FIC TITTLE: Who Needs Freedom?
1/?
Name: A.J._Fantsy
E-mail: swimstar@columbus.rr.com
Spoilers: none, unless you didn't see the last episode. I hate
Dean.
Summery: Rory as a result to Chilton regulations in history and
Physiology is forced to participate in Chilton slave day, as a
Slave up for bid.
Rating R.
Content: Just in case, as a result to my imagination.
Pairing or Character: Rory and Tristan
Disclaimer: I don't own the plot, it's an answer to a challenge.
I don't own the character, or TV shows unfortunately, The WB dose.


Who Needs Freedom? Ch.1 Slave Day, yay! Not.


Friday morning
Chiltin Prep


Rory Gilmore was at her locker making sure she had everything for first
Period, history.

"Hey, Mary." said a low seductive voice from behind her locker door.
'Oh, god no. Please no.' Rory silently pleaded.

"Tristan, what do you want?" asked Rory in a cold voice.

"Just wondering how all was going with bag boy. I mean after that
Display in the court yard, even I could have been put to shame." Said
Tristan with his trademark smirk.

"Putting you to shame? Wouldn't that be a impossible, even if all the
teens in the world put together they still couldn't bet you." Replayed
Rory in a sarcastic tone.

"Ah Mary, I didn't know you thought so highly of me." Said Tristan in a
sing song voice.

"I don't its fact." She said as she was walking away.

Last ten minutes of history/physiology

Rory was bussy taking notes of the melded class, it was unusual, but she
Ignored it.

"Now, as Tradition call's Chilton will the annual Slave Day," many cheers
were heard from the boy's the girl's however was a different story. "As
usual a group of girls will be selected. *Sigh* Yes Miss.Gilmore?" asked
Ms.Heaps.

"Why are girls only being chosen?"

"Because, girls are insopirior. Men rule the world," said Tommy.

"No, we're not. If women weren't around then you wouldn't be here." Argued
Rory.

"True, but if us men weren't here where would you get the other half of the
child?" asked Tristan.

"If us women weren't here to endure the pain that would you have to. Would
you like push a watermelon size baby out of...umm..a pea sized space?"

"Anyway," interrupted Mrs.Cook, "It is to remember the dark ages. When women
had to do everything the man said. This year the ten slaves will be, Paris
Geller, Sissy Heart, Summer Noghttingham, Ambur Gale, Sara Pezzinei, A.J. Yuy,
Rory Gilmore......" at that point Tristan didn't listen anymore he knew he would
get her.

Two things made him positive 1) He wanted her the most, and 2) He was
part of the richest family in the world, after all his grandfather is the
Inventor of Microsoft computers.

********

Rory couldn't believe it, she would have to do a guy's every bidding, for a
Whole week and it was two thirds of her final grade. At least they had to
pay for her, and the money would go to the children, who need food, cloths,
And homes. She was happy about that just not, the slave factor.

Bus stop Stars Hallow**

He saw Rory get off the bus, with a really bad expression on her face. As
she came up to him he kissed her, a sweet chaste kiss, and held her.

"Rory, what's wrong?"

"Dean. School is what's wrong," said Roy.

"Oh," Dean got that look, like he was told something horrible.

"Dean, are you okay?" asked Roy, who was alittle more than worried.

"Rory, listen. My dad got transferred to New York City. We have to move,
Again." said Dean in a low sad voice.

"Oh." Was all Rory could say, after the pain she had gone through after there
first break up she was expecting a greater one. But it never came. Happiness
Came instead. 'Yeah, now you can finally admit you are head over heals in love
With-no, you have to sad. Bad Rory, Dean's leaving for good and your happy.'

*****
End first chapter.