Gilmore Girls: The Rewrite

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Rory pov

Its been two months since Logan and I found out that he might possibly have a kid. Logan decided that he just wanted to forget about it and see how things play out. I agreed with him. Other than that, things had been great. Yale was going good and I loved it there. I had gotten all of my Chilton assignments in on time. Headmaster Charleston had called to congratulate me on being Valedictorian. I had my speech ready. Graduation day was here and I was beyond ready. "And now...your valedictorian, Lorelai Hayden." Headmaster Charleston said.

I stood up from my chair and walked up to the podium. "Thank you Headmaster. The time has come my friends for us to say goodbye. Goodbye to our teachers...friends....and Chilton. It is time for us to start a new adventure. An adventure with endless possibilities. The only thing that I have left to say to you is don't be afraid to take a chance. Thank you." I said taking my seat. When graduation was over I went to find Mom, Dad and Logan. They all hugged me.

"You were great." Logan said putting an arm around my shoulders.

"Thanks." I said.

With graduation over, I could focus on summer. Logan and I were spending the summer with Steph, Collin and Finn on his Dad's yacht. Logan said that he wanted a summer away from Hartford and New Haven. I was excited. Logan would be moving in with me when we returned from our trip and I couldn't be happier. Things were quite great with us.

While on our trip, we stopped in Italy, Greece and Spain. We had a week left on our trip and we were still docked in Spain. Collin, Finn, and Steph had gone to a beach party. Logan and I had decided to stay on the boat. We were on the deck, sitting in a lounge chair with me leaning back against him. "This is nice." I said.

He kissed the top of my head. "Yeah, I'm gonna miss this when we go home." He said.

"I know the feeling." My phone starts ringing. "Ugh." I look at the caller ID...Mom. "Hey Mom."

"Ror, you need to come home." Mom said. She was crying. I sat up.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It's Grandpa Straub, honey. He passed away this morning."

"What?" I felt tears run down my face.

"Mitchum is sending a plane and there will be clothes on the plane for you guys."

"Okay." I said and hung up. I sat there frozen.

"Babe? What is it? What's wrong?" Logan asked.

"Grandpa Straub died this morning. We have to go home. Your Dad is sending a plane."

"Okay. I'll call my Dad and get the flight information." Logan said and goes to call his Dad.

Several hours later, we find ourselves at my grandmother's house. I was sitting on the couch in the sitting room when Logan came and joined me. He put his hand on my knee. "Babe, you okay?" he asked.

The only thing that I could do was nod. The next couple of days felt like a dream. I felt like everything was happening in slow motion. The day after the funeral we gathered in Grandma Francine's living room to meet with Grandpa's lawyer. He went over the will.

"To my granddaughter Rory, I leave her...her inheritance, trust fund and the title of the Hayden heiress." The lawyer said.

"What?!" I said.

"Ror, calm down." My dad said.

"I need to get out of here." I said getting up and walking out. When I got outside, I felt anger. Sure I had grown up in society and I had always had money but in the back of my mind, I had always wanted less. I didn't want to have a trust fund. I wanted to work and make my own money.