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"Tristan, I broke up with Dean." Rory stated matter of factly. It was her eyes, blue, shimmery towards his, that made the situation better. She was his--finally.
"So...what now?" Tristan asked hopefully. But he knew the answer. He just wanted to hear it coming out of her lips.
"I--"
He got impatient, knowing that Rory was his, he walked towards Rory before she could continue further and kissed her. His lips briefly met hers, heaven, without dying.
BBBBBRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG the alarm rang, Tristan opened his eyes. "Damn, it was a dream again. I know she'll never brake up with Dean for me."
A morning routine for him, he woke up, took a shower, changed into his uniform, spiked his hair a bit, and collected his stuff for school. He sat down in the kitchen table, and his nanny presented his breakfast.
Poor boy! He lost his appetite since the beginning of the school year. I wonder what its about? Maybe a new girl? He is certainly handsome boy. I'm so proud of him. I've nursed him since he was little. I know its mean, but his parents are inconsiderate, never paying a cent of concern his way, no affection or love. Only money. Tristan is a good kid, just needs more love.
The dream, so real.... He picked at his breakfast, losing once again his appetite. Oh well, at least I'll see Rory today. She's been sick for awhile, coughing and sneezing. Maybe she has the flu. Rory... that brought a soft smile on his face without realizing it.
He's smiling. There's that LOOK again! The eyes DO tell all. He's in love. Ah, love. At 16, that special someone, is always true love.
Tristan said good-bye to his nanny and left to go to school. While he was driving to school, he saw Rory walking. Ah, so she takes the bus. What number is it? It said 65 Harvard. He looked at the clock, 8:15. Tristan suddenly stopped and rolled down the window. "Hey Rory!" Rory turned her head. "Oh, it's you, Tristan." She said meekly. He was hurt, as if Rory was expecting someone else and was disappointed it was only him. But he put away his misery and asked, "You need a ride?" he smiled at her. Wow, early this morning, and she still looks good. She must have just woken up, her hair's still wet. "Um, ok, thanks." Rory accepted the ride gratefully, but hesitantly. Tristan took a deep breath, he could smell her shampoo. It was lemony tinge smell. He had a goofy smile on his face. But thoughts interrupted him when Rory started to cough violently.
*cough sounds* Rory bent her head in spasm as she coughed, her face red. Tristan stopped the car immediately ignoring the sound of cars honking at him. "Rory! Are you ok? You want me to drive you home. You shouldn't go to school." He asked concerned Without thought, his hands touched her forehead. He took a sharp intake of breath. It was burning! No his Rory was sick! His Rory? When did that come from. He was never possessive, jealous, or protective--ever. But she was different from other girls. She was Rory.
Rory, we've got to get you home. Where do you live?"
A murmur of reply came out. With that information, Tristan drove Rory home.
Tristan knew he was speeding, but Rory was sick!
Finally Tristan got Rory home. During that time, Rory seemed to be off. She was asleep. She looks like an angel. But as angels, she's out of my reach.
"Rory, wake up. You're home" Tristan gently rocked her to wake her up. Only groans replied back. Tristan touched her forehead only to discover that her fever has risen. So he lifted her to his arms. She doesn't weight a lot. This is the only time probably that'll I'll be this close to her. So innocent. In a way, Mary does suit her. So pure, so Rory like. Don't worry, I'll take care of you. With that he went towards Rory's house.
Across the street was Dean, stricken with astonishment. What is Tristan doing with my girlfriend? I knew that jerk likes Rory. I told him not to go near Rory. But wait, why is he carrying her? Maybe something is wrong with her! With that determination Dean ran. "What the hell are you doing with my girlfriend?" Dean growled.
"She's sick. Get her keys." Ordered Tristan.
With that, although Dean didn't take orders, he retrieved the keys. He knew where everything was. Instantly out of Rory's back pocket of her book back was several keys. Dean picked the right one and opened the door. "Her room, turn right, and you'll see a door on the right again, that's Rory's room." This time Dean ordered Tristan.
But how did Rory got to be in Tristan's car?
He knows where everything is already. I'll never fit it. The only comfort I have is my dreams--only up to before I get up! Sweet Rory, don't worry. He laid down Rory on her bed gently. He heard distress moans coming from her. Her in pain, caused him more pain. The only comfort he could do, was to smooth the sweat on her forehead, and brushed aside the stray hairs that stuck to her face tenderly.
He really likes Rory. You could see that, and his heart is gonna break, when he finds out that Rory and I are together still. Rory will never like him back that way. Oh damn, I have an exam to go to. "Yo, Tristan, don't you have school right about now? I have an exam, so I really have to go. I don't want to leave Rory alone. I'll call her mom."
"No, it's ok. I'll call the school to tell them that Rory can't go to school and I'll call in there myself. I'll take care of Rory. Her mom is probably busy." I don't want to leave Rory with Tristan, but he has the idea, I have to leave, and Lorelai needs to work. "Ok, I'll be back around 4:00, and her mom comes a bit later usually." Dean handed Rory's keys to Tristan. Take good care of her. Please." Dean said softly, and then he left.
"Rory, hold on. Ok? I'm gonna buy you some medicine for your fever." But before he did, Tristan found a cloth and dipped in a bucket cold water and wiped her face. Then cleaned the cloth and folded the cloth and laid it on Rory's forehead.
Almost an incoherent groan of a replied came out of Rory's lips, "Don't leave me..." When Tristan was about to say "Wait, I'll get the medicine" before he had to chance to speak, Rory interrupted, "Dean." A frown came on his face.
Dean this, Dean that. Who's here Rory? Me! Jealously surged through his body. But instead he walked out sadly and found a pharmacy and got Rory's medicine that was needed. When he returned Rory was fluttering. "Shhhh Rory, I'm here. Tristan. I got your medicine." He poured the liquid medicine into a spoon he found in the kitchen and said, "Ah" Rory opened her mouth and Tristan poured the medicine into her mouth.
Two hours later.
Where am I? Why aren't I in school? Oh...head...the last thing I remember is getting into Tristan's car. "Tristan!" Rory opened her eyes.
When she felt weight on her lap, she saw a blond hair. That isn't Dean's hair. Figure rose suddenly. "Oh Rory, you're up. That's good." Tristan placed his hand on her forehead. He seemed to be satisfied. "You're fever is all gone." Rory stared at Tristan blankly.
Why is Tristan in my home?
Rory feels better. I'm so glad. He checked his watch, it was only 12 in the afternoon. He saw Rory's eyes roaming towards the clock on her wall. "It's 12. I think we could go back to school." Rory suggested. Feeling better, she already talked about school. That girl, school really matters to her. "No. You just got your fever down." Tristan said. "But, Tristan, I really feel better!" Rory said brightly. "Please...." Rory pleaded. It's so hard to say no to Rory. "Ok, you wanna change to another uniform, it's kinda wet." Tristan suggested. "Ok! Wait, I'll be done in 5 minutes!" Rory grabbed her extra uniform and rushed to the bathroom.
Rory washed her face, and tied her hair back into a neat ponytail, and changed her uniform. True to her word she was done before 5 minutes.
She looks so radiant. No makeup doesn't even take long for her to get ready.
"Ready? I got the car ready." Tristan asked. "Yup." Answered Rory. But she added before coming towards Tristan's car, she lightly touched his arm and said, "Thanks for taking care of me." She smiled and continued to walk towards his car. He automatically unlocked the car, and opened the door for Rory. She smiled her thanks. I love her smile. When she touched me, I felt this electric shock.
Since they were arriving at lunch, Tristan treated Rory to lunch and they ate at a local deli shop, Rory said her thanks, but she could buy her own, Tristan insisted. I might not have this chance with Rory again. She's...Dean's. He didn't like the thought of Rory being Dean's. But he knew it was true.
10 Minutes later they arrived at Chilton. They both got out of the car. Stun faces revealed at Rory was at Tristan's car. Both were late. Paris was one of the many unfortunate viewers.
Rory does nothing and she has Tristan. Her face is flushed...probably because Tristan complimented her. But why doesn't he pay attention to me? I...never saw that look Tristan Dugray had at this moment. He has a silly grin on his face. He likes Rory! Then at that moment, Tristan's arms came over to Rory's shoulder to help her up. Paris saw something she didn't want to see. Tristan murmuring into Rory's ears.
At that moment
"Are you ok. You feel sick? Want me to drive you back home?" Tristan was half way leading Rory to his car again, when she replied, "No, its ok. Just I guess I'm thirsty." Rory said meekly.
"Wait here. Sit." Tristan motioned to Rory to sit at the steps of the school. He ran inside to buy Rory a juice.
Tristan was running inside of the halls of Chilton. Several people were staring at him, as if he's insane. I must be. Catering every whim for a person. Rory. A soft smile came to his face when he thought of her. Her soft hair, her blue eyes, her tiny cleft in her chin. Every detail made Rory, Rory. But, Rory's thirsty. He finally got to the machine, and got change out of his pockets, when he was about to put the money into the slots, some of his friends came and one slapped his shoulder.
"Dugray! Yo man, where were you today?" His friend Jason asked.
"Oh, I saw Rory walking to school while I was driving, and gave her a ride, on the way she got really sick, so I drove her home." Tristan explain.
"Uh huh...though I have to say, she is HOT" all the guys nodded in agreement.
But Tristan wasn't listening, he put his money and pushed the button for apple juice. He saw Rory having it three times in a row at lunch last week. Woh, how did I notice that? He got the juice and run outside to meet Rory. To meet Rory. That sounds really good. Really good.
"Here Rory, got you apple juice." He offered her her juice. She took it gratefully and said, "Thanks! Apple juice is my favourite." She smiled and took a big gulp of it before she capped it the lid on.
"I know."
Rory gave him the blankest look. She blinked, but before she could contemplate any thoughts, Tristan yelled, "Bye Rory." and stalked off.
Tristan is mine. I will have him. Rory's just a challenge for him, he'll be over her. I'll just have to offer him something that she won't ever offer--herself, her body...her heart.
"Hey Tristan," Paris smiled coyly.
"Oh...hey, um, Paris." Tristan wasn't directly looking at her. He was distracted. When Paris adverted her gaze where Tristan was looking, she scowled. She's just a challenge to him.
"So, I thought that you and I could...get together this weekend for a movie or something?" Paris asked, hoping that it'll direct his attention towards her.
"Well, sorry Paris, I'm sorta interested in someone else, and I want to make sure she knows it." Tristan said. Then he had the silly grin without realizing where the grin came from and where his eyes were still. He still thinks that the world doesn't know whom his fascination is. But, maybe he is really interested in Rory. He's giving up free dates so Rory could come around. I will have Tristan Dugray!
"Tristan, Rory doesn't like you. She has Dean. Do you think that she'll brake up with Dean for you? Think hard, because this offer may be the last!" Paris awaited for Tristan's answer.
Damn it! I'll still give you tons of offers...just say yes! You want someone like Rory--I'll play hard to get, I'll do anything!!!
"How did you know?" Tristan asked, finally his eyes adverting towards hers. Finally, some attention. A same step...go slowly.
"It's kinda obvious Tristan. You practically drool at the thought of Rory Gilmore. She's with Dean, you saw them at the dance, no?" With that, she gathered all her dignity to leave aghast Tristan to his own thoughts.
Paris is right. Rory doesn't like me. She likes Dean. He walked grimly towards his next class--with Rory. I really do like her, I'm so scared though, I never felt this way before. Strange, hm? Someone I truly want, isn't for me. Doesn't want me. He walked, a small single drop tear threatened to come down, but Tristan didn't allow weakness, he already had a weakness and her name is Rory Gilmore.
The whole school buzzed with the news. It was already obvious that Tristan Dugray was totally, utterly in love with Rory Gilmore. But Tristan wanted to get over Rory. It was killing him to like her, and the affection wasn't returned. So during the whole sophomore year, Tristan Dugray paid more attention to every girl in school, and never uttered a word towards Rory. Of course the girls knew that Tristan's heart wasn't into it. All the so-called relationship only lasted no more than a month. No one dared to enter his heart. Because they didn't want to admit that fact that Tristan's heart belong to Rory. The one relationship that lasted was Paris and Tristan's. They went out all through junior and senior year. There was rumors that they would get engage after college.
Graduation day, year 2003.
"I first came to this school in my sophomore year. I knew no one, I was a nobody. I came from a small town, Star Hollows, I had a 4.0 g.p.a., a best friend, and just met a guy. I really didn't want to come to Chilton. The academic was hard, I had no best friend, not even a friend, and the guy...I was scared maybe if I'm not there, he'll meet someone and I'll never get a chance. Guess what? I made friends, I still have my best friend, I have a 4.0 g.p.a, and I'm going out with the guy. From that year, I think I took the most risks in my life. They might be juvenile, but when you're 16, everything is hard, and seems that its the end of the world. But its not. You have to take chances and see where it'll lead you. Because you only have once to live for. Chilton, is one of the best schools, and also the hardest. They taught me a lot more than studies, they taught me skills that will help me endure the future. But life isn't always centered around school. But we learn and it helps us grow. Good-bye to childhood and hello world. Congratulations graduates of year 2003." Rory finished her valedictorian speech and stepped down the stage, and loud applause and cat calls came her way.
She's still not mine. After two years and I still like her. Paris is good, she's nice, smart, pretty...but she isn't Rory. I still want Rory. She still has that look in her eyes--for Dean. Lucky guy. But he probably knows it. Tristan took his glaze away from Rory and his head down a tear threatened to come down. No! I won't cry. I WILL win her, I still care for her, she's still in my heart. I want to win her heart, but I wonder if I can.
He's still in love with her. Wait, it's not love, its infatuation, love is reciprocated and Rory doesn't love him. Even when I have Tristan, I don't have him, not his heart. I gave him my body, my everything, and I don't have anything from him but only in bodily form. I want to win his heart, but I wonder if I can.
He looked around and saw Tristan looking at his girlfriend and turned his head down. Well, well, well, Tristan still likes Rory. It's not hard to see why. The thought of Rory made him smile softly. I really love her, and I don't want to lose her, and I won't. Not to Tristan. Dean was fumbling with a ring inside his pocket. I'm gonna propose soon, maybe at dinner tonight. That's a good idea. I've been in love with her for three years and never thought of another girl. He was totally besotted with Rory. I love her.
"Hey Paris, I'm gonna say my congratulations to Rory, be back in a minute, k?" as soon as he said those words he walked towards Rory without a second glance to Paris.
"Rory!" Tristan yelled. He was trying to get near Rory, but people were blocking his way. Story of my life. Always obstacles to overcome. She truly is a vision, so lovely. So out of my reach. Snap out of it Tristan. She's not yours. Say what you wanted to say and leave. Make a clean cut.
"Congrats Rory. I hear you're going to Harvard. Me too." Tristan said.
"Yeah? That's great. I'm going to register next week. I'm excited, aren't you?" Rory babbled on. Her excitement of going to Harvard was surreal.
"Hey, I'll drive you there, if you want that is...it's going to be great."
"Thanks. My mom couldn't she has a wedding reception at the Inn."
"So...I'll pick you up next Monday at 8:00 a.m.?"
"Yup, that sounds good, thanks again, Tristan!" Rory said. Tristan smiled and left. Damn you! You said you wanted a clean break, and making plans with her is a clean break? You moron!
"Tristan, are we going together to Harvard next Monday to register?" Paris asked. I could see that smile again. It must be Rory's effect.
"Um, sure, I offered Rory a ride too." Tristan said. Damn you Rory! Tristan is mine!!!
"Oh ok." Paris said a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"I'll give you a ride, if you want" Tristan said. This conversation is more like with a friend rather than your girlfriend, Tristan!
"Yeah, I'll like that. I'm glad we're going to Harvard together."
"I'll pick you up at 8:15 a.m. Don't be late. I gotta go, Paris." Tristan stalked off.
I wanted alone time with Rory! Damn Paris! Wait...Paris' my girlfriend, not Rory. Rory's Dean's. I don't like that one bit. Those dreams are still there. They haunt me. Why is that? Why can't it leave me alone and get on with my life.
"Dean, Tristan offered me a ride to Harvard on Monday. So don't worry about me. You have work, right?" Rory asked. She kissed Dean lightly on the lips.
Absentmindedly Dean was looked towards Tristan. He's jealous of me, I have Rory and he doesn't. "Tristan?! But...But..." Dean protested.
"What? But what?" Rory asked curiously.
"Rory, do you know Tristan liked you ever since sophomore year?" Dean asked.
"No, Dean don't be silly, we're friends...He practically hates me. Why do you think he called me Mary?! Hm??" Rory teased. She's still naive...Everyone knows she's beautiful and smart, kind, wonderful...list goes on and on.
"He has, and..."
"Don't worry. My heart is with yours, you know that, don't you?" Rory kissed him last and said, "I have to go. See you tonight? At Chez Soiree, at 7?"
"Uh huh, bye Rory" Dean kissed her once before letting her go.
Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
Rory's in love with Dean. I have to get away. "Paris! Paris!" Tristan found Paris at the parking lot and asked, "Paris, how about tonight you and me at Chez Soiree at 8?" Tristan asked. His jealously full-blown at the fact that Rory was kissing Dean. I have no right to be jealous, but I am!! "Really? Ok. You pick me up?" Paris inquired.
"Yeah, so I'll see you at 7:45 p.m.. Don't be late." Tristan warned. He walked off to his car.
Rory, what'll take to win you? Out the corner of Tristan's eye he saw Rory. "Damn you car! Flat tire??!!! How am I gonna get home now? Stupid car!!! I have to buy a dress and NOW you fail me?!!" Rory yelled at her small vehicle.
Tristan laughed softly. "Hey Rory, you need a ride?"
"Yeah. Could you? I'd really appreciate it!" Rory smiled.
Tristan's heart skipped a beat. She still has that affect on me!
"Where do you have to go to buy the dress? I'll take you there"
"You don't have too, it's too much trouble, I haven't bought the dress yet." Rory said.
"It's ok, I have nothing to do right now. I don't mind going shopping" Tristan said honestly.
"Um, ok, thanks, Tristan!" Rory smiled and entered the convertible of Tristan's car.
"You know, I know some great boutiques that sell really nice dresses." Tristan suggested. "It's not far from here."
"Thanks."
On the way they talked about a lot of stuff, about school, life and everything. To Tristan it seemed as if he was falling in love with Rory, deeper than ever. "Here we are!"
Together they walked into several stores. To Tristan, it seem that all dresses that Rory tried on, was magnificent. However, they walked in Guess store and Rory found a dress with spaghetti straps and it was ice blue, silk material that clung to her body. It was shimmery ice blue material that had a slit up to her knee and it was floor length. It was absolutely beautiful on Rory, and this time she couldn't deny it. Rory looked at the price tag. "Its on sale..." Her smile turned into a frown. She turned to Tristan, "You know what, I don't think this dress is for me. I'm gonna look around, I'm really sorry Tristan you must have other things to do, so you can go. I'll find a ride later."
"I think the dress is for you, Rory." Tristan said softly. I'm gonna buy you that dress. I have money. Tristan knew the dress size was 6, and when Rory went to change out of the dress, Tristan got the same dress and went to the cashier and bought it with his credit card. It was a 150 dollars. It's worth it. She's going to wear it at the grad party at 10 tonight. She'll look beautiful as always. This thoughts were interrupted when Rory stepped out of the dressing room. "Rory, I went to buy you a gift for graduation saying congrats on being valedictorian. Please accept it. Ok?" Tristan asked, and he added. "If you reject my gift, I'll be really hurt."
"Ok, but I didn't get anything for you."
"I wasn't the valedictorian, was I?" That seemed to shut Rory's mouth.
Tristan presented her gift, and Rory knew what it was. The dress. "Thank you Tristan." She went up and hugged him and kissed him softly on his cheeks. The two stared at each other intensely and Rory was to first to brake the glaze.
Tristan drove Rory to her home, even though it was 2 years he was last been at Rory at the faithful day when she was sick, he still remembered. Rory didn't say a thing. "Thanks again Tristan. I'll see you guys at 10 at the party?" Rory asked.
"You guys?" Tristan asked
"You and Paris" Rory softly laughed and went inside.
Because Rory, you're still in my heart.
Later that night at Rory's House.
Rory put on the dress and put her hair up in soft curls, it was simple coif, but elegant, but not too overdone, or underdone. It was just appropriate. Rory had done her makeup but applying a little amount of foundation, and had gray charcoal pencil liner on her eyes, and put a sliver slimmery eye shadow, and applied a bit of Clinque "kissyfit" to add a hint of colour to her lips. She put a shawl on and waited for Dean. When Dean arrived, he said "Wow Rory, you look...stunning"
"Thanks, Tristan bought it for me. He said it was a graduation gift for being valedictorian."
Dean frowned. "Dean, its a gift, and your notion of him liking me is preposterous!" Rory smiled and said her good-byes and left with Dean to go to Chez Soiree.
"You look beautiful did I tell you that?" Dean asked
"Sort of." Rory blushed.
"You do, but I don't think you need makeup at all, you look great just as you are." Dean said truthfully.
At Chez Soiree.
Dean and Rory sat at the candlelight and ate their dinners and talked and laughed. Just than Tristan and Paris arrived. Tristan's immediate look was on Rory. She looks beautiful.
"Tristan! Look, its Rory and Dean. Let's go and say our greetings." Paris pushed, she wanted to rub salt on an open wound. Maybe this will make him realize that Rory isn't up for grabs.
"Wow Rory, that dress is really nice. Where did you get it?" Paris asked.
"At Guess, I have Tristan to thank for." Rory said, and smiled at Tristan.
All Tristan could do was stare at Rory. She looks absolutely beautiful. Without realizing Tristan said softly, "You look amazing Rory."
All heads turned to Tristan. He said nothing. He lead Paris to their seats which was near Rory's and Dean's.
"Paris, you look really nice today." Tristan commented. But Paris looked pale compared to Rory.
"Yeah? Thanks. I bought it last week for today." Paris replied. It was a green dress, the colour of emerald that came to the floor, and the slit was up two inches above Paris's knee, and it was strapless. It was mostly made of sequins and it gleamed in the light. Her brown hair was swept up in a french twist making Paris look elegant. Paris had foundation, powder, and gold, slimmery eye shadow with red lipstick. But Rory, wow, I knew she was pretty, but tonight...But she doesn't need that makeup, though she looks good in it.
"Rory, I want to say something to you, and it's not now, but for the future. Our future. Understand?" Dean asked, looking deep into Rory's eyes. She looks stunning. This is it. I'm gonna propose.
Rory nodded in understanding. "After Harvard, and when you're ready, will you marry me?" Dean kneeled on his knee and held Rory's glaze and eyes. He held a simple solitaire. A silver band with a small diamond in the middle. The whole restaurant was looking at Dean and Rory's table all anticipating at her answer.
He proposed to her! She might say yes. Tristan closed his eyes, hurt. But he couldn't stop staring at Rory, waiting for her answer.
"Dean, get up. We're too young to make decisions so far into the future. I really do love you, you know that, right? But...we're both going to different college, me Harvard, you UCLA. Totally different places. What happens if you meet a girl and you fall in love with her. I'd be devastated, and I don't want to go through that. So ask me again, after college if you still love me." Rory concluded.
"My mind is made up, you know, I fallen in love with you since sophomore year, and I still feel the same. Wait, mistake. I fallen more deeply in love with you, and can't imagine what it'll be like without you in the future." Dean persuade
"I know, let's wait though. Please?" Dean could never have said no to Rory. It was impossible.
She said no. Good, at least I have a chance with Rory. In Harvard, anything can happen, lets just hope it's for the best.
After the Chez Soiree and to the Graduation party.
"CONGRATULATIONS RORY!!" The everyone shouted as soon as Rory entered the ball room. "Thank you, everyone!" Rory answered back.
The whole night was filled with joy, laughter and fun.
"Rory, may I have this dance?" Dean asked as he bowed and kissed her hand.
"Why, certainly, it'd be my pleasure!" Rory wrapped her arms around Dean's neck.
It's deja vu. Just like the dance at sophomore year. They gonna kiss, I'm so sure. Just like Tristan predicted, Rory and Dean kissed. A scowl appeared on handsome Tristan's face. I want to be the one that holds Rory, says the sweet endearments, and to kiss her, and know that her heart belongs to me.
The dance ended, and everyone started to wonder and talk, but there was another slow dance coming on and Tristan walked to Rory, before Dean had a chance and went behind Rory's back and whispered in her ear, "You look lovely, Rory. May I have the honor of this dance?" Rory turned her head, "Ok, Tristan." To the onlookers they saw something that they shouldn't seen. Tristan totally oblivious to the world, because Rory was in his arms like his dreams. It seemed as Tristan held to Rory a little tighter, a littler closer, and closed his eyes and took a deep breath as if he wanted to remember everything about her. Even Paris noted that.
He never held me that way.
He's totally besotted by Rory.
I never want to let her go.
The two unlikely couples were dancing to the song *NSYNC's "I thought She Knew" Dean and Paris were not happy to see Tristan all over Rory. But truth be told, it looked as if Tristan was in love with Rory.
"May I cut in?" Dean interrupted. He didn't want to see anymore of Tristan fawning over his girlfriend. Not that Paris had to see that Tristan's heart didn't belong to her.
Reluctantly, Tristan let go of Rory. "See ya, Rory, till Monday." Tristan walked away.
"Paris, may I have this dance?" Tristan asked.
"I thought you never ask." more than one ways.
I wish Dean never interrupted our dance! *Sigh* I was in utopia! Paradise that was right infront of me, in my arms. Dean is very lucky.
The conflict.
The dance ended, Paris and Rory had went to the restroom. During that time, Tristan decided to confront Dean. "Dean."
"Tristan" The air was tense, even a knife could cut through it.
"You're a damn lucky guy, Dean." With that Tristan left and walked across the room to get a drink.
At the Rest room as the same time Dean and Tristan was talking
"Hands off of Tristan, Rory Gilmore, because I won't let you have him. He's mine!" Paris streaked. The other girls huddled around to hear the argument.
"I know, and I don't like Tristan that way, Paris." Rory implied
"Accepting gifts, dance...Oh I say there's more going on!" Paris was hysterical. "Everyone knows Tristan is still in love with you. How do you do it, Rory? Wrapped around your finger, calling him, and he'll run to you, gladly." Paris was pouring out her resentments.
"You can have him, I don't like him that way, for the last time. Did you know that Dean proposed today at dinner?" Rory asked.
"Everyone heard. Did you that Tristan's heart was breaking, waiting for your answer. You could have seen the pain in his eyes and the relief when you said to wait."
"Paris, it's not my fault whatever you think that Tristan likes me. Because he doesn't we're just friends." With that Rory left the restroom.
Two seconds later.
"I know." Dean whispered softly.
"You know what?" Rory teased.
"That I'm a hell of a lucky guy to meet you, to see you, hold you, and to kiss you."
"I'm not that special, Dean."
"Yes you are. It's so natural to fall in love with you, and love you. It's like breathing."
Rory faced Dean and wrapped her arms around his neck, and Dean put his arms around Rory's waist. She lifted her face and kissed lightly on Dean's lips and murmured on his lips, "Do you know how much you mean to me?"
The rate of their relationship is going, I'll never have a chance with Rory. It hurts to see them hug, laugh together their secret jokes, their intimacy, their love, and kissing each other. It really hurts. Could I be in love with Rory?
I must love Dean, right. But why did I reject his proposal tonight? Do I have doubts? I know I should love Dean. My first boyfriend. Have we lost chemistry? Why does Tristan comes to my head once in a while now? Nah, probably because Dean and Paris' nonsense. Yeah, it has to be.
I know Rory loves me. But why did she reject my proposal? Doesn't she love me, doesn't she see our future together? Or am I in it at all? I just have to try harder now. We're both going to colleges so far from each other. It'll take more effort, but Rory's worth it. I don't want to let her go. I love her too much to.
Tristan's in love with Rory. I have to face facts. His eyes tell everything. They're hurt the fact that Rory and Dean are hugging, kissing and laughing at a joke. He can't take it. He's not mad, but sad. He really wants to be with Rory. Then why the hell is he with me? Because Paris, you want him badly, you want him in any circumstances, even if he's in love with someone else.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! We would like to announce the cutest would-be couples in Chilton. This means that they have never dated, but would look utterly adorable. Just a thought. Even though many of us have significant others, do not take this offensively or seriously. Because it's just for fun!" Announced the school spirit girl. She was elected for three times in a row, she definitely filled the role though. She was perky, bright and amiable.
I hope its me and Tristan...wait, did she say that the couples that never dated. Technically in heart, Tristan isn't with me, maybe we could still count! Paris thought bitterly
Maybe it's me and Rory, it'd be so cute. Take our picture, and I would treasure it forever. She's so beautiful! Tristan sighed wistfully.
It better not be Rory and Tristan, I don't want them to have "warm" memories. Its already bad enough Tristan gotten into Harvard. I need to keep a close eye on him. I do trust Rory, I just don't trust TRISTAN!
"Dam da da...Rory Gilmore and Tristan Dugray!! Come on up. I never knew why you never date Tristan, Rory!! But then I see your boyfriend, then I remember!" joked the spirit girl. People in the audience laughed along. But it was laced with truth.
"SMILE!" Spirit girl said.
Tristan and Rory took a picture together and Rory laughed out loud. "What's so funny?"
"The fact that it isn't for the cutest couple, but would be couple!"
But truly the two young people did make a nice sight. Even Dean and Paris agreed silently to themselves.
Wow, never thought of it, but Rory do make a good couple with Tristan. But he better watch out, don't dream too much, Tristan Dugray! Because Rory's mine!!
Tristan and Rory do make a cute couple. I knew that, but I don't like the fact it came true, and in front of the whole graduate class of 2003!!!
"How about a dance between the cute would-be couples???!!!" Someone in the crowd yelled. Slowly, out of control many in the crowd yelled, "YES! YES! YES! Rory and Tristan!!"
Rory looked back to Tristan, and smiled. "Why not, Dugray?"
Tristan held out his hand and Rory took it, and Tristan lead her down the stage to the center of the dance floor. As addition someone turned off the lights and put spot lights on the couple.
Tristan bowed gallantly and asked, still holding her hand, "May I have the honors of this dance." He flashed his famous Dugray half smile. Because it might be my last.
"Yes." Tristan brought her hand to his lips and kissed it lightly. He still had the charm.
"Awwwwww.." The girls sighed softly. All loved Tristan. The guys "Aw" sarcastically, but in reality, they were jealous. Rory first came to Chilton, she was pretty, also in an innocent way. The guys realized it back then, but never had the guts to ask her out. For she was publicly known to all of Chilton, taken. Now, she turned to become a beautiful woman. Poised, witty, nice, charming, beautiful, intelligent. A rare combination in a person. But Rory Gilmore was all that and more.
The scare that gave the crowd was that, it seem the dance meant more to Tristan than a simple one. The look in his eyes gave it all away. Everyone thought. I knew he had feelings for Rory Gilmore.
The girls thoughts were, No wonder his heart wasn't into a relationship. He's been in love with her! I knew it since sophomore year. Poor Tristan. Rory's in love with her boyfriend.
The guys thoughts were, No wonder his relationships never lasted. Poor Paris, she doesn't deserve this! No wonder he never let us talk about Rory how pretty, nice and smart she is.
That look again! Paris and Dean thought.
It was buy LeAnn Rimes "Can't fight the moonlight"
"Yeah..." But the only person I want to make happy is you!
"Dean." Rory whispered behind his back.
Dean twirled around and his hands went to her waist and kissed her. So passionately that even both were surprised.
He never kissed me like that, ever!
I never kissed anyone like that. That urge to remind Rory that I'm still here was so strong.
The kiss they just shared, it's so...passionate! I never seen a kiss like that. Rory and Dean never kissed like that. It's their first real kiss that meant it because they...lo...love each other!
Maybe that kiss will delusion Tristan that Rory is Dean's! I have to win his heart. But how can I, if he's so besotted with Rory?!
"Paris, we need to talk." Tristan led Paris out of the ballroom. When the couple were outside. The walked a bit out of the territory of the ballroom. He made Paris face him. "Ahem, this is really hard, and I'm nervous. We've been together for like what? About two and a half years..." Tristan stated. I can't believe I'm gonna break up with Paris. But I know she deserves a guy who gives her his heart. Mine's not with her, its with Rory.
He's gonna propose! Good, finally. Don't be nervous Tristan darling!
"Yea..." Paris was interrupted before she could start her sentence.
"Don't interrupt, because then, I might lose the guts to say what I have to say in my heart." Don't be hurt, Paris.
Go on, Tristan!
"I think we should break up. I'm sorry." Tristan finished. "If you still need a ride on Monday, I will give you one. But please don't be mad. I think we're better off as friends."
"I hate you. You are doing this because of Rory Gilmore. She'll never give you the daylight. She loves Dean. Don't you see the look she gives to Dean and Dean to her?!" Paris was mad now. She knew that Tristan liked, or moreso obsessed with Rory, but to give up a relationship this long...ha! Why didn't you break up with me, long ago Tristan Dugray? "Why didn't you break up with me long ago, Tristan?!" Paris waited for the answer.
"It was selfish of me. I wanted to make Rory jealous, and make her see how great I can be. That I'm over her. To be with someone, like she has with Dean. So much more..."
"You are great. But, you can only make her jealous if she loves you. You aren't over her, not by a long shot. I thought that if you went out with me this long, you would see how great we are together. Rory was the apple in your eye, and I know I can't beat that!"
"I'm truly sorry."
With that Tristan left, going inside.
Tristan...how could you???? After all these years together, I really thought that I could erase her off your mind. I gave you my all, and she did nothing! How did she won your heart so securely?
Rory, I will win your heart. I...I think...I might be in love with you!
Monday.
*Honk honk!*
Rory came out of her house running towards Tristan. "Sorry, I'm late, Tristan!"
"It's ok. So, you hungry?"
"Yeah, a bit. We could go to Luke's. I have a major craving for his hamburgers, if you're ok with that..." Rory asked.
"Yup! Hamburgers sound great."
At Lukes.
"Coke, cheeseburger with fries with gravy, please, Luke." Rory ordered.
"I will have, Coke, cheeseburger with poutine." Tristan ordered.
"Coming up, kids. Rory, I heard you're going to Harvard. Real proud of ya!" Luke told Rory.
"I'm really excited!!!"
"You should be. Your orders coming right up!" Luke went away to get their food.
"Rory, you will be the star at Harvard. You got a scholarship to Harvard, and you know people there! You won't be lonely. How great is that??" Tristan hyped.
"Well, the scholarship part is great. I know no one..."
"Hey! You know me!!!!"
"Ok, so given. How great is that? Well good...it's just that...Dean didn't get it."
"Ah so the boyfriend dilemma comes in!"
"What do you mean?"
"Well he could cheat on you, or find someone else..." Tristan sowed a paranoia seed in Rory's head. I'm sorry, but if I have to win you, I will do anything.
"He wouldn't would he?"
"You never know...I mean you go to Harvard, he go to another school so far away. Phone bills are costly. Visting even more so. You could try." Tristan informed her. Even though he wanted to break them up, he couldn't bear to see misery on Rory's face. She loves him! Damn..its gonna be harder than I thought. Nothing's ever easy.
"Foods ready. Here you go kids."
"Yum.." Tristan broke the silence between them.
At Harvard University. (Sowiez to ppl. I know that they live in Star Hollows, but what State I do not know! =) So I'll decide that it was only a couple hours of driving.)
"So Rory, meet me up in 3 hours here. Ok? You have a cell with you so if you need any help you have my cell number?" Tristan fussed over Rory.
"Yes mom!" Rory laughed and walked away.
"Wow, who's that cute guy? He sure is hot. Well gotta go girls, see ya, if you do see me." A girl giggled with her friends and walked towards Tristan.
"Hi, I'm Cheryl Florrester. Nice to meet you." Her voice was filled with attempt seductiveness laced with dishonesty. Tristan preferred, the straight out comments, the honest sound. Like Rory's.
"Hi. Tristan Dugray." He absently introduced. His thoughts were still with Rory. Although they said to meet up later, he missed her. Jeesh, its only been what, 2 minutes and I miss her?? I have this girl, who is flaunting over me, and I'm not interested. I've got to be crazy...for Rory.
"Um, have you seen my girlfriend. She's this tall, the most gorgeous blue eyes, a little cleft on her chin, mahogany brown hair?" Tristan pointed. He didn't want this Cherise girl or whatever to hang on his arm, in case Rory saw and got jealous. Yeah right she'd be jealous! But I don't want her to get the wrong idea, I need to show Rory that I'm all hers.
"I don't think so. But maybe you want to get a coffee?" Cheryl pushed
"Uh, I don't think my girlfriend would appreciate that." Tristan lied.
"What she doesn't know...can't hurt her."
"Sorry, but Rory...I couldn't do that."
"You know, I would have thought that you are the type of player boys." Cheryl commented.
"Nope. Faithful to the end. Sorry, but Rory means too much to me. It took me a LONG time to win her." Tristan confide lying partially.
"You want to tell me it?" Cheryl asked. Oh well, at least maybe we could be friends! Ha! With that face and body...Friends wouldn't last long. Oh well...buh bye Lil' Rory! Cuz Tristan's mine! "I loved Rory for so long. She had a boyfriend at the time. She brought him to the dance, mind you that she never knew I liked her, I was just a jerk who bothered her...I couldn't handle it. She didn't like me back then. So I dated a lot, and one girl particular, Paris. But...she wasn't Rory. Finally I broke it off, and luckily, Rory and her boyfriend broke up. She and I hooked up, after I chased her a lot though. Now we're going to Harvard together. It's going to be great." Tristan told her. Though he lied, he wish that Rory and him would come together for real.
He's eyes, when he's talking about Rory, there...starry. He must really like her. Hmmm I wonder who she is...
"Well, you must really like her." Cheryl state.
"Love her." Tristan corrected absentmindedly.
"Tristan! What you doing here...line up to sign up for the courses you want. They're really filling up. I barely got into Journalism!!!" Rory told Tristan excitedly. "Hi, I'm Rory." She turned to Cheryl.
"Cheryl Florrester."
"Tristan, Cheryl, what courses are you guys going to take?" Rory asked. Tension was around them. Tristan couldn't keep his eyes off of Rory.
So...well, well, well, it seems Mr. Gorgeous is single. Those eyes can't lie. He's not with Rory, but he sure likes her! Well, this is my chance.
"Well, I think that I will sign up for couple course and get a cup of coffee. I was hoping Tristan here will join me." Cheryl plotted.
"I think he wouldn't say no. Right Tristan? Well I gotta go!! Meet you in 2 and a half hours, rite?" Rory ran out.
"So your girlfriend said it was ok. So how about that coffee?" Cheryl asked.
At a coffee shop.
Cheryl flipped her blonde hair over her shoulders and eyed Tristan in attempt to be 'sexy'. "So you and Rory aren't going out, are you?" Cheryl stated matter of factly. Her green eyes narrowed to him.
"No. But I really like her...a lot. But she doesn't notice me. Yeah its true, I liked Rory for a long time. When out with a lot of girls, found one girl who happened to like me a lot. Paris, but I decided couple days ago, it wouldn't work out, not with me thinking of Rory. The dance part is true, and her boyfriend, Dean is still with her. He proposed to her couple days ago. Rory said to wait, he's going to UCLA. I hope he finds another girl." Tristan told Cheryl.
"You really like her, don't you? So you are rejecting every date a girl asks you? In hoping Rory will notice you and you'd be still single." Concluded Cheryl
"Yeah." Tristan smiled sheepishly. "I never felt about anyone I do as much as I do about Rory. I think she might be...the one I truly fell for."
"I think you should move on...you are extremely hot, smart, nice...no sane girl would ever say no to you. Go after another...say you and me, dinner sometime?" Cheryl suggested.
"Rory. Dean is the one who hung the moon for her. Her first...love" Tristan choked. It hurt him to admit that Rory was in love with Dean.
"How long have you liked Rory?"
"Since sophomore year."
After everyone gotten their courses selected. Tristan and Rory meet at the designated destination.
"Rory, got all your classes?" Tristan asked.
"Yup, you?" Rory asked back.
"Uh huh. So maybe...we'll have a class or so together?" Tristan asked slyly.
"Dunno, what did you choose?"
"Science bio and chem, physiology, English Lit, Latin, Media Arts"
"I have English Lit and Media Arts. Maybe we will!" Rory smiled.
"I thought you wanted to be a doctor, Tristan, then why Media Arts?"
"Because, I wanted some enjoyment. Why have so many boring lectures? I thought open my horizons." Explained Tristan. In truth he knew that Rory wanted to take English Lit and Media Arts. It happened that to be a doctor he needed English Lit. The Media Arts wasn't necessary, and he wanted classes with her without jeopardizing his future career.
"Oh that's nice." Rory said absentmindedly.
TBC
I'm gonna be with you
And no one's gonna be around
If you think that you won't fall
Well just wait until, 'till the sun goes down
Underneath the starlight starlight
There's a magical feeling so right
It will steal your heart tonight
You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know, but you know
That you, can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark you'll surrender your heart
But you know, but you know
That you, can't fight the moonlight,
No, you can't fight it
It's gonna get to you'r heart
There's no escaping love
Once a gentle breeze (once a gentle breeze)
Sweeps it's spell upon your heart
And no matter what you think
It won't be to long
'Till your in my arms
Underneath the starlight starlight
We'll be lost in the rythm so right
It will steal your heart tonight
You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know, but you know
That you, can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark you'll surrender your heart
But you know, but you know
That you, can't fight the moonlight,
No-o you can't fight it
No-o matter what you do
The night is gonna get to you.
(Your gonna know)
(That I know)
Don't try you're never gonna win
Underneath the starlight starlight
There's a magical feeling so right
It will steal your heart tonight
You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know, but you know
That you, can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark you'll surrender your heart
But you know, but you know
That you, can't fight the moonlight,
No-o you can't fight it
(repeat)