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Gilmore Girls
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and i dont own the songs
Time line: Soon after Tristan leaves
Tristan POV
I wake up to someone shacking me. It's the headmaster of the school. "DuGrey. You got a phone call."
What? I look at my clock by my bed its two in the morning. Who would be calling me this late? I groan and walk to the office. I pick up the phone which is lying on the desk unhooked.
"Hello?"
"Tristan." I recognize the voice. It's my father.
"Father." I say coldly.
"Tristan, your mother and I talked. And we have decided to let you come home."
What? "Why?" I ask.
"You don't want to come home?" He asks.
"No, no I do. But I just want to know what made you change your mind?"
"Umh well actually a young girl. She's a daughter of one of my associates."
"Really?" I am shocked that someone talked my father into anything.
"Yes."
I am just about to ask who when my father says. "Well it's late so I'll let you get some sleep. There will be a car waiting for you to take you to the airport tomorrow morning."
"Okay." I say.
"Good. Good-bye, son."
To say I am shocked at the turn of events would be an understatement.
I walk back to my room and start packing. I want to get out of this place as soon as possible. I come across a book. Preciously Romeo and Juliet. I smile Rory Gilmore here. I come.
A few hours later the limo arrived and brought me to the airport. I got on my flight which was uneventful.
I got off the plane and found my luggage when I got outside James my family's long time driver was waiting for me. I smile a little.
"James."
"Mr. DuGrey." He takes my bags and puts them in the trunk. I open the door and slide into the limo and who was sitting in it was the last person in the world I would have thought would be at the airport to pick me up.
It was no other than Rory Gilmore. She's wearing a short denim skirt and a black halter and black open stilettoes. Her hair is also shorter much lighter and her skins darker and her nails and toes are manicured. She looks a lot different. But she's still beautiful.
"Mary."
She grins which I've never seen her do before. "See you still haven't learned my name."
I grin. "I know your name Rory Gilmore. I just puffer calling you Mary."
"The name is Rory Hayden now."
I raise an eyebrow. "Got hitched, Mary. And not to Bean. Wow."
She laughs. "Hayden is my father's last name. After my mother died well.. I just prefer Hayden." She trails off. I don't press the subject. "And Dean and I broke up."
I try to hide a smirk.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Now that you're here yeah." She says.
Mary is flittering with me?
She climbs over and sits next to me. "I'm glad that your back."
"Really?" I say.
She smiles. "Yeah."
"So . . . why did you and Dean brake up?" Smooth DuGrey. But I can't help it I really want to know what happened.
"Uh . . . well we just broke up." She says simply "I realize I made a big mistake..."
I swallow my pride and I say"Mar, if you love him then well . . . "
She laughs at me. I am feeling very stupid right now.
"Tristan the mistake I made was that I didn't do it sooner and" She puts her hand on my thigh "that I didn't tell you how I felt about you."
I am stunned and before I can say anything the door opens and James is standing there.
"We're here." Rory climbs out of the limo. I get out too. I see my mother waiting outside of the front door.
She smiles which I can swear is a real smile. I finally think I have stepped into the twilight zone. She hugs me.
"Tristan, I am so happy you home." I am speechless.
"Honey why don't you clean up and then your father wants to talk to you. Rory, her grandmother and I are going shopping where going to have dinner together. Okay? So be good."
I nod. Then my mother and Rory walk back into the limo.
I walk into the house and up to my room. I plop on my bed and stare up at the ceiling.
What is going on? My mother is being sincerely nice to me. Rory is dressing different and flirting with me. I am seriously confused.
I hear a knock on the door.
"Tristan. Can I come in?" I hear my father's voice.
I sigh. "Yeah."
He comes in. "Now Tristan there is a few rules for you coming back. Number one no more getting in trouble. Number two you have to keep your grades up and number three no more hanging out with Duncan and Bowman."
I nod "Yes sir."
He then turns to leave.
"Dad?" I say.
He turns around "Yes?"
"Thanks for letting me come home." I say.
He smiles a little. "Don't thank me, son. Thank your friend Rory. She convinced me it was better for you if you came home to straighten out. And I expect you to be at Loreali Gilmore's funeral tomorrow. I knew her from when we where kids. She was a good woman" He turns and leaves my room
I am shocked by this news. Things are defiantly going to be interesting.
