Bit of an idea that popped into my head a while back and I thought it would be worth exploring. What if Rory had ended up actually gaining weight when she went to Yale? How would she handle it? Most college freshmen can fall victim to the Freshmen 15 and I thought that it was an idea worth exploring.

Height: 5'7''

Weight: 122 lbs

Chapter 1

Rory Gilmore had never been what one would call a health nut. Oh yes she was quite slim and good looking but it was all thanks to her metabolism. She could eat all that she wanted and never had to work out. It had always been that way for her and her mother. They would have movie nights where they would get one of every kind of candy and then some they'd eat it all and neither would put on an ounce of weight.

The fact that Lorelai Gilmore, Rory's mother, never put on any weight either ended up giving her a false sense of security. It didn't help that she never spent any of her time learning proper nutrition either. Yes she was one of the smartest women in her class and could do anything she set her mind too yet she never considered the affects of her diet on her body.

Lorelai never had to worry about her weight in life but she was not as slim as she used to be. When one is pregnant at 16 and then goes out on her own at 17 one does not have the money to go and waste on junk food. Another factor was that while she didn't work out she was a busy woman and was constantly moving during the day. Running an inn and being hands on in the business burned more calories than even she realized.

Rory was not like that though. She was an intellectual and while she did some physical work, it was rare.

Rory was 18 now and heading off to college at Yale. In fact knowing how much she was going to end up eating they had ended up selecting a very nice meal plan for her, one that would ensure that she would never go hungry. That was probably the first mistake but Rory naively believed that she was impervious to the so-called Freshmen 15.

At first she was correct she was out and walking around, meeting new people, really it was heaven for her. But then reality began to set in for her. Classes weren't like they were in high school, sure things hadn't been handed to her on the silver platter there but at Yale there were things that she did have to learn and she found she had to work twice as hard to make the A's that she expected to make.

Not only did she start working twice as much but she also started eating twice as much to cope. She felt like she had to do this on her own and didn't want to give any indication to anyone that she was having trouble. Eating twice as much would have been fine; if she was eating healthy salads. But she hadn't touched a salad in her life. She'd go to the cafeteria and binge on greasy, fatty, and sweets foods. The kinds of foods that only gave her body empty calories.

Once again her metabolism would have been able to adjust she just needed to make time to work out. But she couldn't be bothered with that. Her days consisted of homework, going to class, and eating. All of her classes were close to her dorm so she didn't end up walking all that much.

Give her metabolism credit though. It was able to burn almost all of the excess calories, for about a month. Then her famous Gilmore metabolism began to falter. She had only gained about 5 or so pounds but that is where the true story begins…

Rory sighed as she hit her alarm clock. All that she wanted to do today was sleep a little bit more but really she couldn't. She had a writing class to get to. Checking across the room she found that her roommate Paris was already gone and off somewhere. It was 8 AM and time for some breakfast. She licked her lips at the thought. Well that is a good reason to get out of bed; a quick breakfast and then she could be off to classes for the day. She ended up taking a quick shower and was soon looking at clothes to wear for the day.

She didn't have a boyfriend but that didn't mean that she didn't want to look cute. She eventually decided on a light blue polo and a pair of jeans. As she put the jeans on she had to pause for a moment. Something felt a bit different, they felt a bit tighter than before. A bit snug, not too much but they did feel tighter on her legs and butt.

She ended up shrugging it off, "Must be the cheap Yale dryers" she said comforting herself. "Or I might be bloated…" she mused as she collected her books for the day. Really why should she be concerned? It wasn't like this hadn't happened to her before although she couldn't recall her pants ever feeling THIS tight.

Still she went to the dining hall and looked around at the food. Really this was the best part of college other than the learning part; she was like a kid in a candy store when it came to this place. So much to choose from. Alright the food wasn't THAT great but it was still a hell of a lot better than she could cook.

She eventually decided on a bowl of Coco Puffs, toast with butter and jelly, eggs, and three pancakes with syrup and butter all over them. Oh and coffee, lots of coffee. It was a sight to see a girl that small putting away all of that food but she had fast and smile as a feeling of fullness overcame her.

She checked her cell and realized it was time to get to class. God college was stressful, especially this one class. She just couldn't seem to find her groove and the professor graded so hard. Just thinking about it made her stress. Unconsciously she grabbed a chocolate chip muffin for the road and started munching on it as she headed towards class.

It was a short and kind of lonely walk towards class. Sometimes she wished she had taken a few classes with Paris at least it would give her someone to talk to. She was meeting new people but she hadn't really found a group that she felt she could belong to yet. She polished off the muffin just as she got to class and sighed. God this was going to be a long day. But she told herself she needed to carry on, she needed to do better and she was going to do it. Nothing was going to hold her back. She just wished she would get a few more A's for the work that she put into it.

Oh well it just meant another day of homework all day with a few breaks for food. Pizza and breadsticks were sounding really good for dinner tonight, she thought as class started.