TITLE: A Walk to Remember
AUTHOR: Deena G
PAIRING: R/T maybe...
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me, except for Christina and Crystal.
Chapter One
A Lot to Learn
This summer has been great. It's August and I have yet to run into someone from Chilton. So right now I am sitting in Barnes & Nobles sipping a café mocha blend reading A Walk to Remember. It's a book about this 17 year old guy named Landon Carter in 1958. He's a tad bit on the shallow side and just hangs out with his friends and tries to forget about growing-up and being an adult. And so far he's gotten stuck in being the lead in the Christmas play with the town "goodie-two shoes", Jamie Sullivan. Jamie's overly religious (she's the minister's daughter), but she's nice and cheerful. Well anyway that's where I am. But Landon's falls in love with Jamie in the book. It's such a good book! Well, so far anyway. Mom wants to see the movie, so typical of her. She doesn't want to read the book, yet she tells me to.
"Rory?"
I looked up it was Tristin. "Hey Tristin."
"What are you doing here?"
"Um, reading?"
"I mean here in Hartford. I assumed you'd be in Stars Hollow. Stars Hollow, right?"
"Yeah, it's Stars Hollow. I just wanted to come here I guess."
"What are you reading?"
"A Walk to Remember. What about you?"
Tristin holds up his book.
"Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass. You like poetry?"
"I guess you could call it an obsession." Tristin smiled. "An obsession that no one knows about."
"Ah, got it. It'll be our little secret." I grinned and winked.
"So, A Walk to Remember, what's that about?" Tristin sat down on the arm of my chair.
"This guy he's shallow and doesn't want to grow up and have all these adult problems so he hangs out with his friends. Then he gets the part in the Christmas play with the "goodie-two shoes" in town, Jamie Sullivan. Anyway, they fall in love."
"Sounds good." Tristin nodded. "Sounds a lot like my life."
"What do you mean? You're saying you don't like all those superficial girls and like the quiet ones?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Something like that. Not really quiet but original and different."
"Who?"
"Hey, hey, hey. I don't tell my friends who I like, let alone people who say they hate me. I don't tell anyone who I like."
I blushed. "I, I don't hate you."
Tristin didn't say anything for a minute, I guess he was taking everything in. He sighed, "You told Dean that."
"Well...we broke up."
"Oh, sorry."
"It's okay, so how many girlfriends have you gone through this summer?"
"This might surprise you but none."
"Really?"
"Yup, got that one girl on my mind and she won't budge."
"Why don't you ask her out?"
"I don't think that's a good idea. I told you you'd be surprised."
"Oh. Yeah I was." There was some more silence. "So, do you write any poetry?"
"Yeah, I do. That is something else you don't tell anyone."
"Okay got it." I grinned as I set the empty coffee cup on the table. "So how's your summer been?" I turned to face him setting the book in my lap.
"It's been okay. You?"
"It's been great. How was the PJ Harvey concert?"
"I thought it was okay. Christina loved it, she is now official obsessed over PJ Harvey."
"I thought you said you didn't have any girlfriends this summer?"
"I didn't." Tristin smirked. "Christina's my cousin. I took her to the concert because I thought she'd like a break from her home life."
"That was nice. Do you mind me asking what's wrong at home?"
"No, they don't mind, as long as it's not people that know her parents or are her age. Her parents are getting a divorce."
"Oh, that must suck."
"Yeah, to be fair I had to take her little sister, Crystal, to Beauty and the Beast on Broadway, she cried when we went to the concert."
"How old are they?"
"Tina's thirteen and Crystal is five. I watch them a lot, right now my mom taking them to go shopping. Crystal was really excited she usually doesn't go shopping with her mom. It's kind of weird, my parents spend a lot of time with them, I don't mind because I spend a lot of time with them. I'm not jealous if that's what you're thinking. It's just weird."
I nodded. "Rough life for them, huh?"
"Yeah, Tina watches her and they get sick each of other, their parents fight a lot. Tina and Crystal are basically spending their summer at my house. But they're the best. Tina she's really sweet and friendly, she can have her mean streaks though. Crystal she's the sweetest but she's so shy. I doubt she'd be shy around you."
"I'd love to meet them."
"Are you doing anything today?"
"Nope, Lane's away at Korean Bible Camp."
"Right, let me guess that's your best friend and Henry's pending girlfriend?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Well, we're friends and Henry keeps talking about her. So I asked him how they met and he said that you and Lane went to Madeline's party. Well, I knew you were there." Tristin blushed. "I have Henry talking in his sleep about Lane at camp, on tape."
"Are you serious?" I squealed.
"Yeah, I am."
"You have to give me a copy!"
"Okay." Tristin laughed. "If you want to met my cousins today, I can give it to you."
"Of course, I want to meet your cousins and get a copy of the tape, of course." I grinned.
"So any good places to eat in Stars Hollow?"
"Luke's is good. The sign says Hardware though."
"Okay. Is five okay?"
"Yeah, that'd be great." I nodded, for a minute we just sat there.
Tristin took a deep breath, "So, do you mind if I sit here and read?"
"No, not at all, I'm doing the same."
"Okay." Tristin sat in the chair across from me and began to read.
Every once in awhile we would look up and look at each other and smile. Half and hour later I set the book down. "I'd better get going. I'll see you at five then?"
"Yeah, at five."
I smiled and hurried out of Barnes and Nobles to catch my bus. As I sat down I thought about what Tristin had said. I learned a lot about him during out conversation. He has two cousins who he obviously loves, is obsessed about poetry reading and writing it, he likes a girl that's different and original, who ever she is, is a friend of Henry's, knows about Lane being my best friend and going out with Henry and knows where I live. I think the most important thing I learned was that there's a lot to learn about Tristin DuGrey, a lot to learn.
AUTHOR: Deena G
PAIRING: R/T maybe...
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me, except for Christina and Crystal.
Chapter One
A Lot to Learn
This summer has been great. It's August and I have yet to run into someone from Chilton. So right now I am sitting in Barnes & Nobles sipping a café mocha blend reading A Walk to Remember. It's a book about this 17 year old guy named Landon Carter in 1958. He's a tad bit on the shallow side and just hangs out with his friends and tries to forget about growing-up and being an adult. And so far he's gotten stuck in being the lead in the Christmas play with the town "goodie-two shoes", Jamie Sullivan. Jamie's overly religious (she's the minister's daughter), but she's nice and cheerful. Well anyway that's where I am. But Landon's falls in love with Jamie in the book. It's such a good book! Well, so far anyway. Mom wants to see the movie, so typical of her. She doesn't want to read the book, yet she tells me to.
"Rory?"
I looked up it was Tristin. "Hey Tristin."
"What are you doing here?"
"Um, reading?"
"I mean here in Hartford. I assumed you'd be in Stars Hollow. Stars Hollow, right?"
"Yeah, it's Stars Hollow. I just wanted to come here I guess."
"What are you reading?"
"A Walk to Remember. What about you?"
Tristin holds up his book.
"Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass. You like poetry?"
"I guess you could call it an obsession." Tristin smiled. "An obsession that no one knows about."
"Ah, got it. It'll be our little secret." I grinned and winked.
"So, A Walk to Remember, what's that about?" Tristin sat down on the arm of my chair.
"This guy he's shallow and doesn't want to grow up and have all these adult problems so he hangs out with his friends. Then he gets the part in the Christmas play with the "goodie-two shoes" in town, Jamie Sullivan. Anyway, they fall in love."
"Sounds good." Tristin nodded. "Sounds a lot like my life."
"What do you mean? You're saying you don't like all those superficial girls and like the quiet ones?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Something like that. Not really quiet but original and different."
"Who?"
"Hey, hey, hey. I don't tell my friends who I like, let alone people who say they hate me. I don't tell anyone who I like."
I blushed. "I, I don't hate you."
Tristin didn't say anything for a minute, I guess he was taking everything in. He sighed, "You told Dean that."
"Well...we broke up."
"Oh, sorry."
"It's okay, so how many girlfriends have you gone through this summer?"
"This might surprise you but none."
"Really?"
"Yup, got that one girl on my mind and she won't budge."
"Why don't you ask her out?"
"I don't think that's a good idea. I told you you'd be surprised."
"Oh. Yeah I was." There was some more silence. "So, do you write any poetry?"
"Yeah, I do. That is something else you don't tell anyone."
"Okay got it." I grinned as I set the empty coffee cup on the table. "So how's your summer been?" I turned to face him setting the book in my lap.
"It's been okay. You?"
"It's been great. How was the PJ Harvey concert?"
"I thought it was okay. Christina loved it, she is now official obsessed over PJ Harvey."
"I thought you said you didn't have any girlfriends this summer?"
"I didn't." Tristin smirked. "Christina's my cousin. I took her to the concert because I thought she'd like a break from her home life."
"That was nice. Do you mind me asking what's wrong at home?"
"No, they don't mind, as long as it's not people that know her parents or are her age. Her parents are getting a divorce."
"Oh, that must suck."
"Yeah, to be fair I had to take her little sister, Crystal, to Beauty and the Beast on Broadway, she cried when we went to the concert."
"How old are they?"
"Tina's thirteen and Crystal is five. I watch them a lot, right now my mom taking them to go shopping. Crystal was really excited she usually doesn't go shopping with her mom. It's kind of weird, my parents spend a lot of time with them, I don't mind because I spend a lot of time with them. I'm not jealous if that's what you're thinking. It's just weird."
I nodded. "Rough life for them, huh?"
"Yeah, Tina watches her and they get sick each of other, their parents fight a lot. Tina and Crystal are basically spending their summer at my house. But they're the best. Tina she's really sweet and friendly, she can have her mean streaks though. Crystal she's the sweetest but she's so shy. I doubt she'd be shy around you."
"I'd love to meet them."
"Are you doing anything today?"
"Nope, Lane's away at Korean Bible Camp."
"Right, let me guess that's your best friend and Henry's pending girlfriend?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Well, we're friends and Henry keeps talking about her. So I asked him how they met and he said that you and Lane went to Madeline's party. Well, I knew you were there." Tristin blushed. "I have Henry talking in his sleep about Lane at camp, on tape."
"Are you serious?" I squealed.
"Yeah, I am."
"You have to give me a copy!"
"Okay." Tristin laughed. "If you want to met my cousins today, I can give it to you."
"Of course, I want to meet your cousins and get a copy of the tape, of course." I grinned.
"So any good places to eat in Stars Hollow?"
"Luke's is good. The sign says Hardware though."
"Okay. Is five okay?"
"Yeah, that'd be great." I nodded, for a minute we just sat there.
Tristin took a deep breath, "So, do you mind if I sit here and read?"
"No, not at all, I'm doing the same."
"Okay." Tristin sat in the chair across from me and began to read.
Every once in awhile we would look up and look at each other and smile. Half and hour later I set the book down. "I'd better get going. I'll see you at five then?"
"Yeah, at five."
I smiled and hurried out of Barnes and Nobles to catch my bus. As I sat down I thought about what Tristin had said. I learned a lot about him during out conversation. He has two cousins who he obviously loves, is obsessed about poetry reading and writing it, he likes a girl that's different and original, who ever she is, is a friend of Henry's, knows about Lane being my best friend and going out with Henry and knows where I live. I think the most important thing I learned was that there's a lot to learn about Tristin DuGrey, a lot to learn.