Title: Trouble Comes to Town
Author: AngeloftheNight
Spoilers: "I can't get started"
Summary: Jess is just getting his life together when an old friend of his comes to Star's Hollow to visit. Will the friend disrupt the developing relationship between Rory and Jess? And whom will Rory confide in? Trory with a little bit of R/J, L/L.
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls is the property of The WB. I own no rights to the show. I do own all of the rights to Jason. If you use my character I will have to sue you, but only if you don't ask first! :-)
A/N: This is the sequel to my story ~*~Fallin~*~. It is written from the characters POV's. It just picks up where the other left off. It might make more sense if you read ~*~Fallin~*~ first, but if you don't I am sure you will beable to understand this story. I hope you all like it. It is my first attempt at a Trory! So be kind!
~*~*~*~*~*Rory's POV*~*~*~*~*~
It was my first day of my Senior year. I was rummaging through my clothes trying to find my plaid Chilton skirt.
"Mom!" I poked my head out of my bedroom door and found mom searching through all the kitchen drawers. "What are you looking for?"
"Keys," she replied.
"Check the table by the front door."
"Smart girl."
I chased my mom down the hall, "Do you know where my skirt is?"
"It is your first day of school and you don't know where your skirt is?"
"No."
"What would Chilton think?"
"They would probably think that I was crazy showing up at school with out my skirt on. So, have you seen it?"
"It's on top of the dryer."
"Why couldn't you just tell me that in the first place?"
"Go! You're waisting time."
I walked to the dryer and found my skirt. I pulled it on, grabbed my extremely heavy backpack and followed my mom out the door.
By the time we got to Luke's the morning crowd had already piled in.
"Where are we suppose to sit?" Mom asked me.
"Counter," Luke rushed by carrying two plates of pancakes.
We sat at the counter and Jess greeted us as he emerged from the kitchen, "Good morning."
"Hey!" I leaned over and gave him a quick peck.
"Get a room," mom coughed.
"Ummm, mom? You do realize who you are talking to, don't you?"
"Oh, right. Well, don't get a room."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
"Two coffee's," Jess handed a cup to me and one to mom.
It has been almost two months since Jess and I started dating. He has actually made an effort to be decent to my mom. I think she is starting to get used to him. Mom and Luke have been dating for a while. Our lives have been going pretty well. I glanced at my watch and realized what time it was. "I have to get going. I don't want to be late on my first day." I got up and kissed Jess.
"Bye Babe," my mother waved me out the door. I decided to skip out on the bus this year. I still have the car that Dean gave me. When we broke up I was planning on giving it back, but every time I got remotly close to him he darted in the other direction. Who could blame him? Eventually Lane convinced me to give up and keep the car. Mostly for her benefit.
I reached Chilton and dreaded going inside. Paris and I agreed to meet by the office. She wanted to talk about something or another. I gathered my stuff and slowly made my way inside.
"You're late," she announced.
"You told me to meet you at 8," I replied.
"Yes, I did." Paris snuck a look at her watch. "It's 8:05."
"It's just 5 minutes," I quickly regreted saying.
"Just 5 minutes? That is 5 minutes that we could have been organizing a fundraiser, or finalizing plans for the school year, or coming up with new plans for the school year, or planning the Winter Formal or."
I cut her off, "Okay, okay. It will never happen again."
"Better not."
"What's your first class?"
"Advanced Calculus."
I wanted to scream. Instead I choked out, "Me too."
"Good."
Good?! How is that good? "Uh. Yeah. I have to go to my locker."
"Okay. See you first period."
"Yeah. First period." I walked to my locker beginning to resent Paris more and more. It is bad enough that I am Vice President and she is President of the class, but now I was being forced to be in the same classes as her.
It took me three fighting trys to open my locker. When it finally opened I shoved my stuff in and slammed it shut. I found myself standing face to face with Tristan DuGrey. He was leaning up against a locker.
"Tristan?" I asked surprised.
"Mary!" Tristan answered.
"What are you doing here?"
"You are looking pretty nice these days," He ran his eyes up and down my body.
"Thanks," I quickly pulled my books close to me. "What are you doing here?" I asked again hoping for a better response.
"I go to school here," Tristan avoided the real point to the question.
"I mean. Why? I thought. Oh, nevermind." I began to walk away but he stepped in front of me.
"Leaving so soon?"
"I have to get to class."
"You are wondering why I'm not in military school." Tristan sounded sure of himself.
"No, I'm not." I responded, although I was. I tried to get around him, but he kept blocking my path.
"Yes you are."
"I have to go to class," I tried once more to get around him, but failed.
"Since you want to know so bad, I will tell you."
"Listen Tristan," a little bit of anger squeaked in my voice. "I would love to reminise, but maybe we could do it some other time. I REALLY have to get to class," I sucessfully rushed passed him before he could say another word.
The rest of the day was kind off a blur. I kept trying to forget about what it was going to be like working with Paris 24/7 and how I was possibly going to deal with Tristan. Unfortunatly, I had no luck with either subject.
At the end of the day Tristan caught me at my locker before I had the chance to avoid him. He nonchalantly approached me and asked, "How's bag boy doing?"
"I wouldn't know. Not that it's any of your business, but we broke up," I dully replied.
"That's a shame."
"I can hear the disappointment in your voice," I said sarcastically.
"What can I say? I never really like the guy much."
"Now, there is a surprise." I shut my locker and headed to my car with Tristan not far behind.
"Maybe you would like to go out sometime?"
"Have you met Jess?"
"Jess who?"
"My boyfriend, Jess."
"No, haven't met him. Maybe you could introduce us."
"Yeah. Maybe." I got in my car.
"See you tomorrow."
"Bye Tristan." I slammed my car door and took off.
I decided to stop by Luke's and say hi to Jess.
"How was school?" I asked Jess as I sat down at the counter.
"School's school," he handed me a cup of coffee.
"Could you be a little more elaborate?"
"My classes suck. My teachers suck. And the people suck."
"It's good to know you are making an effort to get along with everyone."
"Just be glad that I went."
"I am," Jess leaned over the counter and kissed me just as Luke walked out of the kitchen.
"Hey, hey, hey!" He bellowed. "Get to work." He looked at Jess.
"Luke?" Jess asked.
"What?"
"My friend, Jason, called. He wants to come to Star's Hollow for a week or two."
"So."
"He wants to stay with us."
"No."
"Come on!"
"No."
"Come on!"
Luke looked at Jess giving in, "If he so much as looks at me the wrong way he is out."
"Fine."
"Say thank you," I whispered to Jess.
"No way!"
I glared at him, "Jess!"
Jess turned to Luke, "Thanks."
"Don't get used to it," Luke replied back.
"So, who is this friend of yours?" I asked Jess.
"A friend from New York. We used to hang out a lot," he replied.
"When is he coming?"
"Tomorrow."
"You better not cut school!"
"He's not coming until like 6."
"So, you still better not cut school."
"Yes mom."
"I have to get home. I'll see you in the morning."
"Okay."
I kissed Jess and went home. When I got there mom was pigging out on the couch.
"Hey," I greeted her.
"Hi." She barely noticed my presense.
"Why are you home early?"
"I felt kind of sick at work so I came home."
"Oh. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Just hungry."
"Okay. Well, I have to do my 1st day of school homework."
"All right. Have fun honey."
I walked in my room wondering what was up with mom. Once I got all of my homework out I entered 'Rory World' and zoned out everything except my assignments.
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R/R! Reviews are my life! Pathetic.I know.
Author: AngeloftheNight
Spoilers: "I can't get started"
Summary: Jess is just getting his life together when an old friend of his comes to Star's Hollow to visit. Will the friend disrupt the developing relationship between Rory and Jess? And whom will Rory confide in? Trory with a little bit of R/J, L/L.
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls is the property of The WB. I own no rights to the show. I do own all of the rights to Jason. If you use my character I will have to sue you, but only if you don't ask first! :-)
A/N: This is the sequel to my story ~*~Fallin~*~. It is written from the characters POV's. It just picks up where the other left off. It might make more sense if you read ~*~Fallin~*~ first, but if you don't I am sure you will beable to understand this story. I hope you all like it. It is my first attempt at a Trory! So be kind!
~*~*~*~*~*Rory's POV*~*~*~*~*~
It was my first day of my Senior year. I was rummaging through my clothes trying to find my plaid Chilton skirt.
"Mom!" I poked my head out of my bedroom door and found mom searching through all the kitchen drawers. "What are you looking for?"
"Keys," she replied.
"Check the table by the front door."
"Smart girl."
I chased my mom down the hall, "Do you know where my skirt is?"
"It is your first day of school and you don't know where your skirt is?"
"No."
"What would Chilton think?"
"They would probably think that I was crazy showing up at school with out my skirt on. So, have you seen it?"
"It's on top of the dryer."
"Why couldn't you just tell me that in the first place?"
"Go! You're waisting time."
I walked to the dryer and found my skirt. I pulled it on, grabbed my extremely heavy backpack and followed my mom out the door.
By the time we got to Luke's the morning crowd had already piled in.
"Where are we suppose to sit?" Mom asked me.
"Counter," Luke rushed by carrying two plates of pancakes.
We sat at the counter and Jess greeted us as he emerged from the kitchen, "Good morning."
"Hey!" I leaned over and gave him a quick peck.
"Get a room," mom coughed.
"Ummm, mom? You do realize who you are talking to, don't you?"
"Oh, right. Well, don't get a room."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
"Two coffee's," Jess handed a cup to me and one to mom.
It has been almost two months since Jess and I started dating. He has actually made an effort to be decent to my mom. I think she is starting to get used to him. Mom and Luke have been dating for a while. Our lives have been going pretty well. I glanced at my watch and realized what time it was. "I have to get going. I don't want to be late on my first day." I got up and kissed Jess.
"Bye Babe," my mother waved me out the door. I decided to skip out on the bus this year. I still have the car that Dean gave me. When we broke up I was planning on giving it back, but every time I got remotly close to him he darted in the other direction. Who could blame him? Eventually Lane convinced me to give up and keep the car. Mostly for her benefit.
I reached Chilton and dreaded going inside. Paris and I agreed to meet by the office. She wanted to talk about something or another. I gathered my stuff and slowly made my way inside.
"You're late," she announced.
"You told me to meet you at 8," I replied.
"Yes, I did." Paris snuck a look at her watch. "It's 8:05."
"It's just 5 minutes," I quickly regreted saying.
"Just 5 minutes? That is 5 minutes that we could have been organizing a fundraiser, or finalizing plans for the school year, or coming up with new plans for the school year, or planning the Winter Formal or."
I cut her off, "Okay, okay. It will never happen again."
"Better not."
"What's your first class?"
"Advanced Calculus."
I wanted to scream. Instead I choked out, "Me too."
"Good."
Good?! How is that good? "Uh. Yeah. I have to go to my locker."
"Okay. See you first period."
"Yeah. First period." I walked to my locker beginning to resent Paris more and more. It is bad enough that I am Vice President and she is President of the class, but now I was being forced to be in the same classes as her.
It took me three fighting trys to open my locker. When it finally opened I shoved my stuff in and slammed it shut. I found myself standing face to face with Tristan DuGrey. He was leaning up against a locker.
"Tristan?" I asked surprised.
"Mary!" Tristan answered.
"What are you doing here?"
"You are looking pretty nice these days," He ran his eyes up and down my body.
"Thanks," I quickly pulled my books close to me. "What are you doing here?" I asked again hoping for a better response.
"I go to school here," Tristan avoided the real point to the question.
"I mean. Why? I thought. Oh, nevermind." I began to walk away but he stepped in front of me.
"Leaving so soon?"
"I have to get to class."
"You are wondering why I'm not in military school." Tristan sounded sure of himself.
"No, I'm not." I responded, although I was. I tried to get around him, but he kept blocking my path.
"Yes you are."
"I have to go to class," I tried once more to get around him, but failed.
"Since you want to know so bad, I will tell you."
"Listen Tristan," a little bit of anger squeaked in my voice. "I would love to reminise, but maybe we could do it some other time. I REALLY have to get to class," I sucessfully rushed passed him before he could say another word.
The rest of the day was kind off a blur. I kept trying to forget about what it was going to be like working with Paris 24/7 and how I was possibly going to deal with Tristan. Unfortunatly, I had no luck with either subject.
At the end of the day Tristan caught me at my locker before I had the chance to avoid him. He nonchalantly approached me and asked, "How's bag boy doing?"
"I wouldn't know. Not that it's any of your business, but we broke up," I dully replied.
"That's a shame."
"I can hear the disappointment in your voice," I said sarcastically.
"What can I say? I never really like the guy much."
"Now, there is a surprise." I shut my locker and headed to my car with Tristan not far behind.
"Maybe you would like to go out sometime?"
"Have you met Jess?"
"Jess who?"
"My boyfriend, Jess."
"No, haven't met him. Maybe you could introduce us."
"Yeah. Maybe." I got in my car.
"See you tomorrow."
"Bye Tristan." I slammed my car door and took off.
I decided to stop by Luke's and say hi to Jess.
"How was school?" I asked Jess as I sat down at the counter.
"School's school," he handed me a cup of coffee.
"Could you be a little more elaborate?"
"My classes suck. My teachers suck. And the people suck."
"It's good to know you are making an effort to get along with everyone."
"Just be glad that I went."
"I am," Jess leaned over the counter and kissed me just as Luke walked out of the kitchen.
"Hey, hey, hey!" He bellowed. "Get to work." He looked at Jess.
"Luke?" Jess asked.
"What?"
"My friend, Jason, called. He wants to come to Star's Hollow for a week or two."
"So."
"He wants to stay with us."
"No."
"Come on!"
"No."
"Come on!"
Luke looked at Jess giving in, "If he so much as looks at me the wrong way he is out."
"Fine."
"Say thank you," I whispered to Jess.
"No way!"
I glared at him, "Jess!"
Jess turned to Luke, "Thanks."
"Don't get used to it," Luke replied back.
"So, who is this friend of yours?" I asked Jess.
"A friend from New York. We used to hang out a lot," he replied.
"When is he coming?"
"Tomorrow."
"You better not cut school!"
"He's not coming until like 6."
"So, you still better not cut school."
"Yes mom."
"I have to get home. I'll see you in the morning."
"Okay."
I kissed Jess and went home. When I got there mom was pigging out on the couch.
"Hey," I greeted her.
"Hi." She barely noticed my presense.
"Why are you home early?"
"I felt kind of sick at work so I came home."
"Oh. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Just hungry."
"Okay. Well, I have to do my 1st day of school homework."
"All right. Have fun honey."
I walked in my room wondering what was up with mom. Once I got all of my homework out I entered 'Rory World' and zoned out everything except my assignments.
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R/R! Reviews are my life! Pathetic.I know.