NAME – disturbed-sinner (Diana)
E-MAIL – disturbed_sinner162@yahoo.com
SPOILERS - None
SUMMARY – Tristan goes away to military school and Rory runs away and ends up living with her grandparents. They see each other back at Chilton toward the end of their Junior year.
RATING- PG-13
CONTENT - Some sexual content
PAIRING OR CHARACTER - Rory/Tristan
DISCLAIMER - I don't own the characters or the show they belong to the WB, Amy Sherman-Palladino. No infringement intended.
A/N: This is my first Gilmore Girls fanfic. I also write Roswell fanfiction, but I am concentrating on Gilmore Girls now. Please review and let me know what you think of my story. I hope you like it.
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PROLOUGE:
4/13/02- Dear Diary,
I've been getting into a lot of heavy stuff in the past year or so. I guess I just couldn't handle being little Miss. Perfect anymore. So I just let loose and let my wild side shine through. I started out slow by going to a few parties here and there to get myself aquatinted to the whole scene. Then when I became more self confident I began to go out with just about every guy who asked me. So in other words I would be considered a female equivalent to Tristan, except even sluttier. Speaking of Tristan AKA 'the evil one' or 'bible boy' got sent away to Military school months before things started to go bad for me. And yes don't sound too shocked when I say that I had a crush on him and it left me heartbroken when he left thinking that I hated him. I never hated him in the least and the day that I told him that I did I think it was also the day when my heart first broke. Now back to me, I would go out every night and wouldn't come home until late the next morning if I even bothered to come home at all. I don't remember exactly when, but sometime during this whole ordeal I met Rob. He was the traditional dare- devil bad boy, with his complete black leather wardrobe, black Harley, and the occasional tattoo here and there. Things between us escalated to a point where I was so blinded and lost to everything around me in such a short amount of time that the old me was completely gone. Seeing my obvious state my mother did some snooping and found out about us and went ballistic. She absolutely forbid me to go out with him any longer because she was afraid that I would follow in her footsteps and make the same mistakes that she did at my age. The fact that she was completely against this relationship from the moment that she found out about it made me want him even more. So what did I do you ask, well I continued to see him secretly behind her back. My mother soon found out that Rob and I were still together and threatened so many things if I didn't stop seeing him. When I told Rob this he became very thoughtful and suggested that we run away together, so that's what ended up happening. When we were on the run I got a few interesting things done to myself. I got a total of 4 tattoos and 14 piercings. I have a pierced tongue, belly button, right eyebrow, 6 in my left ear, and 5 in my right. Now on to my tattoos well they are actually quite interesting. I have one of a fiery dressed all in blue, with blue hair, and a blue moon above her head, below my right shoulder. My second one is a double wrap of black thorns that twines around my left wrist, into my palm, and around my ring finger and my thumb. My third tattoo is a blue, orange, and red ring of fire that wraps my belly button. And my fourth and final one is of a mystical fire breathing dragon, with a silver pentagram on its forehead, and its wings spread open, which is on the outside of my left ankle. After 4 months of being on the run we began to slack off a bit and that's when the police caught on to us. They tracked us down and forced us to go back home. Once I arrived back home I found my mother to have grown quite bitter, strict, and resentful. Once everything was finally cleared with the police my mother told me to pack my bags and get the hell out. I was so shocked by her outburst that I just did as she said and packed up my things and left. I went to see Rob about possibly crashing at his place for a while because of the situation that I was in. When I told him all that had gone down at my place he decided that we shouldn't see each other anymore and slammed that door in my face. Then I went to my grandparent's house in Hartford as a last resort and told them all that had happened. They were very disappointed in me, but agreed to let me stay with them for as long as I wanted to. So that's were I am now, in my new room at my new home in Hartford. I've been here for practically two weeks, while me grandmother had to beg and plead with the dean at Chilton to let me go back. He finally agreed, so I will be starting back up at Chilton, tomorrow. Rob and I left a couple of weeks before the beginning of winter break in December, so I haven't seen or heard from anyone at Chilton since then. I wonder how my fellow Chiltonettes will react to my new look and the current situation that I'm in, not that I give a fuck, because they are all mindless drones anyway. Well I really should be going now since it's after 1 a.m. and I have to go back to hell tomorrow.
So until next time,
Rory Gilmore
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PART 1:
The next morning Rory awoke with a sense of dread hanging heavily over her semi- conscious state. Stumbling out of bed she went to take a quick shower and when she was finished she quickly got dressed. She'd had some alterations done to her uniform the week before and was pleased with the results. Her skirt was about a half a foot above her knees and her white oxford was tied up to reveal a creamy white expanse of skin, with the top three buttons undone. She loosened her tie and kept her vest open. She slightly curled her blue streaked hair and added some sparkles to it before staring on her makeup.
She outlined her ice blue eyes with black eyeliner and absentmindedly swiped some black mascara over her long eyelashes. She added some semi- dark blue eye shadow and some matching blue lipstick. When she was done with that she put in all the earrings that she didn't sleep in and gave herself a quick 'once over' in the full-length mirror. Satisfied with the results she shrugged on her black leather duster and grabbed her book bag and car keys and headed toward the kitchen.
When she got to the kitchen she poured herself a cup of coffee and drank it greedily and then poured another into a travel mug and took it with her as she flew out the door without so much as a 'goodbye' or a 'I'll see you later'.
Since Rory was now staying with her grandparents they had insisted on finally buying her a new car and she was quick to oblige. When she reached her new 2002 black Jaguar convertible she threw her book bag into the passenger seat, let the top down, put in her Disturbed CD and blasted the stereo, then gunned the motor and got the hell out of there and headed toward Chilton.
When she arrived at Chilton 10 minutes later she let out a sigh of exasperation and found a suitable parking space. Once the car was in park she flipped open her mirror and quickly went over her makeup once more before flipping the mirror back up and putting up the top and then took the key out of the ignition letting the music die out. The music that she had previously been blasting had in itself already earned her quite a few stares.
Grabbing her book bag she hopped out of her car and locked it up then turned around to face the questioning stares. Seeing all the confused faces before her she couldn't help but laugh. Most of the students around her had stopped what they were doing to get a good look at her. 'Well let them look,' she thought. 'They probably won't realize that it's me anyway.'
Confidently waking up to the front doors she pushed her way through them and headed straight for the main office to get her new schedule. When she arrived at the office she walked right over to the secretary and said, "Rory Gilmore here to pick up my schedule."
The secretary turned around to look at her and let out a little gasp of surprise at her appearance. "Well Rory it's nice to have you back with us." She looked frantically around on her desk until she found Rory's schedule and handed it to her with a 'here you go' and turned back to her work.
Rory quickly reviewed her new classes and let a smirk grace her lips when she saw that she was still in all of the advanced classes. 'Some things never change,' she thought to herself as she walked to her first class which just happened to be History.
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"Hey did you see that new girl in the parking lot just a few minutes ago? I mean damn she's hot. She has that whole bad girl vibe going on too. I wonder what's up with that," Chris said to a group of guys that were now surrounding him wanting to hear all about this 'new girl'.
"What new girl," Tristan DuGrey questioned as he walked up to the group and looked pointedly at Chris, waiting for an answer.
"Hey Tristan you've got to see this girl she is mmm…. mmm…. good," Chris said winking at him.
"Well if she's as hot as you say she is then I have to see this for myself," Tristan said. "But I will have to reserve that pleasure for later. I have to get to class on time today because if I'm late on more time I'm busted," Tristan said walking away from the group to his first class, which just happened to be History. All the while thinking about this new girl.
When Tristan walked into his History class he caught a glimpse of a new body and figuring that this must be the elusive new girl he went over to her to introduce himself. Tapping her on her shoulder he said, "Hey I'm Tristan DuGrey and welcome to Chilton."
"I know who you are," a very familiar voice replied. When the girl finally turned around Tristan couldn't believe his eyes. Taking a sharp intake of breath into his lungs he said one short and simple word, "Rory?"
"Hey Tristan. How have you been?"
TBC:
E-MAIL – disturbed_sinner162@yahoo.com
SPOILERS - None
SUMMARY – Tristan goes away to military school and Rory runs away and ends up living with her grandparents. They see each other back at Chilton toward the end of their Junior year.
RATING- PG-13
CONTENT - Some sexual content
PAIRING OR CHARACTER - Rory/Tristan
DISCLAIMER - I don't own the characters or the show they belong to the WB, Amy Sherman-Palladino. No infringement intended.
A/N: This is my first Gilmore Girls fanfic. I also write Roswell fanfiction, but I am concentrating on Gilmore Girls now. Please review and let me know what you think of my story. I hope you like it.
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PROLOUGE:
4/13/02- Dear Diary,
I've been getting into a lot of heavy stuff in the past year or so. I guess I just couldn't handle being little Miss. Perfect anymore. So I just let loose and let my wild side shine through. I started out slow by going to a few parties here and there to get myself aquatinted to the whole scene. Then when I became more self confident I began to go out with just about every guy who asked me. So in other words I would be considered a female equivalent to Tristan, except even sluttier. Speaking of Tristan AKA 'the evil one' or 'bible boy' got sent away to Military school months before things started to go bad for me. And yes don't sound too shocked when I say that I had a crush on him and it left me heartbroken when he left thinking that I hated him. I never hated him in the least and the day that I told him that I did I think it was also the day when my heart first broke. Now back to me, I would go out every night and wouldn't come home until late the next morning if I even bothered to come home at all. I don't remember exactly when, but sometime during this whole ordeal I met Rob. He was the traditional dare- devil bad boy, with his complete black leather wardrobe, black Harley, and the occasional tattoo here and there. Things between us escalated to a point where I was so blinded and lost to everything around me in such a short amount of time that the old me was completely gone. Seeing my obvious state my mother did some snooping and found out about us and went ballistic. She absolutely forbid me to go out with him any longer because she was afraid that I would follow in her footsteps and make the same mistakes that she did at my age. The fact that she was completely against this relationship from the moment that she found out about it made me want him even more. So what did I do you ask, well I continued to see him secretly behind her back. My mother soon found out that Rob and I were still together and threatened so many things if I didn't stop seeing him. When I told Rob this he became very thoughtful and suggested that we run away together, so that's what ended up happening. When we were on the run I got a few interesting things done to myself. I got a total of 4 tattoos and 14 piercings. I have a pierced tongue, belly button, right eyebrow, 6 in my left ear, and 5 in my right. Now on to my tattoos well they are actually quite interesting. I have one of a fiery dressed all in blue, with blue hair, and a blue moon above her head, below my right shoulder. My second one is a double wrap of black thorns that twines around my left wrist, into my palm, and around my ring finger and my thumb. My third tattoo is a blue, orange, and red ring of fire that wraps my belly button. And my fourth and final one is of a mystical fire breathing dragon, with a silver pentagram on its forehead, and its wings spread open, which is on the outside of my left ankle. After 4 months of being on the run we began to slack off a bit and that's when the police caught on to us. They tracked us down and forced us to go back home. Once I arrived back home I found my mother to have grown quite bitter, strict, and resentful. Once everything was finally cleared with the police my mother told me to pack my bags and get the hell out. I was so shocked by her outburst that I just did as she said and packed up my things and left. I went to see Rob about possibly crashing at his place for a while because of the situation that I was in. When I told him all that had gone down at my place he decided that we shouldn't see each other anymore and slammed that door in my face. Then I went to my grandparent's house in Hartford as a last resort and told them all that had happened. They were very disappointed in me, but agreed to let me stay with them for as long as I wanted to. So that's were I am now, in my new room at my new home in Hartford. I've been here for practically two weeks, while me grandmother had to beg and plead with the dean at Chilton to let me go back. He finally agreed, so I will be starting back up at Chilton, tomorrow. Rob and I left a couple of weeks before the beginning of winter break in December, so I haven't seen or heard from anyone at Chilton since then. I wonder how my fellow Chiltonettes will react to my new look and the current situation that I'm in, not that I give a fuck, because they are all mindless drones anyway. Well I really should be going now since it's after 1 a.m. and I have to go back to hell tomorrow.
So until next time,
Rory Gilmore
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PART 1:
The next morning Rory awoke with a sense of dread hanging heavily over her semi- conscious state. Stumbling out of bed she went to take a quick shower and when she was finished she quickly got dressed. She'd had some alterations done to her uniform the week before and was pleased with the results. Her skirt was about a half a foot above her knees and her white oxford was tied up to reveal a creamy white expanse of skin, with the top three buttons undone. She loosened her tie and kept her vest open. She slightly curled her blue streaked hair and added some sparkles to it before staring on her makeup.
She outlined her ice blue eyes with black eyeliner and absentmindedly swiped some black mascara over her long eyelashes. She added some semi- dark blue eye shadow and some matching blue lipstick. When she was done with that she put in all the earrings that she didn't sleep in and gave herself a quick 'once over' in the full-length mirror. Satisfied with the results she shrugged on her black leather duster and grabbed her book bag and car keys and headed toward the kitchen.
When she got to the kitchen she poured herself a cup of coffee and drank it greedily and then poured another into a travel mug and took it with her as she flew out the door without so much as a 'goodbye' or a 'I'll see you later'.
Since Rory was now staying with her grandparents they had insisted on finally buying her a new car and she was quick to oblige. When she reached her new 2002 black Jaguar convertible she threw her book bag into the passenger seat, let the top down, put in her Disturbed CD and blasted the stereo, then gunned the motor and got the hell out of there and headed toward Chilton.
When she arrived at Chilton 10 minutes later she let out a sigh of exasperation and found a suitable parking space. Once the car was in park she flipped open her mirror and quickly went over her makeup once more before flipping the mirror back up and putting up the top and then took the key out of the ignition letting the music die out. The music that she had previously been blasting had in itself already earned her quite a few stares.
Grabbing her book bag she hopped out of her car and locked it up then turned around to face the questioning stares. Seeing all the confused faces before her she couldn't help but laugh. Most of the students around her had stopped what they were doing to get a good look at her. 'Well let them look,' she thought. 'They probably won't realize that it's me anyway.'
Confidently waking up to the front doors she pushed her way through them and headed straight for the main office to get her new schedule. When she arrived at the office she walked right over to the secretary and said, "Rory Gilmore here to pick up my schedule."
The secretary turned around to look at her and let out a little gasp of surprise at her appearance. "Well Rory it's nice to have you back with us." She looked frantically around on her desk until she found Rory's schedule and handed it to her with a 'here you go' and turned back to her work.
Rory quickly reviewed her new classes and let a smirk grace her lips when she saw that she was still in all of the advanced classes. 'Some things never change,' she thought to herself as she walked to her first class which just happened to be History.
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"Hey did you see that new girl in the parking lot just a few minutes ago? I mean damn she's hot. She has that whole bad girl vibe going on too. I wonder what's up with that," Chris said to a group of guys that were now surrounding him wanting to hear all about this 'new girl'.
"What new girl," Tristan DuGrey questioned as he walked up to the group and looked pointedly at Chris, waiting for an answer.
"Hey Tristan you've got to see this girl she is mmm…. mmm…. good," Chris said winking at him.
"Well if she's as hot as you say she is then I have to see this for myself," Tristan said. "But I will have to reserve that pleasure for later. I have to get to class on time today because if I'm late on more time I'm busted," Tristan said walking away from the group to his first class, which just happened to be History. All the while thinking about this new girl.
When Tristan walked into his History class he caught a glimpse of a new body and figuring that this must be the elusive new girl he went over to her to introduce himself. Tapping her on her shoulder he said, "Hey I'm Tristan DuGrey and welcome to Chilton."
"I know who you are," a very familiar voice replied. When the girl finally turned around Tristan couldn't believe his eyes. Taking a sharp intake of breath into his lungs he said one short and simple word, "Rory?"
"Hey Tristan. How have you been?"
TBC: