandparents, aunt, and cousin?" he asked. He noticed that when Paris and Rory entered, when she spoke to her grandmother, and when she saw that her aunt was here.

"My aunt is mostly away on business with her husband. When she's here, she's more like my mother than Lorelai has ever been. Paris and I mostly stick together; we're best friends. Paris, Marissa, and I have a really good relationship with all of my grandparents. They never pressure me or criticize me like my mother does," she told him, shrugging. She had learned to let go of everything that Lorelai had done to her.

"Don't care anymore?" he asked, seeing her shrug her shoulders.

"Paris helped me realize that if they want to be like that, then I don't have to care anymore. I realized that it's true," she said nonchalantly.

"Well, remember, that whenever you need something or somewhere to go, my house is always free," Finnegan told her softly.

"Thank you," she said softly, touched.

"Any time, my dear. And I will assure Lorelai that you're not ruining our business deal," he added, smirking at Lorelai's scowling face.

"She's that pissed?" Rory asked, excitedly. She basically lived to make her mother mad, as of lately.

"Definitely," Finnegan told her, smiling. "I suppose we should go over there now- we've been dancing three songs," he said surprised.

"Has it been that many?" Rory asked, just as surprised. She really enjoyed talking to Finnegan and she was sad that it was over.

"Don't worry, darling," he said, grinning and looping his arm around her waist, walking with her to the group that they left. Paris and Marissa followed with the other two men behind them. "As I told you, I'm sure that Finn will bring you home often during school. We're going back there tomorrow evening."

"Wonderful," she said sincerely.

"You should come over for dinner with the kids," Phillipa exclaimed, hearing the conversation.

"Really?" Rory asked, surprised. She liked these people more than expected.

"Most definitely," Finnegan told her, grinning.

"I'll ask the others about it when I meet them," Rory said, genuinely touched that these people were being so kind to her.

"Finn will let us know," Phillipa told her grinning.

"Rory, I'm sorry to interrupt, but Dad and Straub want to give you your presents," Marissa said from behind them.

"Aunt Rissa!" Rory exclaimed, throwing herself into her aunt's arms. "What on earth are you doing here?"

"I persuaded Michael to let me come back to see you off," Marissa said, laughing.

Rory pulled back and said to the group, "Will you excuse me, please?"

"Of course, dear," Miranda Bergdorf told her.

"We'll see you tomorrow night, Rory," Finnegan told her, winking at her.

"Bye Finnegan," Rory said, kissing his cheek.

Marissa pulled Rory, looping her arm through hers. They were almost to the study when Rory's arm was pulled into a room. She dragged Marissa with her and they were met with the angry faces of Lorelai Gilmore and Kevin Hayden. Kevin's friends were sitting away from them, as to not get involved.

"Oh shit," Rory said loudly at the same time that Marissa gritted her teeth together.

"Lorelai," she said calmly.

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