In which Trust-fund Baby Eleanor Hayden is confronted with a reality check in the form of Logan Huntzberger.
Eleanor is many things. She is the daughter of Christophers' older brother, Star Alumni of Chilton Preparatory School and now Writer for th...
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The soft sound of happy birds chirping sounded in Eleanor's ears, as bright sun rays made their way into the tent the brunette shared with her cousin. Her head had a soft pounding sensation, due to the more than a few glasses of champange consumed the previous evening.
Eleanor groaned slightly, as she sat up in the uncomfortable travel-bed, happy for the warm socks Rory reminded her to bring.
"Oh, finally, you're up," Rory greeted Eleanor, looking up from the book she youngest Gilmore had brought.
"Since when are you up so early?" Eleanor asked, eyebrows furroed as she got up and began getting ready. Dressing in a brown mini skirt, with a thick knitted sweater on top.
"Since today we finally find out what this secret event is all about," Rory grinned, jumping up from her bed, as she passed Eleanor her boots. Eleanor took them gladly, as she washed her face in the sink, brushing her teeth.
"Thanks," Eleanor mumbled, toothbrush between her lips as she turned to her cousin, "I need a coffee."
"Then let's fine us some," Rory smirked, heading out of the tent when she noticed that Eleanor was done. Eleanor followed closely behind her, eyes squirming at the bright light. Eleanor held a hand up over her eyes, before quickly seeing Logan approach the pair.
