Chapter One 'Look harder'
Tristan was walking down the halls of Chilton and everyone was greeting him with happy faces. All the girls, any how. He smiled his usual fake smile, just to satisfy them. He walked up to Paris and tapped her shoulder.
She jumped. "Gee, Tristan don't do that, you freak." "What? No 'welcome home Tristan'?" "There would have been one, but you don't deserve it, now." "So." "So what?" She was clearly annoyed. "Where is she?" "Oh, right, Rory Gilmore." "Yeah, where?" "I'll tell you, but you wont like it." "Let me be the judge of that, Paris."
"Okay, she's over there, by Katie, Summer, Ivy, Francine and Claire." Paris pointed towards a group of shallow girls. He looked over there. He didn't se any sign, what so ever, of Rory Gilmore. "Yeah, Great joke, Pa-." She interrupted him, "Look harder." With that she walked to class. He looked again, and found her. She was sitting in the middle. Wearing way to much Makeup and way to little clothing. She was wearing a mini-me of the usual Chilton plaid skirt. And her shirt was barley buttoned at all. She spotted him and walked over. "Tristan" She smiled seductively. "Rory" He said in an uninterested tone. "What? You actually learned my name?" She said, still seductive, putting her right hand on his chest, moving closer. He backed away, "No, I just figured Mary wouldn't fit anymore." She putted her hands around his neck. "Is that a bad thing?" He was just about to answer, when, a dark haired boy came up from behind Rory and putted his arms around her possessively. "Who's that, baby?" "That's Tristan." "Oh, see you at lunch." They made out for like a minute. Tristan got himself a reality check and walked away, when Rory broke of and yelled, "Tris, wait." And turned back to Anthony, her boyfriend of a month, the king of Chilton when Tristan wasn't around. "Se you at lunch, Anth" "Yeah, and you better not be doing anything with him." Anthony said, nodding towards Tristan. "That's my business." She walked over to Tristan who was standing by his locker. "So, what do you think, Tris?" He flinched at the terrible nickname, "Of what?" He snapped. "Moi." "Nothing." She looked all puppy face on him. "Okay, I think a lot less of you than I did a year ago." "That can all be changed." She smiled and walked away. "I actually doubt that." Tristan said to himself and walked away.
It had been a long day, Rory Gilmore walked out of Chilton, she hopped in to her brand new jag, and drove home. Her new home, of a year. She opened the door, handed her bag to one of the many maids, and walked up to her room and locked the door behind her. She laid down on her huge bed, and read. She loved being alone in her room, gave her a chance to leave her, otherwise, awful life, outside. She read her favourite book, Sense and Sensibility, for the 54th time. When she came to chapter 5, the phone rang. She picked it up at the fourth ring. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie." Lorelai answered. "What do you want, mom?"
"I wanted to se how you're doing today." "Well, if you're so interested in me, then, why did you leave in the first place?" "Because, sweetie, this is a great deal, and when I come home, we'll go to Europe, I promise." "Maybe I don't want to go, anymore." "Rory, are you still mad about this?" "What do you think?" "It's been nine months, Rory!"
"Oh, yeah, well nine years would be a lot better!" She hung up. Rory cried, on her bed, how did her life get so fucked up?
Everything started the day Lorelai got the job offer. She got offered a job in Mexico, that paid VERY well. It was a hotel, who needed a good manager, while the one they had was in Africa for 1½ years. Lorelai brought the suggestion home to Rory. At first, Rory thought it was great. They decided for Lorelai to take it, so that they'd have all the money they needed in Europe when she came home. But, about a week before Lorelai was supposed to leave, they suddenly got to the fact, that Rory had to stay in Connecticut. There's where the fighting started. Rory was mad because, she wanted Lorelai to stay, she wanted her in her life. Lorelai was mad because that was something Rory could have come up with before she took the job. Emily insisted on Rory living with them, while Lorelai was gone, that was the arrangement. Rory moved in as fast as she could, without even saying goodbye to anyone in Stars Hollow. Not even Lane or Dean. She started hanging out with the popular click and there she stayed, becoming the most popular girl at Chilton.
She hated it, she would do anything to go back to the way things once were, she missed Lane and Dean, Jess, Luke, Miss Patty, Babette, Morey, Kirk and even Mrs Kim and Taylor. But the one she missed the most, was, of course, Lorelai.
But, she knew it was to late. She had been ignoring them all for so long. She never returned anyone's phone call and she hung up if she answered herself. She hated being popular, she hated her boyfriend, Anthony, he wasn't even that cute. If she was supposed to have a shallow boyfriend, he should at least be hot. That was why she had decided to get Tristan. He was hot, and incredible shallow, and he arrived back in Hartford, two days ago.
She had been very surprised at the way Tristan had been acting, he was immune to her, when every other guy would die to be her boyfriend. Tristan, who wanted her when she was the old Rory, now, when she was hot and popular, was immune to her. She was determined to change all that.
Tristan was walking down the halls of Chilton and everyone was greeting him with happy faces. All the girls, any how. He smiled his usual fake smile, just to satisfy them. He walked up to Paris and tapped her shoulder.
She jumped. "Gee, Tristan don't do that, you freak." "What? No 'welcome home Tristan'?" "There would have been one, but you don't deserve it, now." "So." "So what?" She was clearly annoyed. "Where is she?" "Oh, right, Rory Gilmore." "Yeah, where?" "I'll tell you, but you wont like it." "Let me be the judge of that, Paris."
"Okay, she's over there, by Katie, Summer, Ivy, Francine and Claire." Paris pointed towards a group of shallow girls. He looked over there. He didn't se any sign, what so ever, of Rory Gilmore. "Yeah, Great joke, Pa-." She interrupted him, "Look harder." With that she walked to class. He looked again, and found her. She was sitting in the middle. Wearing way to much Makeup and way to little clothing. She was wearing a mini-me of the usual Chilton plaid skirt. And her shirt was barley buttoned at all. She spotted him and walked over. "Tristan" She smiled seductively. "Rory" He said in an uninterested tone. "What? You actually learned my name?" She said, still seductive, putting her right hand on his chest, moving closer. He backed away, "No, I just figured Mary wouldn't fit anymore." She putted her hands around his neck. "Is that a bad thing?" He was just about to answer, when, a dark haired boy came up from behind Rory and putted his arms around her possessively. "Who's that, baby?" "That's Tristan." "Oh, see you at lunch." They made out for like a minute. Tristan got himself a reality check and walked away, when Rory broke of and yelled, "Tris, wait." And turned back to Anthony, her boyfriend of a month, the king of Chilton when Tristan wasn't around. "Se you at lunch, Anth" "Yeah, and you better not be doing anything with him." Anthony said, nodding towards Tristan. "That's my business." She walked over to Tristan who was standing by his locker. "So, what do you think, Tris?" He flinched at the terrible nickname, "Of what?" He snapped. "Moi." "Nothing." She looked all puppy face on him. "Okay, I think a lot less of you than I did a year ago." "That can all be changed." She smiled and walked away. "I actually doubt that." Tristan said to himself and walked away.
It had been a long day, Rory Gilmore walked out of Chilton, she hopped in to her brand new jag, and drove home. Her new home, of a year. She opened the door, handed her bag to one of the many maids, and walked up to her room and locked the door behind her. She laid down on her huge bed, and read. She loved being alone in her room, gave her a chance to leave her, otherwise, awful life, outside. She read her favourite book, Sense and Sensibility, for the 54th time. When she came to chapter 5, the phone rang. She picked it up at the fourth ring. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie." Lorelai answered. "What do you want, mom?"
"I wanted to se how you're doing today." "Well, if you're so interested in me, then, why did you leave in the first place?" "Because, sweetie, this is a great deal, and when I come home, we'll go to Europe, I promise." "Maybe I don't want to go, anymore." "Rory, are you still mad about this?" "What do you think?" "It's been nine months, Rory!"
"Oh, yeah, well nine years would be a lot better!" She hung up. Rory cried, on her bed, how did her life get so fucked up?
Everything started the day Lorelai got the job offer. She got offered a job in Mexico, that paid VERY well. It was a hotel, who needed a good manager, while the one they had was in Africa for 1½ years. Lorelai brought the suggestion home to Rory. At first, Rory thought it was great. They decided for Lorelai to take it, so that they'd have all the money they needed in Europe when she came home. But, about a week before Lorelai was supposed to leave, they suddenly got to the fact, that Rory had to stay in Connecticut. There's where the fighting started. Rory was mad because, she wanted Lorelai to stay, she wanted her in her life. Lorelai was mad because that was something Rory could have come up with before she took the job. Emily insisted on Rory living with them, while Lorelai was gone, that was the arrangement. Rory moved in as fast as she could, without even saying goodbye to anyone in Stars Hollow. Not even Lane or Dean. She started hanging out with the popular click and there she stayed, becoming the most popular girl at Chilton.
She hated it, she would do anything to go back to the way things once were, she missed Lane and Dean, Jess, Luke, Miss Patty, Babette, Morey, Kirk and even Mrs Kim and Taylor. But the one she missed the most, was, of course, Lorelai.
But, she knew it was to late. She had been ignoring them all for so long. She never returned anyone's phone call and she hung up if she answered herself. She hated being popular, she hated her boyfriend, Anthony, he wasn't even that cute. If she was supposed to have a shallow boyfriend, he should at least be hot. That was why she had decided to get Tristan. He was hot, and incredible shallow, and he arrived back in Hartford, two days ago.
She had been very surprised at the way Tristan had been acting, he was immune to her, when every other guy would die to be her boyfriend. Tristan, who wanted her when she was the old Rory, now, when she was hot and popular, was immune to her. She was determined to change all that.