"𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐."
victoria leigh gilmore was forever in her older twin's shadow. destined for great things but never truly seen by those around her. her mother never played favourites, but the same couldn't be s...
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it was a very loud no that exited victoria's lips when her mother asked if she wanted her grandmother's hairstylist. no offence to emily but she was a lot younger than her and her hairstylist was not one she would trust.
after that, she went back to her homework while rory showed dean neil young videos to try and get him to feel better about wearing tails and gloves. it shocked victoria that he was putting up so much of a fight over it. when she told jess he didn't argue (she hadn't really given him time but he was still okay with it). and he wasn't even her boyfriend.
still, she didn't say anything, too engrossed in the paper in front of her.
her head shot up when she heard a horn honking. rory shot up and ran outside to their dad but victoria was slower. she reached him as he told rory that 'a lady never runs out to meet a caller who hasn't been announced'.
"follow your sister's example. she's shaping up to be quite a lady."
"my wild ways have been tamed, rory's not so much," she quipped.
christopher smiled, "well, thank god i'm here now. i missed you both."
rory pulled him into a hug, "me too." she pulled away.
"still not a hugger, tori?" christopher spoke.
she shook her head, "not really."
lorelai took the attention off of victoria by asking about his car. she knew it wasn't that the girl didn't like hugs, it was that she wasn't a fan of her father. to her, he was the man that left, that didn't try and it was going to take a lot more than this for her to forgive him.
"well, i needed more space. i had something big to haul," christopher answered, opening the trunk. "i believe this belongs to you." he pulled out a copy of the compact oxford english dictionary for rory. she freaked out, taking it from him, and the magnifying glass before running back inside. "and this you." he pulled out a faux leather bound notebook and pens.
vee smiled, taking the gifts from his outstretched hands, "thank you."
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luckily for victoria, she had training in dancing. sure, it was the training chilton had given her but it was good enough to get her through the training miss patty was forcing them into.
rory and dean, however, were terrible. and because they were terrible, dean's focus wasn't on the fact jess, who he didn't really like all that much, was there.
"god, if we have to stop one more time, i'm gouging my eyes out," tori seethed.
"i'm sorry," rory exclaimed. "you can quit."
"and have to witness you dance poorly from the sidelines instead of being up there with you? no way."
rory smiled, knowing that even if she was insulting her in that sentence, what she really meant was that she was with her sister. no matter what. and rory had known that despite her offer, tori would never back down from something she'd talked her into. tori would face humiliation and worse for her sister. it was just a question of if rory would do the same for her. a question that tori tried to avoid dwelling on whenever it popped into her head. she would love to think that rory would. so, she does.
