Chapter 3

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Paris

This Finn guy is really bugging me. After Doyal and I broke up, I threw myself into school then work. I became a nurse at the hospital and have been trying to find my parents. After they fled the country and left me with nothing but a few credit cards, I did what I do best. Work like crazy. When I graduated I started looking for them. But I haven't found anything. Then they showed up and now I'm more distracted then ever!
When I got home I was greeted with a white envelope and silver string. I opened it and read the invite.

Dear Miss. Geller,

We would like to invite you to one Finns, birthday celebration. Please wear formal attire, and arrive at 6:45 sharp.
Please enjoy the gift that should have been set inside your door.
-Finn

What?!
I raced inside and was greeted with another white box. Puzzled, I opened it and gasped. There wrapped in tissue paper was a beautiful black dress. I pulled it out and held it up. It was black with lace straps. The fabric had sparkles sewn into it. It had a V-neck, and hit the floor. It zipped up in the back, and was open to just below my breasts. The was a card.

Hope you like the dress, love. Please come tonight, I would like to talk to you in person.
-Finn

You've got to be kidding me.
There is no way, I'm going to this party! One, I have work tomorrow! And there is no way I'm gonna let him get the better of me. I, am Paris Geller! I, am a nurse! I, work till I drop! I, refuse to be left again. I sighed and placed the dress back in the box. I'm not going to let this guy, walk into my life and flip it upside down! I have other things to think about. Besides, he's a multiply girls at a time guy. I'm a one man girl. It wouldn't work out anyway.

It's been three hours. Three. And I got a call from my boss, saying he was forcing me to take tomorrow off. And the dress taunted me, till I was in the shower and doing my hair and make up before I could stop myself. I had slipped the dress on, with some heels, before heading out the door.
WHAT AM I DOING!!?

Rory

I was dead. So dead. Worse then dead. Worse then running a Calvin Cline dress. It's so bad!!! It's as if Charlie never got the Golden Tick and waisted away with his family! Wow, that was depressing. What the hell is a white box doing in my apartment? Wait, white box...?
I looked at the table, there with a white envelope sat. No. Please tell me Honor did not do this.

Ace,
There is an event to celebrate Finn. I would like you to attend. It starts at 6:45, don't be late.
-Logan

Not Honor. Definitely not Honor. I pulled my phone out and did the most logical thing I could do. I called mom.

"Gilmore house of Pleasures. We make all you pleasures real and affordable. How may I help you?"
"Mom! Help!"
"Rory? What's wrong?!"
"Come to the apartment!"
"I'm on my way."
A few minutes later, mom raced into the apartment. Since I live above Luke's, she grabbed coffee on her way up. She pulled me into a hug and handed me coffee.
"Ok, tell mommy why you called like the apocalypse is happening."
I took several deep breaths before I explained what happened earlier today. I watched moms face morph from shock, to horror, to pure excitement. By the end of the story she was clapping her hands. "You like him!!!"
"What! Mom! No! I can't! It's not right!" I exclaimed trying to calm my nerves.
"Yes you do. If you didn't, you wouldn't be freaking out right now. My logical daughter, you probably already made a pro/con list about him in the two months you've known him." She walked over to the white box and opened it. She pulled out a thin strap, navy blue, floor length dress with bright stars, moons, and constellations.
"Oh, honey, you have to go. Did you talk to Honor about this?" Mom asked as she handed me the dress.
"Yeah. She said to just be carful. But I can't get hurt like James hurt me. There is a reason I don't speak to grandma. Grandpa Strobe wants me to take over his law firm. I don't know if I can do that." I said while walking into the bathroom. And changing into the dress. I pulled my hair out of its ponytail, and ran a comb through it before taking the leave in conditioner bottle and spraying it in my hair. When my hair was wet enough clothes I threw in some muse, and held my bangs back with a clip. I put on my light pink lipstick, some blush, and mascara. When I came out, mom gasped. I felt blood rush to my cheeks and I looked down and played with the dress.
"Why am I going to this?" I asked, trying to find a way out of this.
"Because, as much as you deny it, you like him and want to see where it goes. Ignore what happened with James, go after what you want."
I looked at the clock and saw it was 6:30. I grabbed a tiny silver purse before kissing mom and leaving.

"Paris!" I called to my friend as I got out of the cab. She stopped and turned to me. I gasped at the dress she was wearing. It was very un-Paris like.
"Rory! Thank god!" I watched her look me up and down. "Where'd the dress come from?"
"One word, Logan. It was at my place with a note telling me to come here. After the talk with Honor and a break down it two, and some talking with mom-"
"Of course you called Lorelei."
"I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'm gonna try and do what makes me happy. I think Logan can help with that. So what are you doing here?"
"Same thing, but with Finn." She replied with a shrug.
Linking arms, we walked inside.

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