You learn a lot from being the youngest. You get to see how your parents act and how your siblings get along better with each other than they do with you. But that was okay. My older brother and sister were closer in age than I was to them and they teamed up against my parents which meant that I got more freedom to do as I wished. Although I may have taken a little too much of that freedom.

"Well Sophia you're pregnant." I had figured that I was but this test was the proof I had been waiting for.

I thanked the doctor and I walked out of the clinic and out to my porsche. That is the one good thing about being rich. At least when you get bad news you get to drive away in style. I pulled up to the house. I could see Honor's car parked in the driveway which meant that Logan was going to be home any minute. I got out of my car and walked into the mansion and went up to my room. I heard Honor call my name as I went up the stairs but I didn't bother to answer her. I had one thing on my mind and that was getting out of this house before anyone found out I was pregnant.

I had no idea who the father could be. My brother taught me that serious relationships only lead to heart break. His college girl friend didn't want to marry him leaving him hurt enough to go and ruin his life in California in less than a year and wind up on our parents doorsteps begging my dad to let him work with him again. So I didn't have boyfriends, I had dates. Many dates.

I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door but I ignored it. Me not answering the door was not going to stop my sister however. She opened the door and sat on my bed.

"You know I called you."

"I know." I grabbed some shirts out of my closet and set them on my dresser.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing. So you called my name?" I turned to look at her.

"Yeah I wanted to talk to you."

"About?"

"Well mom and dad are going away for a few months and Logan is moving to New York which mean that you are all alone this summer."

"What is your point?" I never had a good relationship with my siblings so her attempt to play nice was not fooling me.

"Look I don't want to be in here as much as you don't want me here but mom wanted me to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Your relationships lately."

"What about them?"

"Well both mom and dad think that your lifestyle choices are bringing shame to the family name..."

"Get to the point I have things to do."

"Look I don't really care what you do it's your life just be careful and use protection."

"You're a little late with that speech..."

"What does that mean?"

"Nothing it's just that I've heard the speech before."

"Yeah well..."

"So is that it?"

"That and be down for dinner at six."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." I went back to what I was doing and I heard her leave my room.

It wasn't that my sister didn't care for me it was more of the fact that she had given up on me a long time ago. I am just seven years younger than our brother and well that means that I am a lot father in age with her. I had promised her that I would be at her wedding. She made me her maid of honor and well I really I wanted to be there, I did, it was just that our brother was going to be there and we were the ones who didn't get along.

When I was born I was my brother's worst nightmare. I had the blonde hair, the family smile, and all the charm that he had but I was daddies little girl. Honor was okay with the whole having a little sister thing but Logan was not. He tortured me when we were kids and as we got older our fights got uglier. We don't speak anymore and well I could care less but it broke Honor's heart. She has tried on many occasions to get us to speak or even be in the same room and up until recently there had been no luck. After she gave up on my when I didn't show up at her wedding my brother reached out to me and we are in the process of trying to work things out.

I put the shirts into a bag and placed it in my closet. I wanted to leave but now was not the right time. I closed my closet doors and then went over to my bed and laid down. I looked over at the clock and saw that it was five thirty so I still had sometime before I needed to go downstairs. I looked at the diploma which was on my dresser.

I had a bright future but that didn't seem to matter anymore. I had messed up my life and well at seventeen and an early graduate from high school I am going to be a mother.

There was a knock on my door at five fifty. I rolled over and sat up. The door opened and my dad walked into the room.

"Hi dad."

"Hi." He was looking around my room as if he was searching for something.

"Can I help you with something?" He looked at me and smiled.

"No but I was just coming to remind you that we have dinner in a few minutes."

"I know."

"Alright then I will see you down there." He pulled the door shut and I stood up and went into my bathroom and brushed my hair.

I took a few steps away from the mirror and looked at myself. I had figured that I was pregnant for the last month but until yesterday I had never taken a test. After taking a few at home test I decided that the best way to find out was to go to the doctors. I didn't want to go to the family doctor so I found a free clinic and went there instead. The doctor said that I was almost four months pregnant which is weird because I am not showing except for a very small belly. I pretty just look like I am getting fat. I rubbed my stomach and then went into my bedroom and slipped on some shoes and changed into a dress that was in my closet and then went down to the sitting room where my family was sitting.

"Here she is." My dad announced as I walked into the room.

"Been eating a lot of junk food lately?" My brother teased as I sat next to him on the couch.

"Yeah. I saw that you could pull off a few extra pounds so I thought I would give it a shot."

"Knock it off." I could see our dad's face starting to turn red.

"It is all in good fun dad." Logan wrapped his arm around my shoulder and then messed with my hair.

"I'm sure." Honor rolled her eyes and grabbed Josh's hand.

"So what did I miss?"

"Nothing really. We were just talking about the summer and everything." Honor took a sip of the drink she had in her hand.

"Speaking of summer are you sure you are going to be fine at home?" Our mother was grasping my dad's hand so tight it looked like it would fall off.

"I will be fine. It is not the first time that I will be left alone."

"But it is the longest amount of time." My dad freed his hand from my mother's death grip and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"Again I will be fine. Plus it is not like Honor and Logan will be that far away if I do need someone."

"Yeah we will check in on her and your stuff being as that is what you are really worried about."

"Logan..."

"Dinner is served." The maid spared us of any more intense family time. We all got up and followed her into the dining room and took a seat.

We were all seated when the dinner was placed in front of us. When the server took the lid off the dish the feeling of throwing up over came me. I got up and ran into the nearest bathroom and threw up. The smell of the fish that was placed in front of my face had made me ill and I was sure everyone noticed, although no one came after me.

When I was done I washed my face and rinsed my mouth out and then went up to my room. There was no way that I was going to sit at that table and pretend that nothing happened. It was an hour later than anyone came to check on me.

"Sophia?" My mom came into my room and then walked over to my bed where I was lying. "Are you okay? You never came back to dinner."

"I'm fine I just didn't feel well today and the food made my stomach hurt."

"Do you want me to bring you some left overs?"

"No. I'm not really hungry." She stroked my hair.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay well your father and I will be packing and if you need something just call."

"I will." She walked out of my room and closed the door behind her.

I got out of bed and walked over to the closet. My bag was sitting on the floor. I didn't know when I was going to be leaving but I needed to finish packing. I went over to my dresser and pulled out some underwear, socks, and pants and put them in the bag. Then I went to my piggy bank on my dresser and counted the cash I had in there. It was just over six hundred dollars. I wadded it up and slipped it into the bag with a jacket and two pairs of shoes and then I closed the bag and put it back into the closet and closed the doors. I looked at the clock. It was now almost eight at night. My parents were leaving at five in the morning and my brother and sister were leaving at five tomorrow and then I could figure out what I was going to do. I changed into some pajamas and climbed into bed a read a book for an hour and then called it a night.

When I woke up there was a note on my dresser, probably from my parents. I got up an read the note.

Sophia,

Didn't want to wake you but we are leaving. Call Honor if you need anything and don't break anything. See you when we get back.

-Mom and Dad.

I was surprised that they didn't sign it Mitchum and Shira. There was no I love you just a don't break anything and a call someone else if there is a problem. That was one thing that I would not miss about this family. I grabbed a pair of shorts and a shirt and then changed into them. I brushed my hair and then my teeth and made sure I didn't look pregnant and then went downstairs to eat breakfast.

There were a few boxes piled by the front door but I ignored them and walked into the kitchen and grabbed a pop-tart off of my shelf and ate it. Being as there was no one ever at home I was able to stash things like pop-tarts and chips on my shelf. No one other than the help noticed that they were there which meant I got as much crap as I wanted and I never got scolded for it. When I finished my pop-tart I grabbed a bottle of water and then headed up stairs to my room.

I grabbed my computer and then started to research places that I could go. First I checked out California. There were beaches and the Golden Gate Bridge but I couldn't see myself raising my child there. The next place I searched was Texas but I quickly changed my mind and then searched Florida. It had beaches like California and it was on the same coast as I was. I mean there were hurricanes but that was something that I could work around. I could see me raising my child on a Florida beach, or in a subdivision somewhere. Plus there was Disney and other places where I could take them. It just seemed right. I googled a bus schedule and then found the nearest bus station. There were a few different buses that left for Florida daily and I could see that this was going to be a great choice in the long run. I clicked off google and logged onto my Facebook page. There were a few notifications that I should check but I went to my status and posted 'My future is looking sunny!' and then logged off. I shut my computer down and then placed it on my desk. I looked over at my clock and saw that it was eleven. I grabbed my book and read for a while.

I had not noticed that it was almost five when a knock on my door disrupted my reading. I closed my book and placed it on my nightstand. My brother came through the door and stood at the entrance to my bathroom.

"Hey." He crossed his arms.

"Hey." I sat there looking at him.

"I know this sounds stupid but mom gave you all of my towels?"

"Seriously? You are claiming my towels?"

"Come on Sophia there are more towels and you know that they are mine."

"No they are not."

"I am taking the towels." He walked into my bathroom and then there was silence as he walked out holding one of the pregnancy test. "What is this?" He held the test in front of him.

"It's none of your business." I went to snatch the test away but her moved his hand out of my reach.

"Sophia this is positive."

"And?"

"You're pregnant."

"And what if I am."

"Are you serious?" He was yelling. "Why did you have to be such a slut? Do mom and dad know? Of course not, if they knew you wouldn't be their little angel anymore. What were you thinking? HONOR!" I could feel the tears streaming down my face but he kept yelling. "You can't even take care of yourself and now you have to take care of a baby..." He stopped when Honor walked in.

"What is going on in here?" She had her arms crossed and she looked pissed.

"Our sister is pregnant."

"What?" Honor dropped her arms and then walked over to where Logan was holding the test. "Oh my god."

"Do you even know who the father is? Or have you been too much of a whore to figure that out?" Logan kept yelling at me as Honor stood there shocked.

"Logan calm down and come talk to me for a second." Honor grabbed his hand and dragged him out of my room closing the door behind them.

This was my chance. I opened my closet door and then threw my window open and tossed the bag to the ground and then climbed down the side of the house which I had done many times before. My family thought that I was a slut, which granted I had given them reason to believe that. I didn't want to be pregnant but I wasn't going to have an abortion either. When I reached the ground I grabbed the bag and ran as fast as my feet would carry me to the bus station. I had one chance to make it out of here and I wasn't turning back now.

When I got to the bus station I bought a ticket for anywhere and got onto the bus.I figured that once I got to where this bus was heading I could stay the night and then start my journey to Florida tomorrow, rested and not crying. I wiped the last of my tears away and settled into the bus seat. I knew that by now they knew I was gone but there was no way for them to find me. My phone was left at home and the only clue they had of where I was going was a few google searches and a sunny status that could have led to any of the places I had searched. I don't know if they would have called our parents but when they did I better be well hidden. The one thing my father hates is scandal and me missing was more than what he would be able to handle. It was thirty minutes later that I got off the bus. I was tired and hungry. I was in a small town and the sign at the diner enticed my taste buds. I shifted my bag on my shoulder and then walked into Luke's diner.

It was a small place but it smelt so good inside. I found a small table by the window and sat down. I pulled out a menu and glanced at it trying to find something to eat. A few minutes later a tall woman with brown hair and brilliant blue eyes came up to me.

"Hi I'm Lorelai, the owner's girlfriend. What can I get for you?" Her smile was sincere and for some reason I really liked her.

"I will have a burger and a coke."

"Okay I will have that right out for you." She took my order and brought it into the kitchen.

I could hear whispers all around me and I wondered if they were talking about me. I knew that in a small town I would stick out but I never figured there would be whispers about me. I saw one of the ladies in the diner say something to Lorelai which caused her to smile and then grab my order and bring it to me.

"You know for a visitor you are really stirring up some rumors." She set my plate down on the table along with my drink.

"Thank you? I think." She walked away and I ate my meal. When I was finished she walked over to me again.

"I see you finished you meal. How was it?"

"Fantastic. Your boyfriend really knows how to make a burger."

"Thank you. Um...Do you mind if I sit with you for a minute and ask you some questions?"

"I guess not."

"Okay well lets start off with what is your name?" She took a seat across from me. I wondered if she was going to have to get up and continue serving but there was a guy behind the counter which I guessed was her boyfriend, the owner.

"Sophia, but my friends call me Sophie."

"Okay Sophie what is with the bag?"

"Um..."

"Listen. You look like you are about eighteen..."

"Seventeen."

"Okay seventeen. I know what a bag means at that age when there are no parents around. Why are you running?"

"It's a long story."

"Can I guess?"

"If you want."

"You look like an up scale neighborhood type of girl. Hartford I guess being as you arrived on the bus. Am I right?"

"How did you..."

"Your finger nails are manicured and you eat with proper manners."

"Why do you think that I am running then?" I wanted to test her to see how good she was.

"You see that was where I was confused for a moment. Your eyes were a little puffy so I could tell that there was a fight before you left but why you had the fight was the bigger question. And then I remembered when you walked through the door. You aren't just fat are you?" I was stunned. I had been with my family for days and no one noticed until they found the test and yet this woman barley saw me and she guess it right away.

"No. I'm not fat."

"You're pregnant." I was silent which confirmed what she knew. "Look my daughter is working out of town and I have an extra room. If your parents know that you are missing by now then you don't want to be running. Come and stay with me, at least for a while and we will sort this mess out."

"I couldn't..."

"It's not an offer it's a demand. I was like you once. I had my daughter when I was sixteen and I ran away here after she was born. I know what it feels like to run and I know how important it is to have somewhere to go. Now just stay here and I will be right back." She got up from the table and brought my dish into the kitchen and pulled her boyfriend to the side. I couldn't hear what they were saying but I knew that they were talking about me by the way that he looked over at me and then nodded to her.

She came over to me with a smile on her face. She picked up my bag and threw it over her shoulder.

"Okay follow me."

"What about paying?"

"I took care of it."

"You know I have money right?"

"Save it for the baby."

I followed her out of the diner and to her house. It was painted a light blue. It was a lot smaller than my house was but it felt more welcoming. I followed her inside into a room on the ground floor.

"This was my daughter's room but I guess it is going to be yours for a little while at least." She put my bag down.

"Thank you. You know you really don't have to do this. I mean you don't know me at all and I understand that having a stranger live with you is a little weird..."

"Like I said I know what you are going through. I was lucky enough to have found someone who was willing to give me a job and shelter me and my daughter and I am just grateful that I have the opportunity to do the same...well not grateful that you are pregnant, but...Well you know."

"Thank you." She gave me a hug and then ushered me into the living room.

We sat down on the couch and sat in silence for a while.

"Well I guess if you are living here you might want to know where the bathroom is."

"I guess."

"Okay my room and the bathroom are up the stairs. The bathroom is the one without the bed. The kitchen is right outside your room. And this is the living room. Any questions?"

"I think you covered it all."

"Good. I have a question for you though."

"What is it?"

"Well since I will be sheltering you could you tell me your last name? I mean I will tell you mine, it's Gilmore..." I wanted to be honest with her, I really did but I couldn't.

"It's Huntz. Sophia Huntz."

"Well welcome to your new home Sophia Huntz."

"Thank you. I'm honored to call this a new home. Although I am not sure how permanent this is going to be."

"What do you mean?"

"I know that you think that this is a great idea now but I'm not easy to live with."

"Neither am I but we will get through it..."

"And what about when the baby comes?"

"Listen, we will get through all of that when the time comes. For right now we just have to get through today, and then tomorrow, and then the rest of this week."

"You know people are going to think that you are crazy just taking me in off the street like this."

"Yeah well most of the town already thinks that I am crazy. Now do you want to watch a movie?"

"Sure."

"Anything in particular that you like?"

"Breakfast at Tiffany's?"

"Now that is something that we can agree on. See it won't be so bad."

Honor calmed me down. I knew that yelling at her was not going to make this go away but it was all that I could do. I took a deep breath and then we walked into her room but there was no one there.

"Where is she?" We checked her entire room and then saw the window open.

"You don't think she?"

"Well what would you do?"

"Try her cell Honor, I am going to check her computer history." I grabbed her computer and turned it on and then checked the recent searches.

Honor tried her cell phone which we found on her nightstand. This computer was our last hope in finding her. Recent searches, this was what I was looking for. I skimmed the titles. How to tell if you are pregnant. Free clinics. California. Texas. Florida.

"I think I found something." Honor stopped pacing and looked over my shoulder.

"Three places hundreds of miles apart, like that is going to help."

"Hey lets check to see if she posted about where she was going." I logged onto her Facebook account and read her status.

"Great all three places are sunny. We have to call dad."

"Honor no, he is going to kill us."

"Well if he can help us find her then it will all be worth is."

"Honor..."

"Logan we don't have a choice."

"Fine but you're calling."

She pulled out her phone and dialed their number and put the phone on speaker. I was hoping that she would just get the machine but it didn't happen. After a few rings I heard them pick up.

"This better be an emergency." Our father's voice cut through the phone.

"Trust me we wouldn't be calling you if it wasn't."

"Then what is it?"

"Sophia is pregnant, and she ran away."

A/N: So this is my big summer release story. I know that Lorelai having someone just go to her home after just meeting them is unlikely but I thought it was a nice gesture. Please tell me what you think! I really have some cool ideas for this story but I want some good feedback before I continue! PLEASE REVIEW!

-Katie