Title: Who Knew?
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Gilmore Girls.
Rating: T
Summary: What neither Tristan or Rory know is they are both attending Yale. They will soon cross paths, Tristan will realize his feelings for Rory never faded, and Rory will stumble upon feelings she never knew she had for the boy who tortured her, the boy who she called Bible Boy and the Spawn of Satan, and was then sent away.
Prologue: Rory Gilmore is now attending Yale University for Journalism. Paris Geller is her roommate in the on campus dorms. The two of them are now very good friends and no longer rivals. They both graduated from Chilton prep academy 3 months ago. They are in they're first week at school, classes have not yet started. They are in the middle of what the University calls Frosh Week. They organize activities for the students and give them time to learn they're way around and meet new people.
2 Years prior to Rory's start at Yale she was just starting her grade 11 year at Chilton. A friend of hers named Tristan DuGrey, was shipped off to military school. What Rory didn't know at the time was that Tristan had extremely strong feelings for her. At the time she was dating Dean, so she was oblivious to his feelings, and ignored everybody who tried to tell her. Dean and her are no longer seeing each other, they broke up for mutual reasons, after which Dean decided to go to school in California. The two of them very rarely talk anymore.
On with the story…
It was 7:00pm Saturday night. Rory and Paris had moved into their dorm room the previous afternoon, and classes didn't start until Wednesday morning. All of the movers had just left. Rory's grandparents had graciously bought Rory a whole entire living room set, including a 50" plasma television with a huge surround sound and home entertainment centre. Rory and Paris were just quietly sitting in their living room wondering what they should attempt doing.
Paris looking at Rory, sat straight up, threw her arms in the air and said, "well this is stupid Gilmore… we're in college now, and all we can think to do on a Saturday night is sit here in silence… LETS DO SOMETHING!" Just as Rory was about to respond, there was a knock at the door…
KNOCK KNOCK…
Rory just looked at Paris, who had a funny questioning look on her face, and slowly got up and answered the door. When Rory had the door opened fully she came face to face with a smiling boy she had never seen or met before in her life. The guys smile got bigger when he looked at her raised eyebrows, as if saying 'can I help you?'
"Well hello there pretty lady, my name is Jeremy and im just here to give you this flyer and let you know about a HUGE 'welcome to Yale' party we are having tonight in the Morton Building. Now you must do me the favor of attending this party because you are the most gorgeous thing I have seen on this campus since I have been here!" And with a wink of his eye, and a blush on Rory's cheeks he was gone.
Rory closed the door, walked over to Paris, shoved the flyer in her hands and said, "Here, if you're so bored, go to a party, Jeremy will see you there!"
"Very funny Gilmore, if im going to this party, then your going too!!!" she stood up and grabbed Rory's hand.
"Paris, you know im just not the party kind of girl… there will be tons of people there, if you want to go, im sure it will be fun!" she pulled her hand free of Paris's grip.
"Come on Rory, its college, can't you just try something new… I mean, what's it going to hurt?! If you won't do it for yourself, will you please do it for me… just this once?! It sure beats sitting around this dorm room all night." She raised her eyebrows to Rory, as she could tell that she was contemplating the idea.
Rory just sighed and said, "Fine, I'll go… but just this once, deal?"
"Deal!" Paris agreed, "So… what now?!" Paris asked Rory, not knowing what time to go or what to wear.
"Now…" Rory started, "Now, we chill out for a while, change into something semi nice, and go mingle with the party people." Rory rolled her eyes and headed into her room. She was about to close the door when Paris caught it with her hand and followed Rory into her room. "What Paris?"
"What do we wear?" She asked with a very serious tone.
"Paris, you are the smartest girl I know… im pretty sure you know how to dress yourself!" Rory knew she was being sarcastic, but Paris was use to it and knew that she really didn't want to go to this party.
"Come on Rory, im school smart… I dated Jamie for like 5 months, it was a standard routine. That's what im use too… routine. I don't know what kind of stuff to wear to a random college party, im not good at this stuff… please…?" she made eye contact with Rory with a pleading look in her eye. She hated begging, in fact she never begged for anything, she always figured stuff out on her own, but Rory was her best friend, and she really wanted to make a good impression at this party. This was their home for the next 4 years.
Rory just shook her head, cracked a tiny smile, "Okay Paris…" she chuckled as she pushed her way out into the common room and into Paris bedroom. She walked over to Paris's closet, opened it and started routing through all of the clothes. She pulled out a jean skirt, threw it on the bed and proceeded to look for shirts in her closet. She pulled out a nice blue halter top and threw it on the bed as well. "That is the perfect outfit… and don't even think about arguing with me!" Then she walked back into her room, and closed the door.
Rory just sat on her bed for a few minutes. She couldn't believe it, her first official night at school, she was invited to a party, told she
was gorgeous AND Paris had actually asked… no, begged for her help. As much as she was questioning this party, something inside of her was a little bit excited about it. Right then and there, she decided to make a pack with herself to open up to a few more things… and to have fun tonight. She pushed herself off of the bed and into the bathroom for a quick shower.
When she got out of the shower, she dried herself off, blew her hair dry, and started putting her make-up on. She picked a nice fragrance to put on, and made her way into her room to find something to wear.
She made her way out into the living room when she was done, Paris was still in her room getting ready. Rory had decided on a nice pair of form fitting, low rising, dark jeans with a nice stripped, strapless shirt that showed about 2" of her midriff. She was waiting in the living room for about 10 minutes when she called Paris, "Paris, are you ready yet? Its 9:30!" Seconds later Paris emerged from her room in the outfit that Rory had picked.
They both looked amazing. Rory smiled, "Wow Paris, you clean up nice!" then she stuck her tongue out at Paris.
"Thanks Gilmore, you don't look so bad yourself!" With that they both chuckled. "Now lets find our way over there." Paris finished as they pushed they're way out of their dorm building.
Five minutes later they strolled into the crowd of people surrounding the Morton building. Some random person had told them that they could find drinks inside. They pushed their way through all of the people until they found the drink table. There
were a bunch of people standing around it talking, just as many people were dancing and laughing around them, living it up. Rory felt a hand on the small of her back,
"Hey gorgeous, can I get you ladies a drink?" She heard Jeremy, the guy who had given her the flyer say.
Rory thought, 'what the hell?' and decided not to shy away from this guy. "Yeah sure, that sounds great, thanks!" she said as he went to grab a couple of drinks, she glanced at Paris and smiled. A couple seconds later, Jeremy arrived back with a couple of drink for the girls, "Thanks!" Rory said, as she flashed him a huge smile.
"Anytime for a beautiful girl like you!" He grinned as he obviously ran his eyes down the length of Rory's body. She continued to blush, which made him respond with, "Im sorry…" he smiled, "I have just never had this reaction to a girl before, your gorgeous!"
"Thanks… so you said your name was Jeremy right?!" she asked him.
"Yes ma'am, and I guess its only appropriate for me to ask yours?!" He laughed, as she smiled.
"Oh yeah, well im Rory, and this is my good friend and roommate, Paris!" She said as he thrust his hand out towards to hers to shake it.
"Very nice to meet you both! Well take a tour around the party, help yourself to the beverages and I will for sure see you around sometime tonight Rory." With that he smiled, winked and backed away from the girls in the huge amounts of people.
"Jeez Rory, that guy is hot for you!" Paris said as she gently hit Rory's arm.
"Pft, he probably just wants to get laid tonight, which isn't going to happen. I will admit though, the attention sure is nice… I'll flirt a bit." She finished as they both burst out laughing.
"You slut!" Paris said as they both continued to laugh, knowing Paris was kidding.
Little did they know, somebody from their past was approaching the beverage table and caught the last part of the conversation. He decided to surprise them both, by walking up behind them and saying, "Did I just hear Paris Geller call Mary here a slut?" He laughed as they both turned around with shocked looks on their faces. They both smiled, Paris through her arms around him and then said "Tristan DuGrey, didn't know if we would ever see you again! What are you doing here?" Rory also got on her tip toes and wrapped her arms around him. When Rory let go of him, he just looked at her, glanced at Paris for a few seconds and then made eye contact with Rory again.
"Yeah, Tristan… Wow, what are you doing here?" Rory repeated as he just smiled at them both.
"Well I could ask the same to the girls who I thought were for sure Harvard bound!!!" They just looked at each other and smiled, but refused to respond until he answered their question. "Okay, okay…" he started, as they continued looking at him expectantly, "if you nosey ladies must know, I graduated from military school with a scholarship to Yale Law… lets just say my daddy is very proud!" He finished with a roll of his eyes.
"Wow, that's great Tristan!" Paris said.
"Now, its only fair for us to answer your question…" Rory started, "well im here, because after tons of pro/con lists and a lot of surfing the internet and taking tours I decided that Yale was really the place for me… better classes and more opportunities, plus im only half an hour away from my Mom!" Rory took a deep breath as she finished.
Tristan just smiled at his still perfect Mary, and realized that his feelings for her have not faded the slightest bit in two years. Paris looked at him and rolled her eyes, she knew better then anybody that Tristan was head over heals for Rory. She decided to break his little bubble…
"Well Tristan, im here because Harvard rejected me!" She laughed. He just kind of starred at her not really knowing what to say. Paris got that vibe from him and continued, "Its totally cool, im over it, and what would I do without my Rory anyways?" She laughed, as Rory just hit her arm and chuckled at her crazy friend. Tristan just glanced at Rory as she shrugged her shoulders.
"Well Paris, I see you havn't changed one little bit!" he chuckled at her. "Now what about Mary here?" he looked back to Rory. Paris decided to answer for Rory.
"Are you kidding? Rory will always be Rory!" Rory just looked at her with an amused look on her face.
"Oh Paris, YOU will never change!" Rory laughed at her friend. Tristan interrupted their little bantering session.
"Well, its clear the neither one of you has changed one little bit, I just can't believe you guys are friends!" He smiled and glanced back and forth between the two of them.
"Yeah, we still think it's a miracle and aren't quite sure how it happened ourselves!" Rory replied.
"Well, that's good I guess, you two always entertained me! I just hope your still as innocent Mary, drove me crazy." He winked at her as he walked past the girls. Just as they thought he had wondered off somewhere else, he came up behind Rory, put his lips to her ear and said, "I see I can still make you blush… im glad you didn't lose that!" With that, Tristan disappeared into the crowd.
"Oh, My, God, Rory… that boy is still smitten with you!" Paris shook her head and looked at her friend with a smile on her face.
"You still have no idea what you are talking about Paris… Tristan DuGrey never had feelings for me beyond friendship." She bite back at Paris.
"Ahhhh Rory…" Paris sighed, "…still so oblivious."
"Okay, Rory needs another drink!!!" Rory said referring to herself in the third person as she made her way back over the drink table.
Rory and Paris separated for a little while and just started mingling a little bit with all of the other people. They had a couple more drinks and just tried as hard as they could to let loose and have fun. They both did just that.
