Wedding Party – One
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"I honestly don't understand why you need to do this," she whined, rummaging through her dishevelled closet in search for her one and only bikini.
"Because I can," her friend replied, blowing on her nails to make the nail polish dry faster, "And because I like wasting my parent's money before they cut me off completely."
"I'm not prepared! I only have one bathing suit and I can't even find it," the brunette growled, annoyed and frustrated.
"It's a free all inclusive vacation Rory! Enjoy it… it's our gift to our wedding party. Some people get cigars and flowers, you guys are getting a trip to Fiji."
"Right now, I'd much prefer the flowers," Rory muttered.
"And right now, you're seriously starting to annoy the bride to be! Now get your cute little ass back to packing… we leave in a couple of hours."
Rory glared at her friend quickly before turning back to her unorganized closet, "Why did I say yes to being your maid of honour?" she asked herself quietly.
"Because you're my best friend and you love me, now hurry. The guys are going to be here in an hour and I want to have a quickie with my fiancée before we leave."
Rory laughed, "Not in my apartment, Steph. You might ruin a textbook or something."
The blonde rolled her eyes, "It feels like you've been in college for decades," she replied, thinking back to her and her fiancée's graduation two years ago.
"This is my final year and stop trying to change the subject as if I'm just going to forget it. You and Colin are not having sex in my apartment… and yes, I'm even willing to risk wearing that peach ruffled dress."
Stephanie rolled her eyes, tossing her half read Cosmopolitan, "He's coming back from his trip to New York today and I'm feeling frisky," she grinned at Rory.
Despite herself, Rory couldn't help but laugh, "You two are going to get sick of each other before you two even get married."
Stephanie looked down at her perfectly manicured left hand to where the massive diamond ring rested, "Stephanie Millar McCrae…" she scrunched up her nose, "That doesn't sound very good."
"Stephanie McCrae sounds fine," Rory folded a few t-shirts into her suitcase.
Stephanie contemplated before breaking into a toothy grin, "I'm happy."
"I know you are and I'm happy for you," Rory replied, inwardly wondering when she would be as happy as the blonde.
"Now will you let me have sex with Colin?"
"No."
"We won't make too much noise! I can stay quiet… Colin, on the other hand…"
"Steph! Stop… you're seriously grossing me out," Rory exclaimed, "So why did Colin need to go to New York anyway?"
"To visit his cousin… his best man by the way."
"Why didn't he ask Finn or Logan?"
"He's closer to his cousin and they haven't seen each other in ages! Colin had to practically persuade his cousin into taking time off from school to go with us."
"He's still in school?"
Stephanie nodded, "I think you guys are the same age. He goes to New York University and he's very… well, to put this way, I think he's a jerk."
"Ah, I couldn't imagine Colin's relatives being anything but."
Stephanie glared, "Hey! I'm going to be part of his family very soon. In fact, as soon as we get back from Fiji."
"Well… you're not the nicest girl in the world either."
"I'm just confident with myself."
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"Rory Gilmore! You're favourite sex toy is here."
Rory rolled her eyes at Stephanie at the sound of an unmistakable Australian accent. Having finished her packing the minute before, Rory zipped her suitcase and followed Stephanie out of her bedroom.
She entered the living room where three guys were now making themselves at home. Stephanie instantly attached her lips to Colins' that then began a battle of tongues right in front of the doorway.
Rolling her eyes, she took a seat beside Finn on the couch.
"Hey love," he greeted, resting his arm on her shoulder casually.
"Hello Finn."
"All packed and ready to go?" he asked.
Rory nodded, "I finished literally right before you guys came."
"I'm bloody excited, I must say," he said, "The last time I went to Fiji, I met the woman of my dreams. Flowing red hair, legs to die for and the sweetest lips…" he sighed.
"Ace! Where's your food?" Logan called from the kitchen.
"There is none! Paris and I emptied everything out yesterday."
"Where is Paris?" Stephanie asked, dragging a smirking Colin to where her friends sat.
"She's running an errand. Apparently, she doesn't have enough sun tan lotion for the trip and she doesn't want to get skin cancer."
Logan emerged from the kitchen holding a box of fruit loops, "This is the only thing I could find and I'm starving. I had to chase Finn around for an hour because he was off chasing the girl of his dreams."
"I thought the girl in Fiji was the girl of your dreams," Rory looked at the Aussie.
"Many girls enter my dreams. Sometimes even multiple at a time," Finn grinned.
"You're sick," Paris retorted, entering the apartment holding a plastic bag.
"I love you too baby," Finn cried dramatically.
"Now that we're all here, we should head off the airport. Everyone else should be there soon," Logan replied, setting the box of cereal on the coffee table.
"Put that back in its rightful place Huntzberger! I spent all of yesterday cleaning this place up and I'm not about to let you mess it up the second before we leave for two weeks," Paris replied, glaring at the blonde playboy.
"I didn't mess anything up! It's not like I turned the box over and let all the fruit loops fall… hell, I don't even see one crumb," he defended himself.
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The group of six arrived at the airport right on time. There, they met Robert, Rosemary and Stephanie's younger sister, Sophia.
"So everyone's here except the best man," Colin greeted.
"He called me a few minutes ago… says he's running late," Robert told him.
Moments later, Stephanie and Colin had gathered the bridal party and the groomsmen into a circle to discuss a few things. "Okay, before this trip officially begins… I have to confess that for this trip, we have a few things up our sleeves."
"I knew it!" Paris exclaimed.
Rory eyed Stephanie apprehensively, "What kind of things?"
"Things that will inevitably bring the Millar-McCrae wedding party closer together," Stephanie grinned.
"Like…?" Sophia Millar finally spoke.
Rory glanced at Sophia, noticing that Stephanie and her were complete opposites of one another. Stephanie was blonde while Sophia had raven black hair. Stephanie wore a mini skirt and a tight sequenced top while Sophia wore black plants and a Beatles t-shirt. Stephanie's blonde hair was long and wavy while Sophia's was short and stick straight.
"Like fun activities and stuff. You guys are making it sound worse then it actually is! We all get along anyway… and I've even planned activities with your partners so you all get along before the wedding." Stephanie shrugged.
"Can you finally tell us who we're going to down the aisle with now?" Rosemary questioned.
Stephanie glanced at Colin, who merely grinned and shrugged.
"Well, obviously the maid of honour and the best man walk together. Followed by them, it will be Paris and Logan… Rosemary and Finn and Sophia and Robert."
"No!" Paris exclaimed, "I refuse to be his partner!"
"Don't deny the chemistry we have, Gellar," Logan replied, smirking playfully.
"Looks like its you and me, kitten," Finn whispered in Rosemary's ear.
Rosemary rolled her eyes, "I have a boyfriend Finn."
"Oh right, I forgot."
"Sure you did."
"You have me paired up with Robert? The guy who has a huge stick permanently shoved up his ass," Sophia replied, disgusted.
"I beg your pardon? Have we even met?" Robert questioned.
"Yeah, we met at Stephanie's 21st birthday. You were the one gloating about the fact that you wanted multiple wives and hundreds of illegitimate children. And I was the one who puked in her mouth a little bit."
"So that was you gagging in the back," Robert remembered.
Rory snorted, while Paris and Rosemary chuckled lightly.
"Stephanie, I don't even know who my partner is."
"And that's where the activities come in!"
"You said he was a jerk!" Rory argued.
"To people he's just met," Stephanie argued back, "He gets better once you get to know him."
"Once you get to know who?"
The group turned around to the sound of a male voice.
All but Rory.
She had heard his voice before… years ago when they were still teenagers. Her body stiffened and she automatically closed her eyes, she took several deep breaths to keep her body from collapsing. His voice was all too familiar to her… and once she had heard it, memories flashed through her mind. Memories that had just resurfaced merely seconds ago.
"DuGrey! What took you so damn long?" she heard Colin ask.
"Sorry about that," he replied, blatantly ignoring his question.
Gathering strength, Rory forced herself to turn his way. And whom she turned around to only backed up her previous thoughts and her fear.
"Well, you're here now and that means that we can finally board the jet," Stephanie interrupted.
"You've met everyone before, all but two actually," Colin said, "Tristan DuGrey, meet Paris Gellar and Rory Gilmore, who is your partner by the way."
Rory met Paris' disbelieving eyes and she almost had the urge to laugh. It took a lot to surprise Paris Gellar.
Tristan was just as shocked and surprised. He felt his throat drying and a strange sense of déjà vu filled his stomach.
"We've already met," Paris spoke for herself and Rory.
"How?"
"We all went to Chilton together," she continued.
"Huh…" Finn replied, "It really is a small fucking world."
Tristan recovered from his initial shock but refused to meet Rory's eyes, "Paris… Rory... what a surprise."
"Surprise is right," Paris said.
Stephanie nudged Rory, "And you were afraid things were going to be weird. You two know each other…"
"Yeah," she muttered, looking down.
"Now that everybody's here, let's board the plane!" Colin announced.
Rory retrieved her bag and followed behind everybody. She could feel him walking behind her and his eyes on her back, just penetrating through her body... making her shudder.
Rory could hear him take quicker strides until she felt him inches away from her. Tristan stepped to her side and brushed past her quickly.
But not quickly enough, a few seconds before walking past her he had managed to lower his head close to her ear.
As soon as his lips met her right ear, he opened his mouth to whisper…
"Mary, Mary quite contrary…"
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Hey guys! Yes, yes, I know that this is a new one but it's going to be a short story… promise. I sort of have writer's block and am using this as a way to get out of my funk.
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