AUTHOR: Renae (PureWishes)
EMAIL: SparkleAusBabe@aol.com
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere is fine, as long as you let me know that you're putting it so I can see too!!
PAIRINGS: Rory/Tristan
RATING: PG (Ratings are so difficult, arent they?)
SUMMARY: Set in an alternative universe.. no actually, it's set somewhere after Season 2 but before Rory realises she loves Jess. We'll say Jess is still in New York and Tristan returns during then. Read on :-P
"Mary. So good to see you again." Tristan said, leaning against the lockers and leering at Rory.
"Pity I dont share the same sentiments." glared Rory, slamming her locker.
"Didn't you miss me, Mary?" smirked Tristan.
"Not really, no." Rory looked up at him.
"But after all we've been through. How long's it going to take until you realise how much you love me, Mary?" Tristan said, holding a hand to his heart.
"You're delusional, Tristan," said Rory, pushing him aside and trying to walk past. Instead, Tristan jumped back in front of her, blocking her path. Rory attempted to get past again, but he persisted. Finally she simply stood still and placed her hands on her hips.
"What do you think you're doing? I need to get to class!"
"We need to talk, Rory." Tristan said, his tone was serious.
"What about?" Rory replied, impatiently.
"About the kiss," Tristan gazed into Rory's sparkling blue eyes. They mesmerised him.
"We talked about it. Ages ago. We agreed we were both upset over our break ups and we were never going to mention it again. What else is there?" Rory wanted to avoid the subject. But she had a flashback to when the two of them sat by the piano at Madeline's party and they had kissed. She bit her lip. She'd told him it had been a nice kiss, hadn't she? It was a nice kiss. A real nice kiss.
"Fine. If that's the way you feel," Tristan replied, quite hurt. He graciously moved aside to let Rory pass. Rory immediately hurried past him, not giving him another thought.
Tristan stood in the hallway, staring down the corridor for awhile.
"Why do I have to be such a jerk?" he sighed to himself. "She'll never know how I feel if I act like this."
"You better get to class, DuGrey," yelled a teacher who had come up behind him. "The bell went quite a few minutes ago!"
"Yes, ma'am," Tristan mumbled, and he picked up his things and hurried to class.
Opening the door to English Literature, he sauntered in, smiling to the teacher who was currently lecturing the students.
"Nice of you to finally join us, Mr DuGrey. Please take your seat!"
Tristan smirked to himself as he noticed that the only vacant seat happened to be located next to Rory Gilmore.
Dropping his things on the desk, he pulled out the chair and sat down. He grinned at Rory, who quickly turned her attention back to the teacher.
"I thought we went through this last year, Mr DuGrey." the teacher said to Tristan, sternly.
"What?" Tristan blinked, he had been taking no notice.
"What is so fascinating about Miss Gilmore's ear?"
Tristan slightly blushed. "I wasn't looking at her ear. I was looking at the poster just past her ear."
Conveniently, there was a poster on the wall.
"Alright Mr DuGrey, as fascinating as Miss Gilmore's ear or the poster may be, please divert your attention to me while I'm speaking."
"Yes, ma'am, will do."
Rory listened to the teacher tell Tristan off. Tristan had been staring at her? Would he never give up? She was not about to be another girl on his long list of conquests.
Tristan didn't get told off again for looking at Rory, but that didn't mean he stopped. He snuck a glance at her every now and then. He couldn't help noticing the way her brown hair shone and how it neatly framed her face. He could just imagine the smell of her sweet shampoo.. he vaguely remembered her scent from when they had shared that kiss at Madeline's party. Oh that kiss.
The bell rang and the class got up to leave.
"Just a minute class. I have to put you into pairs for this assignment. You've all read the brief, I presume."
Rory groaned. She hated working in pairs.. she worked better by herself. Well at least she couldn't be paired with Paris, who wasn't in this class.
"Tristan DuGrey, you'll be with Rory Gilmore. This will give you a chance to continue to admire her ear. Well, well," the teacher chuckled.
Rory groaned again. The teacher must have done this on purpose. Evil teacher, she thought. The teacher continued to read off the pairs, and then he finally dismissed the class.
Rory quickly left the classroom, but Tristan caught up with her.
"Rory," he said, grabbing her shoulder. His heart raced as he touched her.
Rory turned to face him. "You've remembered my name!" she exclaimed sarcastically.
"I know your name is Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, but don't you think Mary suits you better?" Tristan smirked.
Rory simply glared at him, but flattered that he knew her entire name.
"Okay okay, I promise not to fool around. When do we start work on that assignment?"
"Oh so you're actually going to help? I was expecting to do it all on my own."
"I wouldn't pass up any chance to be with you, Mary." Tristan said, subtley moving a little closer.
Rory dismissed the comment. "I don't want to work with you Tristan, it's too difficult." she said sternly.
"Why? Because you think you'll have a hard time keeping your hands off me?"
"You're so full of yourself!" Rory retorted.
"You know you want me." Tristan grinned, but then frowned when he saw her expression. "Sorry, habit," he quickly muttered.
"If you are going to work on this assignment with me, you have to promise me that you will NOT try anything and you'll quit with the smart comments. Otherwise, I have the right to deck you!"
Tristan simply smiled at her. "I'll do my best, but I can't promise anything...."
Then there was silence. Tristan simply stared at Rory, and Rory stared back. What were each of them thinking? We wonder.
"So.. whose house should we work at?" Rory broke the silence.
Tristan would love to visit Rory's house.. besides, he was sure his house would intimidate her.
"Yours. We're decorating. The place is a mess." Tristan lied.
"Okay.. Then today after school? Do you know where my house is?" Rory asked, still a little unsure about working with Tristan. Especially in her town where Dean might be lurking. She supposed she shouldn't worry about Dean, since they weren't dating anymore.
"No.. But you can show me. I'll give you a lift."
"No, I can catch the bus."
"But that's just stupid. I'm going to your place, you're going to your place. I may as well TAKE you to your place!"
He had a point. "You're right. Well, okay."
Rory thought about being alone in a car with him. Ugh.
"I'll see you after school then by the school gate?" Tristan said, as he turned to head to his next class.
"Okay."
"I'll be waiting," he called, smiling to himself. This was one small step, closer to Rory Gilmore.
Rory frowned to herself. This was one step closer to Tristan, one step she didn't want to take. No doubt he'd try something, or he'd bring up the kiss again.. he'd do something to make her life difficult!
EMAIL: SparkleAusBabe@aol.com
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere is fine, as long as you let me know that you're putting it so I can see too!!
PAIRINGS: Rory/Tristan
RATING: PG (Ratings are so difficult, arent they?)
SUMMARY: Set in an alternative universe.. no actually, it's set somewhere after Season 2 but before Rory realises she loves Jess. We'll say Jess is still in New York and Tristan returns during then. Read on :-P
"Mary. So good to see you again." Tristan said, leaning against the lockers and leering at Rory.
"Pity I dont share the same sentiments." glared Rory, slamming her locker.
"Didn't you miss me, Mary?" smirked Tristan.
"Not really, no." Rory looked up at him.
"But after all we've been through. How long's it going to take until you realise how much you love me, Mary?" Tristan said, holding a hand to his heart.
"You're delusional, Tristan," said Rory, pushing him aside and trying to walk past. Instead, Tristan jumped back in front of her, blocking her path. Rory attempted to get past again, but he persisted. Finally she simply stood still and placed her hands on her hips.
"What do you think you're doing? I need to get to class!"
"We need to talk, Rory." Tristan said, his tone was serious.
"What about?" Rory replied, impatiently.
"About the kiss," Tristan gazed into Rory's sparkling blue eyes. They mesmerised him.
"We talked about it. Ages ago. We agreed we were both upset over our break ups and we were never going to mention it again. What else is there?" Rory wanted to avoid the subject. But she had a flashback to when the two of them sat by the piano at Madeline's party and they had kissed. She bit her lip. She'd told him it had been a nice kiss, hadn't she? It was a nice kiss. A real nice kiss.
"Fine. If that's the way you feel," Tristan replied, quite hurt. He graciously moved aside to let Rory pass. Rory immediately hurried past him, not giving him another thought.
Tristan stood in the hallway, staring down the corridor for awhile.
"Why do I have to be such a jerk?" he sighed to himself. "She'll never know how I feel if I act like this."
"You better get to class, DuGrey," yelled a teacher who had come up behind him. "The bell went quite a few minutes ago!"
"Yes, ma'am," Tristan mumbled, and he picked up his things and hurried to class.
Opening the door to English Literature, he sauntered in, smiling to the teacher who was currently lecturing the students.
"Nice of you to finally join us, Mr DuGrey. Please take your seat!"
Tristan smirked to himself as he noticed that the only vacant seat happened to be located next to Rory Gilmore.
Dropping his things on the desk, he pulled out the chair and sat down. He grinned at Rory, who quickly turned her attention back to the teacher.
"I thought we went through this last year, Mr DuGrey." the teacher said to Tristan, sternly.
"What?" Tristan blinked, he had been taking no notice.
"What is so fascinating about Miss Gilmore's ear?"
Tristan slightly blushed. "I wasn't looking at her ear. I was looking at the poster just past her ear."
Conveniently, there was a poster on the wall.
"Alright Mr DuGrey, as fascinating as Miss Gilmore's ear or the poster may be, please divert your attention to me while I'm speaking."
"Yes, ma'am, will do."
Rory listened to the teacher tell Tristan off. Tristan had been staring at her? Would he never give up? She was not about to be another girl on his long list of conquests.
Tristan didn't get told off again for looking at Rory, but that didn't mean he stopped. He snuck a glance at her every now and then. He couldn't help noticing the way her brown hair shone and how it neatly framed her face. He could just imagine the smell of her sweet shampoo.. he vaguely remembered her scent from when they had shared that kiss at Madeline's party. Oh that kiss.
The bell rang and the class got up to leave.
"Just a minute class. I have to put you into pairs for this assignment. You've all read the brief, I presume."
Rory groaned. She hated working in pairs.. she worked better by herself. Well at least she couldn't be paired with Paris, who wasn't in this class.
"Tristan DuGrey, you'll be with Rory Gilmore. This will give you a chance to continue to admire her ear. Well, well," the teacher chuckled.
Rory groaned again. The teacher must have done this on purpose. Evil teacher, she thought. The teacher continued to read off the pairs, and then he finally dismissed the class.
Rory quickly left the classroom, but Tristan caught up with her.
"Rory," he said, grabbing her shoulder. His heart raced as he touched her.
Rory turned to face him. "You've remembered my name!" she exclaimed sarcastically.
"I know your name is Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, but don't you think Mary suits you better?" Tristan smirked.
Rory simply glared at him, but flattered that he knew her entire name.
"Okay okay, I promise not to fool around. When do we start work on that assignment?"
"Oh so you're actually going to help? I was expecting to do it all on my own."
"I wouldn't pass up any chance to be with you, Mary." Tristan said, subtley moving a little closer.
Rory dismissed the comment. "I don't want to work with you Tristan, it's too difficult." she said sternly.
"Why? Because you think you'll have a hard time keeping your hands off me?"
"You're so full of yourself!" Rory retorted.
"You know you want me." Tristan grinned, but then frowned when he saw her expression. "Sorry, habit," he quickly muttered.
"If you are going to work on this assignment with me, you have to promise me that you will NOT try anything and you'll quit with the smart comments. Otherwise, I have the right to deck you!"
Tristan simply smiled at her. "I'll do my best, but I can't promise anything...."
Then there was silence. Tristan simply stared at Rory, and Rory stared back. What were each of them thinking? We wonder.
"So.. whose house should we work at?" Rory broke the silence.
Tristan would love to visit Rory's house.. besides, he was sure his house would intimidate her.
"Yours. We're decorating. The place is a mess." Tristan lied.
"Okay.. Then today after school? Do you know where my house is?" Rory asked, still a little unsure about working with Tristan. Especially in her town where Dean might be lurking. She supposed she shouldn't worry about Dean, since they weren't dating anymore.
"No.. But you can show me. I'll give you a lift."
"No, I can catch the bus."
"But that's just stupid. I'm going to your place, you're going to your place. I may as well TAKE you to your place!"
He had a point. "You're right. Well, okay."
Rory thought about being alone in a car with him. Ugh.
"I'll see you after school then by the school gate?" Tristan said, as he turned to head to his next class.
"Okay."
"I'll be waiting," he called, smiling to himself. This was one small step, closer to Rory Gilmore.
Rory frowned to herself. This was one step closer to Tristan, one step she didn't want to take. No doubt he'd try something, or he'd bring up the kiss again.. he'd do something to make her life difficult!