1 The Snow
1.1 Chapter 8
She scooted him out the to the front porch with her.
"Anything wrong, Rory?" He asked concerned.
"No. I just wanted to see if you were doing anything tomorrow." Rory stated staring at her feet, which wasn't a good idea because she wanted it to sound casual.
"Oh, well I'm not doing anything tomorrow actually." He did have something to do tomorrow but whatever it was, he was sure he could cancel it if it meant he could get to spend a day with Rory.
"Then would you want to go to the Hartford National Park with my friend Lane and I?" She blushed a little.
(A.N. I just made the park up. There's no Hartford National Park that I know of.)
"Sure. I'll meet you back here at 9:00 am tomorrow then. Bye" He smiled and started down the steps. Inside he was jumping up and down. He couldn't believe Rory had just willingly asked him to go somewhere with her.
Rory managed to hide the excitement on her face when he said yes.
"See you tomorrow" He threw over his shoulders.
~Back inside~
"So, what did you say to him out there?" Curious Lorelai asked sipping yet another cup of coffee at the table in the kitchen table.
"Well. I kinda asked him to come with Lane and I to the Hartford Park tomorrow; which I don't know exactly why. And I was actually excited about it when he said yes."
"Oh I see," said Lorelai slowly.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing" The quick reply made Rory suspicious about the answer.
"Come on, out with it." Demanded Rory with her hands on her hips.
"Like you said, whenever you're around him you get the tingles and you obviously flirt with him. I think you've fallen for him."
"But I can't fall for my mortal enemy." Protested Rory.
"But Rory, babe. Things change and people change. Just like you said again, he's been nicer to you haven't he? He's changing." Lorelai reasoned.
"I guess you're right."
"That's it. You know, the only reason he acts like a jerk around you is because he likes you. It's a boy thing. You know, chase the girl you want to kiss around the playground, that kinda thing."
"Wow. I had no idea." The Gilmore girls have a habit of being really clueless when it comes to love.
"Yep. He's got it bad for ya."
Rory called Lane later that night and told her that Tristan was coming with them. She couldn't wait to meet the infamous Tristan.
~Night~
1.2 ~Tristan~
Anticipation got the most of Tristan that night. The tossing and turning didn't help. He would check the clock, but end up cringing when the numbers hadn't change since he last looked.
The music he has turn on, helped. It quickly soothed him to sleep.
~Rory~
Rory was also up. "Why am I feeling like this? I mean, it's only Tristan. And Lane would be there too, so it wouldn't seem like a date." She talked to herself.
His arms do feel really strong. Maybe he works out. I wonder what feels like to have him hold me again. Thought Rory. "Where had that thought come from?" She scolded herself. "You're not suppose to like him, he's your mortal enemy." The mere thought of thinking of him like that made her tingle.
She settled for a book, Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, to help keep her mind off Tristan and fall asleep. Reading a book had always helped her sleep.
TBC
This may be the last chapter I send out this week. I start school again this Monday and probably won't have time. But if I'm lucky, I'll have another chapter by Wednesday. (
::Jennifer::
1.1 Chapter 8
She scooted him out the to the front porch with her.
"Anything wrong, Rory?" He asked concerned.
"No. I just wanted to see if you were doing anything tomorrow." Rory stated staring at her feet, which wasn't a good idea because she wanted it to sound casual.
"Oh, well I'm not doing anything tomorrow actually." He did have something to do tomorrow but whatever it was, he was sure he could cancel it if it meant he could get to spend a day with Rory.
"Then would you want to go to the Hartford National Park with my friend Lane and I?" She blushed a little.
(A.N. I just made the park up. There's no Hartford National Park that I know of.)
"Sure. I'll meet you back here at 9:00 am tomorrow then. Bye" He smiled and started down the steps. Inside he was jumping up and down. He couldn't believe Rory had just willingly asked him to go somewhere with her.
Rory managed to hide the excitement on her face when he said yes.
"See you tomorrow" He threw over his shoulders.
~Back inside~
"So, what did you say to him out there?" Curious Lorelai asked sipping yet another cup of coffee at the table in the kitchen table.
"Well. I kinda asked him to come with Lane and I to the Hartford Park tomorrow; which I don't know exactly why. And I was actually excited about it when he said yes."
"Oh I see," said Lorelai slowly.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing" The quick reply made Rory suspicious about the answer.
"Come on, out with it." Demanded Rory with her hands on her hips.
"Like you said, whenever you're around him you get the tingles and you obviously flirt with him. I think you've fallen for him."
"But I can't fall for my mortal enemy." Protested Rory.
"But Rory, babe. Things change and people change. Just like you said again, he's been nicer to you haven't he? He's changing." Lorelai reasoned.
"I guess you're right."
"That's it. You know, the only reason he acts like a jerk around you is because he likes you. It's a boy thing. You know, chase the girl you want to kiss around the playground, that kinda thing."
"Wow. I had no idea." The Gilmore girls have a habit of being really clueless when it comes to love.
"Yep. He's got it bad for ya."
Rory called Lane later that night and told her that Tristan was coming with them. She couldn't wait to meet the infamous Tristan.
~Night~
1.2 ~Tristan~
Anticipation got the most of Tristan that night. The tossing and turning didn't help. He would check the clock, but end up cringing when the numbers hadn't change since he last looked.
The music he has turn on, helped. It quickly soothed him to sleep.
~Rory~
Rory was also up. "Why am I feeling like this? I mean, it's only Tristan. And Lane would be there too, so it wouldn't seem like a date." She talked to herself.
His arms do feel really strong. Maybe he works out. I wonder what feels like to have him hold me again. Thought Rory. "Where had that thought come from?" She scolded herself. "You're not suppose to like him, he's your mortal enemy." The mere thought of thinking of him like that made her tingle.
She settled for a book, Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, to help keep her mind off Tristan and fall asleep. Reading a book had always helped her sleep.
TBC
This may be the last chapter I send out this week. I start school again this Monday and probably won't have time. But if I'm lucky, I'll have another chapter by Wednesday. (
::Jennifer::
