Title: Best Friend Chapter 3
Pairing: R/T
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Distribution: Email me for approval
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P1C3
They were driving down the highway with no particular destination. Rory looked over at Tristan and than back at the scenery.
"So where are we headed?" Tristan finally asked.
"I dunno. Have any ideas?" She asked.
"Swimming."
"What?" She asked confused.
"Swimming. I wanna go swimming. Lets go to my house. To my indoor pool. Remember you left your suit there a few months ago?" He glanced at her.
"You're crazy.but it sounds fun!"
"Alright." They drove to the DuGrey mansion and got there in five minutes flat. Tristan unlocked the door and led her to his bedroom. "Your bathing suit is in my closet." He went in to get it and emerged with it slung over his shoulder. He handed it to her. "No, lets go down to the pool. There's a changing room there." They walked down and across the house and to the pool area. He got his trunks and they went into separate changing rooms to change into their suits. Tristan obviously was done before Rory was. So he came out and jumped into the pool. In about two minutes, Rory came out of the changing room and looked around for Tristan. She saw him under the water. He came up and looked at her. She looked great. Best friend Tristan, best friend only He said to himself.
She stepped to the latter and sat down on the edge. "How could you go in so fast? It's so cold."
"See my theory is that if you just jump in right away, your body will get over the shock." He answered swimming over to where she was seated on the side. He pulled himself up to sit next to her with his strong arms.
Look at those strong arms. He has a great body Rory thought, but erased the thought. He was only her friend. Best friend. "Yeah, your body gets over the shock. After it gets a heart attack from the sudden cold." They laughed.
"Jump in." He said getting in himself. He turned to face her. "Jump in." He said again.
She shook her head. "No.I can't its too cold. I'll get in when I'm ready." She backed up seeing the evil look in his eyes. He swam closer to the edge and grabbed on to her leg.
"Jump in or I'll make you go in." He threatened.
"Tristan. Don't please?" She asked trying to cute her way out of it.
He shook his head. "It's not going to work." He smirked evilly.
"Tristan!" He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her into the water. "AAHH!" She yelled at the coldness touching her head and body. He stood by and watched laughing. She came back up for air. "You ass!" she playfully hit him in the arm.
"I got you in didn't I?" He laughed and swam away so he wouldn't get abused anymore.
"Get back here DuGrey!" She yelled and swam after him.
BACK AT THE GILMORE MANSION
The four adults were now sitting in the sitting room. After Lorelei threatened that she and Christopher would leave, Emily calmed down and told them to stay. They were now sitting and talking about how Christopher was and where he was living, where he worked, and about the nice car that he was driving lately. Boring stuff.
BACK AT THE DUGREY MANSION
They finally stopped chasing each other and settled to just swimming and talking about everything. They started with Chilton, Paris, Louise, Madeline, his family, his grandfather, her town, and finally he dared to ask about dean. Even though they were best friends, he didn't really like going to that topic.
"So have you talked to Dean lately?" He asked. Rory had earlier asked that Tristan stop calling him bag boy if they were going to actually have a decent conversation. So now, he actually used the ass' real name. (Sorry,, but I'm not a fan of dean.)
She looked down for a second and then back up to Tristan's face. "No not lately. The last time I talked to him was when I had to buy a light bulb for our house and he was sweeping in that aisle. We only talked small talk. Like how we've been and school and stuff."
"Oh. He said shit about me didn't he?" He already knew the answer. Rory looked down again and that gave him his answer. Yes. "You don't have to spare me Rory. I don't care what bag. I mean dean thinks. You know that."
"Yeah I know. Sorry."
"Hey it's okay."
"Do you think it's about time we got out? We're going to get all pruney and stuff."
"Yeah I think your right." He said looking down at his wrinkly hand. They swam to the latter and got out. They each wrapped a towel around their wastes before walking back to their separate changing rooms. They came out at the same time.
"How is it that you took just as long as I did to get ready?" She asked amused. Than she looked at his hair. He redid it. "Oh, never mind. You redid your hair again. That takes ten minutes itself. They started their playful banter as they walked out of the pool area.
Chapter four coming soon. The next chapter will have more tension between Rory and Tristan and Lorelei and Christopher and a man from the past comes by. R/R please!
Pairing: R/T
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Distribution: Email me for approval
One with the fic:
P1C3
They were driving down the highway with no particular destination. Rory looked over at Tristan and than back at the scenery.
"So where are we headed?" Tristan finally asked.
"I dunno. Have any ideas?" She asked.
"Swimming."
"What?" She asked confused.
"Swimming. I wanna go swimming. Lets go to my house. To my indoor pool. Remember you left your suit there a few months ago?" He glanced at her.
"You're crazy.but it sounds fun!"
"Alright." They drove to the DuGrey mansion and got there in five minutes flat. Tristan unlocked the door and led her to his bedroom. "Your bathing suit is in my closet." He went in to get it and emerged with it slung over his shoulder. He handed it to her. "No, lets go down to the pool. There's a changing room there." They walked down and across the house and to the pool area. He got his trunks and they went into separate changing rooms to change into their suits. Tristan obviously was done before Rory was. So he came out and jumped into the pool. In about two minutes, Rory came out of the changing room and looked around for Tristan. She saw him under the water. He came up and looked at her. She looked great. Best friend Tristan, best friend only He said to himself.
She stepped to the latter and sat down on the edge. "How could you go in so fast? It's so cold."
"See my theory is that if you just jump in right away, your body will get over the shock." He answered swimming over to where she was seated on the side. He pulled himself up to sit next to her with his strong arms.
Look at those strong arms. He has a great body Rory thought, but erased the thought. He was only her friend. Best friend. "Yeah, your body gets over the shock. After it gets a heart attack from the sudden cold." They laughed.
"Jump in." He said getting in himself. He turned to face her. "Jump in." He said again.
She shook her head. "No.I can't its too cold. I'll get in when I'm ready." She backed up seeing the evil look in his eyes. He swam closer to the edge and grabbed on to her leg.
"Jump in or I'll make you go in." He threatened.
"Tristan. Don't please?" She asked trying to cute her way out of it.
He shook his head. "It's not going to work." He smirked evilly.
"Tristan!" He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her into the water. "AAHH!" She yelled at the coldness touching her head and body. He stood by and watched laughing. She came back up for air. "You ass!" she playfully hit him in the arm.
"I got you in didn't I?" He laughed and swam away so he wouldn't get abused anymore.
"Get back here DuGrey!" She yelled and swam after him.
BACK AT THE GILMORE MANSION
The four adults were now sitting in the sitting room. After Lorelei threatened that she and Christopher would leave, Emily calmed down and told them to stay. They were now sitting and talking about how Christopher was and where he was living, where he worked, and about the nice car that he was driving lately. Boring stuff.
BACK AT THE DUGREY MANSION
They finally stopped chasing each other and settled to just swimming and talking about everything. They started with Chilton, Paris, Louise, Madeline, his family, his grandfather, her town, and finally he dared to ask about dean. Even though they were best friends, he didn't really like going to that topic.
"So have you talked to Dean lately?" He asked. Rory had earlier asked that Tristan stop calling him bag boy if they were going to actually have a decent conversation. So now, he actually used the ass' real name. (Sorry,, but I'm not a fan of dean.)
She looked down for a second and then back up to Tristan's face. "No not lately. The last time I talked to him was when I had to buy a light bulb for our house and he was sweeping in that aisle. We only talked small talk. Like how we've been and school and stuff."
"Oh. He said shit about me didn't he?" He already knew the answer. Rory looked down again and that gave him his answer. Yes. "You don't have to spare me Rory. I don't care what bag. I mean dean thinks. You know that."
"Yeah I know. Sorry."
"Hey it's okay."
"Do you think it's about time we got out? We're going to get all pruney and stuff."
"Yeah I think your right." He said looking down at his wrinkly hand. They swam to the latter and got out. They each wrapped a towel around their wastes before walking back to their separate changing rooms. They came out at the same time.
"How is it that you took just as long as I did to get ready?" She asked amused. Than she looked at his hair. He redid it. "Oh, never mind. You redid your hair again. That takes ten minutes itself. They started their playful banter as they walked out of the pool area.
Chapter four coming soon. The next chapter will have more tension between Rory and Tristan and Lorelei and Christopher and a man from the past comes by. R/R please!