Author's Note: Thank you all so much for your reviews. It took me a few days to update because I had to redo what I wrote already as I got an amazing idea from krazygurl. Thank you!! (That's my shoutout =]) I really appreciate constructive criticism and ideas as I'm not entirely sure where this story is headed. Unlike others writers, I don't have an outline for the story and I would appreciate some help. Thanks in advance!

Just a side note. I'm jumping from season 1 to season 4. Rory is now about to go to Yale. Everything else is the same. Italics are flashbacks. Thanks for reading and enjoy!

THREE YEARS LATER. RORY'S FIRST DAY AT YALE

Rory was so excited. In just a few short hours she would be arriving at Yale University, her new home for the next four years. Rory was thrilled to peruse the multitude of libraries, and to stroll the ivy covered hallowed halls of this prestigious college.

Rory thought back to her final decision to attend Yale. She had thought about it for weeks and made several pro-con lists. She still couldn't believe that she had been accepted to the Big Three, Harvard, Princeton AND Yale. Her mom was through the roof, she was so incredibly proud. However, Rory was torn. Should she stick with the original plan? Or stray to another path?

Rory remembered the conflict that came with the decision to apply to another college besides Harvard. It had brought major grief to the Gilmore family holidays.

It was the fourth Thanksgiving dinner Lorelai and Rory were going to attend. Lorelai wanted to skip this one more than anything, but Rory made her attend. They stood outside the big, stone house staring up at the looming door.

"You ready for this?" Rory had asked.

"Of course." Lorelai replied with a slight sarcastic tone.

"Even with the cold war?" Rory referred to the fight Lorelai and Emily had had when Emily visited the Inn to make sure Rory and Lorelai were coming for Thanksgiving.

"That's been going on for 34 years? I can manage."

"It's been a bit colder these past few weeks!" Rory stated as Lorelai rang the bell.

"Oh no. I'm fine. You know why? Because in two hours, and I do plan on extricating us from here in EXACTLY two hours, the night will be over, and I won't have to see them again until next year. Now, start your stopwatch." Lorelai rambled as Emily opened the door.

"Hello."

"Hi Grandma. Happy Thanksgiving." Rory said, giving Emily a bouquet of flowers.

"Thank you Rory." Emily accepted. "Happy Thanksgiving Lorelai."

"Happy Thanksgiving." Lorelai said aloud. To Rory she mumbled, "One hour and 59 minutes and 40 seconds."

Later that night, Emily, Richard, Lorelai and Rory sat at the Gilmore's huge dinner table surrounded by other company. There was Natalie and Douglass Swope, Emily's DAR friend and her husband, and Emily and Richard's international friends, Claude and Monique Clemenceau.

Natalie had made the mistake of bringing up Rory's applications. They were talking about how Rory had sent in all of her applications when Natalie asked her where she applied.

"Harvard." Rory replied simply.

"No word yet?" Douglass asked.

"I'm not supposed to hear back for a while."

"Where else?" Douglass inquired.

"Where else?" Rory echoed, seemingly confused.

"Where else did you apply? Your alternates."

"We're so curious, it's like we're going through this ourselves." Natalie interjected.

"I'm pretty much counting on Harvard."

"Well you didn't apply to just Harvard, did you?" Douglass asked again.

"No." Rory said quietly.

"No?" Lorelai suddenly joined the conversation.

"Am I prying?" Natalie asked warily.

"No." Rory comforted.

"We applied elsewhere?" Lorelai asked, trying to get more information out of the suddenly mute Rory.

The night went downhill from there. Rory announced to the table, to her mother's surprise, that she had applied to Harvard, Princeton, and Yale. Lorelai, being the assuming person that she is, immediately blamed Emily and Richard for forcing her hand.

Rory sat on her childhood bed, with all of her belongings surrounding her. She thought back to how angry Lorelai had been upon realizing that Rory was considering Yale. Yale was Richard's school, and Lorelai had been trying her whole life to do everything the opposite way that her parents would do. Lorelai couldn't fathom Rory's want for something she so desperately tried to escape.

Rory knew that Yale was the right college for her, and that in 3 hours she would finally be there. She just didn't know how she had come to this decision, although she didn't regret it.

Ignoring the panging feeling in the pit of her stomach, Rory thought ahead to the next 4 years. She was bound to do incredible things. She couldn't wait to meet so many new and diverse people. Maybe she'd even find someone to fill the hole in her heart created by whom she thought was the love of her life.

Author's Note: Tell me!! I know the time jump was a little confusing, but I want to look back on how Rory came to find out about Logan before she actually meets him. He's coming soon though, I promise! Review please!