Here it is, the second chapter, exactly 1,000 words. Me? Proud? Yep. Happy? Yep. Excited for reviews? Yesyes XD
Finally got rid of all my schoolwork, and although it took ages, it's done now.
I already have the next chapter written up, it just needs editing and fixing, and then it will be posted. But not until I get a suitable amount of reviews.
Thankyou to everyone who read, reviewed, alerted, etc this story. I'd mention you all, but I got quite a few reviews for the first chapter, surprisingly.
Anyway, here it is, so read, review, and enjoy! XD
Chapter Two - Cold Wars, Heated Moments
"The Cold War was the result of..."
This Cold War stuff really wasn't catching the attention of Rory Gilmore, who was in history, sitting roughly in the centre of the classroom, staring into space with a glazed expression on her face. Normally she'd be listening, and taking very carefully detailed notes, but for some reason her mind was wandering, who knows where today.
Rory glanced up, to see a note being passed to her, by the ever scornful Paris Gellar. She met the other girl's eyes, and expressed a silent thankyou, which she kindly returned with a hateful glare. Well, at least I know we won't be getting along anytime soon...
She opened up the messily folded note, which had the word Rory scrawled onto it. It couldn't be from Paris, since her handwriting was pretty much perfect. Rory looked around her, to see if she could spot who it could be from, but no one caught her eye. She focused on the words written far from neatly on the piece of paper in front of her.
'Mary, I knew if I wrote that on the top of the note, you most likely wouldn't read it, knowing it was from me, so I used your other, irrelevant name, Rory. So Mary, when are we gonna do that project, PARTNER?'
She didn't take a word of what the teacher was saying in, and so when the school bell rang for the end of the day, she decided not to reply to the note, and began to pack up her belongings. When they were finally dismissed, she made her way into the hallway, and put the remaining few of her books from her bag, into an already bursting locker, and when she was about to swing the door shut, a hand stopped it.
"Mary."
Rory shut her eyes, wishing she didn't have to deal with this right now, and slowly turned around to face her irritating classmate. When she opened them, there stood Tristan Dugray, waving his hands in front of her face, with an amused smirk on his handsome face.
"Ah, I see she's alive." The boy chuckled, shuffling his feet.
"What now Tristan?"
"Well since you didn't deem me worthy of receiving a reply to my politely written note, I thought I'd ask you in person. Are we ever going to get this stupid project done?"
Rory sighed. "Fine, when are you free?"
Tristan laughed, a deep, husky laugh. "Asking me out already? We're a little bit forward for a Mary, aren't we?"
Rory turned on her heel, muttering to herself, about how this boy would never take anything seriously.
"Whoa whoa whoa Mary, not so fast. I was joking, it's a little thing we Americans do. Ever heard of it? I'm free right now. Do you want to maybe come round mine? Or we could go to yours if that's what you wanna do?"
Rory, for the second time in the space of 5 minutes, sighed again, heavier this time, and rolled her eyes.
"Okay, let's go. I don't have my keys on me right now, but I'm not in the mood to go round yours, so I'll take you somewhere different. It's back in Stars Hollow, I always eat there."
"Wow, already taking me to posh, swanky restaurants. I say we go back to mine, we have the house to ourselves." Tristan replied, with his signature smirk plastered onto his face.
"Shut up." Rory said, clearly not amused, and led the way out of the doors, with Tristan following.
"How are we going to get back to Stars Hollow right now? C'mon, I was only joking before, I don't mind going back to mine for a while to get things started. We still have about four weeks left of this project, so let's take this slow." Tristan told her, the part about taking things slow not just applying to their project, but to their relationship. Or what would be their relationship very soon, if Tristan had his own way. And Tristan always had his own way.
These four weeks would be his chance to see what this girl was all about. Get inside her mind, get her to trust him, and find out what it was about her that made her so intriguing. Why was she so innocent, so unaware of the way he looked at her? At the least, he'd become friends with her, and find out what made her tick. She was his biggest mystery at the moment, not to mention challenge and conquest. Rory Gilmore would know who Tristan Dugray was, since right now, she didn't seem fully aware.
On the short walk to Tristan's house, they were both mostly silent, except when Tristan asked Rory questions, to which she gave short, one or two word answers, not bothering to expand. She walked with her textbook clutched to her chest, looking straight ahead; aware of the sideward glances Tristan was giving her, while still smirking, as he had been the entire way here.
"Here we are Mary, my humble home."
Rory looked up, to face a huge house, with big, black iron gates, with an intercom, which Tristan spoke into. The house looked even bigger than her grandparent's house, which was quite grand itself. She gulped, slightly intimidated by his wealth, and the way he lived. Oh, this should be fun...
Tristan glanced at her, let out a soft chuckle, and grabbed her arm and led her into the slowly opening gates, and proceeded to unlock his front door. He swung the door open, and to no surprise, the house was empty. They'd sure have their fun.
As soon as they had both come in, Tristan closed the door behind them and turned to Rory, who was standing with her back to the door, slightly uncomfortable at how close Tristan was. She could almost feel him breathing, and she felt slightly intimidated under his intense cerulean gaze. For a moment, they just stood there, staring.
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What did you think? I wasn't gonna stop it here, but I wanted to prolong the actual event, and leave you guys hanging. Why? Because it's fun and I'm unfair like that. Also because it's getting late and I'm at school tomorrow :( The next chapter will be slightly more eventful, I promise. Anyway, hope you liked it, let me know what you thought in a review. Chapter 3 will be up sometime this weekend (if I get reviews), so you know what to do! XD LI, out!
