Chapter 8 "Another Bad One"
Rory was walking through town, she was supposed to meet Lorelai in 2 minutes at Luke's. When she sat down, Lorelai was already there(with a huge cup of coffee in her hand).
"Hey, mini me!"
"Hey, mom!" She smiled.
"So, babe, I was thinking." She made a pause to sigh. "Maybe you should make friends with Jess again?"
"That was really hard for you, wasn't it?" Rory smiled.
"Yeah, well, you know me."
"That, I do."
"So, what's the verdict?"
"I'll try, another day."
"Fine by me!" Lorelai smiled broadly.
"I should go to school, now, mom."
"Kay, bye offspring!"
"Bye, coffee queen" She shouted on her way out of there.
After school, Rory walked up to Tristan, who was standing by his locker.
"Hi, my dear, good and very, very, very reliable friend!" She smiled.
"What do you need, want or feel like, Mary?" He smirked.
"Oh, so we're back on the 'Mary stage' ?"
"Well, it fits you again."
She rolled her eyes. "I'll take that as a compliment, thank you!"
"You should." He smiled at her. "Now what did you want?"
"What could you possibly mean by that?"
"Please, Rory, you were sucking up to me, I want to know why."
"Okay, I need." She inched closer to him and moved her lips inches away from his ear and said, ".COFFEE!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He was a little tensed up by the closeness, but, quickly got rid of it. "Let's go, my dear."
Rory and Tristan were sitting at starbucks, each sipping on a lovely cup of hot java.
"This is heaven." Rory stated with a dreamy look on her face, while inhaling the coffee scent.
"You know, it really is." Tristan agreed.
They just sat there drinking, once and awhile, talking. Surprisingly, to them both, they, actually, felt so much more comfortable, just sitting there in each others presence. Suddenly, Rory checked her watch.
"Shit!" She started, hurriedly, packing all of her stuff, up.
"What? What is it?" Tristin asked, while helping her to pack up.
"I'm late, I was supposed to be at grandma's at seven."
"It's past seven?!" He asked in terror.
"Yeah, it's 7:30!"
"God, dad's going to kill me. Damn!" He started to walk out of there. "Come on, Rory, hurry!"
They got in the car. "So, Tristan, why are you in a hurry?"
"My dad had me fixed up on a stupid date at 6:30."
"Oh." She said, suddenly getting a weird feeling about Tristan dating someone. She ignored the feeling. "Well, I've got Friday night dinner at my grandparents."
"I'll drop you of there, then?"
"Yeah, thanks." She said, still feeling weird.
There was a long silence, Tristan broke it. "So, here we are."
"Yeah, thanks for the coffee and the company."
"Yes, you to." He smiled.
"Good luck on your date."
"Thanks, bye."
"Bye, Tristan."
Rory walked up to the door. The new maid answered it, Mina or Sarah or whatever her name was. She greeted Rory politely and showed her in to the dining room. Rory awkwardly walked in there.
"Rory, dear, where on earth have you been?" Emily said.
"Yeah, babe, we got worried." Lorelai added sarcastically. "Cause, I mean, you were like, 28 minutes late and god forbid that would ever hap-"
Rory interrupted her, "I'm sorry, Grandma. Tristan took me out for coffee and we forgot about time."
"Tristan, who is Tristan?"
"He's just this guy at my school, grandma." She said.
"What's his full name?"
"Mom, why would you want to know his-" Lorelai tried, but her daughter interrupted her, once again.
"Tristan DuGrey, grandma."
"Oh, well, well. The criminal boy." Emily said, snobbish. "Didn't he get sent away to military school?"
"Yes he did, actually." Rory said, sounding defeated.
"Didn't he brake into a safe, Mr Bowman's safe, to be exact?"
"Yes he did."
"I forbid you to see him."
"WHAT?" Lorelai and Rory shouted in unison.
"You will not make friends with a felon, Rory. You can't." She said, determined.
"I can to!" Rory said, sounding awfully upset.
"You will not! I will not have you become some thief."
"He is not a thief!" Rory shouted.
"Oh, he is."
"I'm going, now. See you at home, mom." Rory said, still sounding mad.
Lorelai just stood there, "I can't believe, this actually surprised me. This is so typical of you, mom!"
"Oh, be quiet, Lorelai." Emily said.
Rory walked up to a huge mansion. She took a deep breath, and knocked. A butler in his mid fifties answered the door.
"May I help you, miss?"
Rory's eyes were full of tears, "Yes, um, is Tristan in, please?"
"Yes, I believe, he just got back, who is wondering."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Rory Gilmore."
"I will go tell mr. DuGrey."
"Thank you."
Rory was walking through town, she was supposed to meet Lorelai in 2 minutes at Luke's. When she sat down, Lorelai was already there(with a huge cup of coffee in her hand).
"Hey, mini me!"
"Hey, mom!" She smiled.
"So, babe, I was thinking." She made a pause to sigh. "Maybe you should make friends with Jess again?"
"That was really hard for you, wasn't it?" Rory smiled.
"Yeah, well, you know me."
"That, I do."
"So, what's the verdict?"
"I'll try, another day."
"Fine by me!" Lorelai smiled broadly.
"I should go to school, now, mom."
"Kay, bye offspring!"
"Bye, coffee queen" She shouted on her way out of there.
After school, Rory walked up to Tristan, who was standing by his locker.
"Hi, my dear, good and very, very, very reliable friend!" She smiled.
"What do you need, want or feel like, Mary?" He smirked.
"Oh, so we're back on the 'Mary stage' ?"
"Well, it fits you again."
She rolled her eyes. "I'll take that as a compliment, thank you!"
"You should." He smiled at her. "Now what did you want?"
"What could you possibly mean by that?"
"Please, Rory, you were sucking up to me, I want to know why."
"Okay, I need." She inched closer to him and moved her lips inches away from his ear and said, ".COFFEE!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He was a little tensed up by the closeness, but, quickly got rid of it. "Let's go, my dear."
Rory and Tristan were sitting at starbucks, each sipping on a lovely cup of hot java.
"This is heaven." Rory stated with a dreamy look on her face, while inhaling the coffee scent.
"You know, it really is." Tristan agreed.
They just sat there drinking, once and awhile, talking. Surprisingly, to them both, they, actually, felt so much more comfortable, just sitting there in each others presence. Suddenly, Rory checked her watch.
"Shit!" She started, hurriedly, packing all of her stuff, up.
"What? What is it?" Tristin asked, while helping her to pack up.
"I'm late, I was supposed to be at grandma's at seven."
"It's past seven?!" He asked in terror.
"Yeah, it's 7:30!"
"God, dad's going to kill me. Damn!" He started to walk out of there. "Come on, Rory, hurry!"
They got in the car. "So, Tristan, why are you in a hurry?"
"My dad had me fixed up on a stupid date at 6:30."
"Oh." She said, suddenly getting a weird feeling about Tristan dating someone. She ignored the feeling. "Well, I've got Friday night dinner at my grandparents."
"I'll drop you of there, then?"
"Yeah, thanks." She said, still feeling weird.
There was a long silence, Tristan broke it. "So, here we are."
"Yeah, thanks for the coffee and the company."
"Yes, you to." He smiled.
"Good luck on your date."
"Thanks, bye."
"Bye, Tristan."
Rory walked up to the door. The new maid answered it, Mina or Sarah or whatever her name was. She greeted Rory politely and showed her in to the dining room. Rory awkwardly walked in there.
"Rory, dear, where on earth have you been?" Emily said.
"Yeah, babe, we got worried." Lorelai added sarcastically. "Cause, I mean, you were like, 28 minutes late and god forbid that would ever hap-"
Rory interrupted her, "I'm sorry, Grandma. Tristan took me out for coffee and we forgot about time."
"Tristan, who is Tristan?"
"He's just this guy at my school, grandma." She said.
"What's his full name?"
"Mom, why would you want to know his-" Lorelai tried, but her daughter interrupted her, once again.
"Tristan DuGrey, grandma."
"Oh, well, well. The criminal boy." Emily said, snobbish. "Didn't he get sent away to military school?"
"Yes he did, actually." Rory said, sounding defeated.
"Didn't he brake into a safe, Mr Bowman's safe, to be exact?"
"Yes he did."
"I forbid you to see him."
"WHAT?" Lorelai and Rory shouted in unison.
"You will not make friends with a felon, Rory. You can't." She said, determined.
"I can to!" Rory said, sounding awfully upset.
"You will not! I will not have you become some thief."
"He is not a thief!" Rory shouted.
"Oh, he is."
"I'm going, now. See you at home, mom." Rory said, still sounding mad.
Lorelai just stood there, "I can't believe, this actually surprised me. This is so typical of you, mom!"
"Oh, be quiet, Lorelai." Emily said.
Rory walked up to a huge mansion. She took a deep breath, and knocked. A butler in his mid fifties answered the door.
"May I help you, miss?"
Rory's eyes were full of tears, "Yes, um, is Tristan in, please?"
"Yes, I believe, he just got back, who is wondering."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Rory Gilmore."
"I will go tell mr. DuGrey."
"Thank you."