miss americana | gilmore girls

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"Oh, that was quite possibly the worst whiff I've ever seen." Carter giggled as he and a few others watched Harley try to send her ball flying.

"The Dursts will not approve."

"I'll get her some lessons." Connor chuckled. Harley made a face that made his laughs stop but his smile grow larger. "Don't frown, Goldie. I'm sure you can stay far away from the green right along side Ivanka."

"You golf with the Trumps?" Harley questioned before shaking her head. "Silly question. Of course you would golf with the Trumps."

"Hey, maybe he can get you an in with some hot shot movie producer." Sadie wiggled her eyebrows. "I thought that's what Nik's groundbreaking student film was for." She giggled.

"If he ever finishes editing the damn thing." Connor snorted. "Takes a lot of time turning mediocrity into perfection." Nik shrugged. He was lounging on a float in the middle of the pool. He was fully clothed and Harley was very tempted to flip him over.

"What's crawled up your ass?" Connor scoffed as Harley came to sit in between his legs on a pool chair, his arms instinctively snaking around her and pulling her into his chest.

"I'm willing to bet it's got something to do with a certain red head who's coincidentally skipped out on our evening of fun." Piper smirked. "It's got nothing to do with Lizzie."

"So, where is she?" Mary wondered, her eyes moving over to Sadie who offered nothing more than an innocent shrug. "This is the fourth Friday funday she's missed this year." Carter reminded.

"She thinks your parties are gross, Knollcrest. That it's an obscene amount of money to waste on a random Friday when they have putt putt in town." Nik explained. "It's like two weeks worth of allowance and you can't get wasted at an adventure crossing." Carter scoffed.

"Are you sure you want to live with a socialist, Sadie?" Daniel quipped. "It's just a faze." Sadie assured the group. "Nik was such a pretentious prick that now she's money shy." Piper giggled.

"Me, pretentious?"

"Oh, right. Nik is the only real one." Mary reminded the group. "Right." Sadie laughed as Nik paddled back over to the steps and climbed out of his raft. There was a significantly smaller crowd now that the upper east siders had gone back to their manhattan homes.

Harley pecked Connor's cheek before standing up and following after Nik. "Hey, seriously, are you alright?" She called out as she ran to catch up with him. "Yeah, peachy." He shrugged. "Seems a little rotten."

"What do you want, Harley?" He sighed. "I want to know why you're being a complete jerk. Is it hate on Harley day or something because I thought we had evolved past the whole insider attitude?"

"You were interesting for a while. I thought you would prove to be different. You did not, and therefore you are no longer interesting." He shrugged. "What?"

"You get with Connor. The two of you have no common interests or values, yet somehow you stay in a relationship with him. I'm seeing big flashing yellow cation signs go off in my mind." He started.

"But maybe you're not the girl I thought you were because you're giving me sparkly eyes at Madeline's party and the construction site and we're bickering back and forth but we're also taking about Georgia O'Keeffe and Wassily Kandinsky and for a split second I thought you were different."