Rating: PG-13
Pairing: R/T eventually (I'm working on it); Rory/Paris are on friendish terms
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone except CMM heehe (I wish, but he does visit me in my dreams) Hmmm…that sounds nice, I think I'll go back to sleep and be in my CMM heaven ::sigh::
A/N: Hello there my fellow Trories! Here is the next chapter I hope it's not too crappy! I am so sorry for updating for so long. Forgiven? *sad puppy dog eyes* Madeline and Louise make a special appearance and so does another godlike figure. heehee. I chose the name Illusions for the club; thanks to Jess for suggesting it. Thank you for all the reviews and thanks Ally for beta-ing this!
Enjoy!
Priya
Chap 7
"Here you go m'lady,"said Tristan charmingly as he opened the front door of his porsche.
"My, my, don't we have manners all of a sudden,"stated Rory sarcastically as she slid on to the leather interior.
"Yes, I must admit that I am rather chivalrous."
"Don't flatter yourself DuGrey. I don't think I could take you if you were even more egotistical than you already are. So do you know exactly what club we're going to?"
"Umm…no, I thought you did."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you but, I don't have ESP, nor do I have any magical powers."
"That's funny, you sure have put a spell on me,'' he muttered under barely audibly under his breathe.
"Did you say something?"inquired Rory suspiciously.
"Me?"
"Yes you. Do you see someone else in the car? Or do you think I would be talking to myself. Actually I'd rather talk to myself than you. Call Paris,"ordered Rory.
(Tristan/Rory/Paris intercut)
"This better be good,"snapped Paris.
"And a hello to you too Paris. Little fiesty aren't we?"
"What do you want Tristan?"
"Nothing I was just wondering how you and your little boy toy are getting along?"
Rory grabbed the phone from him hissing,"Tristan don't mess with Paris right now unless you have made out your will. And especially don't call Ryan any names, I speak from personal experience."
"Hey Paris, we were just wondering what club to come to? You know that might help a bit, in the process of navigating."
"Gee…I'm not sure if I should tell now. The idea of you two wandering around in the car together and biting each other's heads off sounds rather amusing,"responded Paris chuckling imagining the scenario.
"Thanks for the commentary Paris, but if you want your moral support to be there it might help telling where the place is."
"Good point, we're at this new club called Illusions. Does Tristan know where that is?"
Rory glanced at Tristan and saw him nodding,"Yeah, he does."
"Ok then see you in a few."
"Bye."
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(Illusions)
The name of the club said it all; illusions were certainly going to happen. As Rory walked in she instantly felt the pounding music and began to little butterflies in her stomach. As they made their way through the dense crowd she saw many guys giving her salacious looks.
"This certainly does not seem like a place where Paris would be,"remarked Rory spotting Paris waving and heading towards her.
"Oh look Louis and Clark finally managed to show up,"said Paris.
"Of course with a little help from Sacagawea,"responded Rory sitting down.
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(later)
"There you are, I've been looking for you. You know Rory you aren't a very polite date."
"Tristan,"she growled. "We're not here on a date. "
"So says the woman who's in denial."
"Clearly, subtext and humor have no effect on stupidity."
"Verly nicely put."
"Do you really think you should bandy about words you don't understand?"questioned Rory.
"Really Rory, do you always think so lowly of me?"
"Yeah."
"Since when?"
"Since the day I asked 'hey, who's that' and received 'oh that's Tristan'."
"Wow... not only is my date a big meanie but is very rude as well."
"Now there's a huge misconception. I'm not rude you're just insignificant. And if you could please leave me alone because I'm busy right now."
"Right. I can see just how time-consuming breathing is."
"No Tristan. I'm reading,"said Rory waving her book in his face.
"Who reads at a club? You're odd you know that?"
" So I have been told numerous times."
"Do you carry a book with you everywhere?"
"Yeah, I have learned that you should always carry a book with you even if you don't read it."
"And why is that?" asked Tristan sitting down.
"Well if you get bored then you can read it, or you can hit evil, annoying, and stalker like blonde boys with cocky attitudes, who sit too close to you with it. I prefer the latter. In fact one time my dad got me The Compact Oxford English Dictionary and let me tell you that that is one heavy dictionary. I can't guarantee death but a concussion I can."
"Ok, I'm scooting over."
"Nice to know. Wow…these guys playing aren't too bad," acknowledged Rory.
"I absolutely agree,"chirped Madeline coming up from behind Rory plopping next to her.
"Oh hey Madeline, "greeted Rory. Is Louise here also?"
"Yeah, but she's wrestling tongues with someone at this moment," responded Madeline pointing at Louise's direction. "Did you know that they actually have a make-out place over here called Lip Rageous, and they also have an assortment of lip flavors to choose from?"
"Looks fun. How about we try…Mary?"
"Tristan I have no desire what so ever to exchange saliva with you,"stated Rory dryly pushing him off the couch and he went off to meet some friends.
"Ooooh…check out that bass player,"breathed Madeline.
"Madeline, sweetie, breathe and please close your mouth. Drooling is very unattractive,"commanded Louise pulling out a tube of lipstick and applying it. Besides who are you looking at?"
All Madeline could do was point at the bass player and Louise immediately forgot about what she was going to say. Rory's eyes also landed on him at that moment.
"Ok…now there's a boy where major droolage will be involved,"breathed Rory.
"I never thought that I would hear those words coming out of your mouth, Rory," exclaimed Paris pretending to be shocked. "Never thought the day would come. Oh, glad to see that the reinforcements are here."
"Wouldn't disappoint you Paris, besides this is going to be so much fun! Those too are meant for eachother. They're so blind-"Madeline was cut off by Louise elbowing her to show that Rory was still sitting there.
"Why do I get the distinct feeling that this has something to do with me?" asked Rory.
Noticing that Rory was catching on quickly because of Madeline's stupidity she decided to change the topic. "Where is the boy that Rory Gilmore used the word 'droolage' for. Then her eyes landed on a godlike figure."Wow…I totally agree with Rory."
"Hello, present love interest standing in front of you,"stated Ryan coming up in front of her and gently placing kissing her temple.
"Huh? Oh sorry Ryan,"blushed Paris guiltily.
"Oh my god!"squealed Madeline. Rory, he just winked at you! Did you see that? He so totally winked at you."
"No he didn't. I mean is the guy blind or something? Is he not noticing all the sluts that are practically throwing themselves at him?
"No Rory, trust me. I've had a lot of experience in this area and he totally winked at you, and if you don't believe me then you can ask him yourself. Because he's heading right towards you,"said Louise then turned to Madeline whose mouth was once more hanging open. Madeline, honey, are you all right? I think you'd better take a seat before you faint or something. I think you've looked at enough hot guys for today."
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(later later)
Once again Tristan couldn't find Rory. When he finally spotted her she was dancing with another guy who looked very familiar. He felt a pang of pain and jealously coursed through his blood. Damn it; it hurt. DuGrey keep calm; she's not here as your date. She can dance with whomever she pleases. Stop acting like a jealous boyfriend. Tristan laughed at his thought. Boyfriend I could never be that to her; I'm not worthy of her. He turned around and went to get something to drink.
"Hey handsome," came a familiar voice. He turned around and found himself trapped in a pair of emerald eyes.
"Roxy…"was all that he could manage to say.
Sorry about the cliffhanger, please don't kill me (I'll give you a reason why, if you do then I won't be able to post the chapter and you won't be able to find out what happens). Don't worry the next chapter will be out ASAP. Please let me know how I'm doing it will be greatly appreciated. Till next time!
Oh yeah, I'm trying to use small font because the large one is very annoying. So if this chapter turns out to be in small font then kudos to me, and if it doesn't then can someone tell me how to post it in small font? Please tell. Thanx.
Pairing: R/T eventually (I'm working on it); Rory/Paris are on friendish terms
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone except CMM heehe (I wish, but he does visit me in my dreams) Hmmm…that sounds nice, I think I'll go back to sleep and be in my CMM heaven ::sigh::
A/N: Hello there my fellow Trories! Here is the next chapter I hope it's not too crappy! I am so sorry for updating for so long. Forgiven? *sad puppy dog eyes* Madeline and Louise make a special appearance and so does another godlike figure. heehee. I chose the name Illusions for the club; thanks to Jess for suggesting it. Thank you for all the reviews and thanks Ally for beta-ing this!
Enjoy!
Priya
Chap 7
"Here you go m'lady,"said Tristan charmingly as he opened the front door of his porsche.
"My, my, don't we have manners all of a sudden,"stated Rory sarcastically as she slid on to the leather interior.
"Yes, I must admit that I am rather chivalrous."
"Don't flatter yourself DuGrey. I don't think I could take you if you were even more egotistical than you already are. So do you know exactly what club we're going to?"
"Umm…no, I thought you did."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you but, I don't have ESP, nor do I have any magical powers."
"That's funny, you sure have put a spell on me,'' he muttered under barely audibly under his breathe.
"Did you say something?"inquired Rory suspiciously.
"Me?"
"Yes you. Do you see someone else in the car? Or do you think I would be talking to myself. Actually I'd rather talk to myself than you. Call Paris,"ordered Rory.
(Tristan/Rory/Paris intercut)
"This better be good,"snapped Paris.
"And a hello to you too Paris. Little fiesty aren't we?"
"What do you want Tristan?"
"Nothing I was just wondering how you and your little boy toy are getting along?"
Rory grabbed the phone from him hissing,"Tristan don't mess with Paris right now unless you have made out your will. And especially don't call Ryan any names, I speak from personal experience."
"Hey Paris, we were just wondering what club to come to? You know that might help a bit, in the process of navigating."
"Gee…I'm not sure if I should tell now. The idea of you two wandering around in the car together and biting each other's heads off sounds rather amusing,"responded Paris chuckling imagining the scenario.
"Thanks for the commentary Paris, but if you want your moral support to be there it might help telling where the place is."
"Good point, we're at this new club called Illusions. Does Tristan know where that is?"
Rory glanced at Tristan and saw him nodding,"Yeah, he does."
"Ok then see you in a few."
"Bye."
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(Illusions)
The name of the club said it all; illusions were certainly going to happen. As Rory walked in she instantly felt the pounding music and began to little butterflies in her stomach. As they made their way through the dense crowd she saw many guys giving her salacious looks.
"This certainly does not seem like a place where Paris would be,"remarked Rory spotting Paris waving and heading towards her.
"Oh look Louis and Clark finally managed to show up,"said Paris.
"Of course with a little help from Sacagawea,"responded Rory sitting down.
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(later)
"There you are, I've been looking for you. You know Rory you aren't a very polite date."
"Tristan,"she growled. "We're not here on a date. "
"So says the woman who's in denial."
"Clearly, subtext and humor have no effect on stupidity."
"Verly nicely put."
"Do you really think you should bandy about words you don't understand?"questioned Rory.
"Really Rory, do you always think so lowly of me?"
"Yeah."
"Since when?"
"Since the day I asked 'hey, who's that' and received 'oh that's Tristan'."
"Wow... not only is my date a big meanie but is very rude as well."
"Now there's a huge misconception. I'm not rude you're just insignificant. And if you could please leave me alone because I'm busy right now."
"Right. I can see just how time-consuming breathing is."
"No Tristan. I'm reading,"said Rory waving her book in his face.
"Who reads at a club? You're odd you know that?"
" So I have been told numerous times."
"Do you carry a book with you everywhere?"
"Yeah, I have learned that you should always carry a book with you even if you don't read it."
"And why is that?" asked Tristan sitting down.
"Well if you get bored then you can read it, or you can hit evil, annoying, and stalker like blonde boys with cocky attitudes, who sit too close to you with it. I prefer the latter. In fact one time my dad got me The Compact Oxford English Dictionary and let me tell you that that is one heavy dictionary. I can't guarantee death but a concussion I can."
"Ok, I'm scooting over."
"Nice to know. Wow…these guys playing aren't too bad," acknowledged Rory.
"I absolutely agree,"chirped Madeline coming up from behind Rory plopping next to her.
"Oh hey Madeline, "greeted Rory. Is Louise here also?"
"Yeah, but she's wrestling tongues with someone at this moment," responded Madeline pointing at Louise's direction. "Did you know that they actually have a make-out place over here called Lip Rageous, and they also have an assortment of lip flavors to choose from?"
"Looks fun. How about we try…Mary?"
"Tristan I have no desire what so ever to exchange saliva with you,"stated Rory dryly pushing him off the couch and he went off to meet some friends.
"Ooooh…check out that bass player,"breathed Madeline.
"Madeline, sweetie, breathe and please close your mouth. Drooling is very unattractive,"commanded Louise pulling out a tube of lipstick and applying it. Besides who are you looking at?"
All Madeline could do was point at the bass player and Louise immediately forgot about what she was going to say. Rory's eyes also landed on him at that moment.
"Ok…now there's a boy where major droolage will be involved,"breathed Rory.
"I never thought that I would hear those words coming out of your mouth, Rory," exclaimed Paris pretending to be shocked. "Never thought the day would come. Oh, glad to see that the reinforcements are here."
"Wouldn't disappoint you Paris, besides this is going to be so much fun! Those too are meant for eachother. They're so blind-"Madeline was cut off by Louise elbowing her to show that Rory was still sitting there.
"Why do I get the distinct feeling that this has something to do with me?" asked Rory.
Noticing that Rory was catching on quickly because of Madeline's stupidity she decided to change the topic. "Where is the boy that Rory Gilmore used the word 'droolage' for. Then her eyes landed on a godlike figure."Wow…I totally agree with Rory."
"Hello, present love interest standing in front of you,"stated Ryan coming up in front of her and gently placing kissing her temple.
"Huh? Oh sorry Ryan,"blushed Paris guiltily.
"Oh my god!"squealed Madeline. Rory, he just winked at you! Did you see that? He so totally winked at you."
"No he didn't. I mean is the guy blind or something? Is he not noticing all the sluts that are practically throwing themselves at him?
"No Rory, trust me. I've had a lot of experience in this area and he totally winked at you, and if you don't believe me then you can ask him yourself. Because he's heading right towards you,"said Louise then turned to Madeline whose mouth was once more hanging open. Madeline, honey, are you all right? I think you'd better take a seat before you faint or something. I think you've looked at enough hot guys for today."
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(later later)
Once again Tristan couldn't find Rory. When he finally spotted her she was dancing with another guy who looked very familiar. He felt a pang of pain and jealously coursed through his blood. Damn it; it hurt. DuGrey keep calm; she's not here as your date. She can dance with whomever she pleases. Stop acting like a jealous boyfriend. Tristan laughed at his thought. Boyfriend I could never be that to her; I'm not worthy of her. He turned around and went to get something to drink.
"Hey handsome," came a familiar voice. He turned around and found himself trapped in a pair of emerald eyes.
"Roxy…"was all that he could manage to say.
Sorry about the cliffhanger, please don't kill me (I'll give you a reason why, if you do then I won't be able to post the chapter and you won't be able to find out what happens). Don't worry the next chapter will be out ASAP. Please let me know how I'm doing it will be greatly appreciated. Till next time!
Oh yeah, I'm trying to use small font because the large one is very annoying. So if this chapter turns out to be in small font then kudos to me, and if it doesn't then can someone tell me how to post it in small font? Please tell. Thanx.