Summary: Rory and Logan are done. While Rory is moping around, Lucy gets sick of it, and tells her that she is going out with her and "new boyfriend," and Rory gets set up… Literati!

Chapter 1: Tonight I Wanna Cry

"Ron: Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?
Harry, Hermione: No!
Ron: Yeah, well, what's life without a few dragons?"

Rory is listening to this banter while consuming yet another bite of the delicious chocolate-chip cookie-dough ice cream, out of the carton. The couch is littered with tissues, half-eaten candy wrappers, and quite a few books. Paris loudly enters the room to get a bottle of soda. As she passes by the couch, Rory looks up at her with a tear-stained face, her eyes welling up again.

"I'll clean it up, I swear, just give me some time!"

"Yeah, sure, time. It's been two weeks! You could have driven to California and back again, instead of eating your weight and a half in junk food! You need to get out of here! NOW!" Paris sharply yells at Rory, trying for the millionth time to convince her to leave the apartment.

"If I'm really bothering you, I can just go to Stars Hollow. I'm sure my mom would let me wallow!" Rory gets up and stalks into the other room, only to turn around with a fresh bag of chips to bring back to the couch.

There is a knock on the door, and there is a shout from the hall. "Let me in, I bring donuts and coffee!"

Rory doesn't budge, and Paris looks at her strangely. "I guess you must be really upset if you don't even want donuts and coffee." Paris walks to the door, opening it to find Lucy standing on the other side.

Lucy barges in, walks straight to Rory's room, and starts destroying the closet, hunting for something.

"Hey! What are you doing! That closet was very organized!" Rory's protests were ignored, and Lucy continues ransacking her closet, finally returning with a light blue halter-top, dark, fitted jeans, and pumps. She throws them at Rory. "Umph! What was that for?!"

"Get up! You are coming with me. We're going out. I'm tired of you moping around! Put this on, go do your hair, put on some make up. If you want, we can even walk by Logan's apartment to show him what he's missing! All I know is you're coming with me tonight, even if I have to drag you! We're leaving in fifteen minutes, and you better be ready!" Lucy sits down on the chair to wait as Rory stares at her blankly.

"Lucy," Rory groans, "I already told you, I need more time to get over this. I'm not going out tonight to do God knows what, just so I can come back here and cry more! I don't want to get hurt again!"

Paris interjects "Where is your pride Rory? You can't let him kick you around like this! You don't belong to him, and I'm not sure you ever did. You are independent, you are strong, and you NEED to get out of my apartment!"

"Yeah, come on Rory! Besides, I've been dying to introduce you to someone! Please!" Lucy pleads.

Rory rolls her eyes, and says, "Fine, but only because I'm such a good friend!" She grabs the clothes, storms into her room, and slams the door behind her.

"Whatever you need to tell yourself!" Lucy calls after her.