Dashboard Confessional
Standard Lines |But your taste still | |lingers on my lips | |like I just placed | |them upon yours | |and I starve for you. | |But this new diet's liquid | |and dulling to the senses. | |And it's crude but it will do. |
Chapter 4----------------------the fiend and the bookworm.
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Rory woke up early for classes on Monday 2 hours early to be exact. Not that she had a choice , what with Paris making so much noise gathering her books and trying to all of them into one backpack and then finally deciding to take her backpack and her huge purse.
Rory was dressed and ready to go get coffee when Paris's backpack strap broke from all the weight of the books. Rory quickly exited the dorm room so as not to hear the extensive use of Paris's four lettered word vocabulary.
She walked to the little café and sat down with her coffee and her latest addition to her bookshelf, The Edge of Sadness by Edwin O'Connor. She looked up when she heard a familiar laugh, Tristan and a friend had just walked into the café. Panicking Rory quickly hid behind her book and slouched down in her chair. Slowly she lifted her head over her book to look at the two men at the counter. What the heck am I going to say to him when he sees me? Thought racing thru Rory's head she tried desperately to get lost in her book but she couldn't concentrate.
"Great now he is sitting down. Maybe he has not seen me yet." Rory mumbled to herself why am I acting so dumb about this anyway. It's not as if we ever went out and we were never really friends either. Just go say hi Rory's conscious urged her, saying hi won't kill anybody. Be the better person, maybe you guys could actually be friends this time around. But what if he hasn't changed at all Rory thought again. What if he is still that cocky, rich, snob, little, devil child that calls me Mary all the time. Rory kept thinking looking in Tristan direction. But there always was a little part of you that liked him like that Rory, Her heart and brain screamed at her. Rory shook with the realization, and got up putting her book down and walking toward Tristans table. Thinking to her "wow military school did his body good."
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Tristan and Carson both loaded down with books decided to sit and drink their coffee.
Tristan looked around and saw a girls head behind a book. He quickly looked away realizing that He recognized her immediately. The position was the way she sat everyday in the lunch hall at Chilton. Tristan noticed Rory getting up out of the corner of his eye. And walking towards his table .He looked down trying to be casual when he was so tense that he could hardly think straight..
"hello Tristan" Rory said slightly shy.
"Mary is that you?" Tristan said thinking how stupid it sounded coming from his mouth. He stood up and gave her a hug. Again thinking this is strange since when have I ever given Rory a hug, not that I am complaining she fits perfectly in my arms he thought smiling slightly.
Rory tensely wrapped her arms around him and smiled. Wow military school did his body really really well".
"So"... Rory said pulling away from the hug. Ugh it felt nice in his arms why did I pull away?
"How are you? I mean how was military school? Was it hard? Rory said talking quickly
"Whoa Mary, slow down, one question at a time , I am fine, military school was, well military school and yea it was hard I mean not seeing you everyday Mary would kill any guy" Tristan said with his trademark smirk.
Rory blushed. Not being able to think of a comeback quickly enough, changed the subject. "So what brings you to Yale, Paris told me you were attending this year?"
"Well I am taking law. You know, following in the family foot steps. Join the family business; keep up with the Dugrey name." Tristan said sarcastically sitting back down.
Carson looked at Tristan and Rory. "Jeez" he said to himself "these two are crazy for each other and she has no idea.....
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------I love that song by DC and it reminded me of Tristan and Rory for some reason Well I hope you liked it and don't forget to review I need feed back
Standard Lines |But your taste still | |lingers on my lips | |like I just placed | |them upon yours | |and I starve for you. | |But this new diet's liquid | |and dulling to the senses. | |And it's crude but it will do. |
Chapter 4----------------------the fiend and the bookworm.
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Rory woke up early for classes on Monday 2 hours early to be exact. Not that she had a choice , what with Paris making so much noise gathering her books and trying to all of them into one backpack and then finally deciding to take her backpack and her huge purse.
Rory was dressed and ready to go get coffee when Paris's backpack strap broke from all the weight of the books. Rory quickly exited the dorm room so as not to hear the extensive use of Paris's four lettered word vocabulary.
She walked to the little café and sat down with her coffee and her latest addition to her bookshelf, The Edge of Sadness by Edwin O'Connor. She looked up when she heard a familiar laugh, Tristan and a friend had just walked into the café. Panicking Rory quickly hid behind her book and slouched down in her chair. Slowly she lifted her head over her book to look at the two men at the counter. What the heck am I going to say to him when he sees me? Thought racing thru Rory's head she tried desperately to get lost in her book but she couldn't concentrate.
"Great now he is sitting down. Maybe he has not seen me yet." Rory mumbled to herself why am I acting so dumb about this anyway. It's not as if we ever went out and we were never really friends either. Just go say hi Rory's conscious urged her, saying hi won't kill anybody. Be the better person, maybe you guys could actually be friends this time around. But what if he hasn't changed at all Rory thought again. What if he is still that cocky, rich, snob, little, devil child that calls me Mary all the time. Rory kept thinking looking in Tristan direction. But there always was a little part of you that liked him like that Rory, Her heart and brain screamed at her. Rory shook with the realization, and got up putting her book down and walking toward Tristans table. Thinking to her "wow military school did his body good."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tristans POV --------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------
Tristan and Carson both loaded down with books decided to sit and drink their coffee.
Tristan looked around and saw a girls head behind a book. He quickly looked away realizing that He recognized her immediately. The position was the way she sat everyday in the lunch hall at Chilton. Tristan noticed Rory getting up out of the corner of his eye. And walking towards his table .He looked down trying to be casual when he was so tense that he could hardly think straight..
"hello Tristan" Rory said slightly shy.
"Mary is that you?" Tristan said thinking how stupid it sounded coming from his mouth. He stood up and gave her a hug. Again thinking this is strange since when have I ever given Rory a hug, not that I am complaining she fits perfectly in my arms he thought smiling slightly.
Rory tensely wrapped her arms around him and smiled. Wow military school did his body really really well".
"So"... Rory said pulling away from the hug. Ugh it felt nice in his arms why did I pull away?
"How are you? I mean how was military school? Was it hard? Rory said talking quickly
"Whoa Mary, slow down, one question at a time , I am fine, military school was, well military school and yea it was hard I mean not seeing you everyday Mary would kill any guy" Tristan said with his trademark smirk.
Rory blushed. Not being able to think of a comeback quickly enough, changed the subject. "So what brings you to Yale, Paris told me you were attending this year?"
"Well I am taking law. You know, following in the family foot steps. Join the family business; keep up with the Dugrey name." Tristan said sarcastically sitting back down.
Carson looked at Tristan and Rory. "Jeez" he said to himself "these two are crazy for each other and she has no idea.....
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------I love that song by DC and it reminded me of Tristan and Rory for some reason Well I hope you liked it and don't forget to review I need feed back