A/N; just some basic info. In this fic., Rory didn't quit Yale, Lorelai and Luke are engaged, and Lorelai and her parents aren't fighting. Also, look out for some appearances by both past characters and characters from other shows/movies. Just to add, I don't own Gilmore Girls, any of the characters from other things, or the actors. I do own the story, the dialogue, and any original characters. PLEASE REVIEW!
His blonde hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and he had tucked it up under his Gators hat. He was wearing a frayed leather jacket and an 'I'm with stupid' t-shirt. The arrow pointed down towards his worn jeans and scuffed shoes. On a Saturday morning at Yale he looked perfectly normal. However normal was hardly a word most used to describe why he was there.
He had been sitting on the same bench for almost 3 hours. A book-bag had been set next to him to insure that no one had the brilliant idea of sitting next to him. He really didn't want to have to kill anyone. Don't get me wrong, he didn't have the slightest problem with pulling a trigger, and jail was more of a comfort than a concern, but he knew that if he blew his cover she would be gone forever.
Masses of people walked by him, not noticing the stranger in black. To them he was just another face, another student forced to make something of himself. He glanced at his watch and frowned. By that time he had lost almost all hope of finding her. Even if he had, what would he have done…what could he have done? He was a wanted convict and she would have known that. He sighed and stood up. He picked up his bag and headed towards the parking lot. That's when someone caught his eye. It was her.
God did she look different. Her hair was shorter and she was dressed more casually but it was still the same old Rory. She had been beautiful then and she was beautiful now. He started to walk towards but stopped when he saw another figure moving towards her. He watched in pain as she smiled at this boy the way she used to smile at him, how she kissed him the way that they used to kiss. Yet something was different. She seemed less relaxed and more uptight than she used to. Was it Yale or was it this new boy. Perhaps he was just imagining that there was any change in her demeanor.
As they neared him the boy stopped and began chatting with a friend. He said something to Rory and motioned for her to go on without him. She nodded and walked away. When she reached him he stepped out in front of her blocking her path. She took a step backwards when she saw who it was. "T-tristin," she stuttered, "Hi."
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