"So Sexy" by munkie

Chapter 11: Lose Yourself

I straightened my tie and walked into school. When I spotted Rory she was leaning against her locker laughing at something John said. I hesitated for a second before making my way over to them. I cleared my throat.

"Hey Rory. John, where were you Saturday night? I was calling you all night. Why didn't you pick up your cell?"

John blushed and Rory giggled. She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "he had a date," then she started giggling again.

I smirked at him. "Really John? Someone I know?"

John looked away and Rory answered again. "Oh you know her, very well in fact. Oh look, here she comes now."

I lifted my eyes in the direction she was looking and saw Paris walking down the hall. "Paris? Paris Gellar?"

My question was answered when she came up to us and said, "hey John. Thanks for the other night. I had fun." She was smiling! Paris was actually smiling!

John turned a deeper shade of red and threw me a look. "Yeah, I had fun too. We should do it again sometime."

Paris ducked her head and blushed. "Yeah, that would be good." Then she smiled up at him and left for class, saying over her shoulder, "call me!"

I looked back at John grinning like a fool. "Was it just me or was Paris acting shy?"

"Shut up dude," John said and then turned to Rory. "Hey thanks again Rory. I think we're even now." He winked at her and she laughed and hugged him.

When he walked away I raised a questioning eyebrow to her. "You're even? I have a feeling I'm missing something."

"It's nothing. He did a favor for me so I did him a favor."

"And your favor was setting him up with Paris?"

"Yup."

"I didn't even know John liked Paris."

"He didn't."

"And now he does?"

"Yup."

"Okay… And Paris likes him too?"

"Looks like it."

"Okay… When did you become matchmaker?"

"I just have a talent."

I smirked at her. "Oh you do, do you? Does your mother know about this? The last time I checked she thought you were a girl."

"I am a girl. What are you going on about?"

"He's got talent!" I mimicked throwing my arms out to the side. Then bringing them back in sheepishly I said, "Nothing funny. I just like talent."

She laughed. "You've seen that movie?"

"Who hasn't? That's a fabulous movie!"

"I know that, I just didn't think you would see a movie like that."

"And why is that?"

"Because you just don't seem to be the kind of guy who would see a movie like Moulin Rouge."

"Well there's a lot you don't know about me, Rory."

"I'm beginning to find that out."

"Walk you to class?"

"Sure. We share the same class anyways."

"True."

~*~

I sat down at lunch and was about to eat when there was a thump next to me. I heard a voice say; "I thought we were friends now."

"We are," I said over into Tristan's face.

"Then why are you sitting over here?"

"Because I'm in the best position if I food fight starts?"

"Come on," he said and grabbed my hand with one of his and with his other he grabbed my lunch.

"What are you doing?"

"Walking."

"That's not what I meant."

"You asked a question I replied in the form of an answer."

"You're insufferable."

"Thank you." He smirked and set my food down. Then he grabbed my shoulders and directed me to the seat.

I glared up at him. "I'm not a child you know?"

"Never thought you were."

"So what? You just enjoy treating me like one?"

"Something like that." He smirked.

"You, Tristan Dugrey, are impossible!"

"Ya know? I've been told that before. I'm beginning to think it's true."

"It is! It is!"

"Well then, I'll just have to take your word for it."

"You do that."

"I will."

"That's good."

"I know."

"Okay then. So what's in your cd player?"

"'Orgy'," I stated simply and began eating my food.

"What?"

"'Orgy'," I said again.

"You're listening to a bunch of people having sex together?"

"No you fool. 'Orgy' is a band! You really are music illiterate." She started patting my head. "Poor you."

"So what do they sing?"

"Good music."

"Care to elaborate?"

"Not really."

"And why not?"

"Because I want to eat my lunch and if I continue to talk to you it would just encourage you to interfere more with me eating my lunch."

"Uh huh."

"Exactly. You going to eat that burger?"

"Be my guest."

"Thank you."

I grabbed his burger and took a big bite out of it. All of his friends were looking at us with interest. It was quite amusing.

~*~

"Hey John! Wait up."

"Oh, hey Rory."

"So?"

"So what?"

"What's happening?"

"Is that you subtle way of saying, 'how's everything with you and Paris?'"

"Maybe…"

"Well everything's fine."

"Good."

"You know. I really got to thank you Rory. I never would of thought that Paris can actually be fun."

"She gets some taking used to."

"Yeah, you can definitely say that again."

"Are you two going out again?"

"Yeah, actually tonight."

Paris? Out on a school night? How'd you manage that?"

"I don't know. I just asked and she said okay. We're going to a party at Andrew's."

"This is surreal. Paris is going out on a school night, with a boy, to a part no less! Someone better alert the authorities. Paris Gellar has done a 180 and its all thanks you to you."

He blushed. "No. It's all thanks to you. If it hadn't been for you I'd still be afraid of Paris."

"I think you still should be."

"Naw! She likes me too much."

"True. Did you see her after lunch? She was positively glowing? Did you have anything to do with that?"

"Maybe."

"Ah, you two are so cute."

"So are the two of you."

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean, you and Tristan. The arguing couldn't be anymore cuter."

"Shut up."

"So… Why hasn't anything happened yet?"

"We're just friends."

"Keep telling yourself that Rory."

"It's true."

"I think you know it's not."

"Yeah, well – what am I supposed to do about it?"

"Be aggressive. Put your feelings out on the table. Make him twitch."

"How do you propose I do that?"

"I don't know. Just go up and kiss him or something."

I groaned. "Ugh! You're starting to sound like your mother."

"Did you ever stop to think that you mother might be a smart women?"

"You've never met my mother have you?"

"Well, no, but she sounds smart."

"Uh huh… But if I didn't that he'd probably just think I was playing the game again."

"What game?"

"You know, the kissing war we had going on."

"Oh yeah, that. That was hilarious."

"I'm glad you found it amusing."

"Well, I'm not exactly an expert so I don't know what you should do."

"You're his best friend. You know him better than anyone. What would get it through his head?"

"Hmm… Try the kissing thing. It might work if you do it correctly."

"When should I do it?"

"Come to Andrew's party tonight. He'll be there."

"Okay. Thanks John. Good luck with Paris. I'll talk to you later."

I leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. He kissed me on the cheek too. "See ya later Rory."

~*~

The house was overcrowded, humming with the music. People were dancing and throwing themselves around the room, inhaling alcohol and making out in front of everyone. It was the same as all the parties I'd ever been to and I've been to a lot of parties. The only thing that was different, the only thing that stood out was Rory. She walked in through the door and my heart stopped. I stood up to meet her. She looked relieved when I found her.

She must of seen the surprise on my face because she said, "John invited me," as if it were some sort of explanation for her being there.

"Well I'm glad you showed up. I've been bored out of my mind."

"I'm sure you were just making out with someone."

"Ah, you know me too well." A flicker of emotion swept through her eyes when I said that. I couldn't tell what it was. Pain? "You want to dance?"

"Umm… I'm not much of a dancer."

"Come one, I'll show you. It's easy." I grabbed her hand and led her onto the dance floor. I took hold of her hands and put them around my neck, then put my hands on her hips. "Just find the rhythm and sway to the beat. Lose yourself in the music. Let it flow through your body and it will let all your feelings just crumble away. You'll be completely lost in the music. It's one of the greatest feelings in the world. Tune everything out except for the person you're dancing with and the music buzzing in and around you."

She smiled and started moving with me. Soon we had our own rhythm going and she was loosening up. Her face lit up and her eyes sparkled. Her smile was glowing and I had to keep myself from kissing her right then. When a slow song came on she laid her head on my chest. I could feel her breathing coming in short gasps before the slow music took over and she relaxed. I chuckled into her hair.

"What?" she mumbled into my chest.

"Nothing," I whispered and we continued to dance.

When the slow song ended I pulled back reluctantly and asked her if she wanted some punch. She nodded her head in acknowledgement but I don't think she was actually listening. She looked dazed and happy. My heart, as stupid as it sounds, started beating more rapidly and I could feel it screaming her name.

I got us some cans of pop, knowing that they couldn't have spiked them. When I found her again she was sitting on the couch with her head in her hands. I was about to ask her what was wrong but she looked up and smiled brilliantly at me. 'God… She is so gorgeous.'

She drank the pop quickly then grabbed my hand. "Lets dance again."

"I thought you weren't much of a dancer," I yelled over the music to her. She either didn't hear me or decided to ignore me.

I was once again lost in the beat, with Rory in my arms.

~*~

Okay. I'm going to end it here and I know some of you are going to kill me but It was getting to long and don't worry! I'm in the process of writing the next chapter. Thanks for all the reviews! Oh and this is especially for Ginger because she's so crazy that she deserves this. Crazy people rock! *_* Don't fret all of you other people the next chapter will be for you. Lots of love!