Choices
Preparation, Lists, and Speeches
Mom groaned. It was Friday night, and we were getting ready for the "grandparents."
"I have nothing to wear!"
"That's what you say every Friday night, Mom." I told her." You'll be OK."
"What to wear?!" My mom ignored my comment and was whizzing through her closet again.
I walked out the room. I would have to tell Tristan and Dean who I choose. I still don't know, honestly.
My whirlwind thoughts swirled in my brain and I had to give myself some credit for not screaming.
Frankly, I was angry with Tristan and Dean for putting me in this situation. It was always about them, and
never about me. But still, even though I knew it was wrong, I was going to have to make a very important decision.
"Hi Grandma." I said as I stepped into the house. "Hi Grandpa." I pecked them both on the cheek.
I followed my grandmother into the kitchen for a drink.
"Coke, as usual?" she asked.
"Yes please." I responded.
She put down the can. "Something wrong?"
"N-n-n-o." I finally got out.
In my peripheral vision, I noticed my mom dragging Grandpa out, his eyes curious, while Grandma eyed
him.
"Now is there something wrong, Rory dear?"
I smiled, relieved. She knew me so well.
Seeing that I was heistant, she said, "Hear you're dating the Dugray boy."
"Yes."
"I approve of him. Heard it from the horse's parent's mouth themselves." She said, proud.
"We are- going out." I said faintly.
"But that's not what this is about, is it?" she pushed.
"Sort of."
"Am I going to have to nail it out of you?" she asked with an amused smile on her face.
"Dean asked me out again."
She nodded and gestured for me to continue.
"And Tristan is making me choose between him and Dean."
"I see."
"He only gave me a week, and my answer's due tomorrow." I ended in desperation.
"So its either Dugray or Dean."
"Tristan or Dean."
"Yes." She waved the correction off.
"I need your advice."
"My advice?" I nodded. "Well-" she continued," follow your heart."
"I'm trying to. My heart isn't always crystal clear."
She laughed.
"Why don't you just figure out who you want to be with." She suggested." Make a list, attributes and pros and
cons and things like that. Then you decide who you want to date and follow what your conscience tells you."
"Sounds good."
Returning home, I raced to her room..
Rory's List
Tristan Dean
Very Cute Very Cute
Nice Sweet
Smart Intelligent
Confident Confident
Neat Sloppy
In Luv In Luv
Hot Hotter
Rich Struggling
Funny Serious
Womanizer Shy
Outgoing
I couldn't think of one more for Dean. Maybe it was a sign.
"The spectators await your decision." was Tristan's comment as I walked to our designated waiting spot. He had
invited Dean too. It would be amazing if there was no bloodshed when I gave them my answer. In fact, it was amazing
that Tristan got to the bench before I did.
"Well, not all spectators have arrived." I greeted him, kissing him lightly on the cheek.
"But the spectators are very anxious." he replied.
"Well, then the spectators are going to have to wait."
I saw Dean approaching. Tristan stiffened and muttered,"Here's our spectator, bagboy ready to go."
I nudged him as I stood up.
Dean sat down where I was.
"As you know, I was given a very difficult decision to make. I had to choose between to men. I undergoed
numerous amounts of advice and laughter, most of which were no help whatsoever. Unfortunately, I realized I was taking
the easy way out by asking people to make a decision for me. I knew that I couldn't shirk my way out of this one."
I stopped, and looked at the spellbound "speculators".
"And?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, we're waiting for your decision."
I took a deep breath and said," I choose....."
~To Be Continued~
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Preparation, Lists, and Speeches
Mom groaned. It was Friday night, and we were getting ready for the "grandparents."
"I have nothing to wear!"
"That's what you say every Friday night, Mom." I told her." You'll be OK."
"What to wear?!" My mom ignored my comment and was whizzing through her closet again.
I walked out the room. I would have to tell Tristan and Dean who I choose. I still don't know, honestly.
My whirlwind thoughts swirled in my brain and I had to give myself some credit for not screaming.
Frankly, I was angry with Tristan and Dean for putting me in this situation. It was always about them, and
never about me. But still, even though I knew it was wrong, I was going to have to make a very important decision.
"Hi Grandma." I said as I stepped into the house. "Hi Grandpa." I pecked them both on the cheek.
I followed my grandmother into the kitchen for a drink.
"Coke, as usual?" she asked.
"Yes please." I responded.
She put down the can. "Something wrong?"
"N-n-n-o." I finally got out.
In my peripheral vision, I noticed my mom dragging Grandpa out, his eyes curious, while Grandma eyed
him.
"Now is there something wrong, Rory dear?"
I smiled, relieved. She knew me so well.
Seeing that I was heistant, she said, "Hear you're dating the Dugray boy."
"Yes."
"I approve of him. Heard it from the horse's parent's mouth themselves." She said, proud.
"We are- going out." I said faintly.
"But that's not what this is about, is it?" she pushed.
"Sort of."
"Am I going to have to nail it out of you?" she asked with an amused smile on her face.
"Dean asked me out again."
She nodded and gestured for me to continue.
"And Tristan is making me choose between him and Dean."
"I see."
"He only gave me a week, and my answer's due tomorrow." I ended in desperation.
"So its either Dugray or Dean."
"Tristan or Dean."
"Yes." She waved the correction off.
"I need your advice."
"My advice?" I nodded. "Well-" she continued," follow your heart."
"I'm trying to. My heart isn't always crystal clear."
She laughed.
"Why don't you just figure out who you want to be with." She suggested." Make a list, attributes and pros and
cons and things like that. Then you decide who you want to date and follow what your conscience tells you."
"Sounds good."
Returning home, I raced to her room..
Rory's List
Tristan Dean
Very Cute Very Cute
Nice Sweet
Smart Intelligent
Confident Confident
Neat Sloppy
In Luv In Luv
Hot Hotter
Rich Struggling
Funny Serious
Womanizer Shy
Outgoing
I couldn't think of one more for Dean. Maybe it was a sign.
"The spectators await your decision." was Tristan's comment as I walked to our designated waiting spot. He had
invited Dean too. It would be amazing if there was no bloodshed when I gave them my answer. In fact, it was amazing
that Tristan got to the bench before I did.
"Well, not all spectators have arrived." I greeted him, kissing him lightly on the cheek.
"But the spectators are very anxious." he replied.
"Well, then the spectators are going to have to wait."
I saw Dean approaching. Tristan stiffened and muttered,"Here's our spectator, bagboy ready to go."
I nudged him as I stood up.
Dean sat down where I was.
"As you know, I was given a very difficult decision to make. I had to choose between to men. I undergoed
numerous amounts of advice and laughter, most of which were no help whatsoever. Unfortunately, I realized I was taking
the easy way out by asking people to make a decision for me. I knew that I couldn't shirk my way out of this one."
I stopped, and looked at the spellbound "speculators".
"And?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, we're waiting for your decision."
I took a deep breath and said," I choose....."
~To Be Continued~
OMG! So sorry that I left a cliffhanger, but I cannot possibly come up with an ending that will satisfy everyone. Give me
more time to think. I promise I will put up the FINAL and LAST and 5TH chapter by Tuesday. You can keep voting, I guess.
Another option is saying that she won't choose anyone. But I don't really like that ending, either. So far, 27 votes for
hot Tristan and 16 votes for the sweet and adorable Dean. Cast your votes now!