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Starts in Run Away, Little Boy
"Where is he!" exclaimed Paris as she was running around the school searching for Tristan. "If he doesnt show up so help me god I will make sure that he can NEVER procreate!" "Paris" I said "Why don't you take a chill pill he's right behind you!" She turned around and said curtly "Get into costume, NOW." She turned as if to go abckstage but was interuppted "I can't" wsas all he simply stated.
"Why not?" I asked hesitant of the answer I had a feeling was coming. "My dad's shipping me off to military school, effective immediatley." At this I felt my world spinning and it took all I had not to crumple to the ground. Without waiting for a response he turned and made for the door where somone I assumed was his father was waitng.
As he reached to door I realized this was my last chance before he left. "TRSTAN!" I called out and he simply stopped but didnt turn to look at me. "TRISTAN LOOK AT ME!" I cried. He turned around "What?" he asked. "You can't just leave. We need you for this!" I said trying to keep the tears from falling. He snorted "Sorry Mary. I can't, besides why would you want someone you hate to kiss you onstage in front of bagboy." As soon as the words left his mouth he regretted it, he saw the hurt become apparent on her face. He turned to his dad "Would you just let me do the scene, it's worth a big part of their grades and they shouldnt have to suffer because of my actions. If you wont do it for me do it for them."
I looked at the man that now held the power with hope filling my eyes. "Alright" was all he said before walking to the hall. With this information I let out a breath I had no I idea I was holding. "I would go get changed" I said shyly. "Yeah I guess" he said as he brushed past me.
Ten minutes later our group was assembled on the stage."Okay" said Paris "Now we all know what we have to do. Lets kick the rest of their asses, show them how its done and-" but before she could say anything else we were given the cue to go on stage.
The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!
Here's to my love! O true apothecary!
Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kis I die.
As I heard these three lines I realized that this would be the last time I saw Tristan and I surprised myself by feeling depressed. I then felt his lips on mine and what shocked me to no end was the spark I felt as our lips met. His lips lingered for more than I would have thought but I wasnt going to complain the feeling of his lips on mine provided me with an ecstacy that I knew Dean could never install in me.
As Tristan pulled away from the kiss I heard loud applause which was odd considering most got applauded only when everyone was on the stage. I opened my eyes and to my surprise there was a standing ovation from everyone except form the one person who mattered most, Dean. Hell even Tristan's dad was stading and looking proud which surprised me to no end.
I looked to my left to see Tristan sharing a gaze with his father,maybe this would prove to him that his son was worth something in this school. My eyes sought out my mothers and when I saw her she gave me a Gilmore patented smirk and thumbs up. Me being onstage stopped me from sticking my tounge out at her so I settled for a smirk back at her. I then transferd my gaze to Dean, he met my gaze and mouthed we need to talk. I felt my heart drop, and Tristan noticed something wrong and grabbed my hand "What's wrong Mare, I didnt think I sucked. And you are amazing at playing dead" he finished his statement with a smirk.