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Chapter 2
Tristan sat alone at a table in the cafeteria. He sighed, thinking of all the work he had to do to catch up. It would take him years, and this was only for the classes BEFORE lunch. He still had two more after. He ran a hand through his messy blond hair. Closing his deep blue eyes he fought back the urge to pound his head into the wood of the table.
"Rough first day?"
Tristan looked up to see the owner of the voice standing in front of him.
"You could say that." Tristan laughed.
"Is this seat taken?"
"No, go ahead." Tristan answered.
"Thanks, I'm Henry Cho, I think we have a class together." he said offering Tristan his hand.
"Tristan Davenport, and yeah I think I saw you in my English class." he said shaking Henry's hand.
"Yeah, Mr. Medina."
Tristan nodded.
"So," Henry began, "Tristan, tell me about yourself."
"Um, okay well, let's see. I live in Stars Hollow but I came here to better my chances at getting into Harvard."
"Oh, another Harvard hopeful. Me too." Henry explained.
"Yeah, and my mom went here."
"Wait you're mom? I knew Davenport sounded familiar, isn't she the one who...?"
"Got pregnant by Michael DuGrey when she was sixteen?" Tristan supplied.
"Yeah, but without all the negative connotations."
"It's okay, yeah that's the one. She never got to finish. How'd you know?" Tristan asked as he took a sip of the coffee he got.
"You're grandparents funeral last year. Although I didn't have to go to know, Hartford's high society thrives on gossip. Everyone was talking about it, half the school was there." Henry saw Tristan's confused look. "Most of us are tied to each other either through our parents or grandparents and your grandparents were popular. It's funny, I don't remember seeing you there."
"That's because I didn't go. My mom went but she didn't want me to see her get into any fights with the relatives. It's no big deal though, I didn't even know them."
Henry opened his mouth to reply but interrupted by two angry arms slamming down on the table. The two boys looked up to see a furious looking Paris Geller staring them down. She glared at Tristan.
"Paris." Henry said as nicely as possible.
"Henry." she said curtly. "You." she turned to Tristan.
"Hi, I'm Tristan..."
"Yeah, yeah, I know who you are Davenport. Listen to me, this is my school, you can't come in here with your little 4.0 GPA and expect to top me. I've got the upper hand here so don't even try." with that she stormed off.
"Who was that?" Tristan asked with a questioning look.
"Paris Geller." Henry said with a laugh. "She's the resident future valedictorian. She hates anyone who is as smart as she is. Don't worry about her."
Tristan and Henry followed her with their eyes as she walked off. They watched as she passed by the three girls from English class. Rory sneered at her and made some comment that obviously made Paris angry. Paris stopped and turned, she made an angry comment back then stormed off. Once she was out of an earshot the three girls laughed.
"The blond is Louise Grant, the brunette in the middle is Rory Hayden, and the other brunette with short hair is Madeline Lynn. Those girls are trouble, be careful of them. And, it's a well known fact that they hate Paris Geller and the feelings are reciprocated." Henry explained.
"Why do they hate each other so much?" Tristan asked unable to tear his eyes away from them.
"That's part of why they're dangerous. The four of them used to be friends, they even got Paris to let her hair down and have a boyfriend, but that was back in freshman year."
"What happened in freshman year?"
"I'm getting to that. Rory Hayden is the kind of girl who gets any man she wants, she's not a slut but she's not exactly the Virgin Mary either." Tristan smirked at that. "Halfway through freshman year Rory decides that she wants Paris' boyfriend. Paris walked in on the two making out at one of Madeline's parties. Madeline and Louise took Rory's side claiming that it was all in good fun but Paris didn't see the fun in it. They had this huge fight in the middle of the party, there was this huge display with them yelling insults at each other until finally Paris couldn't take it anymore and slapped Rory right across the cheek. They've been enemies ever since."
"Wow." was all Tristan could say.
"Yeah, those three are the resident Sirens, they pull you in with their sweet talk, have a little fun toying with you, then they crush you like a bug."
"Real vixens, huh?"
"Oh yeah." Henry laughed.
Tristan began to stare at Rory again. She was turned, laughing along in a giggling manner with the other two. It wasn't until she turned and locked eyes with him that he saw how powerful she was. Even from across the room her piercing blue eyes trapped him. They sparkled and laughed in mischief. Beautiful eyes no doubt about it, but they held far from beautiful intentions. Tristan broke the connection with much difficulty and continued his conversation with Henry.
Rory laughed.
"So innocent." she laughed.
"Who?" Louise said.
Rory nodded in the direction she was looking. "The new guy."
"Tristan Davenport." Madeline noted.
"Davenport? Isn't he the one whose mom...?"
"Yup." Rory answered Louise before she could finish. "Definitely, he looks like DuGrey. Too bad his mom didn't marry the guy, they would have had a fortune."
"Not as much as the Haydens though." Louise noted.
"Of course." Rory said snobbishly. "My mom knew his mom when they were younger."
"Did they go to school together?" Madeline asked vaguely.
"No of course not! My mom is nearly eight years older than she is!" Rory exclaimed. "No, she knew her through social functions between the families. I heard that sometimes my mom babysat her."
"Why would she do that? Isn't that considered working?" Louise asked.
"Not when you're doing it to get to know the kids hot older brother." Rory smirked.
The three laughed.
"So, he looks like a player to me." Madeline commented.
"No, too innocent, he may have the looks but he doesn't have the nerve, he's a Bible boy for sure." Rory corrected her.
"Yeah, definitely the male version of a Mary." Louise agreed.
"Bible boy it is then. But you have to admit he is definitely a hot looking piece of meat." Madeline said licking her lips.
"Maybe, but he's just another conquest." Rory said dismissively.
"So, who wants him?" Louise asked.
"I'll take him." Rory said.
"I don't think you can take him." Louise challenged.
"Oh really? And why's that?"
"Because he's a new kind of man. We only go after the shallow ones who are powerless to our charms, this one is a smarty."
"We'll see about that, he's no different." Rory said with a determined look on her face.
"Then let the chase begin." Madeline said with a clap of her hands.
"Haydens always get what they want, this is no different." Rory said under her breath. "You're mine Davenport."
AN: So? What do you think? Review please!!!
Chapter 2
Tristan sat alone at a table in the cafeteria. He sighed, thinking of all the work he had to do to catch up. It would take him years, and this was only for the classes BEFORE lunch. He still had two more after. He ran a hand through his messy blond hair. Closing his deep blue eyes he fought back the urge to pound his head into the wood of the table.
"Rough first day?"
Tristan looked up to see the owner of the voice standing in front of him.
"You could say that." Tristan laughed.
"Is this seat taken?"
"No, go ahead." Tristan answered.
"Thanks, I'm Henry Cho, I think we have a class together." he said offering Tristan his hand.
"Tristan Davenport, and yeah I think I saw you in my English class." he said shaking Henry's hand.
"Yeah, Mr. Medina."
Tristan nodded.
"So," Henry began, "Tristan, tell me about yourself."
"Um, okay well, let's see. I live in Stars Hollow but I came here to better my chances at getting into Harvard."
"Oh, another Harvard hopeful. Me too." Henry explained.
"Yeah, and my mom went here."
"Wait you're mom? I knew Davenport sounded familiar, isn't she the one who...?"
"Got pregnant by Michael DuGrey when she was sixteen?" Tristan supplied.
"Yeah, but without all the negative connotations."
"It's okay, yeah that's the one. She never got to finish. How'd you know?" Tristan asked as he took a sip of the coffee he got.
"You're grandparents funeral last year. Although I didn't have to go to know, Hartford's high society thrives on gossip. Everyone was talking about it, half the school was there." Henry saw Tristan's confused look. "Most of us are tied to each other either through our parents or grandparents and your grandparents were popular. It's funny, I don't remember seeing you there."
"That's because I didn't go. My mom went but she didn't want me to see her get into any fights with the relatives. It's no big deal though, I didn't even know them."
Henry opened his mouth to reply but interrupted by two angry arms slamming down on the table. The two boys looked up to see a furious looking Paris Geller staring them down. She glared at Tristan.
"Paris." Henry said as nicely as possible.
"Henry." she said curtly. "You." she turned to Tristan.
"Hi, I'm Tristan..."
"Yeah, yeah, I know who you are Davenport. Listen to me, this is my school, you can't come in here with your little 4.0 GPA and expect to top me. I've got the upper hand here so don't even try." with that she stormed off.
"Who was that?" Tristan asked with a questioning look.
"Paris Geller." Henry said with a laugh. "She's the resident future valedictorian. She hates anyone who is as smart as she is. Don't worry about her."
Tristan and Henry followed her with their eyes as she walked off. They watched as she passed by the three girls from English class. Rory sneered at her and made some comment that obviously made Paris angry. Paris stopped and turned, she made an angry comment back then stormed off. Once she was out of an earshot the three girls laughed.
"The blond is Louise Grant, the brunette in the middle is Rory Hayden, and the other brunette with short hair is Madeline Lynn. Those girls are trouble, be careful of them. And, it's a well known fact that they hate Paris Geller and the feelings are reciprocated." Henry explained.
"Why do they hate each other so much?" Tristan asked unable to tear his eyes away from them.
"That's part of why they're dangerous. The four of them used to be friends, they even got Paris to let her hair down and have a boyfriend, but that was back in freshman year."
"What happened in freshman year?"
"I'm getting to that. Rory Hayden is the kind of girl who gets any man she wants, she's not a slut but she's not exactly the Virgin Mary either." Tristan smirked at that. "Halfway through freshman year Rory decides that she wants Paris' boyfriend. Paris walked in on the two making out at one of Madeline's parties. Madeline and Louise took Rory's side claiming that it was all in good fun but Paris didn't see the fun in it. They had this huge fight in the middle of the party, there was this huge display with them yelling insults at each other until finally Paris couldn't take it anymore and slapped Rory right across the cheek. They've been enemies ever since."
"Wow." was all Tristan could say.
"Yeah, those three are the resident Sirens, they pull you in with their sweet talk, have a little fun toying with you, then they crush you like a bug."
"Real vixens, huh?"
"Oh yeah." Henry laughed.
Tristan began to stare at Rory again. She was turned, laughing along in a giggling manner with the other two. It wasn't until she turned and locked eyes with him that he saw how powerful she was. Even from across the room her piercing blue eyes trapped him. They sparkled and laughed in mischief. Beautiful eyes no doubt about it, but they held far from beautiful intentions. Tristan broke the connection with much difficulty and continued his conversation with Henry.
Rory laughed.
"So innocent." she laughed.
"Who?" Louise said.
Rory nodded in the direction she was looking. "The new guy."
"Tristan Davenport." Madeline noted.
"Davenport? Isn't he the one whose mom...?"
"Yup." Rory answered Louise before she could finish. "Definitely, he looks like DuGrey. Too bad his mom didn't marry the guy, they would have had a fortune."
"Not as much as the Haydens though." Louise noted.
"Of course." Rory said snobbishly. "My mom knew his mom when they were younger."
"Did they go to school together?" Madeline asked vaguely.
"No of course not! My mom is nearly eight years older than she is!" Rory exclaimed. "No, she knew her through social functions between the families. I heard that sometimes my mom babysat her."
"Why would she do that? Isn't that considered working?" Louise asked.
"Not when you're doing it to get to know the kids hot older brother." Rory smirked.
The three laughed.
"So, he looks like a player to me." Madeline commented.
"No, too innocent, he may have the looks but he doesn't have the nerve, he's a Bible boy for sure." Rory corrected her.
"Yeah, definitely the male version of a Mary." Louise agreed.
"Bible boy it is then. But you have to admit he is definitely a hot looking piece of meat." Madeline said licking her lips.
"Maybe, but he's just another conquest." Rory said dismissively.
"So, who wants him?" Louise asked.
"I'll take him." Rory said.
"I don't think you can take him." Louise challenged.
"Oh really? And why's that?"
"Because he's a new kind of man. We only go after the shallow ones who are powerless to our charms, this one is a smarty."
"We'll see about that, he's no different." Rory said with a determined look on her face.
"Then let the chase begin." Madeline said with a clap of her hands.
"Haydens always get what they want, this is no different." Rory said under her breath. "You're mine Davenport."
AN: So? What do you think? Review please!!!