Chapter 1: The beginning

"Everyone in Hartford knows my story. I'm the girl who was the baby born of the scandal of 1984. I grew up in Stars Hollow. I got accepted to Chilton Prep my Sophomore year of high school. I graduated Valedictorian. I got accepted to all the Ivy Leagues and I went to Yale. I'm the girl that had an affair with her married ex-boyfriend. I dated Logan Huntzberger and when he proposed...I said no. Yes, I'm that girl. In case you can't remember my name...Its Rory Gilmore." This was what I read as I sat down to start writing my book. I wasn't sure how I was going to write it but I knew that I wanted to. I looked at the clock on my wall and realized that I had to start getting ready for the Chilton reunion.

Paris had called me and told me that she was going and that she really wanted me to go. I told her that if I was in town that I would help her. It had been 10 years or more since I had seen anyone from Chilton (except Paris). I was nervous about going, but I did tell Paris that I would. We had been keeping in close contact for the last year since she and Doyle decided to get a divorce. I was walking out of my house when my cell rang. I quickly looked at the caller ID. It was Logan. [Things had changed. Two days after I turned him down we ran into each other in San Francisco and decided not get married unless we both wanted it. Two years later, we ended up on opposites sides of the country. Then a year after that he ended up back in London. I couldn't do it, so we ended things. We've stayed friends though.] I answered it. "Hey what's up?" I said as I got into my car.

"You sound like your in your car." He said.

"I am. High school reunion." I said.

"Yuck. Pass." He said and I rolled my eyes. "Anyway, so Colin finally decided to grow up and he asked Steph to marry him."

"That's awesome." I said, as I pulled out of my driveway. "I'll have to call them tomorrow. No idea what time this thing will be over tonight."

"Good luck. So, I'm gonna be in town next week. Thought maybe we could get everyone together for dinner."

"I can let you know. Mom's due any day."

"Oh I forgot. How's she doing?"

"Okay. About ready to kill Luke though. April's coming to stay til after. She's gonna stay with me so that mom doesn't kill her."

"Sounds safe."

"Yeah, I thought so too." I said as I pulled into the Chilton parking lot. "Listen, I gotta go." I said and hung up. I tossed my phone into the passenger seat while I parked. I quickly checked my hair and makeup in the rear-view mirror before getting out of my car. I made my way up the front steps and inside. I was greeted by a table and I signed in. I was successful even if nobody else saw it that way. I walked into the main room where everyone was and looked for Paris.

"Rory Gilmore as I live and breathe." A voice said.

I tried to place the voice before I turned around. It took me a minute before I did. I turned around, kinda hoping that it was who I thought it was. "Tristan DuGrey?"

"Didn't recognize me?" He said.

"I recognized your voice as soon as you said my name." I told him. "It's good to see you Tris. What's it been...5 years?" I said, remembering the last time that I had seen Tristan.

*FLASHBACK*

I was walking around Princeton after my interview. In actuality, I was looking for a coffee cart. After 10 minutes, I finally found one. "Large coffee, please?" I said.

"Make that two." I heard behind me.

"That's not necessary." I said turning around. "Tristan?"

"Hey Mary. How are you?" He said, paying for our coffees.

"I'm good. How are you?"

"Better now that I've seen you."

Same old Tristan. "Do you ever change?"

"Absolutely. But that will take more than a couple of minutes for you to find that out."

I smiled. "What'd you have in mind?"

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

That had been a great day, that turned into a great weekend.

"Ror? Earth to Rory?" I heard Tristan say, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry. I was thinking about the weekend I spent at Princeton." I said smiling at him.

"That was a great weekend."

"Yes, it was." I said. I had forgotten how much I had missed Tristan. "I have to find Paris but do you maybe wanna grab dinner after. Not sure how much of this place I can take now." I said, laughing.

"Sure. You still have my number?" I nodded. "Just call me when your ready to head out."

"Thanks, Tris." I said, walking away to go find Paris. As I was walking through the crowd of people, I felt an hand grab me and pull me into an empty classroom. "What the --" Paris.

"Sorry. Didn't want to draw attention." Paris said.

"Very James Bond of you." I said.

"Where have you been? I've been waiting for you."

"I ran into Tris." I told her. Paris knew things. She knew about Tristan's feelings for me and she also knew about my feelings for him.

"How did that go?" Paris asked me.

"We're going out to dinner when we leave here." I told her. "Don't look at me like that."

She grabbed my hand. "Ror, just be careful. I remember how you got when things didn't work out last time."

"That was different. Things were rocky with Logan then."

"I know. I just don't want to see either of you hurt." Paris said.

"Thanks. I'm gonna take off. Come see me next week?"

She nodded. "Of course."

I walked out of the room and made my way back to the main hall where everyone was. I started looking for Tristan as soon as I entered. I heard my phone ding. I pulled it out of my pocket. NEW TEXT.

'Meet me at the taco place that you love.

Tris'

How? How did he know about the taco place? I walked out to the parking lot to my car. I got in my car and drove over to the taco place that knew my order so well. When I parked my car (at the taco place), I saw Tris leaning against the side of the building. I got out and walked up to him. "What is this?" I asked him. I wanted to know how he knew about my favorite restaurant in Hartford.

"You love tacos." He said.

"Yes, I know that. How did you know that I loved this place though." I said.

"Because it's the only decent place in Hartford to get tacos." He smiled at me.

"I --" I started to say when Tristan grabbed me pulling to him and kissing me hard. I had forgotten how good of a kisser he was. I suddenly realized exactly much I had missed him. He, somehow managed to pull me even closer to him. I found myself wrapping my arms around his neck. When we both pulled back, (air becoming necessary) I was completely out of breath. "Wow." I said, having a lack of words.

"Hungry?" He asked.

"Yeah. Wanna grab food and head to my house? We can relax and talk?" I asked him.

"Sounds like a plan."

Tristan and I grabbed some food and he followed me back to my house. When I pulled into my driveway, there was a car that I recognized but wasn't expecting. CHARLIE. I got out of my car and Tristan followed me to the front door. "I'm sorry about this." I told Tristan before walking in. "Char!" I yelled, walking through my front door and into the kitchen...Tristan following me. Charlie came out from the back of my house. "What the hell are you doing here? You don't live here anymore!" I said.

"I just came to get the last of my stuff." Charlie said, then he noticed Tristan. "Who's this? Moving on that quickly?"

"Don't worry about it. Just get your stuff and get out of my house." I told him. He went back to what he was doing. I picked up my landline and called my dad. "Hey." I said when he answered. "I need a favor."

"Anything for you kiddo." Dad said.

"Can you send someone over to my house tomorrow to change the locks and the alarm code as well as the one for the garage?"

"Sure. Charlie was there again?"

"Yeah. I'm waiting on him to leave now." I told him.

"Yeah. You gonna be home?"

"Most of the day. Gotta pick April up at 3. Is Gig still planning on coming over?"

"I think so. I'll have her give you a call in the morning."

"Thanks Dad." I said and hung up. Charlie came back through with a box of stuff. He laid his key on the breakfast bar. "Is that the last of it?" I asked. He nodded. "Good. Locks and codes are being changed tomorrow. You should have called." And with Charlie left and was out of my life. I turned back to Tristan. "I'm so sorry about that. I had no idea that he was coming to get the last of his stuff tonight." I told him.

Tristan walked to me and grabbed my hand. "Its okay. Can I ask?"

I let out a sigh as I started taking food out of the bag. "Charlie and I met two and a half years ago, through my grandmother. She said that I needed to start thinking about the future. So she introduced us and one thing led to another." Tristan nodded as he sat at the breakfast bar. "It was a big mistake."

"I get it." Tristan said. I got us each a beer and sat next to him. He put his on top of mine as I reached for my taco and cheese fries. "I really missed you."

I smiled at him. "I missed you to Tris." I grabbed my food. "Where you living now?"

"I'm back in Hartford. Grandad's not doing too well so I came to help him at his firm." Tristan said.

"That's nice. I know that he appreciates it." I told him.

"He does, but its just weird being back in Hartford." He said. "I mean, you know how my relationship with my parents is. Its just hard being back around them."

I nodded. "So now what?"

Tristan finished his beer and sat the bottle back down. "Ror, I'm back for good. I miss you and I want you back. I want us back." I got up and walked into my living room. I heard Tristan get up from his seat and follow me. "Ror..."

"Tell me that you didn't just come to the reunion because you hoped that Paris was going to attempt to drag me to the reunion?" He didn't say anything. Oh. "Paris told you that I was going." He nodded. "That's why she kept begging me to come." He nodded again.

"Rory, when I told Paris that I was moving back for good; she reminded me of how good we are together. I asked her not to say anything in case I didn't have the courage to have this conversation." Tristan said.

I walked over to the couch and sat down. Tristan joined me. "Tris, I loved how good we were together..."

"But?"

"But, I also remember how broken I was when it didn't work out." I said.

"That was distance."

"Tris! Stop for a minute. I need to think." I said. On the one hand Tristan and I had only had a very short time together because of the distance. We had decided to call it quits because of the distance. He was back in Hartford, but what if he went somewhere else. On the other hand, it was Tristan. Part of me believes that he's the reason that I couldn't marry Logan. I looked up at him and in his eyes...his beautiful blue eyes I could see that he was telling the truth. I smiled at him. "Okay."

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