Chapter 1- So are the days of a Gilmore… (Back to year 2007)

Rory fought the urge to click her pen for it would annoy those around her who still hadn't finished the test. She resulted to take her impatience out buy tapping her foot silently against her chair. She was in the last exam of the year, most students had left the esteemed walls of Yale a week ago but Rory had to hold back to write her final literary exam.

These summer holidays she planned to just spend with Jess Mariano. Of course she would have to spend some time with her mother and her grandparents but it would mainly be about Jess. Jess Mariano was Rory's boyfriend who lived back in her home town. He worked along side his uncle Luke at the local diner.

She looked over and saw that next to her, Paris, her best friend at Yale, was also finished and now just stared out the window at the front of the exam room. Rory began to observe her friend as Paris' stray golden hair fell loosely around her fair skin until the sound of the teacher echoed through the hall.

"Ok time! Pens down, please!" He yelled and Rory placed hers down and handing her paper to the woman who walked down her aisle collecting them. They were given freedom to leave and Rory jumped up out of her seat.

Paris ran over to her and they both met in a hug. They left the hall together and walked towards their dorms where they would do their final packing before leaving Yale for the summer break. They finally arrived and walked in, the sight of everything boxed up took Rory aback for a moment.

"It looks so different!" Paris exclaimed walking over to the CD player and putting in her The Cure album. Rory bent down to the cooler and got out the last two lemon lime and bitters, after throwing one over to Paris, she took a sip from her own.

Rory was 20 years old and a very smart student at Yale University in Connecticut. She had long brown hair that slightly curled naturally and that framed her beautiful doll face perfectly. Her eyes were the most dazzling shade of blue and grey that many people had ever seen and she never felt inclined to tell them differently.

Rory was the happiest person anyone could really come across, with a mother who she shared an almost freaky bond with and a thirst for literature that would rival Shakespeare! A very hot boyfriend who traveled the full 22 miles to visit her every weekend and friends to boot- she seemed to be living a perfect life! But of course there were a few little glitches in her tale; for one she never knew her real father. His name was Serious Black and he left her mother and her when Rory was just two years old!

Lorelei, her mother, always said that she would never love again after Serious and for a reason to which Rory would never understand (or which her mother said) she knew that Serious still loved her and she would wait for him to return to her!

The Will and Grace Theme tune, her mobile phone ring tone, broke out and Rory rushed to her phone and pressed the green button quickly.

"Hello," she said into the receiver as she sat down on one of her stuffed cardboard boxes that held most of her school books from Yale.

"Hey there," replied the caller and Rory recognized the voice as her mother's. "I was just wondering who was picking you up from Yale."

"Mom, you know Jess is!" Rory replied looking around the room and noticing she had nothing more to pack. Looking down at her watch she also noted that Jess would be at her dorm any moment.

"Yes but your Sid wannabe doesn't have the best track record…" Lorelei began but Rory hated it when her mom bagged out Jess. Rory had faith in her boyfriend and even though his fashion sense which really just was an assortment of baggy jeans and leather jackets, she knew he had the smarts that topped her! But no one else gave him the chance to show that!

"Ok, there better be a legitimate reason for this phone call! If not I'm hanging up," Rory said impatiently and she heard Lorelei sigh.

"I'm just wondering when you're planning to see your beautiful mother," Lorelei said and Rory could hear the busy sounds of the inn her mother owned.

"Lunch time tomorrow… around one, I'll pick you up from the house!" Rory compromised and she heard her mother pretend to think about it- but in truth she was just dying to see Rory.

"Ok baby, see you then!" Lorelei began and Rory replied.

"Yes you will, bye," Rory hung up and saw Paris gawking out the window at the courtyard. Rory ran up beside her and saw that strolling through the cobblestone yard was none other then Jess! His hands were shoved in his jean jacket and his black button up shirt's sleeves was shoved up near his elbow. His hair was mess up and his collar popped and she knew that Paris was eying the sexy boy that was all Rory's.

"Who is that? My word he is gorgeous!" Paris exclaimed and Rory smiled devilishly, then turning down to see she was wearing rather crappy looking clothing.

"Look, I have to go get changed," Rory said to Paris as she ran quickly into her room and throwing open one of her cardboard boxes. She saw a brown skirt that went about half way up her thighs; she slipped on a yellow vintage tee-shirt and a straw hat. Applying a bit more makeup to some places that had won away she was rather satisfied at what looked back at her.

She heard a knock at their door and she ran out of her room, finding slightly difficult in her high heeled shoes, just in time to see Paris open the door. He casually waved at Paris before walking into the living room.

"I'm here to pick up Rory," he said and Rory watched in pride as Paris' face fell.

"Jess," Rory exclaimed from behind them, Jess turned around and brought Rory in for a tight hug and a tender kiss on her neck. "A whole two weeks without seeing you? I was going crazy!" She said as they drew apart.

"Can you have your little moment some where else- I think I may hurl!" Paris exclaimed in her usual pessimistic tone.

"Sorry, so you going to take all your stuff into my car," Jess began as she led him into her room and away from Paris' evilness which could spoil their romantic scene.

"Excuse me," Rory said in a mocking tone, putting her hand to her forehead. "I am a lady! I will do no such thing! I just need a strong man to whisk them away!" Jess laughed at Rory's playfulness and Rory couldn't help but laugh at herself as well.

"Would you like me to carry you're boxes," Jess asked even though he knew the answer. Rory fluttered her blue eyes and he sat down on the bed and brought her down with him and when both their heads lay on the pillow he pulled her close.

The night before she awoke in the same bed with sweat running down her face, her eyes open and her heart racing, she had had a bad dream. Actually that wasn't the way to describe it; she had a bad feeling! She felt that apart of her was missing… she felt emptiness inside of her, like a cut that was constantly having salt thrown in.

"Hey Rory… what's wrong?" Jess asked his voice ripe with concern.

"Lord only knows," Rory exclaimed moving in closer to Jess as he hugged her. "Mom told me that it was around this date that Dad left us… She's always in a bad mood around this time and brings down this box full of things that remind her of him. I expect to see the box being dragged out of the closet when I see her tomorrow."

"All you have to do is put on your Mary Sunshine face and she will forget her problems," Jess said and Rory smiled sweetly. The door burst open and she sprang up to meet the eyes of Paris.

"Oh, dear god! Couldn't you wait until you got to his apartment," Paris exclaimed and Rory jumped out of the bed along with Jess.

"Well, don't burst into the room Paris!" Rory said back but Paris had already flounced out of the room in her overdramatic way. Rory turned and smiled over at Jess who stood there looking down at his feet.

"I'm sorry about Paris; she was slightly taken aback by you…" Rory excused, straightening her skirt so she didn't have to look at Jess who was boring his eyes into his skull.

"Who was she expecting? Some guy in a suit that talked about the New Yorker and was well bread and spent most of his life in boarding schools?" He quipped and Rory shrugged.

"Who knows what goes through her mind. I mean its Paris, Jess; I never know what's going in her mind. All I can say about that man you just described, he's ever so boring!" Rory began to walk over to Jess who was scuffing his black converse on her wooden floor. She wrapped her arms around her neck and inhaled his smell of coffee and the faint smell of cigarettes. "And I think that you are much better then him!" He smiled broadly despite his 'I'm too cool to smile' attitude.

"Oh Rory," He sighed brushing his thumb under her jaw; his face inched closer to her own and enclosed his lips upon her own. She smiled up at him and brushed a bit of his jelled hair out of his face. "Let's get you to my house!"

"It's the first summer holidays I'm not spending with Mom!" Rory exclaimed as she attempted to lift a box but gave up because it was causing major back pain. Jess stood next to her and she moved aside and he lifted it with ease.

"Well, we'll definitely make the three months we have together very entertaining," Jess said and Rory giggled as he began to walk out of her room with the cardboard box.