Chapter 2

"Hi," Rory slightly smiled, "and it's Rory."

"Oh yeah sure."

Louise and Madeline were waiting for Paris and noticed, none other than *the* Tristan DuGrey, talking to the new girl. Louise grabbed a firm hold of Madeline's wrist and quickly walked over to them.

"Hey!" Madeline eagerly waved and greeted them.

"Hey, Rory Gilmore right?" Louise asked her.

Rory nodded and answered, "Yup. That would be me."

Madeline was just there. She didn't bring intelligent opinions nor did she know why she was supposed to hate the new girl.

"Any relation to Emily and Richard?" Louise continued her interrogation.

Rory looked at her and hesitated for a moment. "Yes," she answered slowly.

"Oh. So you're Lorelai's daughter?"

"Yes. And this matters because."

Louise looked at Tristan and at the new figure behind her; Paris.

"*THE* Lorelai?" Paris piped in.

Rory was looking at them as if they each had 3 heads. "By *THE* Lorelai do you mean the one that got pregnant at 16? The one that chose not to marry my father?"

Madeline finally awoke out of her trance and at staring at a cute guy walking by. "Yeah I think that's the one they're talking about."

"Then she would be *THE* Lorelai." Rory stated this with a matter a fact attitude.

"Wow. Your mother is like a celebrity in Hartford," Paris and her minions laughed. "I've heard so much about her! That kind of thing doesn't happen often here."

"Hey, hey, hey. Leave her alone Paris," Tristan scolded his step-sister to try and look good in front of the new girl 'Mary'.

She instantly knew how his feeble mind worked. She knew that this was part of his 'plan'. Paris quickly tossed her hair off her shoulder and began walking to next period.

"Hey. I'm sorry about Paris. She can be a real obnoxious, and that's one of her better qualities," Tristan joked. He noticed her smile and he thought he was on the right track to getting with the new girl.

Rory laughed a little. "God, the people in this school suck. Maybe I *don't* belong here. I was probably better off staying where I was."

Tristan just looked at her for a moment. "Don't let Paris determine whether you belong here or not, believe in yourself."

Tristan got up and walked away from the stone bench they were sitting on. He walked through the doors and was out of her sight as he strutted across the lunchroom.

*~* In the Lunchroom *~*

"So man what was that all about?" a guy asked him as Tristan took a seat.

"Yeah what's up with the new chick?" another guy also inquired.

"Gentlemen. Behold, the DuGrey has found his latest conquest."