So yes, yes, I know 'A very snowy christmas' ended kind of funny, and a little rockily, so here's the sequel, and sadly I do not crank out words like some authors so this will take a while. I'm planning this story to end at about 10,000 words and maybe ten or eleven chapters. So, get on board and we'll sit for the long ride! (hopefully it won't be that long)

You do not have to read the prequel (A Very Snowy Christmas, it's basic pure fluff with a surprise ending) but I would reccomend you do since there will be references to that story later on.

To those of you who I wrote back to via reply review I am leaving tomorrow morning on the 10:00am flight to New York. I happily found the inspiration to write more because my friend Misterfuzzyman bribed me with chocolate. I warn you this will probably not be updated for a couple weeks unless miraculously, my godparents bought a computer and installed internet in the past few hours since I last talked to them.

Summary:

So, Rory realizes that she's in love with Tristan. Tristan is as adamant as ever in getting his Mary to be truly his. None of us really like Logan, except for that fact that he's real easy on the eyes. Now, what, might you ask is the plot? Well, think cheating, Jess, revenge, and lots of pretty blonde bimbos. And of course if we could ever exclude the lovely Lorelai and her conflicting mother, we would all be screwed. It's got a bit more drama and a bit less fluff. And hopefully a lot more drunken fist bashing.

(and about the blonde bimbos, I only use that because of the illiteration, no offense towards blondes, as I am currently one of you. Also I do not reccomend doing drunken anything, except to the character's in my story, because its funny when they do it)

Warning, This is a Trory pairing,and it might not be like that sometimes, but it will end with Rory and Tristan Happily together.

Disclaimer: Do I own Gilmore Girls. . . .hhhmmmm, lets ponder that. . . wait no need. I don't.

A Random Day In Randomoscity

This was insane. It was insanity. She couldn't, wouldn't accept that she might be falling for someone other than Logan. I mean it was Tristan for TheCoffee's sake!

But he was so kind, and had been too gentle with her, especially after she had cried when he kissed her. Though she knew that Tristan understood that she just wasn't ready for a another relationship just yet, she still had cried , and not just a few tears, but full out and out sobbing, and she felt guilty for that. Kisses were wonderful things, leaving one breathless and giddy.

And the look on his face. . . . .if she had been born sadistic, she would have been euphoric.

As she walked out of the bathroom, Rory heard a slightly disturbing sound, much like the ring of a cell phone. No wait. That was her cell phone, and realizing this, she clutched the towel around her waist all the more harder ran over to the desk and picked up the phone.

'Hello?' She said rather shakily.

'Help me! please! I have back pain. . . . !' Lorelai Gilmore – Danes complained loudly.

'Mom! I have classes tomorrow. I can't nurse you and finish all my work! And also, back pain? What are you fifty?' Rory was relieved to find that it wasn't Tristan calling. She wasn't ready to face him, and to tell him that he was indeed right. She was in love him, and had yet to deal.

'No! I'm young! I'm only thirty - four! Just in pain! Major pain!' Her mother whined.

'Uhuh. . . .' She zoned out. Article on political debates of Lyme Disease: goes to Doyle tomorrow, eight – thousand words. Paper for Mr. Ednob – Philosophy. The analytical aspects of Sappho's life. . . . . .

'. . . . . . . So how are you doing?' The question cut clearly through her concentration, and accidentally she let go of her folder, papers flying like feathers' onto the floor.

' Oh, uh, I'm fine Mom, should anything be wrong?' Rory answered, slightly miffed at the interruption.

'No, no, its just you seemed kinda down and it hasn't been that long since the breakup. . . . . ' Rory grit her teeth and mentally cursed her mother's inane obsession with her daughter's love life. Or not probably she just needed more time to thin the whole Tristan thing over. . . . . . .

'Everything's fine, just fine Mom!' She said brightly, in hopes of a topic change.

'So you haven't talked to Logan. . . . .' Lorelai was prying, and a little to far for Rory's taste.

'NO! Let's just drop it, okay?'

'Okay, okay, hey here's a pick – me – up! Guess who's coming to visit?' Oh god, not one of her mother's high school friends again, or another of Luke's wild relatives.

'Who Mom? Is there anyway this could be better than coffee?' She half – sighed. What she would do for a cup of coffee. . . . Maybe Stephanie wouldn't mind stopping at Starbucks before hitting the mall. Oh well, she could dream for now.

'Yup!'

'Uhuh, stop dragging this out. Who's coming?'

'Let me think, wait, no, it's Jess.'

'What!'

'Yo, Tristan? Anyone there?' Jonathan Anderssen, his room mate, knocked on his head.

'Uhuh, what? Oh, yeah, okay stop the knocking.' Tristan rubbed his head, and turned to face Jon.

'The main fun – house of the LDB is he – '

'I'M A BOOZE DRINKIN', ASS SWINGIN',LEATHER WEARIN', DEATH GLARIN' WILD CHILD - !'

'SHUT UP FINN!'Three male voices yelled simultaneously.

'Ah, yes I see, are the girls here yet?'

'Nah, they're all on a spontaneous shopping trip.' Jon said sighing unhappily.

'Oh,' Tristan said dejectedly, 'Did they manage to drag my Mary with them?'

Jon smiled, he knew that no matter how much banter and how much denial, Tristan was totally and utterly,in love with one Lorelai (Rory) Gilmore.

'I'm not sure, it's very probable though. You could always call you know.' Jon tilted his head, as if listening to something, or thinking rather deeply.

'Nope, I won't. we might disturb them if they are shopping, and you know how bitchy they get when they waste 'valuable' spending time.' He replied, eyes twinkling in amusement.

Jon let out a laugh at how true it was. On time, they had called while their darling's were in the changing room, Stephanie had taken the phone and thoroughly chastised them for their 'misconduct'. It had not been pretty.

'You think they ever realise, that by taking the time to yell at us they're wasting more shopping time?' Tristan asked after the moment of reflection.

'I'm not sure, I would presume at the rate the girls go at they enjoy being bitchy as much as they enjoy shopping,'

Tristan chuckled. 'Yes,I suppose so...' And the two men lasped into a comfortablesilence.

'Well, then, we need to head out. You sure you don't mind workin' with Huntzberger?' Said Jon, knowing his friend's dislike of the boy Rory was until recently dating. For a while there, they couldn't have the two of them near each other, and the whole gang was a little pissed at Logan's over run sex drive, which caused him to cheat on Rory.

'No, why should I mind? All he did was rip my Mary's heart out and tear it to shreds, so no, I won't mind. Also because I know at the end of today I will be in one piece, versus the many that he will be in.' Tristan responded calmly, almost scarily calm.

'Okay, guess that's a no.' Jon turned and motioned for Colin. 'Okay, buddy Colin, dear, we can't have Broody and Lascivious in the same room, let alone the same team, so what do we do?'

Colin scrunched his eyebrows and thought for a sec, then tapped his noggin. 'Okay, there's nothing going on up there, why don't we ask Finn?'

'FINN! Get your drunken ass in here!' Tristan yelled, tired with the situation.

'Yeah, mate?'

'You're now partnered with Logan, and Colin you're with me. Fixed that right up now did I - ?'

But Tristan was interrupted by a hesitant sounding knock on the door.

'Are you serious?'

'Yup and I gave him you're address at Yale too. Dorm room 523 in the funny looking building.' Lorelai stated proudly.'

Oh crap, Rory thought. 'Mom that's not my room! That's Tristan's room! You must have gotten them mixed up!'

Giggling, Rory's 'mother' replied, 'Oh well, the address was on piece of paper saying Dorm room 523 Yale, funny building.'

'Mom, just give me his number so I can call him and set things right.' She sighed dramatically and rested her head in her hand.

'Sorry Rory, love, Jess is on his way now, and you he lost his cell in California when he was visiting his asshole of Da-' Lorelai was caught in mid sentence as Rory clicked off. Looking at the phone strangely, she pouted and said mock offended; 'How rude.'

Rory felt like she was moving in slow motion, there was no way she would get there in time, Jess, ex – boyfriend was going to hopeful future boyfriend, Tristan's place where also Logan, ex – boyfriend was.

She grabbed her bra and panties and hurriedly put them on, and tugged a shirt over her head and pulled on the short – shorts that she usually wore jogging. (more like scouring out new coffee kiosks)

Shoving her cell in her pocket and grabbing her purse, she ran like a mad woman maniac out the door.

Logan stepped noisily into Tristan's bedroom.

'Has everything been fixed now? Can we finally start the planning for each division?' Logan said coldly.

'Yea, it has now lets all get started, this is one of the biggest functions of the year, and have to plan the biggest most outstanding – '

And apparently, suddenly, there was another knock on the door.

Jon raised an eyebrow. 'Anyone order a pizza or anything?' all the boys shook their heads, with the exception of Finn who had passed out on the twirly chair.

Shrugging his shoulder, Tristan stood, pushed his way into thesmall living room, walked to the door and yanked it open.

A young man with dark shaggy hair, who appeared to be about 5'10, stood leaning against the pneling of the doorway. He started as Tristan ask him grouchily, what he wanted.

Crossing his arms over his leather jacket and scowling, he said clearly, 'Is Rory here? Or did someone happen to give me the wrong address?'

So, you think it's a good start? Or mid start? Please Review! Or as my two year old cousin says ' pwease revooo'

Damn he's so cute.