Gilmore girls: your own storyline.

Chapter 24

AN: Hi to anyone reading this. I haven't been posting as much as I want bc i never have the time. I'm not cancelling the story but just letting you know that I won't be posting on a fixed schedule anymore. I'm trying to post as frequently as possible but that's kind of hard so please be patient :) Please vote and comment bc I love reading your comments (even if your comments aren't related to the story, it's still fun).

Giselle's POV:

Standing here, on the walkway to the front door of my house, five and a half steps away from my mailbox, I take my father's wedding invitation out of its envelope.

The pleasure of your company is blah blah blah... at the wedding of

Kimberly Moore

&

Hugh Grey

blah blah... blah blah blah...

I carelessly shove the cream colored invitation back into its envelope then stomp into my house and march up the stairs. I walk along the long hallway until I find my room at the end and toss my shoes into my closet before placing the invitation into my desk drawer.

No way I'm going. Nope. No freakin way.

I check the time. It's about 8:30 pm.

I look around. It's just me in my big room. In my big house. Alone. If I were back in Canada, Abby, my best friend back home, would have come over with a large supply of alcohol and the rest of my old private school's student body. However, she isn't here in Hartford with me, she hasn't answered any of my calls since I left, and I don't feel like throwing a party.

I'm slowly accepting how boring my life is.

I change into my PJs and call Rory; maybe hearing about the rest of her day will lighten my mood.

Ringing.

"Hey Giselle," she picks up. she sounds anxious.

"Hi, I'm just bored. Any new developments in your life since we last saw each other?" I ask at an unchanging pitch.

"Actually, yeah," she answers me.

"do tell," I inquire with curiosity in my voice.

"Well, when I came home I spent some time with my Grandpa and then Dean shows up with a car, and turns out that he actually finished building it for me, but for some reason, Grandpa got really mad and now they're at Hewes Bros Gas talking to Gypsie to check it. They haven't been back for almost an hour," she says in what seemed like a single breath.

"Wow, Rory slow down. Dean built you a car?" I ask in disbelief. "A car? like from scratch?" I ask again.

"yeah but that's not the point. The point is that--" she pauses.

"Rory their back!" I hear Lorelai yell in the background.

"Giselle I gotta go," Rory tells me.

"yeah yeah, go. Tell me about it at school tomorrow," I tell her.

"yeah I will," she says in a rush and the line goes dead.

"what do I have to do to get a guy to build me a car?" I ask myself out loud and sigh.

Once I put the phone down, everything is quiet.

I guess I'll just study for a while before I go to bed.

***

The next day I went to school and Rory told me about what happened the day before. Everything turned out fine in the end. She got to keep her car and her grandfather found some acceptance to that fact. Since it was a Friday, I went over to the dance studio and hung out there for a while. I've been working on a solo that kind of incorporates both ballet and modern dance. It's very freeing to do but it's a bit rough so I'll be working on it for a while. Jess crashed as he always does and we found ourselves just talking and hanging out for a while so I lost track of time. I didn't want to drive that late so Rory let me sleepover on the condition that I'll help her pick a picnic basket for this fundraising thing the town is having on Sunday.