Chapter 2
Thanks for the reviews this is my first fanfic so suggestions are very welcome....
Blast from the Past
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Rory saw some guy run out of the café and scrunched up her nose He looked kind of familiar "whatever" she mumbled to herself.
Back at the dorm she and Lorelei finished unpacking and said goodbye Lorelei was needed back at the inn early the next day so she wanted to go home and sleep.
Paris had gone to the registrar office to complain about the condition of the bathrooms. Alone in the dorm, Rory sat on her bed with her stereo playing in the back round Jackpot's "Psycho ballerina" was filling the rooms empty silence, Rory went over to the window which overlooked the campus grounds {her grandparents wanted her to have a nice view} She saw lots of couples sitting and reading under the shade of the willow trees that littered the entire campus, some were walking hand in hand, towards the dorm rooms on the other side of the street and she found herself thinking of jess.
.... They had separated on good terms; they knew that they really had no choice. But it still made Rory cry when he got on the plane to California to live with his dad. They had promised to call and write but they both knew that they wouldn't, it would be better to sever all ties; it was less painful that way.
Rory was awakened out of her stupor by a shriek
"Aghhhhhhhhhh , I can't believe this , Paris screamed , I mean we pay good money for to go to this school and they can't even fix the bathrooms , put in proper shower heads and toilets that actually flush .Aghhhhhhh" .Paris sighed loudly.
Rory looked at Paris and laughed a little it was going to be a long year "So..... What was it that you were saying before you left something about a fellow chiltonite?"
"oh yea ,your not going to believe who called me this morning" Paris started, "it was Tristan Dugrey he is attending Yale too and from the tone of his voice I would say that he was either really glad to hear that you were here too or scared to death"
Rory sat down stunned, Tristan bible-boy Dugrey was here at Yale too.
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He had gone back to his dorm and found himself still thinking of Rory She had looked great and she looked happy too.
He had made her miserable at Chilton He loved it though, he loved to watch her squirm whenever he came near her, and the insults they would though at each other, the daily banter, he lived for it then. Everyone in school knew that he liked her ,everyone expect her .she thought of him as some rich snob who just wanted to make her life horrible . So he fulfilled her expectations.
Then of course there was the kiss that they had shared at Madeline's party, God how he had waited for that kiss from her. He could still remember how her lips felt against him, so soft, so warm, so trusting, and how quickly it had ended too. He thought that he had made her cry at first. He was relived when he found out it was her stupid bagboy boyfriend of hers. Dean was his name right?
Tristan lay back on his bed and turned on his CD player. His Black Rebel Motorcycle Club CD played loudly drowning out his thoughts. As the song Love Burns came on, He slowly drifted off to sleep leaving his thoughts for the morning.
Carson walked in the next morning and yelled at tristan "man I called you like 6ix times and now I know why you didn't pick up the phone, how the hell can you sleep with your stereo So loud?"
"Sorry" said tristan groggily as he got out of bed and changed into a pair of sweats and a white tee shirt "I am going for a jog be back in hour"
"Whatever" Carson said as he walked into the bathroom visibly mad.
Tristan walked down the deserted corridor and into the daylight. He ran his hands through his hair and rubbed his eyes. He started running towards the park. Military school had stuck him with a routine that he couldn't seem to break, besides the ladies seemed to like his toned body, and running had always had a relaxing effect on him And that was exactly what he needed.........
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Songs ::: Black rebel motorcycle club --- love burns { very good song}
Jackpot ----psycho ballerina {also very good song} kinda hard to find though
Now I know that you want to review Go ahead and press that pretty little button Go on now thanks
Thanks for the reviews this is my first fanfic so suggestions are very welcome....
Blast from the Past
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Rory saw some guy run out of the café and scrunched up her nose He looked kind of familiar "whatever" she mumbled to herself.
Back at the dorm she and Lorelei finished unpacking and said goodbye Lorelei was needed back at the inn early the next day so she wanted to go home and sleep.
Paris had gone to the registrar office to complain about the condition of the bathrooms. Alone in the dorm, Rory sat on her bed with her stereo playing in the back round Jackpot's "Psycho ballerina" was filling the rooms empty silence, Rory went over to the window which overlooked the campus grounds {her grandparents wanted her to have a nice view} She saw lots of couples sitting and reading under the shade of the willow trees that littered the entire campus, some were walking hand in hand, towards the dorm rooms on the other side of the street and she found herself thinking of jess.
.... They had separated on good terms; they knew that they really had no choice. But it still made Rory cry when he got on the plane to California to live with his dad. They had promised to call and write but they both knew that they wouldn't, it would be better to sever all ties; it was less painful that way.
Rory was awakened out of her stupor by a shriek
"Aghhhhhhhhhh , I can't believe this , Paris screamed , I mean we pay good money for to go to this school and they can't even fix the bathrooms , put in proper shower heads and toilets that actually flush .Aghhhhhhh" .Paris sighed loudly.
Rory looked at Paris and laughed a little it was going to be a long year "So..... What was it that you were saying before you left something about a fellow chiltonite?"
"oh yea ,your not going to believe who called me this morning" Paris started, "it was Tristan Dugrey he is attending Yale too and from the tone of his voice I would say that he was either really glad to hear that you were here too or scared to death"
Rory sat down stunned, Tristan bible-boy Dugrey was here at Yale too.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------- Tristans POV---------------------------------------- ---------------
He had gone back to his dorm and found himself still thinking of Rory She had looked great and she looked happy too.
He had made her miserable at Chilton He loved it though, he loved to watch her squirm whenever he came near her, and the insults they would though at each other, the daily banter, he lived for it then. Everyone in school knew that he liked her ,everyone expect her .she thought of him as some rich snob who just wanted to make her life horrible . So he fulfilled her expectations.
Then of course there was the kiss that they had shared at Madeline's party, God how he had waited for that kiss from her. He could still remember how her lips felt against him, so soft, so warm, so trusting, and how quickly it had ended too. He thought that he had made her cry at first. He was relived when he found out it was her stupid bagboy boyfriend of hers. Dean was his name right?
Tristan lay back on his bed and turned on his CD player. His Black Rebel Motorcycle Club CD played loudly drowning out his thoughts. As the song Love Burns came on, He slowly drifted off to sleep leaving his thoughts for the morning.
Carson walked in the next morning and yelled at tristan "man I called you like 6ix times and now I know why you didn't pick up the phone, how the hell can you sleep with your stereo So loud?"
"Sorry" said tristan groggily as he got out of bed and changed into a pair of sweats and a white tee shirt "I am going for a jog be back in hour"
"Whatever" Carson said as he walked into the bathroom visibly mad.
Tristan walked down the deserted corridor and into the daylight. He ran his hands through his hair and rubbed his eyes. He started running towards the park. Military school had stuck him with a routine that he couldn't seem to break, besides the ladies seemed to like his toned body, and running had always had a relaxing effect on him And that was exactly what he needed.........
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Songs ::: Black rebel motorcycle club --- love burns { very good song}
Jackpot ----psycho ballerina {also very good song} kinda hard to find though
Now I know that you want to review Go ahead and press that pretty little button Go on now thanks