Melissa**
Answering the Phone " Rory!"" Yeah?"
" Answer the phone."
" Where is it?"
" On the hook"
" Really? It's never there."
" Luke."
" That explains it."
" Doesn't it?"
" Yeah."
Rory walked over to the table where the phone was going to be. Amazingly enough it sat innocently in the hook. Picking it up she clicked the talk button before placing it one her ear.
" Hello?" She asked.
" Hi. Is Rory there?" A familiar voice asked.
" Who's this?"
" Tristan."
" Tristan?"
" Rory?"
" Yeah."
" Shocked to hear from me?"
" Yeah."
" Um…"
" So why are you calling?"
" Can't I call you?"
" Yeah, but most people have a reason when they call someone."
" I do."
" Do what?"
" Have a reason for calling you."
" And this great reason would be?"
" I was wondering if…if you wanted to go out with me?"
" Huh?"
"Willyougooutwithme?"
" Slower this time."
" Will you go out with me?"
" Why are you asking me?"
" Because I want to."
" I'm not sure."
" Come on Rory. I'll be good I swear."
" Well…"
" Please."
" Okay. When?"
" Tonight, at 5:30?"
" Okay. Where are you taking me?"
" It's going to be a surprise."
" I hate surprises."
" Oh well."
" Better bring coffee."
" Coffee?"
" Yes. Two. One for me and one for my mom. You will be meeting her right?"
" If you want me to."
" I do."
" Okay see you at 5:30."
" Starbucks."
" Huh?"
" Go to the Starbucks for our coffee. Just say Gilmore and they'll know what to fix."
" Go there often?"
" You could say that."
" Okay. Starbucks it is."
" See you later."
" Bye."
" Bye."
Rory hung up the phone and whirled to face her mom.
" How much did you hear?" Rory asked.
" Most of it."
" More like all of it."
" Most, all, who cares. Who was it?"
" Tristan."
" Who?"
" Dugrey?"
" No clue."
" Teased me?"
" Oh! Bible Boy. Why didn't you just say so?"
" Maybe because I try to use people's real names."
" What did he want?"
" He asked me out."
" And you said?"
" Yes."
"
Really?
" Yeah. You had better behave too."
" Me?"
" Yeah you. I know you mom. And being that I know you so well, I know what you are capable of doing."
" You hurt me."
" Mom."
" Okay. So I won't do what I had planned to do. But what do I get from this?"
" Coffee."
" From?"
" I'm surprised you missed that. Considering I just told him where to get it from."
" So I zoned out. You aren't the most exciting person in the whole world."
" True."
" So where is he getting it from?"
" Starbucks."
" The one we always go to?"
" Yeah."
" I can hardly wait."
" What time is he getting here?"
" 5:30."
" Good. Only 4 hours left to go until I get my second favorite type of coffee."
' 4 hours? What am I going to wear? I have to shower, blow dry my hair, get dressed, back my purse. All this is less then 4 hours?' Rory thought.
" Rory?"
" Huh?"
" Thought I lost you there."
" Mom, what am I going to wear!"
" Clothes."
" But what?"
" Honey, it's only Tristan."
" Yeah right. Only Tristan? It isn't that easy."
" What aren't you telling me?"
" Huh?"
" You like him."
" No I don't."
" Really? Then why did you say yes? Why are you freaking out about what to wear? I say you like him."
" I say no."
" You never even got nervous when Jess asked you out. Later you told me you felt weird, because you really like his as a friend. Why are you nervous now?"
" Because…"
" Because you like him."
Defeated Rory flopped onto the couch.
" So what if I do?"
" Good. We are out of denial and on the road to recovery."
" I told you to stop watching those shows about recovering alcoholics and drug users."
" I tried but they are interesting."
" Whatever. What do I do?"
" First we eat. Second we find an outfit. Do you know where you are going?"
" No."
" He is surprising you? Does he not know you hate surprises?"
" Hence the coffee."
" Oh. Okay."
" So what do I do about clothes?"
" Casual but cute."
" What do I have that is casual but cute?"
" That new summer dress you got last week."
" Oh, yeah."
" Let's go get something to eat."
" You just want to see Luke."
" And you want to see Tristan."
" So?"
" Fine. Let's go."
" Mom liked Luke!"
" Rory likes Tristan."
" Mom."
" Yeah?"
" We are so immature."
" Yeah we are."
" Food?"
" Yeah."
Rory followed her laughing mom out into the slowly cooling night.
' I have a date. A date with Tristan. Can my day get any better?"