Disclaimer: I own nothing affiliated with Gilmore Girls.
Rating: PG
Paring: Trory
Summary: Rory and Tristan were friends in Hartford until Rory turned fifteen and she and Lorelai moved to England. Almost two years later, Tristan goes on an overseas exchange, and past and present collide.

American Players and British School girls.
The art of remembrance
Rory's POV

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"Sinking down by the gate I discern the thin moon,
And the blackbird tries over old airs in the pine,
But the moon is a sorry one, sad the bird's tune,
For this spot is unknown to that Heartmate of mine."
-'The Difference' By Thomas Hardy

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"Welcome to Breakford Academy miss… Gilmore was it?"

"Yes. But, please, call me Rory."

"It says here that your name is Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, is that not correct?"

"Yes, but everyone just calls me Ro…."

"I think, Miss Gilmore, that you will find that here at Breakford, we are not like 'everybody'. We are an exceptional school with very high standards. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am"

"very well. Follow me Miss Gilmore…"

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"Rory"… "Rory!" … "RORY!"

"What?" I snap as I break out of my little daydream.

"So are you coming?"

"huh? What? Where?" I reply, by this time, completly lost onto what was going on.

"To my place after school… oh come on Rory you weren't listening at all?" Said Gabrielle in exasperation

"sorry Gabby, I was just remembering my first day here."

"Oh yes" she said, "we all remember the day that Lorelai Gilmore walked into our homeroom looking like a terrified little puppy."

"And…" continued Katy, "we all remember how Ian Lawson looked at her…"

"And on the subject of Ian… he's going to be at my place as well this afternoon Ror!" said Gabrielle with a knowing look on her face.

"This afternoon?" I questioned

"yeah"

"Well, maybe I can make it after all"

"That's what I thought you'd say," she said, turning towards me looking incredibly smug.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGG went the bell signaling the end of the lunch hour.

"So, we're all meeting under the front clock right after school okay? See ya there!" yelled gabby over her shoulder before disappearing into one of the huge buildings.

Picking up our bags, Katy and I walked off together towards the English buildings.
Its funny, how on my first day here I was so utterly petrified of the place and its students, and now here I was, walking with ease alongside one of my best friends through the huge castle like structures.

I met Katy and Gabrielle on my first day at Breakside Academy. Katy offered me the seat next to hers and Gabrielle talked me through my schedule, whilst I tried my very best not to notice the tall dark haired guy staring at me from the corner.
At lunch they invited me sit with them. After sitting for about five minutes at what I came to realize was their regular table, more people began to show up. I tied to remember all their names, but there was one name that I most defiantly remembered. And it belonged to the boy who sat right beside me. I glanced to my left to see who it was and almost died. It was the guy from my homeroom. He wasn't looking at me so I took the opportunity to study his appearance. Dark, almost black hair, and olive skin tanned even darker by the summer sun. He was wearing the school uniform, as were we all, but on his feet I noticed, were heavy black combat boots. I let my gaze drift upwards and when my blue eyes came to his face they met up with his very unusual pair. One was electric blue, the other a soft green. He gave me a cocky grin, and stuck forward his hand. "Ian Lawson. Pleased to meet you." I put my hand in his "Lorelai Gilmore, but everyone calls me Rory". He gave me another one of his gorgeous grins before letting go of my hand and going back to his lunch. I looked away from him and across the table to where Katy and Gabrielle were. The both had huge grins on their faces, and Katy gave me the thumbs up sigh, while Gabby just winked. Blushing a flustered red, I went back to my lunch.

And so on the day I moved to England, on my fifteenth birthday, I met Ian Lawson. And thanked the lord that my mother had married Chris.

THE END

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AN: Hey, I hope that you enjoyed reading this! It's just the first chapter so it's the introduction, and that's why it's relatively short. If people want me to continue this then ill have the next chapter up pretty soon, and I promise it will be longer. Oh, and remember that this will be a trory story, Im just not going to rush it.
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Thanks for reading and I hope you liked it!