Everyone this is my first GG fanfic so go easy on me. I had this idea for a really long time, it originally was going to be a one shot but I made it a full fledge story. This is story is alternate reality of the end of S4, Rory had said yes to Jess when he asked her to come away with him. Logan is in New York because his Dad wants him to work for him to straighten him after Fiji or something like that.
Chapter one
August was a month Rory Gilmore loved and dreaded. Loved, because it would soon be the beginning of a new year filled with classes of learning and having insightful discussions about Kafka, Hemingway, and Shakespeare. Dread, because it would soon be the end of a fun, relaxing period of leisurely reading and frequent movie nights with Lorelai. In August 2004, Rory had different feelings associated with August: uncertainty and suffocation. She felt uncertainty because she didn't know what was going to happen when August was over. Every August Rory knew where and if she was going to school, but now she didn't know. In 29 days Yale started and Rory didn't have a straight plan on what to do. She had her job at a small bookstore, but she couldn't go on working there for all eternity. More uncertainty came now while she was awaiting the New York Post to give her this summer internship that she had applied to, yet that internship would only last 15 days, and she needed to figure out a plan. She had two choices; one to continue living in the sham of a relationship, or to go back and admit to her mother and grandparents that they were right.
Why had she said yes? It was the question Rory had asked herself every day for the two and half months that she had been living in Jess's moldy old apartment. When Jess first asked Rory to run away with him, Rory thought they would finally become the couple that she imagined they would be when she had a crush on him and was still with Dean. That they spent hours talking about music and literature, and when she would kiss Jess, Rory would feel alive, which was something Dean couldn't make her feel. However, when she and Jess became a couple the first time, she felt the excitement of his kisses but they stopped talking about the things she imagined they would talk. Even worse, they never talked at all except when they were fighting, and he refused to go anywhere with her. When Jess had come to her dorm that night, Rory felt that now they were grown up and they could be the couple she imagined them being. However, she had been wrong again. For 3 weeks she had enjoyed the physical pleasure of them making out, but they still never talked. Rory would try to get him to talk but he would always answer back with a monosyllabic grunt. However, Rory didn't know that something was wrong until the end of the third week when she had given him her virginity. Rory didn't know why. Had it been because she didn't want Jess to leave her, or because she got caught up in the physical pleasure he gave her? Nevertheless, the act had been painful and routine devoid of tenderness. When Rory had woken up the next morning, Jess had left. She had panicked and was worried about where he went. She had breathed a sigh of relief when he had come back that night, but he didn't speak. He just went to his room and slammed the door. Jess was always gone after that, and would always come home late; he would claim to be at one of his two jobs or planning for a bookstore with his obnoxious friends. Rory at first would try to tell him how she wanted him to spend more time with her, but he had yelled at her saying not all of them could've rich grandparents like her. Rory cried as she thought about her grandparents. She missed them and she knew they probably wouldn't speak to her if they found out where she was. Her mother, in one of her brief calls had said that she had told them that she was at some journalism camp. Her mother lied for her, very unlike Lorelai, yet was it not the first time that Lorelai had lied to her parents. She and Lorelai had barely spoken on the phone after Lorelai had yelled at her, and told her to come home immediately saying Jess wasn't good for her. However, Rory had yelled back saying Jess had changed. Lorelai would call every two weeks but their calls were brief and about trivial matters like the weather. Her mother was hoping that she would change her mind, so did she, but she was not going to give her mother the satisfaction. Still, she kept counting the August days to the first day of school.
R/L R/L R/L
August meant a lot to Logan Huntzberger. It was the last four weeks that were left for Logan to enjoy his carefree lifestyle of traveling, partying, and hanging out with the friends he cared about. In August 2004 Logan counted two more years until he graduated from Yale, and he was grateful that Fiji had bought him another year. He still was paying the consequences for it. Logan was dragged to boring meetings everyday, and had to help Mitchum running the newspaper he had recently acquired, the New York Post. Logan didn't hate newspapers although he would never admit it out loud; he hated becoming the man his father was. A man who was always about work, never asked how his day was, or how Colin and Finn were, never taking the time to play catch or watch a baseball game. All conversation with him was about work, or how Logan was letting him down. Logan didn't want to become him, and he hoped that these 29 days of August would go by fast so he could enjoy his last two years.
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Sorry I wrote less about Logan, but I will try and write more about him in the next chapters.