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Chapter Four:
Rory stood at her locker and desperately tried to open the door. No matter how many times she entered the lock combination the thing wouldn't budge. It was becoming quite irritating.
"Evil locker,'' she said. "No treats for you Barnaby."
"Need some help there Mary?" Tristan asked boldly.
"Give it your best shot."
And Tristan really did that. His rounded fist hit the locker with great force and it popped open.
"You know Mary I'm beginning to think that fate wants you to tell me that you're in desperate need of me," Tristan said teasingly.
"Never believed in fate," Rory replied.
Tristan's trademark smirk appeared. "Denial Mary?"
"Don't even think about saying it's not just a river because even my grand mother could do better than that."
"Well grandma must be really witty," Tristan replied. He was enjoying every moment of this mockery.
"Don't you have a house or something to go to?" Rory asked.
"Are you inviting me over to yours?"
"Not in this lifetime."
"Playing hard to get Mary."
"No I'm just stating the obvious."
"Well I like it anyway," Tristan replied coyly.
"Right."
Rory left Tristan standing there and walked away. This boy really didn't know when to give up. He was the total opposite of what she had expected. He was so self assured and confident. He knew just how to make her want to scream but at the same time take pleasure in every moment of his company. Rory wasn't regretting anything about moving to Connecticut. Hell she didn't even miss L.A. anymore.
"Rory wait up," Liz-Beth called.
"Hey Liz," Rory said as Liz stood next to her.
"So?"
"So what?"
"You and Romeo?"
"Who's Romeo?"
"Tristan."
"Do all of you have to give people nicknames?" Rory asked.
"It suits him. Just like Mary suits you."
"But Mary doesn't suit me."
"Liz-Beth leave Rory alone," Erick said coming up behind Rory and hugging her.
"Hey I'm jealous," Liz-Beth said playfully.
Erick laughed and embraced Liz in a hug lifting her off the floor.
"You know. You two should really get a room," Summer said as she walked by.
"You're just jealous."
"I could have him if I wanted."
"Right Summer and pigs can fly," Rory said.
"You know I really don't like you. Pretending to be little Miss innocent, these fools may fall for the act but you're on my turf. I would think before I said any thing if I were you."
"Well you're not me and I don't care if you like me or not because I'll tell you right now that I like absolutely nothing about you so I don't need you to buy my so called act."
"Strong words coming from the Virgin Mary." Summer strutted off down the hall before Rory could say anything else.
"Wow Rory," Chris said. He had seen the whole show from his locker. "I didn't think you had it in you."
"I know," Liz-Beth said. "You know I think I really like you."
"I'm glad you do," Rory said.
"You're quite irresistible Mary." Tristan was standing behind Rory leaning on the lockers.
"Oh God and the Spawn of Satan has returned."
"I like that," Tristan replied. "Makes me sound naughty."
Erick and Chris were cracking up but Liz- Beth looked at Tristan warningly.
"I think I've had enough of you for one day,'' Rory sighed exasperatedly. "Chris can we go home now?"
"Leaving me so soon Mary?"
"I wish you would leave me alone."
"Wish not granted."
"Could have guessed that."
"Do you two have to banter that much?" Erick asked.
"We're not!" they both shot back at him.
"Anyway," Chris said. "You guys gonna come over right?"
"We're invited?" Liz-Beth asked politely.
"Of course you're invited," Rory said.
"Me casa es su casa," Chris added.
"Well then what are we waiting for," Liz-Beth looked like an excited puppy.
Chris grabbed Rory's book bag from off her back and they all headed out toward the parking lot. Tristan lingered for awhile however not sure if he was suppose to follow or not.
"What are you waiting on man?" Chris asked.
Tristan grinned. "Wasn't sure if I was suppose to follow," he said cheekily.
"Since when has that ever stopped you before?" Erick asked sarcastically.
Tristan quickly jogged over to the group and took a spot directly next to Rory. "I knew it was just a matter of time before you'd invite me over."
"I didn't. My brother did."
Tristan's grin broadened. "I still get to see your bedroom though."
"What was that about a bedroom?" Erick asked defensively at Tristan's last comment.
"He was talking about this poster in his bedroom," Chris injected before Rory or Tristan could reply.
"Oh I thought I heard something else," Erick let out a sigh.
Rory and Liz headed over to Rory's car. "You'll come with me then?" Rory asked.
"Yeah."
"I'm jealous now,'' Erick said. "Are you choosing my cousin over me?"
"I think I am," Liz laughed.
Erick pretended to pout. "Fine but I still love you both."
"You love me?" Liz asked. Erick had never actually said that before.
Erick flushed. "Um... I..."
"So we'll go then," Tristan said trying to bail Erick out of his tight position.
"You know you might come in handy sometime," Chris said as Liz and Rory sat in her Ferrari and were about to drive away.
Tristan laughed. "This could be the beginning of a great relationship."
"Yeah especially since I have what you want."
"Will you two fruits shut up. You're beginning to scare me," Erick joked.
"We love you to," Chris laughed.
Erick pretended to look horrified and Tristan grinned.
"So Tristan what's up with you and my baby cousin?" Erick asked seriously.
"I'm madly in love with him," Tristan said feigning seriousness.
"I'm not talking about that one. I'm talking about Rory."
Chris was cracking up. He couldn't help it anymore. Erick's face looked so stern and Tristan's grin was gone and he seemed to be so interested in his shoes.
"So you like Rory." Erick stated instead of questioned.
"Oh yes he does," Chris said. "And why aren't we ok with this?"
Erick's face seemed to lighten. "Tristan, Rory's not like other girls."
"No shit Sherlock." (T)
"Why aren't we ok with this?" Chris asked again.
"So you lay claim?" Erick asked.
"I guess so," Tristan said seriously.
"Don't let Rory know ok? She'll kill you." (E)
"What's laying claim?" Chris asked.
"You ask too many questions," Tristan said.
"We're ok with this," Erick added.
"Glad that's cleared up. So what's laying claim?" (C)
"Chill man," Erick said. "So much to teach you, so little time."
Tristan sniggered. "Yeah ok Master Gilmore."
"Yes my little grasshopper. We will teach our newest dragonfly well." (E)
"Would the two of you shut the hell up and tell me what's laying claim?" Chris asked heatedly.
"Tristan just made it clear that he's after Rory so no other guy will dare make a move on her until he either gets her or fails miserable and gives up." (E)
"And how does he intend on getting those other guys to stay away from her?" (C)
"Dragonfly, Dragonfly. When you're a king at Chilton you don't need to think of all the pros and cons. Respect is just a minimum. That's why its called laying claim. You just make sure it's heard. Now all he has to do is tell someone and the entire school will know except Rory." (E)
"And no one will tell Rory?" (C)
"Not unless they want the rest of their life to be hell," Tristan said smugly.
"I think you two need serious help," Chris said. "Just hope you know that Rory's a tough one.''
"Oh he'll soon learn that,'' Erick smirked.
"My ego has been bruised,'' Tristan replied sarcastically. "I feel so loved."
"I wish you luck man. I really do," Erick said.
"You're gonna need it with her," Chris added.
"I have a feeling I'm gonna have to be creative," Tristan said as his trademark smirk reappeared on his attractive face.
A/N: So I hope you guys like this chapter as much as you liked the last one. I tried to bring in some Trory but I thought it was too early so instead they fight. Lol I am so mean. Anyway I hope you leave me reviews. Thank you.
Chapter Four:
Rory stood at her locker and desperately tried to open the door. No matter how many times she entered the lock combination the thing wouldn't budge. It was becoming quite irritating.
"Evil locker,'' she said. "No treats for you Barnaby."
"Need some help there Mary?" Tristan asked boldly.
"Give it your best shot."
And Tristan really did that. His rounded fist hit the locker with great force and it popped open.
"You know Mary I'm beginning to think that fate wants you to tell me that you're in desperate need of me," Tristan said teasingly.
"Never believed in fate," Rory replied.
Tristan's trademark smirk appeared. "Denial Mary?"
"Don't even think about saying it's not just a river because even my grand mother could do better than that."
"Well grandma must be really witty," Tristan replied. He was enjoying every moment of this mockery.
"Don't you have a house or something to go to?" Rory asked.
"Are you inviting me over to yours?"
"Not in this lifetime."
"Playing hard to get Mary."
"No I'm just stating the obvious."
"Well I like it anyway," Tristan replied coyly.
"Right."
Rory left Tristan standing there and walked away. This boy really didn't know when to give up. He was the total opposite of what she had expected. He was so self assured and confident. He knew just how to make her want to scream but at the same time take pleasure in every moment of his company. Rory wasn't regretting anything about moving to Connecticut. Hell she didn't even miss L.A. anymore.
"Rory wait up," Liz-Beth called.
"Hey Liz," Rory said as Liz stood next to her.
"So?"
"So what?"
"You and Romeo?"
"Who's Romeo?"
"Tristan."
"Do all of you have to give people nicknames?" Rory asked.
"It suits him. Just like Mary suits you."
"But Mary doesn't suit me."
"Liz-Beth leave Rory alone," Erick said coming up behind Rory and hugging her.
"Hey I'm jealous," Liz-Beth said playfully.
Erick laughed and embraced Liz in a hug lifting her off the floor.
"You know. You two should really get a room," Summer said as she walked by.
"You're just jealous."
"I could have him if I wanted."
"Right Summer and pigs can fly," Rory said.
"You know I really don't like you. Pretending to be little Miss innocent, these fools may fall for the act but you're on my turf. I would think before I said any thing if I were you."
"Well you're not me and I don't care if you like me or not because I'll tell you right now that I like absolutely nothing about you so I don't need you to buy my so called act."
"Strong words coming from the Virgin Mary." Summer strutted off down the hall before Rory could say anything else.
"Wow Rory," Chris said. He had seen the whole show from his locker. "I didn't think you had it in you."
"I know," Liz-Beth said. "You know I think I really like you."
"I'm glad you do," Rory said.
"You're quite irresistible Mary." Tristan was standing behind Rory leaning on the lockers.
"Oh God and the Spawn of Satan has returned."
"I like that," Tristan replied. "Makes me sound naughty."
Erick and Chris were cracking up but Liz- Beth looked at Tristan warningly.
"I think I've had enough of you for one day,'' Rory sighed exasperatedly. "Chris can we go home now?"
"Leaving me so soon Mary?"
"I wish you would leave me alone."
"Wish not granted."
"Could have guessed that."
"Do you two have to banter that much?" Erick asked.
"We're not!" they both shot back at him.
"Anyway," Chris said. "You guys gonna come over right?"
"We're invited?" Liz-Beth asked politely.
"Of course you're invited," Rory said.
"Me casa es su casa," Chris added.
"Well then what are we waiting for," Liz-Beth looked like an excited puppy.
Chris grabbed Rory's book bag from off her back and they all headed out toward the parking lot. Tristan lingered for awhile however not sure if he was suppose to follow or not.
"What are you waiting on man?" Chris asked.
Tristan grinned. "Wasn't sure if I was suppose to follow," he said cheekily.
"Since when has that ever stopped you before?" Erick asked sarcastically.
Tristan quickly jogged over to the group and took a spot directly next to Rory. "I knew it was just a matter of time before you'd invite me over."
"I didn't. My brother did."
Tristan's grin broadened. "I still get to see your bedroom though."
"What was that about a bedroom?" Erick asked defensively at Tristan's last comment.
"He was talking about this poster in his bedroom," Chris injected before Rory or Tristan could reply.
"Oh I thought I heard something else," Erick let out a sigh.
Rory and Liz headed over to Rory's car. "You'll come with me then?" Rory asked.
"Yeah."
"I'm jealous now,'' Erick said. "Are you choosing my cousin over me?"
"I think I am," Liz laughed.
Erick pretended to pout. "Fine but I still love you both."
"You love me?" Liz asked. Erick had never actually said that before.
Erick flushed. "Um... I..."
"So we'll go then," Tristan said trying to bail Erick out of his tight position.
"You know you might come in handy sometime," Chris said as Liz and Rory sat in her Ferrari and were about to drive away.
Tristan laughed. "This could be the beginning of a great relationship."
"Yeah especially since I have what you want."
"Will you two fruits shut up. You're beginning to scare me," Erick joked.
"We love you to," Chris laughed.
Erick pretended to look horrified and Tristan grinned.
"So Tristan what's up with you and my baby cousin?" Erick asked seriously.
"I'm madly in love with him," Tristan said feigning seriousness.
"I'm not talking about that one. I'm talking about Rory."
Chris was cracking up. He couldn't help it anymore. Erick's face looked so stern and Tristan's grin was gone and he seemed to be so interested in his shoes.
"So you like Rory." Erick stated instead of questioned.
"Oh yes he does," Chris said. "And why aren't we ok with this?"
Erick's face seemed to lighten. "Tristan, Rory's not like other girls."
"No shit Sherlock." (T)
"Why aren't we ok with this?" Chris asked again.
"So you lay claim?" Erick asked.
"I guess so," Tristan said seriously.
"Don't let Rory know ok? She'll kill you." (E)
"What's laying claim?" Chris asked.
"You ask too many questions," Tristan said.
"We're ok with this," Erick added.
"Glad that's cleared up. So what's laying claim?" (C)
"Chill man," Erick said. "So much to teach you, so little time."
Tristan sniggered. "Yeah ok Master Gilmore."
"Yes my little grasshopper. We will teach our newest dragonfly well." (E)
"Would the two of you shut the hell up and tell me what's laying claim?" Chris asked heatedly.
"Tristan just made it clear that he's after Rory so no other guy will dare make a move on her until he either gets her or fails miserable and gives up." (E)
"And how does he intend on getting those other guys to stay away from her?" (C)
"Dragonfly, Dragonfly. When you're a king at Chilton you don't need to think of all the pros and cons. Respect is just a minimum. That's why its called laying claim. You just make sure it's heard. Now all he has to do is tell someone and the entire school will know except Rory." (E)
"And no one will tell Rory?" (C)
"Not unless they want the rest of their life to be hell," Tristan said smugly.
"I think you two need serious help," Chris said. "Just hope you know that Rory's a tough one.''
"Oh he'll soon learn that,'' Erick smirked.
"My ego has been bruised,'' Tristan replied sarcastically. "I feel so loved."
"I wish you luck man. I really do," Erick said.
"You're gonna need it with her," Chris added.
"I have a feeling I'm gonna have to be creative," Tristan said as his trademark smirk reappeared on his attractive face.
A/N: So I hope you guys like this chapter as much as you liked the last one. I tried to bring in some Trory but I thought it was too early so instead they fight. Lol I am so mean. Anyway I hope you leave me reviews. Thank you.