DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gilmore Girls or any of its characters. If I did, there would never be weeks at a time without fresh episodes.

So, here is a new story under a new pen name! I also write under the name GGluvr1987, but I for some reason had to create this pen name! I know, I'm strange! Anyways, please enjoy and review!

"You told her?" Rory asked incredulously.

"I didn't know it was a secret." Tristan replied. He looked both confused and guilty at the same.

Rory sighed and said, "Why would you tell her?"

"Rory, relax, we tried and it didn't work out. It's not a big deal." Tristan said in a feeble attempt to reason with her.

"It's a huge deal to Paris. And you didn't try, one date is not trying!"

Tristan saw the anger in her eyes and suddenly felt incapable of lying to her. "Look, is it better that I keep dating her even though I like someone else?"

Rory's face softened and more quietly she said, "Oh. I didn't realize." Tristan nodded his head and waited to see what she would do. "So, you're not over Summer yet, huh?"

Tristan gave her a confused look, and upon realizing how naïve Rory truly was, he smirked and gave a slight laugh. This girl really has no idea, he thought. "No, Rory, it's not her."

"Oh, so you've moved on to your next weekly girlfriend? Wow, that was fast, even for you." Rory was well aware of Tristan's reputation, but she didn't think that even he was capable of moving on that quickly.

Tristan actually smiled, not smirked, at her and said, "I definitely wouldn't call this fast. I think this is the longest I have ever been interested in a girl before."

Rory stood for a moment, unsure of what to say. Tristan DuGrey has a crush on a girl? Was that even possible? Did he actually have some feelings hidden somewhere in that arrogant facade? "Well, I'm impressed Tristan. In that case, I will leave you alone. But in the name of our newfound friendship, could you please apologize to Paris?"

"Newfound friendship, huh? Sure Mare, I guess I can do that for you."

Rory smiled awkwardly and said, "Thanks."

She turned to walk away, but Tristan said, "You're not even a little bit curious?"

Rory tiled her head in confusion and said, "About what?"

"The girl." Tristan said simply.

Rory took a step towards him and said, "You know what, Tristan? I don't think I want to know. It will just be all that much depressing to watch you dump her after you've gotten what you want."

Tristan's tone turned angry as he said, "What's that supposed to mean Mary?" He emphasized the word Mary, causing Rory to scowl.

"You know perfectly well what that means Tristan." Rory said, trying to remain calm. She never expected Tristan to become so defensive. It wasn't as if they had ever had a conversation together that didn't consist of insulting the other. It was their thing, if you could even call it that.

Tristan stepped forward and took hold of Rory's elbow, pulling her closer. "You seem awfully concerned Mary. Why do you care?"

Rory wretched her arm away from him and said, "I care about all the helpless girls that you treat like vending machines."

Tristan frowned for a minute, but quickly replaced it with an evil smirk and said, "Oh, I don't pay them. In fact, they should pay me for my services."

"You really are a heartless bastard, aren't you?" Rory asked in a disgusted voice. She took another step away from him and looked into his cold blue eyes. Tristan's eyes were the most interesting ones she had ever seen; at times they were the most beautiful shade of blue she had ever seen, and then other times they turned dark with emotion. It was during the rare times that he gave her a sincere gaze that she could see the difference from what she saw day after day. They almost always had a wall in front of them; doing their job of keeping people away.

Tristan placed his hand on his chest in mock hurt and said, "Ow, Mare, that hurt right here."

"Goodbye Tristan." Rory said and turned around and walked back towards her desk, leaving Tristan staring at her back. That definitely had not gone as he had planned; instead of telling her the truth that he has been dying to get out, he made her hate him even more. If that was even possible, he thought as he returned to his desk.

"Okay people, let's get to work! This has to get done today!" Paris shouted as she returned to the classroom closely followed by Madeline and Louise, who shot Rory death glares.

Tristan looked across the room to give Rory a sympathetic smile, but she frowned and turned her head. "Gilmore, do you have more brilliant ideas?

"Uh, I…" Rory started.

"You know what, why don't you just leave the thinking to me from now on. You don't seem to have the best judgment." Paris said coldly. Rory decided it wasn't the best time to battle her, and just kept quiet.

The group had spent the following half-hour obliging Paris as she barked out orders. Tristan and Rory avoided each other's eyes, and did their best to stay as far away from each other as possible. That didn't last long, however, when Paris said, "Gilmore and DuGrey, since you two are such great friends I've decided to give you the job of combining everyone's individual work. And I don't want some crappy copy and paste job, so make sure you actually put some thought into this."

A horrified look grew on Rory's face and she said, "Paris, do you really think that's the best idea?"

Paris snorted and said, "Hmm, you're talking to me about good ideas? Interesting, really."

Rory sighed and said, "I just meant that you are such a perfectionist, I thought you would feel better doing it yourself."

"Nice try, cupcake. I've made up my mind, now get to work."

Tristan silently thanked Paris and said, "Uh, Paris, it's already 4 o'clock, I don't think we're going to get this done in time."

"Well, I guess you and Gilmore will just have to meet up later to finish it then." Paris stalked off with a satisfied smile on her face. Tristan was doing a little happy dance in his head, and Rory was cursing silently to herself.

"Great, just great. Just what I needed to make my day even worse." Rory said, as Tristan walked towards her.

"It won't be so bad Mary. I happen to have excellent typing skills."

Rory brought her head into her hands and said, "Let's just get this over with as quickly as possible, okay?"

"Whatever you say, Mare." Tristan said. If she knew what he was really thinking, she would have definitely slapped him. This was the perfect opportunity for him to spend some time with her, and he wasn't about to waste it.

So, yes, no, maybe so? Please tell me what you think and whether I should continue! Thanks for reading and please, please review!