"So Sexy" by munkie

Chapter 9: Rory Will Live

'Until tomorrow… It's not that easy. When am I supposed to do it? How am I supposed to do it? Will it work? Ugh!' So it was "tomorrow" already and I didn't have a distinct plan… That's what I should have been doing instead of drinking coffee.

I looked up and down the halls. 'Where is he? Please be here!' I couldn't find him anywhere. Here I was, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible and he wasn't even here! "Bastard," I mumbled under my breath and went to first period.

He came in at the last moment before the bell and slid into his chair. 'He's too smooth. Why's he avoiding me anyways?'

I looked over at him but his face was a mask. There was a wall up covering his emotions. 'What had John said? Something about Tristan always wearing this façade because he didn't know any better?' I tore my eyes away from him. The last thing I wanted was for him to catch me staring. That wouldn't be good. The rest of the class I spent listening intently and writing down notes. As we were getting up to leave I tried to catch up with him but he was too quick for me. I sighed heavily and slowed my pace. No need to get out of breath if I can't even catch up to him.

In second period he did the same thing, arrived just as the bell was ringing and leaving just as the bell was ringing. 'How did he do that anyways?' If he was going to continue to do that then I'd just have to make him pay. 'At lunch, I'll do something at lunch. But what?'

Then this idea formed in my head and I smiled brilliantly. He could never beat that. I left down that hall thinking of my new plan, completely forgetting about my old plan…

~*~

I could feel her staring at me in every class. 'Why was she looking at me like that? She cried yesterday when we kissed. She cried again! How was I supposed to deal with that? I obviously couldn't continue the game…  But why had she cried? There wasn't any reason for it.'

The bell rang and I ducked quickly out of the door. I was walking to my locker to put my books away before lunch when John caught up with me. "Hey man! Hold up."

"Oh, hey. What's up?"

"I was just about to ask you the same thing man."

"Why?"

"What's happening on the Rory scene? Anything… unfolding?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Has anything happened with her yet? Has she talked to you? Come on! You can't hold me in suspense!"

"Nothings happened on the "Rory scene" as you called it. Why would there of? It's always the same with her… Wait. There is one thing that happened. Yesterday I was going to continue the game with her but when I went up to her she kissed me first. But that's not what really confused me. What really confused me was that she ran away right after and she was – she was crying?"

"What? She was crying? What did you bite her lip?"

I smiled at the comment but then frowned again. "I don't know. And no I didn't but bite her lip."

"That was not how it was supposed to happen!"

"How would you know what was supposed to happen?"

"Nothing. It's – It's – That's just not how I wanted it to happen."

"Hold on a sec. What did you do?"

"Do? Me? Nothing. Why would I do something?"

"John? Tell me now."

"I didn't do anything man!" He looked away from my eyes. Then quickly replied, "I have to go. I'll see you in a few in the cafeteria."

I was about to say something but he rushed off. 'What's with him?' I wondered then headed to the cafeteria.

Inside the cafeteria I got my lunch and sat down. I fiddled with my food, not really eating it. My mind was on other things. Thus is why I didn't noticed Rory sit on me, again.

Her skirt was hiked up a few inches and some of the buttons on her shirt were unbuttoned. She had on some make-up and heavy red lipstick. Part of her stomach was exposed and it teased me every time she breathed in. I looked into her eyes and I saw the twinkle and glimmer in them. Her voice was soft and girlish as she bent down to my ear and whispered, "Why have you been avoiding me? Don't you like me?" Then she licked my ear and pulled back. I scrunched up my brow in confusion.

"What? I thought you wanted me to."

She frowned. I didn't like the look she was giving me. She stood up and said, "I need to talk to. Come on." She tugged on my arm until I followed her out of the cafeteria. Before I could say anything John had come up and pulled Rory away. 'What's with that? Why would John be associating with Rory right at this moment?'

She squeaked in surprise then followed him when he whispered something to her. She turned back briefly and said to me, "Stay right here. I'll be back in a minute."

I leaned against the wall to wait for her. If I was confused before, now I was lost on an unknown planet, looking for something I didn't know what it was and didn't understand it.

~*~

"What happened?" John harshly whispered in my ear as we went into the janitor's closet.

"What do you mean, what happened?"

"Why did you cry!"

"Oh. That… I don't know. I can't explain it because I really don't know. The tears just came out."

"Well you've really thrown him threw a loop Rory. You can't toy with his emotions like that!"

"What? Since when does Tristan Dugrey have emotions?"

"Rory you know for a fact he has emotions. He's just not very good at showing them. He was raised the to be the best of the best and if you're going to be the best of the best you can't dawdle with emotions. You aren't supposed to have them, so Tristan throws on this mask that hides everything he feels. He's an expert at it. He's been doing it since he was born. I know you can see through it. You're like the only person besides me who can! And the only reason I can is because I've known him for so long and I had to go through the same thing so we confide in each other. That's why we're best friends. Now you've gone and messed with his emotions. No wonder he's been distant lately!

"Now if I'm the only person who can see through it besides you and those are the only reasons I can see through it, you must be special!"

"What? Huh? I'm – I'm not special. I'm just – I don't know. Ugh! I blame you! You weren't supposed to tell me those things! Now I don't know how to act around him and it's making me nervous and I don't know if I feel the same way. I don't know if I can feel the same way." We were so stuffed in the closet I didn't have anywhere to put my head so I put it on his chest. "Why did you have to tell me?" I said softly.

"Rory, you are special. You're extremely special to Tristan. You're the only girl he's ever had actual feelings for! You've got to see that! Why can't you like him? He's my best friend and I can't stand seeing him being destroyed. You're hurting him more than you think Rory."

"But why? Why me?"

"I don't know. You'd have to ask Tristan, which I think is a good idea. And I also think we should get out of this closet before he gets suspicious."

"But I need to know more! How am I supposed to act around him? What am I supposed to do?"

"Well I think you should back off and decide your feelings for him before you do something irrational or life-shattering."

"Yeah. You're right." I smiled up at him, a genuine smile and thanked him, then left through the door. Tristan was still standing where we'd left him. He looked up as I approached him.

"Hey," I said quietly.

"Hey," he said in the same tone of voice.

"We need to talk."

"I already got that."

"Okay. Well recently I found out something that kind of scared me and…"

He was quick to offer comfort. "Are you okay? Is there anything I can do? What happened? You know I'm here for you if you need anything."

I smiled up at him. He was so sweet. "No, you don't understand. What I found out has to do with you and it's life-altering but it's not necessarily bad…"

He took a step back from me. "What did you find out?"

"Well, that you – well – you sort of have – have – feelings for me…" I chanced a glance in his eye. He looked utterly taken aback.

"What? How? – " He stammered.

"That's not important. I just – the problem is – I don't know how I feel about you."

"I – I can't handle this right now. I have to go. I'll see you around Rory."

"Tristan! Wait!" I screamed but he was already gone. I sighed heavily.

~*~

"Mom, I think I inherited the power to screw everything up from you," I said as my head hit the table. I held out my hands as Luke passed by. He put a cup of coffee in them.

"What happened to you?" He said gruffly.

"Bad day," I mumbled in response.

"Oh," he said then went back into the kitchen.

"What's up babe? Why the long face and exactly how do I screw everything up? That's insane. I'm perfect in every way!"

"Whatever mom."

"Come on, tell mama what's on your mind."

"I screwed everything up with Tristan?"

"The plan didn't work? He is a stupid boy! I never thought he could be that stupid. I'm sorry sweetie." She looked at me sympathetically.

"I didn't do the plan."

"Oh! So you're the stupid one."

"I'm not stupid! I'm just not very smart…"

"Why didn't you use the plan? The plan was fool proof!"

"Because things came up…"

"What… things?"

"He was avoiding me and I got angry so I was going to continue with my old plan and I forgot about your plan."

"Did you ever think that maybe he had a reason for avoiding you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You did run away from him crying after you kissed him yesterday. Now I don't know for sure but I think that qualifies as something that would confuse a boy."

"You think I confused him?"

"Yup."

"Oh."

She gave me a funny look and concentrated on my face. "Are you wearing hooker make-up?"

"Oh, um, yes. Louise helped me with it…"

"The first time you actually do something I would do and I wasn't even there to witness it!"

"I had my skirt hiked up too and my shirt unbuttoned some."

"NO! I missed that?"

"Yup." I smiled at her antics.

"I'll never forgive you child! Never!"

"Sure you will."

"No I won't!"

"Well you have to take pity on me because I screwed everything up with Tristan."

"Oh yeah. Okay, so I can forgive you but I cannot forget this. And remember, this is only out of pity! Ha! Live with that!"

"I think I'll live. The thing with Tristan though? I don't think I can live with that."

"You'll live."

"How do you know?"

"Because he'll come around and apologize to you because he feels bad and that will be your change to apologize to him. It will be like one of those sappy moments in movies that I hate. So I'm guessing you can live with that."

"I can live with that." I paused. "Do you think that's how it will happen?"

"Positive."

"What if it doesn't happen like that?"

"Then live with it because you can't die. You're my baby girl and you're like me. You're strong-will, stubborn and you want to live, so you'll live with it."

"I hate when you're right. I don't want to have to live with him hating me. He's a really good friend."

"And – a fabulous kisser."

"Shut up."

"What? You said it not me."

"So what? You – you just shut up."

"I will not shut up! I will be heard damn it. Don't you tell me what to do!"

"Now you're just being overdramatic."

"True." She smiled. "But! You love me anyways."

"I don't know why."

"Because you can't live without me."

"You're right."

"So all around, you're going to live."

"Seems so."

"Yay! My baby girl is going to live!"

"Shut up."

She smirked.

~*~

Okay… so I don't really like this chapter. I don't know why. Parts of it are good but some if it is just blah…

Okay… so I know you love me. Right? You know you do! Don't lie! Now because you love me you should read my story 'Shadowed Perfection' because I need some opinions. So for those of you who have the time would you please read it? You don't have to read it all the way through and keep reading it… I'd just like some opinions… Well, thanks. Lots of love!

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