𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀

1. The Reunion

 "Lucy?" Emily yelled. I had just finished clipping my earrings on. "Coming, Grandma!"

"Don't you look beautiful?" Emily gasped as I walked down the stairs. I blushed.

"Grandma, I'm just going to school!" I played with the hem of my skirt.

"Well you look amazing."

I went to the dining room. My eyes were drawn to the picture of my mother on the mantelpiece.

I didn't know her very well. Emily had told me that she had my twin sister, Rory, and I at sixteen. She had left a year after we were born and had abandoned me here. I hadn't blamed her for leaving me here. She was a teenager, on her own. She couldn't have taken care of both of us. And it wasn't a bad life anyway. I had comfort and friends here. Actually, I didn't have friends.

I had seen Rory at least once or twice a year during holidays. But we would never talk. Just exchanged greetings as if we weren't sisters.

"Hi, Grandpa!" I said, kissing Richard on the cheek.

"Good morning, Lucy. Newspaper?" He greeted, handing me the arts section of the newspaper.

"Thanks." I started to read the newspaper, while eating a lemon danish.

"Beatrix! Please bring Mr. Gilmore more coffee!" Emily yelled.

Richard shook his head. "That's not necessary, Emily."

"Nonsense! You need energy!" Emily looked to me as I was finishing my food. "It's time to go to school."

I nodded. "I'll get my shoes."

I had lived with my grandparents all my life. They never talked about my mother unless I really bothered them. I loved Emily and Richard but I could see why my mom would leave. It was a suffocating environment and not made for everyone. Part of me always wondered if I would turn into her and as my sixteenth birthday neared it would be hard for my grandparents.

"Lucy, pay attention, please!" Ordered Mrs. Baker, slapping a ruler on my desk.

"Sorry, Mrs. Baker," I yawned. I had had a long night studying and preparing invitations for my birthday party which was in a month and a half. I was being forced to invite everyone in my class. None of them liked me. They said that "I shouldn't have been born" or "My grandparents were forced to take care of me". They hated me, I hated them.

"Look at her, she probably was up all night working for her meal. I heard that her grandparents hate her so much they won't feed her." I whipped around to see Jennie Morrison talking to her cronies.

"If I did, then at least I'm not a spoiled brat that has everything given to her." Everyone knew that Jennie has never done anything for herself. She had a private tutor that did all her work for her so that she would pass freshman year.

Jennie pursed her lips and turned back to her work.

"Girls, please focus! Or I will have to give you lunch detention!" I turned forward again. How dare she say that? She didn't even know the basics of driving a car. She had a chauffeur who drove her and her friends everywhere.

"We will now have a quiz on chapters five through nine," said Mrs. Baker, passing out the sheets. All the kids groaned.

Two minutes later, I was on question three out of seven, boys were throwing the quizzes around like baseballs, and the girl were using them to pass notes to each other. The bell rang. I turned in my work.

I was walking out of the classroom, when Jennie tripped me. I fell to the ground. The girls laughed and walked away. My papers were all over the place. I picked them up alone as other kids walked around me.

I approached the door into the Gilmore house, when I heard screaming from inside.

"I'm taking her with me and there is nothing you can do to stop it!" A woman yelled.

"Lorelai, we've already payed to send Rory to Chilton! You can't be asking us for another favor!" Emily yelled back.

"It's not a favor, I'm doing it! She's my daughter!" Lorelai? Lorelai Gilmore? That's my mother. That is my mother in there screaming at my grandparents. Why?

I walked into the den. Lorelai was standing up, confronting my grandmother, while Richard sat on the couch. They all looked to me.

"Lucy?" Lorelai asked. She started to smile. She had only seen me on a number of occasions. I was an identical twin to Rory, but to Lorelai, I'm a whole other person.

"Lucy, go upstairs and do your homework, please," Emily ordered. I started to head for the stairs, but Lorelai spoke.

"Lucy, please go pack you essentials. Now," Lorelai pointed to the stairs. I was torn. Should I pack? Or study? I looked to Emily and Richard. Richard nodded. I went to pack.

When I came down, Lorelai was standing by door. And my grandparents were standing next to her, powerless.

My mother opened the door for me and I hugged Emily and Richard. This was happening all so fast. I had lived in this house all my life, and I was leaving? To live with my mother who left me here?

"Lucy, call me if you need anything or if you want to come back," Emily comforted, putting a hand on my shoulder. "And we'll see you on Friday?" She looked to Lorelai, who nodded.

"Love you, Grandpa." My voice was shaky. I didn't understand what was happening.

"Love you, too, Lucy." This was definitely happening too fast. I walked out of the door, where a jeep was parked out front. As I stepped down the stairs, I heard Lorelai say good bye.

"I'll come for the rest of her stuff tomorrow."

I was leaving the only family and home I had ever known. What would happen?