#Third Gilmore

#Chapter 1

•Felicity's POV
I was sitting in my father's car. He would occasionally look at me.
"Why does she wants to see me now? After all this years?"
Dad sighed.
"She is your mother. She wants to meet you."
I scoffed.
"Yeah, because she couldn't do it for the last sixteen years."
Dad squeezed my hand.
"Listen. I know you don't like change but maybe you'll like the town."
I smiled, for his sake.
"We'll see."
Dad stopped in front of a big house. I came out of car and he took my case.
Dad knocked on door and the door opened a woman with identical blue eyes like mine.
"Chris, hey."
Dad smiled.
"Lorelai, this is Felicity. Our daughter."
Lorelai smiled and opened her arms for hug. I walked around her and into the house.
A young girl, around my age, smiled at me.
"I am Rory. You must be Felicity."
I nodded and smiled. She is my sister and she didn't know about this. I think we'll be great friends.
"Yeah. Hi."
Dad walked to me. He kissed my forehead.
"I'll see you as soon as I can, okay? Just be careful."
I nodded.
"Always am."
Lorelai smiled at me.
"I'll show you to your room. This way."
I walked into a small room. It was cozy.
Lorelai smiled at me.
"Relax. Tomorrow, Rory will show you around the town."
I nodded.
"Thanks."
Lorelai went to walk out but stopped.
"I know I don't know you that much but I think we'll be great friends."
I nodded, smiling slightly.
"Sure."
I sat on bed. Maybe this won't be so bad.