A.N.: Yay! MY reviews have more than doubled! Thanks a bundle to all of you who reviewed for me. I was gonna hold off until next week for this, but oh wells. Enjoy!
Jewls13: LoL Thanks for the cute idea. I'll think about adding it in somewhere, but I'm not sure I can promise. ^_^
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The suggestion was met by a chorus of approval. Rory made a move to leave, but Preston stayed her with a hand on her arm.
"Come on, Rory. It'll be fun."
She shot him a disbelieving look and he added, "Besides, you owe me. I gave you my fish."
She acquiesced reluctantly. "I'd better get an easy one."
The all scribbled their names on a scrap of paper and tossed them in a handy bucket. Mindy pulled a slip out.
"Summer."
"Dare," she said sultrily, staring at a certain blue-eyed guy.
There was a murmur as people tried to come up with a good one.
"I dare you to go up to the person you like most in this circle and kiss him," she heard someone shout.
It was one of those guys who had been looking at her and Summer on the bus that morning, and dare she say he was looking hopefully at Summer? Did he really think Summer would go for him? Rory felt a pang of pity for the guy-crushing on a shallow, vapid girl like Summer.
Laughing lightly, Summer stood up. "I'll do it."
It was silent as she made a beeline for the nerd. He was hyperventilating and nearly fainted. At the last moment she veered to the right and plunked down into Tristan's lap, pulling him in for a deep kiss. Rory caught the evil smile on Summer's lips. She was consumed with-anger? That was it-anger that she would pull such a prank on the poor guy. A voice in the back of her mind hinted at something else, but she dismissed it promptly. Jealousy was not part of her vocabulary, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to look at the pair.
Tristan had been surprised; so engrossed was he in memorizing Rory's features he didn't even notice Summer's appearance until he had felt a heavy weight in his lap. He turned just in time to meet her approaching lips. Responding instinctively with practiced ease, he kissed her back. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Rory look away. * Once a fool always a fool *
When they were finished, Summer glanced pointedly at Paris. Paris was flushing a bright red.
"Tristan, your turn."
He leaned back, contemplating his choices. "Truth."
"Aw, big man Dugray wimping out on us?" Preston jested.
"Course not. I'm just saving my energy for more important things..."
This produced the wanted affect of catcalls from the guys and eye rolls from the ladies.
"What was your strangest dream?" Preston interrogated.
Tristan smirked and leaned over, beckoning to Preston.
"Hey, not fair! We all wanna hear!" Was the protest of the crowd.
"WHIPS AND CHAINS???" Preston asked in outrage.
"Ooo what?"
"What is it?"
"Tell us."
"Hey. You never specified. I did tell, I just didn't tell EVERYONE."
Grumbling that the rules IMPLIED that, they moved on.
Mindy lips curved into a smile. "Rory. Rory Gilmore."
Jewls13: LoL Thanks for the cute idea. I'll think about adding it in somewhere, but I'm not sure I can promise. ^_^
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The suggestion was met by a chorus of approval. Rory made a move to leave, but Preston stayed her with a hand on her arm.
"Come on, Rory. It'll be fun."
She shot him a disbelieving look and he added, "Besides, you owe me. I gave you my fish."
She acquiesced reluctantly. "I'd better get an easy one."
The all scribbled their names on a scrap of paper and tossed them in a handy bucket. Mindy pulled a slip out.
"Summer."
"Dare," she said sultrily, staring at a certain blue-eyed guy.
There was a murmur as people tried to come up with a good one.
"I dare you to go up to the person you like most in this circle and kiss him," she heard someone shout.
It was one of those guys who had been looking at her and Summer on the bus that morning, and dare she say he was looking hopefully at Summer? Did he really think Summer would go for him? Rory felt a pang of pity for the guy-crushing on a shallow, vapid girl like Summer.
Laughing lightly, Summer stood up. "I'll do it."
It was silent as she made a beeline for the nerd. He was hyperventilating and nearly fainted. At the last moment she veered to the right and plunked down into Tristan's lap, pulling him in for a deep kiss. Rory caught the evil smile on Summer's lips. She was consumed with-anger? That was it-anger that she would pull such a prank on the poor guy. A voice in the back of her mind hinted at something else, but she dismissed it promptly. Jealousy was not part of her vocabulary, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to look at the pair.
Tristan had been surprised; so engrossed was he in memorizing Rory's features he didn't even notice Summer's appearance until he had felt a heavy weight in his lap. He turned just in time to meet her approaching lips. Responding instinctively with practiced ease, he kissed her back. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Rory look away. * Once a fool always a fool *
When they were finished, Summer glanced pointedly at Paris. Paris was flushing a bright red.
"Tristan, your turn."
He leaned back, contemplating his choices. "Truth."
"Aw, big man Dugray wimping out on us?" Preston jested.
"Course not. I'm just saving my energy for more important things..."
This produced the wanted affect of catcalls from the guys and eye rolls from the ladies.
"What was your strangest dream?" Preston interrogated.
Tristan smirked and leaned over, beckoning to Preston.
"Hey, not fair! We all wanna hear!" Was the protest of the crowd.
"WHIPS AND CHAINS???" Preston asked in outrage.
"Ooo what?"
"What is it?"
"Tell us."
"Hey. You never specified. I did tell, I just didn't tell EVERYONE."
Grumbling that the rules IMPLIED that, they moved on.
Mindy lips curved into a smile. "Rory. Rory Gilmore."