1 Title: The Phone Is a Wonderful Thing
Author: Lauren
Email: PaceysLilMcPhee@aol.com
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, Tristan (that was hard to admit.) or Rory. Someday, I wish. Maybe. Okay, probably not. But let me have my dreams.
Summary: When Tristan forgets a homework assignment one day, he calls Rory. Who knew that a phone call could result in civil conversation between the two? And later on.friendship? Maybe more? Read to see.
Rating: PG
Coupling: Tristan/Rory
Author's Note: This plot of this story was my idea. It came from a situation I found myself in which comes up here in the first chapter. I wanted to allow Tristan to make decisions I wish I had and wanted to explore since I had chosen different options. Anyway.enjoy and I'll try to make frequent updates. I welcome feedback! So be sure to review if you read. And I'm sorry this chapter is sort of short so that's why I put up 2 chapters this time. The chapters were much longer handwritten on paper..
Chapter 1
Tristan entered his house and shut the door with a bang. He could faintly hear the maid vacuuming in one of the rooms downstairs on the other side of the house. He turned and ran up the stair case that led to his room. Letting out a deep breath, along with the façade he used at school, he dropped his bag on the bed. He decided to start on his homework so he could get it out of the way. He took out his French book and began searching for the assignment. After 10 minutes he realized he wasn't going to find it. In fact he didn't even remember writing it down. Which meant he probably didn't. All because of Rory Gilmore.
Rory Gilmore was in his French class. Since the class was boring and extremely easy (he had always been good at foreign languages especially French after spending a few summers in France) he spent the period starring at Rory. Rory was beautiful. She was one of the first girls not to respond to his advances, making her even more beautiful. She wasn't just someone he wanted to add to his unwritten list of conquests. He really had a thing for her. She was special. They had even at one time worked on a project together once. He had treated her miserably as usual - he didn't know how else to act - and she had openly announced to him her disgust. He had put up a good act, pretending it hadn't bothered him; it had bothered him though. He knew he'd never win her approval. The one bright spot in the project was that in order to keep each other updated on their progress, they had traded phone numbers.
Remembering that detail, he realized he needed to call someone for the French assignment. And the only number he could use was Rory's. Louise had been absent so it was useless to call her. The rest of the girls whose phone numbers he had were mostly ex-girlfriends and a phone call to them would probably result in being hung up on. And he had never bothered to get any of the guys numbers.
Half of him wanted to pick up the phone and call her. Just to hear her voice. He dreamed for a moment that he'd actually strike up a civil conversation with her. That they'd talk for a few hours. That the feelings he was feeling would become mutual.
The other half of him was trying to talk himself out of it. After all, she hated him. He had never given her a reason to like him. He had been horrible, torturing her day in and day out.
But all that could change. He hoped with maybe this phone call.
"Stop being a coward Dugray," he said to himself disgusted. "She's just a girl.a beautiful girl.but still just a girl!" He sighed loudly and mumbled aloud, "Just pick up the phone and call her!"
So he did. He quickly dialed her number and tapped his foot as he waited for her to answer.
"Hello?" Rory answered. Tristan knew it was her, he loved the sound of her soft and unique voice.
"Hey, it's Tristan, Rory Gilmore there?" he asked playing dumb.
Rory sighed, "Hey Tristan. What do you want?"
"Well right now, just the French homework. I didn't get a chance to write it down, I didn't hear it."
"Um okay, well it was just that paper that's due in two days."
"Yeah, okay, I've got that done. I bet you do too though huh?"
"Yes, actually, I do."
"Well, whatta know. And if we're both not wasting time on it right now maybe we could -"
"Goodbye Tristan," Rory said interrupting him and preparing to hang up.
"Wait!" Tristan said desperately. Now that he had actually called her he didn't want to hang up.
"What? Do you have some need to torture me outside of school as well as in or something" Rory asked sounding irritated.
"No um, I just wanted to say thanks for letting me know about the homework assignment. I'll see you tomorrow."
There was a pause. It was so long, Tristan began to wonder if she was still there or had hung up on him.
"No problem," she answered finally. "I'll see you tomorrow."
And they hung up.
Author: Lauren
Email: PaceysLilMcPhee@aol.com
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, Tristan (that was hard to admit.) or Rory. Someday, I wish. Maybe. Okay, probably not. But let me have my dreams.
Summary: When Tristan forgets a homework assignment one day, he calls Rory. Who knew that a phone call could result in civil conversation between the two? And later on.friendship? Maybe more? Read to see.
Rating: PG
Coupling: Tristan/Rory
Author's Note: This plot of this story was my idea. It came from a situation I found myself in which comes up here in the first chapter. I wanted to allow Tristan to make decisions I wish I had and wanted to explore since I had chosen different options. Anyway.enjoy and I'll try to make frequent updates. I welcome feedback! So be sure to review if you read. And I'm sorry this chapter is sort of short so that's why I put up 2 chapters this time. The chapters were much longer handwritten on paper..
Chapter 1
Tristan entered his house and shut the door with a bang. He could faintly hear the maid vacuuming in one of the rooms downstairs on the other side of the house. He turned and ran up the stair case that led to his room. Letting out a deep breath, along with the façade he used at school, he dropped his bag on the bed. He decided to start on his homework so he could get it out of the way. He took out his French book and began searching for the assignment. After 10 minutes he realized he wasn't going to find it. In fact he didn't even remember writing it down. Which meant he probably didn't. All because of Rory Gilmore.
Rory Gilmore was in his French class. Since the class was boring and extremely easy (he had always been good at foreign languages especially French after spending a few summers in France) he spent the period starring at Rory. Rory was beautiful. She was one of the first girls not to respond to his advances, making her even more beautiful. She wasn't just someone he wanted to add to his unwritten list of conquests. He really had a thing for her. She was special. They had even at one time worked on a project together once. He had treated her miserably as usual - he didn't know how else to act - and she had openly announced to him her disgust. He had put up a good act, pretending it hadn't bothered him; it had bothered him though. He knew he'd never win her approval. The one bright spot in the project was that in order to keep each other updated on their progress, they had traded phone numbers.
Remembering that detail, he realized he needed to call someone for the French assignment. And the only number he could use was Rory's. Louise had been absent so it was useless to call her. The rest of the girls whose phone numbers he had were mostly ex-girlfriends and a phone call to them would probably result in being hung up on. And he had never bothered to get any of the guys numbers.
Half of him wanted to pick up the phone and call her. Just to hear her voice. He dreamed for a moment that he'd actually strike up a civil conversation with her. That they'd talk for a few hours. That the feelings he was feeling would become mutual.
The other half of him was trying to talk himself out of it. After all, she hated him. He had never given her a reason to like him. He had been horrible, torturing her day in and day out.
But all that could change. He hoped with maybe this phone call.
"Stop being a coward Dugray," he said to himself disgusted. "She's just a girl.a beautiful girl.but still just a girl!" He sighed loudly and mumbled aloud, "Just pick up the phone and call her!"
So he did. He quickly dialed her number and tapped his foot as he waited for her to answer.
"Hello?" Rory answered. Tristan knew it was her, he loved the sound of her soft and unique voice.
"Hey, it's Tristan, Rory Gilmore there?" he asked playing dumb.
Rory sighed, "Hey Tristan. What do you want?"
"Well right now, just the French homework. I didn't get a chance to write it down, I didn't hear it."
"Um okay, well it was just that paper that's due in two days."
"Yeah, okay, I've got that done. I bet you do too though huh?"
"Yes, actually, I do."
"Well, whatta know. And if we're both not wasting time on it right now maybe we could -"
"Goodbye Tristan," Rory said interrupting him and preparing to hang up.
"Wait!" Tristan said desperately. Now that he had actually called her he didn't want to hang up.
"What? Do you have some need to torture me outside of school as well as in or something" Rory asked sounding irritated.
"No um, I just wanted to say thanks for letting me know about the homework assignment. I'll see you tomorrow."
There was a pause. It was so long, Tristan began to wonder if she was still there or had hung up on him.
"No problem," she answered finally. "I'll see you tomorrow."
And they hung up.