And if you haven't guessed it…Grease is my muse. That is my general idea for this story. A Gilmore Girls Grease.
It's always the last month of your summer that you remember the most…isn't it? Of course it is. That was the way it was for Rory Gilmore and Tristan DuGrey, the last month of the summer before their senior year. They met in June, hitting it off instantly. But…the summer dwindled away quickly, leaving only one last summer night for them together. You see, Rory was staying there with her dad and Tristan was going back to Connecticut. Their summer was over.
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"Rory!"
Rory Gilmore turned quickly around, hair blowing freely in the wind. She smiled, running forward into Tristan's awaiting arms. He just held her, his head buried into her hair, as the waves splashed against their feet.
"I don't want to leave." he whispered. It was their last night together. Tristan was leaving California the next morning seeing as the summer was over, and school started in a week.
Rory nodded, pulling her arms tighter around him. "I don't want you to leave either. This summer was…perfect."
"I know. God. I wish I could stay here forever…" he mumbled. Rory nodded, looking up into his eyes. He inched slowly closer, kissing her lips tenderly, "I think I love you."
Rory's heart stopped. It was the three words of dread. Her whole entire life, she avoided relationships like this for that reason. She couldn't seriously commit. It didn't work with her parents, she saw the heartbreak they both went through. But…when she met Tristan, it changed. He was…to put in simplest terms…perfect. End of Story. He never pushed her beyond her limits, he was sensitive and smart, witty and drop dead gorgeous. He was her perfect guy. Who lived in Hartford. The heartbreak was inevitable…but even she couldn't deny what she felt. After avoiding it her whole life, "I love you too."
Tears started to slowly stream down her face, one after the other. Tristan kissed each one away quickly, frowning. "Rore, don't cry. I'm sorry honey, please don't cry." He felt physical pain when he saw the tears swimming in her eyes. There wasn't anything he didn't want to do more than stay here with this perfect girl.
Pulling Rory into his lap on the sand, they spent their last night under the stars on the beach that they considered their own. Time passed so quickly. Too quickly. And soon, Tristan was on a plane back to Hartford, with only the pictures in his camera and the image in his mind of his sweet Rory.
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"Hey guys! It's Jess!" Chad snorted, running toward him, and holding him up at water-gun point. "Where have YOU been all summer!" "Working. Which is more than you nimrods can say." Jess snapped. Drake laughed hysterically keeling over.
"You…working? Yeah right, working where?"
"Uncle Luke's diner in Stars Hollow, scrubbing dishes and taking out the trash."
Brandon snickered, "Sounds like a great time!"
Jess grabbed Brandon by the collar, sneering in his face, "Hey! I'm saving up for a bike! At least I have some ambition!" Brandon nodded in gulped, then beamed, looking over Jess's shoulder.
"Hey! It's T-Man!" All three of the stooges went sprawling toward the tall, muscular blonde who was talking to a girl. He turned, a smile gracing his lips.
He tilted his head up in a gesture of hello, then started walking toward the guys, "Hey guys. Sup?" a smirk placed it's self on his face. Permanently in place.
"So T, where you been all summer?" Drake asked, leaning against the lockers.
"I went to the beach. You know, same old, same old." he said the routine answers, his smirk growing wider as he thought about his amazing summer.
"Ah, I see. You got laid. And from the looks of it…she was hot." Jess's scowl flipped into a smirk close to Tristan's.
Tristan shrugged casually as he started walking toward his locker, nodding to all the right people as his crew followed behind him. "There was this one girl. You know, the Mary-type." a small whimsical smile graced his lips as he thought about Rory Gilmore. His very special Mary.
He hadn't spoken to her in a week, even though he sent e-mails and tried to call millions of times. He was getting worried, but he knew that his Rory was determined to go to Harvard…so she was probably just focusing on getting back into school. He knew he loved her. But…he couldn't tell the guys that. Tristan DuGrey didn't love. He laid. End of story.
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"Excuse…uhh…excuse me! Hi. My name is Rory Gilmore. I just transferred here from California and I'm not exactly sure where I'm supposed to go." she said quietly as she stood in front of the secretary desk, biting her lower lip.
She had just gotten out of her meeting with the Headmaster, and she was more than intimidated. She had gotten accepted into the best school in the country and she only found out last week, her acceptance letter had gotten lost in the mail. Rory jumped at the chance to go to such a prestigious school, so she packed her stuff in a week and moved to Stars Hollow to finally live with her mother like she's always wanted.
"Yes, Miss Lorelei Gilmore. Here is your map, your schedule, the code of conduct, the directory, and the lyrics to the school song…which you may be asked to recite at anytime by any teacher. Extra credit if it's done in Latin. If your sick you can go to the school nurse, she handles everything except bulimia and pregnancy. For that you can go to your guidance counselor." Rory was handed a stack of papers, then shuttled out of the door. "Uh, okay…thank you…" she said quietly, looking down at her schedule. Math first, room 76 with Mr. Remy…now all she needed to do was find room 76.
"Hi. I'm Lem!" A peppy girl said beside her. Rory turned to see a brunette in the required uniform tightened into something inappropriate was smiling politely as she chomped on her gum and fiddled with the silver bracelet on her wrist. "Headmaster Charleston assigned me to show you around the school…so…this is it! Where do you have to go first?"
"Um, room 76. Thank you so much for doing this, by the way." Rory smiled slightly following as the girl flounced off.
Lem smiled, waving to person after person, "Oh it's no problem! I love helping out the new kids, you know, showing them their place in the school. So…where are you from?"
"I just moved here from California when I got accepted. I spent my last summer there." As soon as the words came out of her mouth, an image of Tristan went soaring through her head. She still loved him, no question about it. And she missed him more than she could say, but she hadn't had time to contact him through the move.
"Wow, summer at the beach. There were probably tons of hot guys to do your bidding huh?" Lem beamed, picturing all that she would have done with those California boys.
Rory nodded with a bright smile, "Well…there was this one guy. He was…pretty perfect. We spent our whole entire summer together." and I love him, she thought.
Lem pushed her toward a door, "I'm sure it was amazing. Here's Remy's class. I'll be back after to help you out okay?"
"Yup. Thank you so much."
Shaking her head, Lem walked off, "Don't mention it!"
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Rory walked quickly into the classroom, sitting in the nearest empty seat and opening her books. She didn't really have time to look around, seeing as she was late to begin with and the teacher had already started calling off his rules of the classroom.
"Lorelei Gilmore I assume?" Mr. Remy asked as she sat down. The boy in the back of the classroom's head shot up from the half-daze he was in, his eyes frantically searching the classroom. They landed on the shiny brown hair that could only be his Rory's.
Tristan beamed when she spoke up, in her angelic voice, saying , "Rory, please. I'm sorry I'm late." She was here. Rory Gilmore…HIS Rory Gilmore was here, in his very own school.
Life couldn't get any better.
The class soared by for Tristan. He couldn't keep the smile off his face, or his eyes off of Rory's shining and gleaming hair. The love of his life…here in Chilton. It was, the most amazing thing that could ever happen in his life…except maybe actually meeting and falling in love with Rory.
As soon as the bell rang, he rose quickly, walking over to where she was collecting her things. He picked up her backpack, slinging it over his shoulder, then wrapped a hand around her eyes, leaning close to her ear.
"Guess who?" he whispered quietly, kissing the shell of her ear gently. Rory jumped out of her shoes, screaming.
"Get off of me!" She shouted. Tristan beamed picking her up and turning her around in his arms as she struggled…that is…until she found out who her kidnapper was.
The smile that was spreading wider and wider across Tristan's face branched onto hers as she squealed jumping into his arms and kissing him fiercely. "Oh my gosh! What are you doing here Tristan!"
"I go here! Why aren't you in California!" he asked as he placed her back on the ground, throwing his arm around her shoulder and guiding her out of the classroom.
Things couldn't be better, Rory thought as she looked up at the boy she loved. "I got accepted here, so I decided to live in Stars Hollow with my mom. I had no idea you went to school here though!"
Tristan nodded happily, a huge smile on his face. That is…until he saw his buddies waiting for him outside of the classroom. "I know you didn't Mary. But I'm sure you figured it out somehow. Couldn't stand life without me couldn't you?" his smile turned to a smirk…his heart ripping up inside as he tore his angel apart.
Rory's brow furrowed in confusion and she pulled slightly away from Tristan, "Tris…?" she whispered. She could feel something wrong in the way his demeanor changed from comfortable and normal to tense and awkward.
Tristan looked from his friends, who were all smirking proudly, to Rory who's eyes wide with confusion. Then, he quickly shoved Rory into the lockers, lowering his mouth to Rory's and pulling her tighter against him.
Rory pulled away, shoving Tristan as hard as she could. "What's gotten into you!" She screamed.
Tristan chuckled, looking around, "Now, now, now, Mary…we know your not like that anymore. No need to be shy."
Jaw dropping, Rory grabbed her bag out of his grasp, "I thought I loved you…" she whispered, tears swimming in her eyes. And with that she spun on her heels and stormed off…the completely lost Lem (who just arrived) trailing behind her.
Tristan frowned, his own tears forming, but then quickly disappearing. He shrugged, smirking, then turned back to his friends. "Well, someone decided to play shy…" Or…someone decided to be an asshole and scare her away.
Okay, there's the first chapter! Reviews are always accepted!
Please R&R