A/N: I reposted chapters 1-8 after looking it over I decided I didn't like it… the rest of the story goes the same way… it's a little more.. mature and more me(?) CHAPTERS AFTER ARE LONGER!

Disclaimer: I own none of these characters! All of them belong to the WB!

Chapter One:

It was one of those mornings for Rory Gilmore. Those rare mornings where she just couldn't get to sleep and was tossing and turning in bed with absolutely nothing to do.

Normally, she would get out a book and start reading but today the words of any author just didn't seem so appealing.

So what's a gilmore girl to do.

Get coffee.


Tristan DuGray stared nervously at the front porch. He had no idea why he was here. Well...Yes he did. He was here to see Rory. Rory Gilmore, the girl who had stolen his heart and hadn't given it back. Unintentionally of course.

Maybe he should leave. It was only 8am for god's sakes. He argued with himself for a few minutes before deciding….

What would she do if she saw me, he thought.

Tristan knew that his past encounters with her had been... well, Tristan had been an absolute jerk for lack of a better word.

He had been… not nice to her and he knew it. And though he knew he had only done it to get her attention and hopefully win her heart, military school had kicked some sense into him and shown him that being a jerk was definetely NOT the way to win Juliet's heart. Now if only he could pull a Romeo worthy act.

Knocking would probably be a good start.


Rory jumped at the sudden sound. Who on earth would disturb a Gilmore at 8 in the morning! Not even Luke (or flannel man as Lorelai would say) would do such a thing… she thought about leaving the poor person out there in the morning.. but she wasn't that kind of person.. she sauntered over to the door and opened it..

Standing before her was Tristan DuGray

This definetely wasn't a good morning for her... or was it?

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