PART 2:
Tristan just stood there with a perplexed expression on his face. He was shocked to say the least at this image of Rory that sat before him. 'She looks so different from when I last saw her. But no matter what she will still always be the same Rory to me. Even after all this time apart from her I still think that she as beautiful as ever,' Tristan thought lost deep in thought.
He came to when he saw a hand waving in front of his face. "Hey Tristan I know that I'm so stunning and all, but are you gonna just stand here all day or answer my question," Rory asked with a smirk on her face.
I've been as good as could be expect, but now that you're here I feel a whole lot better," he said only half teasing. "I'm glad to see you non the less. So when did you get back," he questioned. He knew all about her running away a couple of month's back and he was very courious as to why she had run and when she had gotten back.
"I came back a couple of weeks ago, but as you already know this is my first day back at Chilton. I'm living right down the street from you now at my grandparents house," Rory said truly glad to see him after so long.
"That's good to know. Now I can come and bug you more often. I know that you would just love that," Tristan said smirking.
At that Rory jumped off of the desk that she happened to be perched on and turned to face him. Giving him a once over she gave him a smirk in return. "Well Tristan I've got to say that you were hot before, but damn look at you now. It looks like Military school did your body some good. It must have been all those push ups they forced you to do."
"Thanks for the complement," he said grinning. "Hey I was wondering if you wanted to go and grab a cup of coffee with me after school and catch up," Tristan said casually. But deep down inside he was praying that she would say yes.
"Well that sounds awfully tempting and all, but no thanks." She looked into his eyes and let a smile grace her features. Seeing how truly upset that her refusal had made him she decided to stop messing around with him at least for now. She put on her coat and grabbed her book bag and swung it over her shoulder and said, "Let's go now instead." And then she took his hand in hers and dragged him out of the classroom.
"You mean right now during school? Rory I don't think that's such a good idea since this your first day back and all. So are you really sure?"
"Yes I'm really sure. And no I meant tomorrow. Of course I meant right now," Rory said gracing him with a little laugh. "You don't have to look so surprised."
"I just never would have thought that you of all people would be willing to skip school especially of your own accord, nonetheless. And with me, well that just earns you a few extra bonus points," Tristan said in mock horror.
"Well I've done a lot of things that you never would have thought that I would do. And besides even if I didn't admit it I've always enjoyed spending time with you," Rory said walking out of the school exit and heading toward her car.
"We can take my car," Rory said opening the passenger side door. She tossed him the keys and said, "Here you can drive, just don't put a scratch on my baby," she said affectionately petting the car's side. Then she got into the car and waited for him to get in as well and start it.
When he finally got in the car he put the key in the ignition and turned to look at her. "So where to Miss. Gilmore?"
"I don't car as long as it has coffee. Oh and you have to put the top down if you're going to be driving my car," Rory said reaching over to turn on the stereo as soon as Tristan started the car.
He put the top down as instructed and sped out of the parking lot. Once they were on the road he glanced over at her to see her flipping through some CD's. Finally she picked out a CD and put it in.
"What are we listening to," Tristan asked as the music began to start.
"Nine Inch Nails," Rory said moving along to the music and never missing a beat.
"They're cool."
"I know."
"So how have you been," Tristan asked casually.
"Well you know as good as can be expected," Rory said using Tristan's nonchalant response as of earlier.
Tristan began to tap his finger along the stirring wheel as he drove. "So….where did you go, you know when you ran away," he questioned.
"Why should you care," Rory asked in a cold voice.
"Because you're my friend and I've missed you," he said in a serious voice. He could tell that she was uncomfortable with the subject, but that didn't stop him. 'Something really horrible must have happened while she was gone, if she is resorting to mute mode,' Tristan thought.
"Really," Rory questioned.
"Yeah, to which part?"
"The part where you said that you missed me."
"Yeah I did. The part about you being my friend is also true."
"Good."
"Good why," Tristan asked her getting a little suspicious of her motives.
"Because I've missed you too."
"If you've missed me so much then tell me why. What is it that you missed about me the most," he asked really wanting to know the answer.
"Everything. The way you'd always bug me, the moments when you showed me the real you, and not to mention that you're not all that horrible to look at," Rory said looking at him and giving him a wink. "So what is it about me that you've missed?"
"I don't want to sound cliché and steal your answer, but everything pretty much sums it up. I missed the way you'd always challenge me, the way that you helped me to become a better person, and the fact that you're also not too bad to look at yourself never for a moment bothered to escape my attention. Now that I've answered your question you have to answer mine. And stop trying to get out of answering it because that's not gonna happen."
"I wasn't trying to get out of answering you," Rory said defiantly.
"Yes you were."
"No I wasn't."
"Look you're doing it again."
"Doing what again," Rory questioned.
"You keep on deliberately avoiding my question."
"No I'm not."
Tristan pulled over to the side of the road and parked the car. Then he turned to look at Rory with a serious face. "Stop lying to me. What happened that's so bad that you don't want to talk about it."
"Nothing and I'm not lying I just don't feel like playing twenty questions with you."
Frustrated he threw his hands up in the air. "Rory I…." he began, but his sentence was cut off by her lips on his.
Surprised by her actions it took him a moment to realize what was going on, but when he did he began to respond. He took all the anger, pent up frustration, love, and force that he felt toward her and put it in the kiss making it stronger and more passionate.
Their tongues swirled around the others, fighting for dominance in a lost war. Their hands began to roam and explore the others body. Then Rory slid her hands up his shirt-clad chest and began to unbutton his shirt, but before she could finish the job he stopped her.
"Rory what are you doing?"
"I'm doing what I know you've always wanted me to do, and also what I've always wanted."
When Rory reached over to continue he stopped her yet again. "Rory stop it. This isn't you," he said sitting up and buttoning his shirt back up.
"You don't know me and therefore you have no fuckin' idea as to who I am or what kinds of things I do."
"The old Rory never would have done anything like this," Tristan said in a pleading voice.
"Well the old Rory's long since dead and buried."
Tristan winced at her words, but held his ground. "Listen Rory I'm sorry. I…."
"Just shut up and drive."
"But…."
"Take me home now."
"Fine," was all Tristan said before he gunned the motor and sped off. All he could feel was anger, hurt and frustration toward her at the moment and the conflicting emotions were overwhelming all of his other senses.
TBC:
Tristan just stood there with a perplexed expression on his face. He was shocked to say the least at this image of Rory that sat before him. 'She looks so different from when I last saw her. But no matter what she will still always be the same Rory to me. Even after all this time apart from her I still think that she as beautiful as ever,' Tristan thought lost deep in thought.
He came to when he saw a hand waving in front of his face. "Hey Tristan I know that I'm so stunning and all, but are you gonna just stand here all day or answer my question," Rory asked with a smirk on her face.
I've been as good as could be expect, but now that you're here I feel a whole lot better," he said only half teasing. "I'm glad to see you non the less. So when did you get back," he questioned. He knew all about her running away a couple of month's back and he was very courious as to why she had run and when she had gotten back.
"I came back a couple of weeks ago, but as you already know this is my first day back at Chilton. I'm living right down the street from you now at my grandparents house," Rory said truly glad to see him after so long.
"That's good to know. Now I can come and bug you more often. I know that you would just love that," Tristan said smirking.
At that Rory jumped off of the desk that she happened to be perched on and turned to face him. Giving him a once over she gave him a smirk in return. "Well Tristan I've got to say that you were hot before, but damn look at you now. It looks like Military school did your body some good. It must have been all those push ups they forced you to do."
"Thanks for the complement," he said grinning. "Hey I was wondering if you wanted to go and grab a cup of coffee with me after school and catch up," Tristan said casually. But deep down inside he was praying that she would say yes.
"Well that sounds awfully tempting and all, but no thanks." She looked into his eyes and let a smile grace her features. Seeing how truly upset that her refusal had made him she decided to stop messing around with him at least for now. She put on her coat and grabbed her book bag and swung it over her shoulder and said, "Let's go now instead." And then she took his hand in hers and dragged him out of the classroom.
"You mean right now during school? Rory I don't think that's such a good idea since this your first day back and all. So are you really sure?"
"Yes I'm really sure. And no I meant tomorrow. Of course I meant right now," Rory said gracing him with a little laugh. "You don't have to look so surprised."
"I just never would have thought that you of all people would be willing to skip school especially of your own accord, nonetheless. And with me, well that just earns you a few extra bonus points," Tristan said in mock horror.
"Well I've done a lot of things that you never would have thought that I would do. And besides even if I didn't admit it I've always enjoyed spending time with you," Rory said walking out of the school exit and heading toward her car.
"We can take my car," Rory said opening the passenger side door. She tossed him the keys and said, "Here you can drive, just don't put a scratch on my baby," she said affectionately petting the car's side. Then she got into the car and waited for him to get in as well and start it.
When he finally got in the car he put the key in the ignition and turned to look at her. "So where to Miss. Gilmore?"
"I don't car as long as it has coffee. Oh and you have to put the top down if you're going to be driving my car," Rory said reaching over to turn on the stereo as soon as Tristan started the car.
He put the top down as instructed and sped out of the parking lot. Once they were on the road he glanced over at her to see her flipping through some CD's. Finally she picked out a CD and put it in.
"What are we listening to," Tristan asked as the music began to start.
"Nine Inch Nails," Rory said moving along to the music and never missing a beat.
"They're cool."
"I know."
"So how have you been," Tristan asked casually.
"Well you know as good as can be expected," Rory said using Tristan's nonchalant response as of earlier.
Tristan began to tap his finger along the stirring wheel as he drove. "So….where did you go, you know when you ran away," he questioned.
"Why should you care," Rory asked in a cold voice.
"Because you're my friend and I've missed you," he said in a serious voice. He could tell that she was uncomfortable with the subject, but that didn't stop him. 'Something really horrible must have happened while she was gone, if she is resorting to mute mode,' Tristan thought.
"Really," Rory questioned.
"Yeah, to which part?"
"The part where you said that you missed me."
"Yeah I did. The part about you being my friend is also true."
"Good."
"Good why," Tristan asked her getting a little suspicious of her motives.
"Because I've missed you too."
"If you've missed me so much then tell me why. What is it that you missed about me the most," he asked really wanting to know the answer.
"Everything. The way you'd always bug me, the moments when you showed me the real you, and not to mention that you're not all that horrible to look at," Rory said looking at him and giving him a wink. "So what is it about me that you've missed?"
"I don't want to sound cliché and steal your answer, but everything pretty much sums it up. I missed the way you'd always challenge me, the way that you helped me to become a better person, and the fact that you're also not too bad to look at yourself never for a moment bothered to escape my attention. Now that I've answered your question you have to answer mine. And stop trying to get out of answering it because that's not gonna happen."
"I wasn't trying to get out of answering you," Rory said defiantly.
"Yes you were."
"No I wasn't."
"Look you're doing it again."
"Doing what again," Rory questioned.
"You keep on deliberately avoiding my question."
"No I'm not."
Tristan pulled over to the side of the road and parked the car. Then he turned to look at Rory with a serious face. "Stop lying to me. What happened that's so bad that you don't want to talk about it."
"Nothing and I'm not lying I just don't feel like playing twenty questions with you."
Frustrated he threw his hands up in the air. "Rory I…." he began, but his sentence was cut off by her lips on his.
Surprised by her actions it took him a moment to realize what was going on, but when he did he began to respond. He took all the anger, pent up frustration, love, and force that he felt toward her and put it in the kiss making it stronger and more passionate.
Their tongues swirled around the others, fighting for dominance in a lost war. Their hands began to roam and explore the others body. Then Rory slid her hands up his shirt-clad chest and began to unbutton his shirt, but before she could finish the job he stopped her.
"Rory what are you doing?"
"I'm doing what I know you've always wanted me to do, and also what I've always wanted."
When Rory reached over to continue he stopped her yet again. "Rory stop it. This isn't you," he said sitting up and buttoning his shirt back up.
"You don't know me and therefore you have no fuckin' idea as to who I am or what kinds of things I do."
"The old Rory never would have done anything like this," Tristan said in a pleading voice.
"Well the old Rory's long since dead and buried."
Tristan winced at her words, but held his ground. "Listen Rory I'm sorry. I…."
"Just shut up and drive."
"But…."
"Take me home now."
"Fine," was all Tristan said before he gunned the motor and sped off. All he could feel was anger, hurt and frustration toward her at the moment and the conflicting emotions were overwhelming all of his other senses.
TBC: