Ah and finally comes part three….. I have been getting lots of "when the hell are you gonna write another chapter"s so here it is!!
Chapter 3
After a long, hard first day at Chilton, Tristan practically ran out of his last class to his car, not bothering to stop at his locker. He couldn't take the chance of seeing her, being in an environment where she could come up to him again and try to talk to him. He knew that the way he had talked to her just wasn't fair but just the sight of her resurfaced so many different emotions that he had worked so hard to push away.
He had let that shield slip when she had first come to Chilton and all he had got in return was a broken heart. He couldn't handle the rejection and the pain again but if he stayed in the cold then the emotions couldn't penetrate or hurt him. The only problem was she unknowingly still seemed to have the power to warm him. So he had to stay away, avoid her as much as possible. * Which will be impossible in a few weeks – how can I avoid her if she's my partner for the field trip? * he thought, frustrated. * Well we'll just have to cross that bridge when we come to it. *
Tristan climbed into his shiny silver BMW Z3 convertible, tossing his backpack onto the passenger seat. He turned the radio on, pumped up the volume and peeled out of the parking lot, leaving a group of his admirers standing in puddles of drool.
~*~ ~*~
Bobbing his head slightly to the music, he drove aimlessly through almost empty streets. The song finished and the commercials began to blast through. Annoyed, Tristan flipped from station to station, trying to find any good music. He stopped on a slow song as he brought both hands up to the wheel to turn and was about to change the channel when he heard the lyrics and Usher's smooth voice filtering through the speakers.
When you feel it in your body
You found somebody who
Makes you change your ways
Like hanging with your crew
Said you act like you're ready
But you don't really know
And everything in your past - you wanna let it go
I've been there, done it, bumped around
After all that - this is what I found
Nobody wants to be alone
If you're touched by the words in this song
Then baby...
U got, u got it bad
Tristan listened, amazed at how well the song described his emotions and his feelings for Rory. There was no denying that his reputation at Chilton for being a player was well-earned – he had definitely had relations with many different girls but he had never really felt anything more than physical attraction for them, what he felt for Rory was so different.
He wasn't just attracted to her body, although people would have to be blind not to see her beauty, he was also attracted to her mind, her sharp wit, her uniqueness, all the little things that made her Rory, made her special and different from all the other girls. It was true that she had started out as a challenge, but his infatuation ran much deeper than that now. She was like a breath of fresh air, a ray of sunshine in his otherwise dreary, cloudy life.
* God , Tristan. You have to get a grip. Get over this girl and go back to being your old self – well at least play your old role. It damn well worked then, and nothing has changed. *
~*~ Back at the Gilmore House in Stars Hollow ~*~
"MOM!!!!!" Rory shouted as she entered her house. "Mom, where the heck are you?"
Lorelai emerged from behind the closed closet door. "What is so important that you have to scream my name so that the whole of Stars Hollow can hear?"
"Well that wouldn't take much." Rory shot her mother an exasperated look. "Ok, I won't even ask what you were doing in the closet with the door closed."
"Good girl!" Lorelai smiled sweetly.
"Well anyways, on to more pressing issues. Much more pressing issues. The kind of issues that could start wars, destroy countries…" Rory began dramatically. "I have to go on a field trip."
"Oh no the horrors! Not a field trip! How could they do such an awful, disgraceful thing to MY poor daughter? What an injustice! I will take this start to the state, no better yet, the Supreme Court – they'll do something about this."
"Alright mom, I get it. Overdramatic, me, very…"
Lorelai giggled, "You'd think that from all that money that you're grandma is putting into Chilton, they'd at least teach you proper English."
Rory just glared at her mom "Do you wanna hear this or not?"
"I wanna hear!!" exclaimed Lorelai, "I wanna know what's causing my normally literate and perfect daughter to go completely ballistic over a simple field trip."
"Ok, so I go to Mr. Medina's class today," Lorelai's face darkened slightly at the mention of his name. "And he starts talking about this mandatory week-long field trip to Death Valley. We have to work in teams to survive and get from one place to another using only the essentials which they're gonna give us. And if spending a week alone surrounded completely by Chiltonites is not enough, guess who my partner is?"
"Oooo the ever mean and evil Paris?"
"Nope, guess again!"
"Madeleine, Louise?"
"Nope, try again!"
"No… not the Evil One!"
"Ding ding! Pat – tell her what she's won! I have to spend a week alone, talking, working and living with Tristan, the Prince of Darkness himself."
"Awww hun, it's ok, it can't be that bad!"
"I tried to talk to him today, he seemed kinda upset so…. But he just blew up at me, out of nowhere."
"Well have patience kid! Everyone has the occasionally bad day, anything could have happened! Try to talk to him tomorrow and if that doesn't go well then we'll see."
"Yeah I guess you're right, thanks mom."
"No prob, Bob!" Lorelai grabs her jacket in one hand and Rory's arm in the other. "This call's for coffee!"
"And a little dose of Luke." Rory mumbled under her breath. It was funny how obvious her mother's love for Luke was, the whole town knew about it. Well except for Lorelai and Luke.
END of part 3
Again, the song was U Got it Bad – Usher (it was also in chapter 1 and is the title of my fic!)
Well there was another chapter – for all of u who have been screamin at me to write more. There will be more trory action in the next one I promise! Well R&R PLEASE!
