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Prologue: Sophomore Year

Rory entered a room at Madeline's Party, she noticed Tristan sitting down at the piano, "Oh sorry."

"No Problem."

"I'm sorry."

"About what?"

"About you and Summer."

"I don't want to talk about Summer."

"Ok. How'd you do on that biology test?"

"What?"

"The test. It was hard wasn't it?"

"Yeah it was hard."

"I got a B-plus"

"What are you doing?"

"Talking about the test."

"Why?"

"Because you said you didn't want to talk about Summer."

"I don't."

"Ok, so I moved to Biology. Sorry did you want to talk about Spanish."

"You just loved it didn't you?"

"Loved what?"

"Seeing me get nailed like that. Must have been a great moment."

"Not really."

"Please. You loved it, she loved it, everybody loved it."

"I did not love it."

"I really liked her too."

"Yeah I know."

"So, where's your boyfriend tonight?"

"He's... not my boyfriend anymore."

"Why not?"

"He didn't want to be."

"Idiot."

"So's Summer."

"You think you'll get back together."

"He was pretty set in his decision."

"When did it happen?"

"Yesterday."

"Wow."

"It was our three month anniversary."

"That suck's."

"Yeah it does suck. Do you think you guys will?"

"No, no. No, no, no, no, no."

"So no?"

"No. Hey, I'm sorry I gave you such a hard time for a while."

"Oh that's ok."

"It is?"

"Well no, but you're sad."

"Yeah well I am sorry."

"I accept your apology."

"Oh man, it's a great party huh?"

"Yeah not bad. It gave me a chance to catch up on my reading."

"You are very odd, you know that?"

"Thank-you."

"Your welcome."

Tristan leans in and kisses Rory. Rory loses herself for a second and then pulls away crying.

"I'm sorry, what did I do? Did I bite your lip or something?"

"No, I just..."

What are you thinking Rory? You just broke up with your boyfriend yesterday and now you're kissing somebody you don't even like. Don't like? Oh... stop lying to yourself, you don't dislike Tristan. He can help you forget all about Dean.

Rory looked at Tristan's confused face, she reached up and pulled his face down to hers, kissing him. Tristan was surprised at first but he wasn't going to fight her on it. He kissed her back letting her take control of the kiss to start with and then taking over and deepening the kiss. Rory slid her hands into his hair and lost herself in his kiss. Tristan stood and took Rory with him; he broke the kiss and looked at her, "we're just going to find somewhere more comfortable ok?"

Rory hesitated just somewhere more comfortable is all, he can help you forget, I'm a teenager I'm supposed to make-out with guys, it's what we do. "Ok."

Tristan took Rory's hand; he led her to the door and peered out before stepping out and closing the door behind them. They eventually found a nicely furnished empty bedroom towards the back end of the house. Tristan closed the door behind them; he turned to her and captured her lips in his. They stumbled over towards the bed and fell down on it. Rory took the initiative and reached down in between them and pulled Tristan's shirt over his head.

"What are you doing?"

"Shut up and kiss me."

Tristan didn't argue and kissed Rory, he let his lips wander down her neck, he nipped at the erratic beating of her pulse where it beat at the base of her neck and nibbled on her earlobe, while Rory's hands traveled over his smooth, lean, muscular back. As Rory scratched her nails lightly over the skin of Tristan's back he muttered, "This is better then I could ever have imagined it."

Tristan's hands trailed down to Rory's waist and lifted her shirt to just under her breasts when she didn't stop him he lifted it over her head. Rory struggled to form coherent thoughts as a heat swept through her. What are you doing Rory? You never let Dean kiss you or touch you like this! But Tristan is a much better kisser then Dean ever was. Why did you wait this long to let Tristan kiss you? As there kisses became even more heated if it was possible Rory's hands moved to the snap of Tristan's pants "are you sure about this Rory?"

Rory hesitated with her fingers on the zip of his pants was she sure? What was she doing? She wasn't planning on having sex with Tristan when they came in here Rory concentrated on the feel of Tristan's skin against hers, and the heat coursing through her and forgot all her worries. This feels so right Tristan was brushing feather light kisses over her shoulders. "If you're not sure we can stop."

Rory's spirits rose with those words he cares about me. She removed her hands from the zip of his pants slid them around to his back and slid them down towards his butt. She found his wallet just where she thought it would be and slid it out of his back pocket. She placed it next to her for easier access later and then returned her hand to his zip and slid it down.

Rory stirred at the persistent ringing noise but didn't try to answer it; she unconsciously snuggled closer to the warm body next to her. The body was moving around a lot but eventually stilled having located the ringing phone and answered it. "Hello" he said groggily.

He handed the phone to Rory, "it's yours."

"Hello."

"Rory, its Lane."

"Who just answered your phone? Where are you? It's after one."

"Oh no." Rory sat up quickly.

"Where are you?"

Rory glanced at Tristan lying next to her, "I found a nice quiet room at the party to read in, I must have fallen asleep. Are you at my place? How?"

"Henry drove me."

"Oh ok good, what did my mum say?"

"She thought it was great, she hoped you were partying the night away, but you could tell she was worried as well, why couldn't my mum be like yours? She'll be disappointed to find out you just fell asleep. But... who answered your phone?"

"Um... Just some guy from the party, he heard it ringing and found me."

"Oh ok, when will you be home?"

"I should be home in an hour an a half at the most."

"Ok bye."

"Bye."

Rory ended the call and looked at Tristan who was lying next to her. Oh my god! What have I done? I just had sex! And with Tristan DuGrey of all people. What is mum going to say? "I have to get home."

"Now?"

"Yes."

"Don't go" Tristan said pulling her back to him.

Tristan started placing warm kisses across her shoulders. This is nice

"I have to, it's after one, can you drive me home?"

"Ok" Tristan said disappointed.

Rory held the sheet to her body as she looked around for her nearest piece of clothing, Tristan crawled out of the bed in all his naked glory. Rory blushed, "can you pass me my clothes?"

Tristan just smirked at her as he gathered together her things and passed them to her.

"Thanks."

AN: I hope you liked the start to this story! I am unsure whether or not to continue so please Review and tell me what you think. I'm really sorry if you think Rory and/or Tristan are out of character in this, but hopefully that will get better in future chapters. I really do appreciate feedback of all kinds.