The Plan (Part 1)

The Plan (Part 1)

Author: snoflaik
Summary: Tristan tries to help Rory get Dean back by making him jealous.
Rating: PG

Disclaimer: I own nothing. . the lovely creators and producers do. . so please don't sue.. .

Hey guys. . I've made some changes to parts one and two of this story hope you enjoy it even more now. . .
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Rory Gilmore walked the halls of Chilton that day under a dark, dark cloud. By the time 8th period rolled around she had time to herself to reflect on her day.

*Ugh! Another day with Paris shooting knifes into me with her eyes, a B on my Biology test and now no Dean to look forward to on the ride home.

Sniff. Sniff. NO I am strong. I AM NOT ONE OF THOSE GIRLS WHO CRY EVERY SECOND WHEN THINKING OF THE GUY THAT BROKE UP WITH THEM!!*

R-I-N-G

*Finally I get to go home . . .without Dean . . . sniff *

She jumped out of her seat and began walking down the hall to her locker. While pulling out the books she need, she noticed someone standing on the other side of the door.

"Hey Mary!" came that all to familiar voice out of the mouth in its usual smirk.

"Are you dumb or just an ass?" I asked with my head in my locker and trying hard to keep my voice steady.

"Jesus Mary what's got you in such a bad mood today. I saw the claws come out with that one. What not in the mood for our daily friendly banter??"

"Please Tristan not now"

*sniff sniff oh God No, I will not cry. Not in front of Tristan! That would just give him more ammunition to use when trying to make my life hell.*

She shut the locker and tried to turn without him seeing her face but she was not quick enough. He saw the red rimmed eyes and heard the shakiness in her voice.

"Hey is everything alright?" he said with a concerned look.

"Since when do you care, all you ever do is annoy me and you cant even get my name right," retorted Rory with bright tear-filled eyes.

"Hey just trying to be compassionate. Won't make that mistake twice. Later"

He walked away with his trademark smirk but she thought she saw a different expression before that.

Things had been strange since their kiss at Madeline's party. They had reached a kind of understanding although he still seemed to refuse to call her by her real name. They were sort of friends but there was always that little feeling of awkwardness and tension when the talked.

* Good going Gilmore!" He was only trying to be nice! * Rory scolded herself.

"Hey Tristan wait up!!"

He turned just before the doors as Rory ran up to him.

"I'm sorry Tristan, I've just had a really bad day. I don't really feel like thinking about it any longer so please don't ask me what happened."

"Its alright I understand." He smiled, "And to prove that there's no hard feelings, I'm gonna give you a ride home today." Tristan put an arm around Rory's shoulders and they started walking outside.

"Alright, but you do know I live like an hour away right?"

"Yeah no problem," with a shrug, "my parents aren't even home after school to expect me at anytime." He replied lightly.

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Tristan pulled out of the lot, " How do I get to your house?"

"Just take 32 till exit 6 and ill direct you from there."

"Cool."

They sat in silence for a few minutes. Rory decided to make some friendly conversaion since her bad mood was lifting a bit. Somehow just being around Tristan made her feel better.

"So how are you dealing Tristan, I mean with the whole Summer thing."

"Well, things are looking up in that department. Like I said before I've moved on." He smirked. She suddenly felt a little tweak of jealousy.

"So which brain-dead bimbo is it this time?" she asked sarcastically trying to cover it up.

"I guess that bad mood is still there huh, judging form that remark. Sorry to disappoint you but this one's got real potential she's actually at the top of our class."

"So expanding your horizons, I bet I can guess who she is. Is she in your classes?"

"Yup, most of the them"

"Do I know her?"

" Very well, actually"

"Hmmmm.. . Is it Christina?"

"Nope"

"Beverly?"

"Nope"

"Sharon, Trista, Kelly?"

"Nope. Nope and are you kidding?" Her turned to look at her with an "are you insane" look.

"Well you've stumped me on this one."

Tristan smirked and glanced over at her. " Yeah well I guess you'll find out as soon as I ask her out."

"Most likely more about when you guys start playing tonsil-hockey in from of my locker."

Tristan laughed, "At THAT point you'll definitely know."

She smiled, "Alright, it looks like I'm in for a surprise then."

They continued the rest of the ride in silence until they reached Stars Hollow and Rory gave him directions to her house. They passed by Stars Hollow Public on their way there.

Tristan noticed two kids lip-locked on the bench.

"That looks like... Uh oh." He said to himself.

"What?" asked Rory.

"ummmm. . . nothing, nothing at all." He replies innocently.

* I can't believe I said that out loud. IDIOT!*

"Now I know that's something's wrong. What is it?" she looked around outside and finally spotted what he had seen.

"OH MY GOD!"

Rory felt the tears starting to come. She quickly buried her head into the school bag in her lap.

"I can't believe he would do that," came through the muffled sobs.

Tristan pulled the car over and put his arms around Rory in an attempt to comfort hurt.

"Its ok. It's alright. Everything will be fine." he continued to whisper soothing words into her ear as she wraps her arms around him and cries into his shirt.

"Why, why, why. WE were supposed to be together." She chanted as the tears fell.

For the next few minutes, all Tristan could think of was how great her hair smells and how perfectly she fit into his arms.

*Get those thoughts out of your head. She'll never return your feelings so just give up.*

Finally the sobs subsided and Rory, realizing where she was and where his arms were, pulls away and stares out the window with her cheeks flushed and her eyes red rimmed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to break down like that." came the soft whisper from the window.

Without a word, Tristan turned the key in the ignition and pulled away from the curb.

They spent the rest of the ride to her house each lost in their own thoughts. Rory continues to stare out the window blindly. Tristan glanced her way every once in a while but she didn't turn around.

"Thank you," whispered Rory as she opened the door and ran to her house.

"Well that was interesting," said Tristan to no one in particular.

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"MOM!" yelled Rory as soon as she stepped into the house.

" What!" Lorelie came running in from the kitchen, "What happened did the Barenaked Ladies break up? Why are your eyes all red and puffy!"

"Dean has a new girlfriend!!!!" and with that she breaks into loud sobs and falls onto the couch.

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RINGGGGGG

Rory woke up to find herself lying on the couch still dressed in her Chilton uniform. *Where am I?* she thought dazedly until what she had seen all came rushing back. She sighed and lay back down.

"Rory, honey." Lorelei walked into the room carrying the phone. "Oh your up, telephone."

"Who is it?"

"Some boy. I didn't ask for his name."

"Hello" she managed to get out croakingly.

"Jeese Rory. You sound horrible," said a familiar voice.

"Oh thanks Tristan. You always did know how to cheer a girl up," sarcastically,

"So to what do I owe the pleasure of this call." She asked, confused.

"Well you must be feeling a little better. You could even forget your problems enough to continue our sparing." replied Tristan just as sarcastically, "Anyway I was merely calling to see how you were."

" And how would you feel if you saw your ex tongue wrestling some slut in a skirt two days after he said he love you!"

"I believe I have a plan as to how to get Mr. big shot crawling back. If you're interested that is" asked Tristan.

"Well I guess I'm open to suggestions.," she says still not thinking clearly.

" Meet me at that little diner in your town in like forty minutes."

"Why can't you tell me over the phone?"

"Because I want to see your lovely face in person. It's all a part of the plan. Just trust me."

" Why do I shiver when I hear those words?"

" I don't know, maybe your rooms too cold. Just come"

"Fine, I'll be there. Later." she grumbled and hung up.

After the click, Tristan smiled to himself and thought *perfect*

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