Take Me or Leave Me
Rory stood in front of the mirror admiring her blue plaid skirt. Her mom had just hemmed it to the perfect length, although her mom would have made it a little shorter had Rory not been there to stop her. Lorelei loved her daughter but sometimes felt that she was too shy and needed to jazz things up a bit. Although she didn't want her daughter to take her approach by getting pregnant at 16, she did want Rory to experience being a teenager. Rory was a bundle of nerves, everything ranging from nervousness to excitement. Chilton was a very competitive school, and also it was a private school, meaning there was going to be a lot of trust-fund kids there. She and her mother didn't have a lot of money even though they came from a very respectable family in Hartford, so Rory was a little worried about fitting in.
The next morning, Lorelei and Rory were sitting in front of Chilton.
"It's a lot bigger than I thought it was going to be," Rory sighed.
"Well Sweets, you are in the land of the rich and snobby now."
With one final sigh, they got out of the jeep and made their way to the headmaster's office. The high vaulted ceiling and the marble floors made their footsteps echo loudly despite being surrounded and stared at by the many students still lingering in the hall. Four sets of eyes kept their focus as the first bell rang.
After a rather defeating meeting with Headmaster Charleston, the Gilmore girls went their separate ways. Rory quickly moved through the quiet halls towards her locker, then towards her homeroom. As she opened the door to Mr. Medina's English class, all eyes fell on her. Mr. Medina instructed her to take the only open seat in front of a beautiful, smirking, blonde Adonis. Rory felt the boy's eyes burning into her back, but she remained facing the front of the room as she was introduced to the rest of the class. After furiously scribbling down the notes on the board, the gods took pity on Rory and the bell rang. She picked up her things and left the classroom.
However, as she approached her locker she noticed the same Adonis who sat behind her just a few minutes ago was already leaning against her locker.
"Hi, I'm Tristan," he smirked.
"Hi, can you please move down a little, you are leaning on my locker," Rory said shyly.
"I know."
"You know? How do you know where my locker is?"
"I have my ways," he said leaning closer to her. Rory's eyes immediately fell on his lips. He really was gorgeous. Rory felt her face heat up and shifted her gaze to the ground. Her actions did not go unnoticed by Tristan.
"Um…ok….well I still need to get into my locker"
"Ok well if you ever need anything, and I do mean anything, you come to me," Tristan said darkly. "I'll see you later….Mary." With that he slowly backed away and walked towards to his next class.
"The name is Rory," she muttered.
Finally, lunch came. Rory was starving as she walked into the very full cafeteria with her book and MP3 player in hand. The line looked to be a mile long, but she trudged up to the end of the line anyway. She needed to eat if she was going to make through the rest of her day, and she was sorely in need of coffee. She felt a tap on her shoulder causing her to jump a little. She turned around to see a petite blonde smiling at her. She exuded confidence and sexuality.
"Hey there! You're Lorelei, right?" she asked.
"I go by Rory," she answered hesitantly.
"Oh good! Come on, we have food at our table." With that the blonde looped her arm in Rory's and drug her out of line and over to a semi-crowded table. As Rory looked up, she noticed a certain blond smirking at her.
"Ok, so everyone, this is Rory," the blonde started. "Rory, that is Madeline, Duncan, Tristan, Jack, Paris, and Mike."
"And who are you?"
"Oh, duh! I'm Louise," she said as she sat next to Mike. Leaving the only open chair between Tristan and Jack. Rory cautiously moved to sit down.
"Hey, Mary," Tristan whispered huskily in her ear.
"I guess you have trouble hearing. My name is Rory," she stated flatly.
"I know…Mary is my personal nickname for you."
Rory immediately blushed under his intimate gaze. She was just about to tell him off when the bell rang. Tristan smirked at her and held his hand out for her. She stared at it for a second, then she doesn't know what came over her, but she took it. He lifted her up and they started walking when Rory realized that he was still holding her hand. She blushed at the contact and the electricity shooting between them. Tristan just looked over and gave her a genuine smile.
They discovered that they had the next two classes together and in both Tristan made sure to sit as close to her as possible. Rory noticed that all the other guys would look at her for only a second before she would see Tristan glare at them causing them to avert their gaze near to look back again. This had Rory confused. Who was Tristan?