*A/N: Hi guys! I'm still alive...sorry for the long update. Few weeks ago I had exams and after that I had my semestral break and went out of town with my family. I just got back last Friday and I took my time to continue this story but however I had a lot of writer's block with this one and had a hard time coming up with ideas. Anyway here you go and tell me what you think. Thanks for the previous reviews and sorry if I left you guys hanging for a long time (",)*
"Excuse me?" the waitress said
Paris examined the girl's appearance and agreed that she looks like Rory except for the hair, which is lot shorter and down on her neck is a visible scar and Paris' eyes flew down to the waitress nametag. Faith.
"I'm sorry Faith, I think my friend here mistook you as someone," Paris apologized, giving a small smile
"oh, it's alright," Faith, the waitress, said and looked at Tristan before she left their table
Paris turned to Tristan whose face was washed with sadness, Paris shrugged
"by the way did you see the way she looked at you before she left?" Paris said, trying to cheer him up
"I…" Tristan frowned and shrugged
"awww T…you miss her that much?"
Tristan sadly nodded his head, "very much Paris, you have no idea. And until now I still don't want to believe that she is truly gone…"
"Tristan…"
"no Paris, I feel like she is somewhere out there, that's how I feel and when I saw that waitress…she looks like her and I thought it was truly her…I thought that my search would be over but no it's not yet over…I still feel she's around Paris…"
"Tristan," Paris placed her hand on his arm, "Rory is gone, you have to let go. She is not around anymore…you have to believe that," she said, worried that Tristan might have gone crazy
"no Paris…I won't," he shook his head
Paris sighed and looked at the waitress who is serving other costumers and turned back to Tristan
"if Rory is still alive today, do you think she would be able to make it?" Paris asked him, Tristan looked at her for seconds before looking away
"but still," he said.
"Hey Tris, I'll be right back," Paris excused herself, Tristan slightly nodded his head without looking up and Paris left the table heading for the comfort room. A few minutes later, she exited the comfort room and decided to go out for some fresh air when she sees Tristan is in deep in thoughts.
"hmmm…" Paris inhaled the air and let out a sigh
"enjoying the air?" a voice said
Paris swirled around and saw Faith standing few feet away from her
"oh hey, the air here is cool and nice, a little different from where I came from," Paris said
"ah cool, so I take it that you're not from Bridgeport?" Faith asked
"nope, I'm from Hartford, been there ever since except this year, I was in Massachusetts for college,"
"Massachusetts? Are you attending at the University of Massachusetts or Harvard?"
"Harvard,"
"nice," Faith smiled, which Paris smiled back but it didn't last long because the way Faith smile reminds her the way Rory smiles
"something wrong?" Faith frowned
"huh? Uh no…it's just that you remind me of someone…" Paris sighed
Faith tilted her head, "Rory?" she guessed
"yeah that would be her…that's what my friend said when he saw you right?"
Faith nodded, "who is she by the way? Your friend?"
Paris nodded her head sadly, "yeah…"
"oh…where is she then?"
"well…I hope she's up there," Paris said, pointing up at the sky
"oh, I'm sorry about that," Faith said sadly
Paris nodded, "yeah…we miss her terribly and by the way I better get back in, Tristan might be wondering why I am taking so long,"
Tristan? Faith frowned when she heard that name
"something wrong?" it was Paris' turn to ask that question
"huh? Uh it was nothing, and by the way what's your name?" she asked
"Paris, it was nice talking to you Faith, I hope I'll see you again," she said before going
"yes, you too…" Faith trailed off. Paris? Paris and Tristan? Faith got confused that she got a headache and needed to sit down.
"What took you so long?" Tristan asked when Paris returned
"sorry, I went to the comfort room and then I stepped out for some fresh air and while I was out there, I was talking to Faith," Paris said
Tristan shrugged and leaned back
"you know what Tristan, we better get going, it's going take 3 more hours to get home," Paris suggested
"alright, just let me go to the comfort room," Tristan said, getting up and Paris nodded
Tristan looked for the comfort room and the waitress pointed him where, Tristan kindly thanked her and when he reached at the corner, he accidentally bumped into someone causing the person to fall backward
Tristan immediately caught her before she fell and helped her steady on her feet
"sorry about that, are you alright?" he said apologetically
"yeah, it's alright," she said and shortly Tristan realized that the girl he bumped into is Faith.
"oh please, stop staring at me like that…" Faith mumbled when Tristan has been staring at her for few more seconds
"sorry…" Tristan whispered and passed by her to go the comfort room and Faith let out a sigh. She was feeling confused and she didn't know why.
"Rob! Are you here?" Faith called out as she arrived home
"in the kitchen!" he called back and Faith went to the kitchen
"hey Faith, how was your work?" Rob greeted her with a smile
Faith sighed, "it went fine, a little adjustment could do," she said
Rob nodded his head, "and by the way I have a friend who would be coming over for a visit in awhile. I have not seen him for 4 years and I want you to meet him," Rob said
"ah cool, where did you meet him?" she asked
"in the neighborhood back in New York, we were both 10 and bad kids," Rob grinned
Faith shook her head, "you guys are troubles,"
Rob laughed, "at least that has changed with me,"
Brrrinnnggg
"oh, that must be him," Rob said and went to the door, Faith followed him.
"hey man! Long time no see! How is it going buddy?" Rob greeted
Faith examined the guy at the door. Messy long brown hair, brown eyes and around 5'8
"Faith, I would like you to meet my friend Jess Mariano," Rob introduced
Faith frowned, "Jess Mariano?"