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The Good Left Undone
When Rory reached the bottom of the stairs she was shocked to see her best friend and partner in crime, Tristan DuGrey sitting on the couch, with his parents and her grandparents seated throughout the room.
Just upon entering the room she knew that something wasn't right, there was something in the air that told her that she should just try and run back upstairs and hide until the whole thing was over, but alas they had seen her so running away was not an option.
Rory sighed as she took a seat next to Tristan on the couch. All conversation that had been going on between the Gilmore's and the DuGrey's stopped almost immediately and all eyes were on her and Tristan. No one spoke, and the room had an eerie silence about it. Then Tristan's father stood up and started to pace back in forth in front of the two teens. He all of a sudden stopped and looked at the two of them, his face already turning red, then that's when it all started, the screaming match of the year.
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Logan groaned in frustration. He didn't know what had compelled him to do something as idiotic that he had just done. What was it about this chick that had him acting so out of character for him? Usually it was the girls that were tripping all over themselves for him, what girl wouldn't? That's right, she wouldn't. He wasn't used to this feeling of needing to impress a girl; usually just a smile, or the charming attitude did it for him. This girl had some special power over him and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not.
He walked into his room ready to just fall onto his bed and sleep away what was rest of the day, but instead he was greeted with the sounds of his two best friends shouting at the TV while playing a video game. Okay so it was official he was losing his mind. How could he forget about his friends? His mind was too busy thinking about the girl that he had only met a day ago, that he forgot about the fact that him and his friends were in town for some function that their parents wished them to attend during the week since it was a reading week at school before exams and they were allowed to come home.
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The screaming match had been more exhausting then any sport Tristan had ever played and more exhausting then any sport then Rory had ever watched him play.
Tristan's dad had started talking about how they had managed to screw up yet again, and how they had shamed their well-respected families in the process as well. He just kept rambling on and Rory started to just tune him out, that is until she heard something that she never though she would hear from James DuGrey.
"It's probably her fault." James stated pointing towards Rory. "She's probably exactly like her mother, taking joy in screwing up young men's lives, just like her mother did with Chris. I mean where is he now? Has anyone heard from Chris in the last decade?" Rory was tense, this whole day had gone from bad to worse. What was with people today and comparing her to her mother?
Before he could continue on his rant, Rory stood up and stopped him.
"Don't you fucking dare compare me to my mother." Rory responded, her voice calm, yet deadly.
She heard her grandmother and Eliza DuGrey give a short gasp at her language, while James just looked at her shocked. In all the years that he had known her, she was always polite, but now, now he didn't know what to think.
"My mother made some stupid mistakes, and then didn't own up to them. I take credit for the mistakes I have made, and trust me when I say that I will never make quite the same mistakes she made. Sure I pull pranks with Tristan, but there is no chance in hell that I will ever get pregnant and abandon my family!" And with that she walked out of the room on to the back patio, and plopping down into one of the over sized chairs her grandparents kept out there.
Rory rolled over in bed onto the well-defined chest of her companion. She hugged him tight while he started to lightly run his fingers through her hair.
"What are we going to do Tristan?" Rory whispered, not loosening her grip on him.
"I don't know Ror," Tristan sighed, "I've never seen them that mad before. And their punishment! It's like they got together and thought of what would hurt us both the most and then used it against us."
Rory heard the door open up behind her. She was sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest with her head resting on them. She shouldn't let what James had said get to her, but he had struck a nerve in her that just made her snap.
She felt an arm drape across her shoulders and the presence of Tristan sitting down on the arm of her chair. They sat in silence for a few moments before Tristan spoke up.
"Well that was something in there Ror," Tristan said giving her shoulders a light squeeze, "You know how long I've been waiting for someone to have enough guts to stand up to my father like you just did? You are officially my new hero!"
Rory gave him a small smile. "Well, as long as I'm your hero." Tristan let out a laugh. "Tristan," He stopped and looked at her, "This is going to be bad, isn't it?"
Tristan stood up, grabbing Rory's hand as he did, pulling her up with him. He pulled her into a hug, which she reciprocated almost immediately, clinging to him. "We'll get through whatever they throw at us together, just like we always have." Rory pulled back slightly and looked up at him.
"Promise?" Rory asked in a small voice.
"Promise." Tristan said as Rory placed her head back on his chest, pulling him even closer.
The two stood there for a few moments until it was ruined by Richard opening the door yelling at them to return inside so they could finish discussing the issue at hand.
The two pulled apart slowly and entered back inside hand in hand. Rory avoided eye contact with everyone in the room, instead choosing to pick a spot on the carpet. She could feel Tristan give her hand a reassuring squeeze as they reclaimed their position on the couch. No one spoke up immediately instead they all sat in a tense silence. Finally Emily broke the silence.
"Over the last 5 years you both have done countless irresponsible things that have ended in your expulsion from multiple schools. Finally it has come down to the situation we have on our hands." Emily motioned to James to continue.
"We have discussed the matter and have come to the conclusion, which we think is reasonable, especially considering the situation you have put us in. You are to finish the year with private tutors considering it is too late for you to be transferred anywhere, but come September you will be sent to separate boarding schools."
"WHAT?!" Both Tristan and Rory stood up and looked from James to everyone else in the room, but found them all looking very serious.
"You can't do that to us! We've been going to school together since kindergarten, you can't split us up for our senior year!" Rory was the first one to find the words to respond. Tristan still looked like he was trying to process that his parents were seriously shipping him off, and more so that it was going to be without Rory.
"We can and we will young lady. You two have caused enough trouble together, it is time that you learn to grow up." Richard said speaking up. "And Rory, you are to quit that silly little job you took at the café. We allowed you to take it earlier this year when you started, thinking it would teach you some responsibility but as it has obviously failed to do so. You are to go in tomorrow and explain to your boss why you can no longer work there effective immediately."
"Grandpa," Rory started but Richard just raised a hand silencing her. Rory knew that arguing the matter would be no use, they had made up their minds and there was nothing they could do to stop it. Rory pulled on Tristans hand that was still intertwined with hers and that seemed to pull him out of his thoughts. "Well I see there is nothing else to discuss, so Tristan and I are leaving." And with that she pulled Tristan out of the room and out of the house.
Tristan pulled his car keys out of his pocket, selecting the key for Rory's car. They had decided last year that they would both keep a set of keys for each other's cars, incase of situations exactly like this one. Tristan got into the driver seat, and once Rory was settled into the passenger seat they were off towards Tristans house which they knew from past experience would be empty for the next couple hours, not that it really mattered either way.
"I know what you mean. They could've easily just sent us off to the same school and forgotten about us. But no, it's off to separate schools we go for the first time ever." Rory said.
"We'll get through it though, I know we will." Tristan said almost if trying to convince himself as well as her.
Rory sighed. She knew that the next year was going to be tough, but they still had a few months before they had to worry about that.
"Well I better get going before my grandparents send out the search team to find me." Rory said as she released herself from Tristans hold and got out of bed, and slipping into her shoes she had taken off earlier. She turned and gave Tristan a peck on the cheek then grabbed the keys and started to make her way out of the room.
Just as she was walking out of the bedroom door she heard Tristan shout to her "We will make it through this Ror." They had to.
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