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Part 13: Your not the only one.
"Let's start driving back to Boston," said Tristan a few hours later. It was getting late and Tristan had practice the next day. On the ride home they didn't talk much. Sometimes they'd remind each other of the times they shared before Tristan had been sent to Military school. It was quiet both people lost in their own thoughts. They arrived back in Boston around five. Tristan drove her to her apartment building. "Thanks for everything," she called after kissing him on the cheek. "Bye Rory!" he called back. Suddenly, a slap of reality hit him his second chance with the girl he loved was over.
He got back to his apartment in about ten minutes. He didn't live that far away from Rory. As he ambled into his apartment he noticed the message machine was blinking with only one message. "You have one message at nine-thirty AM," BEEP went the machine. "Hey Tristan.it's Rudy. You really need to read this article on the front page of the globe. It's at the bottom, Enjoy!" Tristan grabbed his newspaper wondering why Rudy had told him to look at it. He scanned the front page and he landed on the article on him.
Your not the only one.
"Hey Mary," he'd always greet me. "It's RORY, you know R-O-R-Y, my name?" It was a normal morning between sixteen-year-old Tristan DuGrey and sixteen- year-old Rory Gilmore. Sadly, I did know Tristan DuGrey- now famous pitcher for the Red Sox when he was sixteen. He was the most popular guy around. A true heartbreaker and a player for all girls at Chilton Prep, he'd play countless girls and then just dump them after about a week. The make-out sessions in front of my locker were with a different girl each week. One day in February I had just broken up with my boyfriend of three months the previous day. I decided instead of wallowing I'd go to a Chilton party. I saw Tristan get dumped by a girl he had been dating for once more than a week. I found him a while later sitting by himself in front of him. I talked to him for a while about Biology and Spanish, anything to skirt around the issue about him getting dumped. He apologized for being such a jerk to me and then well, he kissed me. I ran away unsure of why I had kissed someone I disliked. I told him the next time I saw him it had meant nothing to me, which was a lie. That kiss had meant the world to me. Towards the end of the year Tristan kept on bugging me to go to a concert with him. I kept on refusing and he finally got so mad at me he said he wouldn't give me my books back unless I went. I then spotted my ex- boyfriend and ran over to him. We had broken up because he had said I love you to me and I had said I love the car. He thought Tristan was my boyfriend.what a crazy idea! I told him I hated Tristan. He didn't believe me so I shouted out "I love you, you idiot!" The next year when we were juniors Tristan and I barely saw each other. Then in November we had to re- enact the ending of Romeo & Juliet. The night of our performance he showed up in his jeans not his Romeo costume. He had broken into a safe and was being sent to Military School. His last line nearly broke my heart. "I would kiss you but your, uh.boyfriend's watching. Take care of yourself, Mary," I thought that boy was out of my life forever.
However, my boss Paris Gellar who was also a former classmate of mine from Chilton had different plans. She discovered that Tristan DuGrey was now on the Boston Red Sox. She knew about the crush he had on me, the one I was totally and completely oblivious to. Eight years from his good-bye I found myself staring eye-to-eye with that blue-eyed boy who had left me. I expected the same Tristan DuGrey I had known from high school. To my surprise there was no flavor of the week or girlfriend to be seen. He told me he had realized there was only one girl for him. "She's smart, funny, has wit and is the only girl who's never liked me," he paused as if lost in the memories of this girl. "I wished she had look behind the façade of me. She tried once when we kissed but then gave up," he smiled sadly remembering that kiss. I asked him if he had any regrets. He said he had two, one breaking into that safe and two not kissing good-bye the only girl he was in love with. Suddenly I knew who this girl was. A day later he offered to drive me to my hometown: Stars Hollow. I accepted the offer gratefully. On the way we had a conversation with Tristan admitting he was in love with me. I ignored the comments because at the time I was dating someone else. We kissed but Tristan was the one who pulled away. He told me he couldn't handle that we kissed but then wouldn't be able to date him. That boyfriend and I have broken up because he's moving to New York, I was planning on breaking up with him anyways because during this trip home I realized something. Tristan you're not the only one who's fallen in love. Tristan.I love you too.
~ Rory Gilmore
He had to read the last line about five or six times. 'Tristan.I love you too'. The phone rang once, twice, three times but Tristan ignored it. He was still in shock Rory Gilmore was in love with him. "Hey Tristan this is me, Rory. Well, I guess your not home yet but Paris wants me to write another article. I'll see you after practice tomorrow. See ya." Rory loved him, not Dean or Andy or Jess.she was in love with him.
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Part 13: Your not the only one.
"Let's start driving back to Boston," said Tristan a few hours later. It was getting late and Tristan had practice the next day. On the ride home they didn't talk much. Sometimes they'd remind each other of the times they shared before Tristan had been sent to Military school. It was quiet both people lost in their own thoughts. They arrived back in Boston around five. Tristan drove her to her apartment building. "Thanks for everything," she called after kissing him on the cheek. "Bye Rory!" he called back. Suddenly, a slap of reality hit him his second chance with the girl he loved was over.
He got back to his apartment in about ten minutes. He didn't live that far away from Rory. As he ambled into his apartment he noticed the message machine was blinking with only one message. "You have one message at nine-thirty AM," BEEP went the machine. "Hey Tristan.it's Rudy. You really need to read this article on the front page of the globe. It's at the bottom, Enjoy!" Tristan grabbed his newspaper wondering why Rudy had told him to look at it. He scanned the front page and he landed on the article on him.
Your not the only one.
"Hey Mary," he'd always greet me. "It's RORY, you know R-O-R-Y, my name?" It was a normal morning between sixteen-year-old Tristan DuGrey and sixteen- year-old Rory Gilmore. Sadly, I did know Tristan DuGrey- now famous pitcher for the Red Sox when he was sixteen. He was the most popular guy around. A true heartbreaker and a player for all girls at Chilton Prep, he'd play countless girls and then just dump them after about a week. The make-out sessions in front of my locker were with a different girl each week. One day in February I had just broken up with my boyfriend of three months the previous day. I decided instead of wallowing I'd go to a Chilton party. I saw Tristan get dumped by a girl he had been dating for once more than a week. I found him a while later sitting by himself in front of him. I talked to him for a while about Biology and Spanish, anything to skirt around the issue about him getting dumped. He apologized for being such a jerk to me and then well, he kissed me. I ran away unsure of why I had kissed someone I disliked. I told him the next time I saw him it had meant nothing to me, which was a lie. That kiss had meant the world to me. Towards the end of the year Tristan kept on bugging me to go to a concert with him. I kept on refusing and he finally got so mad at me he said he wouldn't give me my books back unless I went. I then spotted my ex- boyfriend and ran over to him. We had broken up because he had said I love you to me and I had said I love the car. He thought Tristan was my boyfriend.what a crazy idea! I told him I hated Tristan. He didn't believe me so I shouted out "I love you, you idiot!" The next year when we were juniors Tristan and I barely saw each other. Then in November we had to re- enact the ending of Romeo & Juliet. The night of our performance he showed up in his jeans not his Romeo costume. He had broken into a safe and was being sent to Military School. His last line nearly broke my heart. "I would kiss you but your, uh.boyfriend's watching. Take care of yourself, Mary," I thought that boy was out of my life forever.
However, my boss Paris Gellar who was also a former classmate of mine from Chilton had different plans. She discovered that Tristan DuGrey was now on the Boston Red Sox. She knew about the crush he had on me, the one I was totally and completely oblivious to. Eight years from his good-bye I found myself staring eye-to-eye with that blue-eyed boy who had left me. I expected the same Tristan DuGrey I had known from high school. To my surprise there was no flavor of the week or girlfriend to be seen. He told me he had realized there was only one girl for him. "She's smart, funny, has wit and is the only girl who's never liked me," he paused as if lost in the memories of this girl. "I wished she had look behind the façade of me. She tried once when we kissed but then gave up," he smiled sadly remembering that kiss. I asked him if he had any regrets. He said he had two, one breaking into that safe and two not kissing good-bye the only girl he was in love with. Suddenly I knew who this girl was. A day later he offered to drive me to my hometown: Stars Hollow. I accepted the offer gratefully. On the way we had a conversation with Tristan admitting he was in love with me. I ignored the comments because at the time I was dating someone else. We kissed but Tristan was the one who pulled away. He told me he couldn't handle that we kissed but then wouldn't be able to date him. That boyfriend and I have broken up because he's moving to New York, I was planning on breaking up with him anyways because during this trip home I realized something. Tristan you're not the only one who's fallen in love. Tristan.I love you too.
~ Rory Gilmore
He had to read the last line about five or six times. 'Tristan.I love you too'. The phone rang once, twice, three times but Tristan ignored it. He was still in shock Rory Gilmore was in love with him. "Hey Tristan this is me, Rory. Well, I guess your not home yet but Paris wants me to write another article. I'll see you after practice tomorrow. See ya." Rory loved him, not Dean or Andy or Jess.she was in love with him.
Part 13~ Coming Soon