So, for those of you that don't know what this is, it's called the iPod Challenge.
Gives You Hell – The All American Rejects
He drove by her house one day. Just to see what her life was like. Judging by the fact that she lived in suburban hell – by his standards – he could pretty much guess what it was like.
Right on cue, she walked outside with two kids behind her and Logan shortly after that. She kissed Logan goodbye and piled her kids into the car, presumably to drop them off at school. What kind of life was she living? This wasn't the Rory he knew. The one that he knew was driven and motivated, passionate, and most certainly not living in suburbia. She wanted to be a news correspondent, reporting from trenches. Not a housewife.
When he thought that she couldn't see him anymore, he stepped out of the car. Big mistake.
"Tristan." He heard her gasp. "What are you doing back?"
Don't Stop Believin' – Glee Cast
She sat in the corner of the bar, sipping her fourth – or so she thought – beer of the night. Her life sucked.
"What's a girl like you doing in a seedy bar like this at three am?"
"I could ask you the same question," retorted Rory. "This really doesn't seem like your scene."
"And how would you know that?"
She leaned in closer, "You're wearing a suit and tie in a seedy bar."
He leaned back and laughed. "Okay, so maybe you're right. But everyone who comes here has a story. What's yours?"
Rory laughed. "Wouldn't you like to know." She muttered bitterly.
Fireflies – Owl City
"Santa Barbara's such a gorgeous city!" gushed Rory. "I love it here. I want to live here!"
Tristan chuckled, pulling her closer to him. They were walking around downtown Santa Barbara, taking in all the breathtaking scenery.
"Thank you." Said Rory. "This is the best vacation ever."
"It gets better, don't worry."
It was 7 and the sun was setting right as Tristan and Rory arrived at the beach. They spread out their blankets and lay in the sand, watching the sunset. Rory was nestled in the crook of Tristan's arm, and he was lazily running his hand through her hair.
"This is beautiful, " said Rory. "It doesn't get any better than this."
"Oh yes it does," said Tristan, "Now the 10,000 fireflies come out. "
When A Heart Breaks – Dave Barnes
Cleaning out all the memories of them was the hardest thing she'd ever done. Pictures lay scattered all over the floor, she put all of his old clothes in a corner – they were headed straight for the trash.
Rory glanced at one picture of them, cheek to cheek in front of the Statue of Liberty.
Getting to New York was the most complicated journey they'd ever taken. First, the train broke down, and then it was pouring rain, and on top of that, the reservations they made at the Hilton wasn't processed. This wasn't fun at all.
But then Tristan decided that there was no point in sulking, so he called up a cab and told the cabbie to go to the Statue of Liberty since Rory had never seen it before. Time was on their side for once, as when they got there, the sun was just setting creating a majestic halo to form around the statue.
"Let's go." Whispered Tristan as he grabbed her hand and ran towards the statue.
"Tristan!" she hissed, "It's closed! We can't go in there!"
He rolled his eyes and slipped the guard some money. "It's magic."
They climbed the 20 staircases it took to get to the top of the statue and Rory gasped. "This is the most beautiful view of the city."
"I'm glad you like it," he nuzzled into her neck, "I'm glad your happy."
She smiled and pulled out the camera. They were grinning like fools.
The light was off in her room and she lay curled up in a ball on the floor and wept silently.
Trouble Sleeping – The Perishers
Tristan lay flat on his back and stared at the ceiling. It had been like this for the past week. It had been like this ever since Rory left. He couldn't sleep, he couldn't eat, he couldn't even think straight. Everything he did, everything he saw, it always reminded him of her.
He would roll over and see Rory's side of the bed, empty and cold. He thought he could make it go away if he slept in the middle, but it didn't work.
The sun would stream into the windows and he'd get out of bed and head to the bathroom. Only to remember how she'd always be up before him and how she looked so sexy wearing only his button down and with pillow marks on her face and mussed hair.
Life without her was hard. He couldn't do anything. He wanted Rory, and only Rory.