Political Love
Chapter 2
Rory stepped into Chilton on Monday, excited and anxious, not sure about what would happen. She decided tonot get her expectations up, lest
they be shattered, but she couldn't help the feeling and surge of hope that she might be junior class president.
She walked into her homeroom class with Mrs. Orwell, the history teacher, and got into her seat a couple of rows in front of Tristan's. He grinned
at her, his smile saying, "I'm gonna beat you", and he was the picture of confidence. She smirked and turned around. Madeline whispered in her ear, "Good luck."
She whispered, "Thanks," back.
Suddenly the loudspeaker began the pledge of allegiance and the daily announcements. Rory had to sit through fifteen minutes of listening to
Driver's Ed, Awards Ceremonies, Graduation, and the Prom, before the Headmaster Charleston said, " And for the student council elections, for next years
senior class, President Laura Andrews, Vice President Derek Morton, Secretary Alice Fortaine, and Treasurer Danniela Morvario. For next year's junior class,
the President is Tristan Dugrey..."
Rory tuned out after that. She was definitely crestfallen. Tristan had won and beat her. She winced, thinking about the millions of smug looks
she was going to get from Paris and Tristan. She groaned inwardly, and forced herself not to turn around. But she did, and managed a weak congradulatory
smile for Paris, who had won secretary, and tried to avoid looking Tristan in the eye.
On the way out of the classroom, Tristan caught up to her and said, "I'll make you second in command if you go out with me."
"I don't want to be vice-president that bad."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
"Well, if you'll excuse me I have to write my acceptance speech."
"What acceptance speech?"
He grinned and walked away.
"Well?" Lorelai burst through the door when she arrived home, carrying balloons and a bakery box.
Wonder what could be in there, Rory thought sarcastically.
"I didn't win."
Lorelai sunk into the couch next to Rory. "That stinks."
"I agree."
"Tristan won?"
"Obviously."
"But he won't do a thing for you guys except get you all to have parties all year, and make you have-" Lorelai paused, not wanting to finish her sentence.
"The best year ever." Rory finished for her mom.
"Oh I'm sorry honey."
"I am too. And all those people are going to be disappointed."
"Yeah. Who got Vice President?"
"No one. Yet."
" You should try to be vicey."
"And risk being a future Al Gore?" Rory shuddered.
"Hey, Al Gore's better than George Bush."
"Must you remind me?"
Lorelai smiled, relieved she had gotten her daughter in a better mood.
The next day at school, everyone was talking about the unfilled Vice President slot. Who would get it?
They were apparently going to find out, when they were called to an assembly concerning the student council.
Tristan was already at the podium grinning like crazy, and studying his index cards. Paris and Paul Gardner, the secretary and treasurer, sat in the
front row.
The acceptance speeches, Rory said to herself, Chilton is a good school.
When everyone was seated Tristan began his speech of thanks yous and mushy stuff and the promises that he would do his best, blah-blah-blah.
Finally, he said the word Vice President, and everyone perked up.
"I'm going to appoint my girlfriend, Rory Gilmore as vice president, because she was running against me and I think she deserves to be Vice-President."
At the mention of girlfriend, thefaculty looked at each other and shrugged. She had lost the election, after all. It was only fair.
All the students turned to look at Rory, and her glaring face pointedly at Tristan.
He laughed and said, "Next I'd like her to give an acceptance speech of her own."
Rory stood up, amazed and furious. She walked to the podium and said a few words, trying to avoid Tristan again, and also trying to figure out how
to confront him later.
After Paris and Paul gave their speeches, everyone went back to class. Rory eagerly-no she blood-thirstily waited until the end of the day.
"Tristan we've gotta talk."
"Rory, my dear. " Tristan kissed her right in the hall. Rory could hear everyone gasp.
SHe could also see Paris seething and groaned, but mustered her strength to yell.
"Tristan Dugrey, since we so happened to be 'going out' which I had NO knowledge about- then its over!" she shouted.
His smiled faded and protested, "But you're my vice president!"
"Who said we had to be going out too?"
"I did. ANd I'm president, and I rule everything!"
"And you apparently think you own my heart too!" Rory yelled, "But you don't!"
"I was just kidding."
"Besides, I'm going out with Dean!"
"Bag boy?"
"Listen,-" she pointed at his chest and pushed him against the locker, " my boyfriend is twice the man you are!"
"Why, because he loads groceries?"
"You are the biggest snob in the world, and I will never, ever speak to you again!" Rory finished in rage. "And I don't need your charity!"
"Ok, Mary, whatever you say." Tristan said coolly, but she was already halfway down the hallway.
"He made me vice president and said I was his girlfriend." Rory explained to Lane on the phone.
"Wow, thats harsh."
"Yes, I'm very angry with him."
"You should be. But its nice he appointed you."
"So? I don't want any charity or pity from him."
"You're going to need it. " Lane said.
"What are you talking about?"
"Listen, I wasn't going to tell you, but-"
"What? Tell me!"
"I saw Dean kissing another girl today."
"What?!"
"There must be some explanation, but-"
"Dean kissing another girl?"
"Yes, at school. Apparently, Beth has come to town."
"I have to go." Rory slammed down the phone. Beth? His ex-girlfriend? No way.
She picked up the phone and dialed his number, her fingers knew them by heart.
"Hi, is Dean there?"
"Hi Rory! I was just about to call you. I have to tell you something."
She stiffened. "Yes?"
"Beth, she's my ex-girlfriend, is here in Stars Hollow. And she's staying."
"So.."
"So, I think we should break up." Dean said, and the agony was more than Rory could bear.
Rory was totally in shock of being dumped again, and Lorelai held her while she cried in desperation.
She looked horrible the next morning, but she still went to school. She knew who she needed to talk to , to apologize to- Tristan.
"Tristan."
"Well, well, I can see you're not a woman of your word." Tristan smiled, glad to see her, "You look terrific."
She ignored the sarcasm and asked, "I could use some of that charity right now."
Tristan gave her the biggest grin she had ever seen and leaned Rory's President gave her a truly presidential kiss.
The End!
Chapter 2
Rory stepped into Chilton on Monday, excited and anxious, not sure about what would happen. She decided tonot get her expectations up, lest
they be shattered, but she couldn't help the feeling and surge of hope that she might be junior class president.
She walked into her homeroom class with Mrs. Orwell, the history teacher, and got into her seat a couple of rows in front of Tristan's. He grinned
at her, his smile saying, "I'm gonna beat you", and he was the picture of confidence. She smirked and turned around. Madeline whispered in her ear, "Good luck."
She whispered, "Thanks," back.
Suddenly the loudspeaker began the pledge of allegiance and the daily announcements. Rory had to sit through fifteen minutes of listening to
Driver's Ed, Awards Ceremonies, Graduation, and the Prom, before the Headmaster Charleston said, " And for the student council elections, for next years
senior class, President Laura Andrews, Vice President Derek Morton, Secretary Alice Fortaine, and Treasurer Danniela Morvario. For next year's junior class,
the President is Tristan Dugrey..."
Rory tuned out after that. She was definitely crestfallen. Tristan had won and beat her. She winced, thinking about the millions of smug looks
she was going to get from Paris and Tristan. She groaned inwardly, and forced herself not to turn around. But she did, and managed a weak congradulatory
smile for Paris, who had won secretary, and tried to avoid looking Tristan in the eye.
On the way out of the classroom, Tristan caught up to her and said, "I'll make you second in command if you go out with me."
"I don't want to be vice-president that bad."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
"Well, if you'll excuse me I have to write my acceptance speech."
"What acceptance speech?"
He grinned and walked away.
"Well?" Lorelai burst through the door when she arrived home, carrying balloons and a bakery box.
Wonder what could be in there, Rory thought sarcastically.
"I didn't win."
Lorelai sunk into the couch next to Rory. "That stinks."
"I agree."
"Tristan won?"
"Obviously."
"But he won't do a thing for you guys except get you all to have parties all year, and make you have-" Lorelai paused, not wanting to finish her sentence.
"The best year ever." Rory finished for her mom.
"Oh I'm sorry honey."
"I am too. And all those people are going to be disappointed."
"Yeah. Who got Vice President?"
"No one. Yet."
" You should try to be vicey."
"And risk being a future Al Gore?" Rory shuddered.
"Hey, Al Gore's better than George Bush."
"Must you remind me?"
Lorelai smiled, relieved she had gotten her daughter in a better mood.
The next day at school, everyone was talking about the unfilled Vice President slot. Who would get it?
They were apparently going to find out, when they were called to an assembly concerning the student council.
Tristan was already at the podium grinning like crazy, and studying his index cards. Paris and Paul Gardner, the secretary and treasurer, sat in the
front row.
The acceptance speeches, Rory said to herself, Chilton is a good school.
When everyone was seated Tristan began his speech of thanks yous and mushy stuff and the promises that he would do his best, blah-blah-blah.
Finally, he said the word Vice President, and everyone perked up.
"I'm going to appoint my girlfriend, Rory Gilmore as vice president, because she was running against me and I think she deserves to be Vice-President."
At the mention of girlfriend, thefaculty looked at each other and shrugged. She had lost the election, after all. It was only fair.
All the students turned to look at Rory, and her glaring face pointedly at Tristan.
He laughed and said, "Next I'd like her to give an acceptance speech of her own."
Rory stood up, amazed and furious. She walked to the podium and said a few words, trying to avoid Tristan again, and also trying to figure out how
to confront him later.
After Paris and Paul gave their speeches, everyone went back to class. Rory eagerly-no she blood-thirstily waited until the end of the day.
"Tristan we've gotta talk."
"Rory, my dear. " Tristan kissed her right in the hall. Rory could hear everyone gasp.
SHe could also see Paris seething and groaned, but mustered her strength to yell.
"Tristan Dugrey, since we so happened to be 'going out' which I had NO knowledge about- then its over!" she shouted.
His smiled faded and protested, "But you're my vice president!"
"Who said we had to be going out too?"
"I did. ANd I'm president, and I rule everything!"
"And you apparently think you own my heart too!" Rory yelled, "But you don't!"
"I was just kidding."
"Besides, I'm going out with Dean!"
"Bag boy?"
"Listen,-" she pointed at his chest and pushed him against the locker, " my boyfriend is twice the man you are!"
"Why, because he loads groceries?"
"You are the biggest snob in the world, and I will never, ever speak to you again!" Rory finished in rage. "And I don't need your charity!"
"Ok, Mary, whatever you say." Tristan said coolly, but she was already halfway down the hallway.
"He made me vice president and said I was his girlfriend." Rory explained to Lane on the phone.
"Wow, thats harsh."
"Yes, I'm very angry with him."
"You should be. But its nice he appointed you."
"So? I don't want any charity or pity from him."
"You're going to need it. " Lane said.
"What are you talking about?"
"Listen, I wasn't going to tell you, but-"
"What? Tell me!"
"I saw Dean kissing another girl today."
"What?!"
"There must be some explanation, but-"
"Dean kissing another girl?"
"Yes, at school. Apparently, Beth has come to town."
"I have to go." Rory slammed down the phone. Beth? His ex-girlfriend? No way.
She picked up the phone and dialed his number, her fingers knew them by heart.
"Hi, is Dean there?"
"Hi Rory! I was just about to call you. I have to tell you something."
She stiffened. "Yes?"
"Beth, she's my ex-girlfriend, is here in Stars Hollow. And she's staying."
"So.."
"So, I think we should break up." Dean said, and the agony was more than Rory could bear.
Rory was totally in shock of being dumped again, and Lorelai held her while she cried in desperation.
She looked horrible the next morning, but she still went to school. She knew who she needed to talk to , to apologize to- Tristan.
"Tristan."
"Well, well, I can see you're not a woman of your word." Tristan smiled, glad to see her, "You look terrific."
She ignored the sarcasm and asked, "I could use some of that charity right now."
Tristan gave her the biggest grin she had ever seen and leaned Rory's President gave her a truly presidential kiss.
The End!