BACKGROUND: Rory and Jess had a daughter, Emma, when they were 21. Rory married Jess when she was 22 and they moved to New York.
SUMMARY: Rory and Jess move back to Connecticut and now their daughter is attending Chilton. Follows Emma during her first year at Chilton. Main focus on daughter. Future Fic AU
DISCLAIMER: Sadly, I own nothing.
AUTHOR NOTE: This is my first fic so bare with me. Feedback is always welcome, I will take anything.

"Do you mind if I sit with you?" Jacob asked Emma.

"You already are."

With a chuckle Jacob said, "So I am. Well the reason I came over here was to see when you wanted to get together, you know to work on our project."

"I am pretty much free anytime. Being new and all my social calendar is pretty empty. "

"Good, because I was thinking maybe we could start on it right away. Like after school in the library."

"Okay, that sounds like a plan."

Jacob smiled, "Great, so I will see you in the library after school."

"I guess so." Emma smiled and watched Jacob as he got up and walked to a table full of his friends.

After Jacob walked away the blond girl and her posse approached her. "That's just pathetic. You do know what his intentions with you are don't you?" the blond girl said with a smirk.

"I believe his intentions are to work on a project together and get a good grade. Anyways what is it to you?"

"God you are so naïve. He just wants to get into your pants. He will use his charm, bag you, and then leave you."

"Are you really that cynical?" Emma was starting to get annoyed.

"I just speak the truth. Don't say I didn't warn you. Oh and I don't think we have properly met. I'm Bree and just so you know, I can make your stay here at Chilton a living hell."

"I'll make sure to remember that," Emma said sarcastically.

"You don't think I can? Oh this should be fun," Bree smirked evilly and walked away.

Forgetting that her mom was going to pick her up, in her last class she quickly text her letting her know that she had to stay after school to work on a project and that she would call when she was done.

A husky voice behind her whispered , "You know you aren't supposed to have your cell phone on in class, shame on you Mary."

Emma turned around and saw a pair of ocean blue eyes and a smirk. "Well, Joseph, I don't see why it concerns you."

His smirk got bigger, "I am just watching out for you, that's all."

"Well, I don't need…" she was interrupted by the teacher.

"Mr. Dugrey and Ms. Mariano, would you like to share your little conversation with the class." Emma blushed.

"I was just informing Ms. Mariano here about the school code regarding the use of cell phones in class." Emma glared at him.

"You see I saw her," her glare intensified, "looking at someone texting and she looked confused so I let her know that it wasn't allowed in school even though some students like to break that code." Emma let out a sigh of relief.

"I see Mr. Dugrey, well next time try to discuss the school code outside of class," the teacher replied.

"Yes Mrs. Cameron," he said with a huge smirk on his face.

Once the bell rang Emma quickly collected her belongings and walked to her locker to grab some books she needed. Out of the corner of her eye she saw someone lean next to the locker beside her.

"Mary, you never thanked me for saving you in there."

"Why should I thank you when you are the one who put me in the position to be saved, as you call it?" Emma said coldly.

"Do I sense hostility?"

"Wow, you aren't completely stupid. I was starting to worry about you."

"Aww, Mary, I didn't know you cared so much."

"I don't Joseph, now leave. I have places to go and people to see. And you are not one of them."

"Fine, I will see you later Mary." With that he walked down the hall and disappeared around the corner.

Frustrated Emma walked into the library. She found Jacob sitting at a table with a pile of books on it flipping through one of books.

Jacob looked up at her and smiled, "Hey Emma. I grabbed as many Shakespeare books that I could find. I was thinking of which play to pick and my top three plays to do a scene from would be A Midsummer Night's Dream, Antony and Cleopatra, and The Tempest. What were you thinking about doing?"

"I am so glad you don't have Romeo and Juliet in your top three or else you would have died a slow and painful death. But I like the idea of A Midsummer Night's Dream and I was also thinking that maybe we could do Twelfth Night but really I don't care as long as it isn't Romeo and Juliet."

"What do you have against Romeo and Juliet? I personally think that it is one of Shakespeare's finest pieces."

"I don't know, I just never really liked it. I mean come on it is so...so, I don't know I just don't like it."

Jacob laughed, "Then it is out of the question. So we have it down to two. I could do either."

"Okay then why don't we flip a coin. Heads A Midsummer Night's Dream and tails Twelfth Night."

"Okay." Jacob takes a quarter out of his pocket and flips it. "Heads." He keeps flipping it. "Heads." He did it another time, "Heads again." He started to flip it again and Emma stopped it.

"Please don't go all Rosencratz and Guildenstern on me. There is a reason why they are dead." Emma said with a smile.

"Right," he chuckled. "So it looks like we are doing A Midsummer Night's Dream."

"Now we need to pick a short scene. I was thinking scene 2 in Act 3. The one between Demetrius and Hermia."

"Well I was thinking about scene 2 Act 2. The one between Hermia and Lysander." He smirked and said, "We could always flip the coin again."

"I think we have had enough coin flipping today. How about we think about it and work more on this later," Emma laughed.

"Okay, so are we done for now?"

"I think that is it. I guess I will see you later."

"I'm counting on it," Jacob smiled. Emma was growing quite fond of his smile. "Until tomorrow."

"Yup, bye Jacob."

Jacob hesitated for a second and then asked, "Do you need a ride or anything?"

"No, I think I am just going to stay in here for a while and catch up with all the work I have missed."

"Okay, well don't work to hard. Bye."

Emma sighed as he walked out of the library. She didn't know why Ashley didn't like Jacob. He was really nice and sweet. And Bree, well she is just a bitch. Emma took out her phone and called her mom.

"Hey Emma."

"Hey mom. I am done in the library so could you come pick me up now?"

"Yup, I am leaving as we speak."

"How was your day with grandma?"

Emma could here her mom laugh, "Like it always is. I am glad I can see her more often now. Well I am driving right now and unless you want me to die from a car accident I better go."

Emma giggles, "Okay mom."

"And once I get there I expect details of your first day at Hell, whoops, I mean Chilton. Lots of details."

"Sure thing mom. Love you!"

"Love ya too darling."

Author Note: I haven't said the name of Tristan's son yet because I am not sure what his name should be. Naming him Tristan or TJ would just be confusing and unoriginal. But I can't think of a good name for him. Any Suggestions??!!