My favorite Mary

Chapter 1: Rory's life

Rory's POV:

9 years ago: 2007-2008

So after I turned down Logan's proposal I got a job with Hugo Gray. I have been on Senator Obama's campaign trail for fourteen months now. I am on my way back home. 

I am so glad to be going home the past fourteen months of riding on this cramped-up bus and staying in the most horrid motels were awful. 

I am going to Stars Hollow to spend a couple of weeks with mom and then I am moving to New York City. I got hired at the New York Post and I start in four weeks. 

I got the features writer job and I am so excited because that is the same thing I did at the Yale Daily News. I have saved most of my money from the campaign trail so when I came home I could get my own place to live. 

I miss Logan it has been fourteen months since we broke up and I haven't seen him or any of the guys because I have been on the road more than home. I got a couple of weeks off for Christmas and that has been my only break. 

The bus drops me off at the stop in Hartford and I catch another local bus to Stars Hollow. I climb on and take my seat. 

When the bus arrives in Stars Hollow I climb off and grab all my bags. I make my way across the street to Luke's I really want some good coffee.

I walk in and hear the bell ding above the door and smile. I have missed that bell. I walk up to the bar and wait for Luke to notice me.

"Here is a menu I will be back in a moment to take your order." He says as he is looking at his order pad. 

"I don't need a menu," I responded smiling. 

He turns his head and notices me. He runs around the bar to give me a hug. "Rory I am so happy to see you. Does your mom know you are home?"

It was so good to be home...

2009:

I moved to Brooklyn and was writing for the New York Post. Life was good I had a good thing going at work and had made a few friends. Chrissy, Stacy, and Tracy had all become good friends. 

Chrissy is also a writer, Stacy works in printing, and Tracy he works on leads for stories. We all became a good friend group. We go out to dinner and sometimes we go to clubs most nights of the week. 

2010:   

I was still working for the Post and had started dating again I began a relationship with Greg who was Chrissy's neighbor. We dated for about six months but I never felt that connection so I ended it. I began writing freelance pieces for another paper as well as I am still working at The Post.

So after Greg and I broke up I decided to take a dating Hiatus and swore off men. 

Mom and Luke were still dating and living together. I wished they would just hurry up and get married. 

Dad is still living in Boston he is working at my Grandpa Strobe's office. Gigi lives with him and then flies out to Paris to live with Sherry. 

2014:

I met this guy named Paul and we started dating. We get along well and he is really nice. I don't really feel that spark with him either but it's nice to be in a relationship. So we just date and see each other when I am in town. 

I have started traveling for The Post and so I am only home a week or so per month. Always chasing a story. 

I am traveling to Hamberg, Germany later this week. I am working on an article. So I won't see Paul for a few weeks. I mean most days I forget about him not sure why that is. I have never forgotten about a boyfriend before. 

The last time I was home I packed and left for the airport. He was still asleep and I completely forgot he was there. When I arrived at the airport he sent me a text wondering where I had gone. 

I lied and told him it was easier for me to just get a cab to the airport rather than to disturb him. I asked him to lock up and told him I would see him when I returned. 

While in Hamberg I ran into the last person I ever expected to see the one and only Logan Huntzeberger. We ended up sleeping together and I came up with this stupid Vegas agreement. I felt bad when I remembered I had a boyfriend who I was dating. 

See once again I completely forgot about him. So, Logan and I agreed to see each other anytime we were in the same country. 

2015:

Still dating Paul altho I can't believe we are still together I always forget to call and text him. I am a busy person but still. 

I am still seeing Logan I am working on a story with Naomi Shropshire. So, I am in London for several weeks a month and I stay with him when I am there. We have been in our Vegas agreement for over a year now. 

I really want a real relationship with him. I mean I am in love with him or at least I think I am. I always have been I don't know why I was so stupid and said no to his proposal. I should have said yes and just made him agree to a long engagement. 

He was also stupid for telling me it was all or nothing. If he wouldn't have given me that stupid ultimatum we could still be together and by now we would have been married and maybe started our family. 

This year has been rough we lost Grandpa and that was a really hard loss. Logan wanted to come and support me during the funeral but I said no because it would have shown that we were more than just friends. 

Logan makes it so hard to be around. I am constantly in his arms when we are around each other and the fact that he actually liked my grandpa and my grandpa liked him would make it even harder. 

2016:

I am not working anywhere I gave up my job and my apartment in Brooklyn. I am now living back in Stars Hollow with mom.

She and Luke are finally getting married in November. I have got to get my life together I am currently working at the Gazette or not really working because I don't get paid but it is at least something to occupy my time. 

I ended things with Logan because Odette moved in with him and I can't be the other woman anymore. Paul and I broke up. Paul finally had enough and told me it just wasn't working out. The bad part was I had been trying to break up with him for a few months and honestly just kept forgetting to text him and end it.

I am going back to New York and see if I can get my life back together. I am going to go stay with Paris for a few weeks and I hope I can get a job and get my life back on track. This is not where I saw myself at sixteen. 

When I started going to Chilton my goal was to attend Harvard and become Christine Amanpour and trust me at thirty-two I am nowhere near being her or like her.