Chapter 10- Thrilled For The Trip
Hey guys here is the new chapter! I hope that you really enjoy it! Anyways there are some things you need to know about location etc. First of all yes Madaket is a real place in Nantucket, so is Sconset, Tennessee Ave. is actually in Madaket, I have stayed on it for 14 years of my life. The house that I am describing is really house that is on Tennessee Ave. for those of you that know Tennessee Ave. which I think is probably none of you, it is the house against Hither Creek, second from the place where boats go out, where the ducks are. I know that isn't extremely helpful but whatever. By the way it's not the house I stay in on Tennessee Ave. Also Hyannis is a real place and it is the place where most people catch the ferry to go to the wonderful island of Nantucket! So now that I have officially bored you I am going to thank you for the fabulous reviews and say I hope you keep reviewing, now ON WITH THE SHOW (hehe it's now like my trademark!)!
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Rory and Tristan had not been able to see each other over the last three days. Rory had called Tristan almost immediately after she had gotten back from dinner at Luke's with her mom and Lane, and told him that she could come up to Nantucket with him. A whole month with Tristan, not leaving him at all, she couldn't think of anything better to do. Tristan had been ecstatic when he had heard that Rory was coming up to Nantucket with him. They were going to have the time of their lives up there and both of them knew it. Tristan was going to go down to Stars Hollow the next day early in the morning to pick Rory up so that they could be on time for their 4 pm ferry at Hyannis. But even though it was midnight and he was going to see her in seven hours he still felt the extreme urge to call her so he did just that.
The phone rung quite a few times as Rory's clothes flew through the air as she tried to find the phone.
---Rory/Tristan Intercut---
Breathlessly Rory answered the phone, "I'm packing what do you want?"
"You know you never answer the phone normally."
Rory's face broke out into a grin and she resumed looking through all of her clothes trying to figure out exactly what she had to pack, "Someone dove straight into the point."
"It's what I'm best at. So you're packing?"
"Yes, I don't own any clothes."
"Good then you won't have to bring any. I like it better that way."
Rory scowled into the phone, which Tristan of course knew she was doing. "It was hypothetical, I have clothes I just can't choose which ones to bring."
"Why don't we go back to the original plan and you bring none?"
"How bout we don't."
"Have it your way."
"I will. Ahh it is impossible to pack, what insane person decided that you needed to go anywhere. Why did you invite me to come to Nantucket?!?!" Rory said angrily.
Tristan was taken aback, he thought she was kidding but he couldn't be quite sure, "Well if you want me too I can un-invite you."
"You wouldn't."
Tristan smiled, she had been joking, "You know me too well Mary. So what exactly are you packing right now?"
"Nothing, nothing seems to work."
"And you're leaving in seven hours!"
"I know!"
"How bout this, why don't I come over at six or so and I'll help you pack then."
"You would do that?"
"Sure," Tristan said of course he would do it, he would love doing it but he wouldn't like waking up quite so early.
"I love you, you know that?"
"So you've told me. I love you too, now go get some sleep so that when I come at the ungodly hour of six you will be up."
"Night."
"Night."
---End Intercut---
Rory quickly changed into her pajama, she brushed her hair and put it up into a ponytail and then got into bed with all of her clothes scattered on the floor around her. That night she had dreams, which of course circled around Tristan in Nantucket.
Tristan sighed and went to bed trying to fall asleep. But to no avail, no matter how hard he tried his mind just wouldn't drift off into a comfortable sleep. He kept thinking about Rory about what had happened three days ago. He wanted her so badly and she of course had no idea, but at the moment he couldn't do anything about it besides be happy with the fact that he knew she wanted him too. He lay awake happily thinking about Rory but at the same time frustrated with himself for not falling asleep for two hours, then finally he drifted off into a sleep filled with dreams.
The next morning Tristan's alarm rang at five am. He groaned and hit the alarm several times, then he practically zombie walked into the bathroom, he shaved, washed his face, got dressed, the usual. Then at five-thirty he took off towards Stars Hollow.
At five-thirty Rory woke up. She looked at the mess around her not knowing how Tristan was going to help her because well frankly she had no idea of whether he had any knowledge or not in this type of stuff. But she would give it a shot. She slowly got out of bed mumbling to herself how much she hated the mornings (AN every morning I wake up and the first thing I say is I hate the mornings so I had to fit this in somehow), she showered, got dressed, put a tiny bit of eyeliner and lip gloss on and was ready at six- fifty-five. Ten minutes later the doorbell rang. She opened the door slowly considering how early in the morning it was and she didn't have any strength. On the other side of the door was Tristan who as soon as he saw her engulfed her with a heated kiss.
"Morning," he said softly as he broke the kiss. Then he started to walk off towards her bedroom, holding her hand and pulling her along behind him.
"Morning," said Rory softly allowing herself to be pulled.
When they got to Rory's room, Tristan stared in awe.
"How do you have so many clothes?" he asked still shocked by the piles and piles of clothes that littered Rory's floor.
"I live with my mother."
"So we have to get started don't we?" he asked now scared about the task at hand.
"Looks like it but come on its not that scary and I can't do it alone."
"Okay."
They started rummaging through Rory's clothing, throwing each other pieces of clothing occasionally to be added to the now growing suitcase(s). Tristan had never seen Rory in half of these clothes and it was very interesting to see what her wardrobe consisted of, some things even surprised him. One shirt that he saw was simple just so un-Rory like, it was a skintight black shirt that had an extremely low cut neckline that also would show a bit of her midriff. He couldn't resist that top so he tossed it to her and was surprised to find that Rory didn't even make a face, she just tossed it right in to the suitcase. He was surprised with many other articles of clothing that he gave to her, a short white skirt that he knew would barely cover her ass, a bikini, which had a picture of the ocean on it. Both of these he tossed to her and she didn't disregard any of them, instead she added them to the heaping suitcases. By the time they were done which was at six forty-five the suitcase had grown to huge proportions. After trying hard for five minutes they were finally able to get it closed.
"You surprise me Mary."
"How so?" asked Rory who was curious.
"Some of those clothes were so un-Mary like."
"They are Rory-like you just never see them on me, and I noticed that most of the clothes you tossed me were what is supposedly un-Mary like."
Tristan grinned sheepishly knowing that it was true.
"Well we have to get going don't we?" asked Rory.
"Yeah."
"Okay let me just go wake my mom up."
Rory ran upstairs to go wake up Loralei, so Tristan decided to go put Rory's incredibly heavy suitcase into the trunk.
Rory walked into her mother's room and shook Loralei.
"What are you doing?" asked Loralei whose eyes were half open.
"I'm going to Nantucket."
Loralei bolted up and said, "That's right, oh sweetie I'm so sorry I should have gotten up."
"It's okay."
"No it's not, I'm not going to see you for a month."
"You'll be fine, you have Luke and Sookie."
Loralei pouted.
"I have to go now mom though," Rory said before hugging her mom tightly and kissing her on the cheek.
Loralei kissed Rory's cheek also and said, "Do the right thing mini-me, do what you want to do."
Rory nodded and walked out of the door of her mom's room as Loralei drifted back to sleep. As she walked down the stairs she realized that most moms wouldn't tell their daughters to do that, that her mom really was special and truly one of a kind. Tristan was waiting for her sitting on the couch at the bottom of the stairs. He stood up when he saw her coming down and twirled her around in his arms before planting a firm kiss on her lips.
"Ready to go your majesty?" he asked cunningly.
Rory smirked, the Tristan smirk, but it wasn't one that blocked him off it was just one that was imitating him when he wasn't truly himself, "Let me just go get my bag."
Rory went into her room and grabbed her bag, a pair of sunglasses, then she quickly reapplied some lip gloss before tossing it back into her bag, she looked around her room, she had everything she need, books, clothes, makeup, bikinis, shoes, the works. She walked out of the door to the car where Tristan was waiting and slid into the passenger seat.
"Ready to go?" she asked now thrilled and extremely excited for the trip.
"Defiantly," he said. Rory leaned over and kissed him before they drove out of the driveway and hit the road towards Hyannis.
Six hours later, after a car ride full of laughter they arrived at Hyannis.
Rory stepped out of the car and said, "Wow that was a long car ride!"
"We still have the ferry," Tristan reminded her.
"How long till it gets here?"
"About fifteen minutes."
"I'll be back in five," Rory said kissing him sweetly before running off towards the ladies room.
Tristan leaned back against his black Audi (AN you know the really cute small ones, I'm in love with those!) waiting for Rory to return. And of course five minutes later she came back.
A person who worked there came over to them and said, "Do you want to board early?"
Tristan looked at Rory who nodded and said, "Sure."
They both got back into the car and drove onto the ferry.
Once on the ferry they immediately took seats on the top level and once the ferry started moving they watched Hyannis and 'the main land' disappear. The whole ferry ride they talked and kissed, while older people watched them commenting to each other how in love that young couple looked. An hour and fifteen minutes after they got on the ferry they arrived at Nantucket.
"Where are we staying?" asked Rory.
"In Madaket, well actually only you and I are staying in Madaket," said Tristan.
Rory looked at him puzzled.
"My parents own a huge house out in Sconset but I convinced them that I liked Madaket more so they decided to rent a house out there for me. It'll just be you and me, no servants or anything," Tristan said.
Rory smiled and asked, "How is it out there?"
"That's the nicest part of the island, it's quiet and serene. We're staying on Tennessee Ave. in a house that's on the creek. It's only about an 1/8 of a mile away from the beach so you can still hear the ocean at night and well it's beautiful out there. You can see the best sunsets over Hither Creek (AN its in Madaket)."
"Sounds beautiful."
"It is Mary."
"Are your parents gong to be in Sconset?"
"No, they have the house there but they aren't there. There aren't many people our age out here that are well people you want to get to know. I know a few guys and they're alright, you'll probably meet them."
"Sure," Rory said.
They continued talking and five minutes later they drove onto Tennessee Ave. Tristan drove the car into a driveway, the house had tall green bushes in front of it, not allowing you to see it that well, but once they pulled into the driveway you could see it. The house was a medium size and was shingled like all of the houses on Nantucket are, it had big glass windows that overlooked the creek and was absolutely adorable with hydrangeas and other flowers outside. There was a hammock between two trees and a tiny dock.
"So what do you think?" Tristan asked as they got of the car.
"It's adorable."
"Yeah I like it too, you want to go in?"
"Definitely."
When they got in Rory grew even fonder of the house, it was cozy and warm. She explored the house and soon found that it had two bedrooms, both with queen beds, a kitchen, a living room, three bathrooms and some other various rooms (studies and such). Rory walked up to Tristan and kissed him hard and forcefully, as a thank you for everything. He kissed her back. Twenty minutes later they pulled apart.
"We have to go to dinner Mary."
"Okay let me just go get ready."
Tristan had brought in the bags already and had given Rory one of the two identical bedrooms that were located right next to each other. Rory slipped on a black skirt that almost came down to her knees, she put on a floral silky top that fit beautifully and a pair of black flip-flops. Then she added a little blush and put some light eye shadow on. She added a swab of lip-gloss and let her hair hang down. Lastly she put on a little necklace that was simply a black cord with a turquoise bead handing down from it, she spritzed on some perfume and grabbed her bag. Then she stepped out into the hall after having only taken ten minutes.
Tristan was waiting for her down stairs and as soon as he saw her he felt a knot in his throat, "You look beautiful," he managed to gasp out.
"You don't look to bad yourself," said Rory playing with his collar. They kissed quickly and then drove off towards the restaurant.
After a fabulous dinner at a small little restaurant with magnificent deserts they came home and both immediately collapsed on Rory's bed. They made out a bit and talked. Then Tristan glanced over at the clock, which read one-thirty three AM.
He stopped kissing Rory and said, "Mmm it's late, lets continue in the morning."
They had both changed into their pajamas, Rory in a pair of plaid pajama pants and a tight tank top and Tristan in a pair of boxers and wife beater.
"Stay," Rory pleaded.
Tristan looked at her and quickly kissed her, then he leaned over and turned out the light as they both got down underneath the covers. They fell asleep next to each other holding hands, both having wonderful dreams consisting of the other.
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I know they fell asleep, so sue me! But I love having people fall asleep especially together! I'm sorry I can't help it! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! The next one will be out as soon as possible! REVIEW PLEASE it encourages me! But if you don't then that's okay I just really appreciate it when you review!
Love, Peace, and Chicken Grease
-Anna
Hey guys here is the new chapter! I hope that you really enjoy it! Anyways there are some things you need to know about location etc. First of all yes Madaket is a real place in Nantucket, so is Sconset, Tennessee Ave. is actually in Madaket, I have stayed on it for 14 years of my life. The house that I am describing is really house that is on Tennessee Ave. for those of you that know Tennessee Ave. which I think is probably none of you, it is the house against Hither Creek, second from the place where boats go out, where the ducks are. I know that isn't extremely helpful but whatever. By the way it's not the house I stay in on Tennessee Ave. Also Hyannis is a real place and it is the place where most people catch the ferry to go to the wonderful island of Nantucket! So now that I have officially bored you I am going to thank you for the fabulous reviews and say I hope you keep reviewing, now ON WITH THE SHOW (hehe it's now like my trademark!)!
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Rory and Tristan had not been able to see each other over the last three days. Rory had called Tristan almost immediately after she had gotten back from dinner at Luke's with her mom and Lane, and told him that she could come up to Nantucket with him. A whole month with Tristan, not leaving him at all, she couldn't think of anything better to do. Tristan had been ecstatic when he had heard that Rory was coming up to Nantucket with him. They were going to have the time of their lives up there and both of them knew it. Tristan was going to go down to Stars Hollow the next day early in the morning to pick Rory up so that they could be on time for their 4 pm ferry at Hyannis. But even though it was midnight and he was going to see her in seven hours he still felt the extreme urge to call her so he did just that.
The phone rung quite a few times as Rory's clothes flew through the air as she tried to find the phone.
---Rory/Tristan Intercut---
Breathlessly Rory answered the phone, "I'm packing what do you want?"
"You know you never answer the phone normally."
Rory's face broke out into a grin and she resumed looking through all of her clothes trying to figure out exactly what she had to pack, "Someone dove straight into the point."
"It's what I'm best at. So you're packing?"
"Yes, I don't own any clothes."
"Good then you won't have to bring any. I like it better that way."
Rory scowled into the phone, which Tristan of course knew she was doing. "It was hypothetical, I have clothes I just can't choose which ones to bring."
"Why don't we go back to the original plan and you bring none?"
"How bout we don't."
"Have it your way."
"I will. Ahh it is impossible to pack, what insane person decided that you needed to go anywhere. Why did you invite me to come to Nantucket?!?!" Rory said angrily.
Tristan was taken aback, he thought she was kidding but he couldn't be quite sure, "Well if you want me too I can un-invite you."
"You wouldn't."
Tristan smiled, she had been joking, "You know me too well Mary. So what exactly are you packing right now?"
"Nothing, nothing seems to work."
"And you're leaving in seven hours!"
"I know!"
"How bout this, why don't I come over at six or so and I'll help you pack then."
"You would do that?"
"Sure," Tristan said of course he would do it, he would love doing it but he wouldn't like waking up quite so early.
"I love you, you know that?"
"So you've told me. I love you too, now go get some sleep so that when I come at the ungodly hour of six you will be up."
"Night."
"Night."
---End Intercut---
Rory quickly changed into her pajama, she brushed her hair and put it up into a ponytail and then got into bed with all of her clothes scattered on the floor around her. That night she had dreams, which of course circled around Tristan in Nantucket.
Tristan sighed and went to bed trying to fall asleep. But to no avail, no matter how hard he tried his mind just wouldn't drift off into a comfortable sleep. He kept thinking about Rory about what had happened three days ago. He wanted her so badly and she of course had no idea, but at the moment he couldn't do anything about it besides be happy with the fact that he knew she wanted him too. He lay awake happily thinking about Rory but at the same time frustrated with himself for not falling asleep for two hours, then finally he drifted off into a sleep filled with dreams.
The next morning Tristan's alarm rang at five am. He groaned and hit the alarm several times, then he practically zombie walked into the bathroom, he shaved, washed his face, got dressed, the usual. Then at five-thirty he took off towards Stars Hollow.
At five-thirty Rory woke up. She looked at the mess around her not knowing how Tristan was going to help her because well frankly she had no idea of whether he had any knowledge or not in this type of stuff. But she would give it a shot. She slowly got out of bed mumbling to herself how much she hated the mornings (AN every morning I wake up and the first thing I say is I hate the mornings so I had to fit this in somehow), she showered, got dressed, put a tiny bit of eyeliner and lip gloss on and was ready at six- fifty-five. Ten minutes later the doorbell rang. She opened the door slowly considering how early in the morning it was and she didn't have any strength. On the other side of the door was Tristan who as soon as he saw her engulfed her with a heated kiss.
"Morning," he said softly as he broke the kiss. Then he started to walk off towards her bedroom, holding her hand and pulling her along behind him.
"Morning," said Rory softly allowing herself to be pulled.
When they got to Rory's room, Tristan stared in awe.
"How do you have so many clothes?" he asked still shocked by the piles and piles of clothes that littered Rory's floor.
"I live with my mother."
"So we have to get started don't we?" he asked now scared about the task at hand.
"Looks like it but come on its not that scary and I can't do it alone."
"Okay."
They started rummaging through Rory's clothing, throwing each other pieces of clothing occasionally to be added to the now growing suitcase(s). Tristan had never seen Rory in half of these clothes and it was very interesting to see what her wardrobe consisted of, some things even surprised him. One shirt that he saw was simple just so un-Rory like, it was a skintight black shirt that had an extremely low cut neckline that also would show a bit of her midriff. He couldn't resist that top so he tossed it to her and was surprised to find that Rory didn't even make a face, she just tossed it right in to the suitcase. He was surprised with many other articles of clothing that he gave to her, a short white skirt that he knew would barely cover her ass, a bikini, which had a picture of the ocean on it. Both of these he tossed to her and she didn't disregard any of them, instead she added them to the heaping suitcases. By the time they were done which was at six forty-five the suitcase had grown to huge proportions. After trying hard for five minutes they were finally able to get it closed.
"You surprise me Mary."
"How so?" asked Rory who was curious.
"Some of those clothes were so un-Mary like."
"They are Rory-like you just never see them on me, and I noticed that most of the clothes you tossed me were what is supposedly un-Mary like."
Tristan grinned sheepishly knowing that it was true.
"Well we have to get going don't we?" asked Rory.
"Yeah."
"Okay let me just go wake my mom up."
Rory ran upstairs to go wake up Loralei, so Tristan decided to go put Rory's incredibly heavy suitcase into the trunk.
Rory walked into her mother's room and shook Loralei.
"What are you doing?" asked Loralei whose eyes were half open.
"I'm going to Nantucket."
Loralei bolted up and said, "That's right, oh sweetie I'm so sorry I should have gotten up."
"It's okay."
"No it's not, I'm not going to see you for a month."
"You'll be fine, you have Luke and Sookie."
Loralei pouted.
"I have to go now mom though," Rory said before hugging her mom tightly and kissing her on the cheek.
Loralei kissed Rory's cheek also and said, "Do the right thing mini-me, do what you want to do."
Rory nodded and walked out of the door of her mom's room as Loralei drifted back to sleep. As she walked down the stairs she realized that most moms wouldn't tell their daughters to do that, that her mom really was special and truly one of a kind. Tristan was waiting for her sitting on the couch at the bottom of the stairs. He stood up when he saw her coming down and twirled her around in his arms before planting a firm kiss on her lips.
"Ready to go your majesty?" he asked cunningly.
Rory smirked, the Tristan smirk, but it wasn't one that blocked him off it was just one that was imitating him when he wasn't truly himself, "Let me just go get my bag."
Rory went into her room and grabbed her bag, a pair of sunglasses, then she quickly reapplied some lip gloss before tossing it back into her bag, she looked around her room, she had everything she need, books, clothes, makeup, bikinis, shoes, the works. She walked out of the door to the car where Tristan was waiting and slid into the passenger seat.
"Ready to go?" she asked now thrilled and extremely excited for the trip.
"Defiantly," he said. Rory leaned over and kissed him before they drove out of the driveway and hit the road towards Hyannis.
Six hours later, after a car ride full of laughter they arrived at Hyannis.
Rory stepped out of the car and said, "Wow that was a long car ride!"
"We still have the ferry," Tristan reminded her.
"How long till it gets here?"
"About fifteen minutes."
"I'll be back in five," Rory said kissing him sweetly before running off towards the ladies room.
Tristan leaned back against his black Audi (AN you know the really cute small ones, I'm in love with those!) waiting for Rory to return. And of course five minutes later she came back.
A person who worked there came over to them and said, "Do you want to board early?"
Tristan looked at Rory who nodded and said, "Sure."
They both got back into the car and drove onto the ferry.
Once on the ferry they immediately took seats on the top level and once the ferry started moving they watched Hyannis and 'the main land' disappear. The whole ferry ride they talked and kissed, while older people watched them commenting to each other how in love that young couple looked. An hour and fifteen minutes after they got on the ferry they arrived at Nantucket.
"Where are we staying?" asked Rory.
"In Madaket, well actually only you and I are staying in Madaket," said Tristan.
Rory looked at him puzzled.
"My parents own a huge house out in Sconset but I convinced them that I liked Madaket more so they decided to rent a house out there for me. It'll just be you and me, no servants or anything," Tristan said.
Rory smiled and asked, "How is it out there?"
"That's the nicest part of the island, it's quiet and serene. We're staying on Tennessee Ave. in a house that's on the creek. It's only about an 1/8 of a mile away from the beach so you can still hear the ocean at night and well it's beautiful out there. You can see the best sunsets over Hither Creek (AN its in Madaket)."
"Sounds beautiful."
"It is Mary."
"Are your parents gong to be in Sconset?"
"No, they have the house there but they aren't there. There aren't many people our age out here that are well people you want to get to know. I know a few guys and they're alright, you'll probably meet them."
"Sure," Rory said.
They continued talking and five minutes later they drove onto Tennessee Ave. Tristan drove the car into a driveway, the house had tall green bushes in front of it, not allowing you to see it that well, but once they pulled into the driveway you could see it. The house was a medium size and was shingled like all of the houses on Nantucket are, it had big glass windows that overlooked the creek and was absolutely adorable with hydrangeas and other flowers outside. There was a hammock between two trees and a tiny dock.
"So what do you think?" Tristan asked as they got of the car.
"It's adorable."
"Yeah I like it too, you want to go in?"
"Definitely."
When they got in Rory grew even fonder of the house, it was cozy and warm. She explored the house and soon found that it had two bedrooms, both with queen beds, a kitchen, a living room, three bathrooms and some other various rooms (studies and such). Rory walked up to Tristan and kissed him hard and forcefully, as a thank you for everything. He kissed her back. Twenty minutes later they pulled apart.
"We have to go to dinner Mary."
"Okay let me just go get ready."
Tristan had brought in the bags already and had given Rory one of the two identical bedrooms that were located right next to each other. Rory slipped on a black skirt that almost came down to her knees, she put on a floral silky top that fit beautifully and a pair of black flip-flops. Then she added a little blush and put some light eye shadow on. She added a swab of lip-gloss and let her hair hang down. Lastly she put on a little necklace that was simply a black cord with a turquoise bead handing down from it, she spritzed on some perfume and grabbed her bag. Then she stepped out into the hall after having only taken ten minutes.
Tristan was waiting for her down stairs and as soon as he saw her he felt a knot in his throat, "You look beautiful," he managed to gasp out.
"You don't look to bad yourself," said Rory playing with his collar. They kissed quickly and then drove off towards the restaurant.
After a fabulous dinner at a small little restaurant with magnificent deserts they came home and both immediately collapsed on Rory's bed. They made out a bit and talked. Then Tristan glanced over at the clock, which read one-thirty three AM.
He stopped kissing Rory and said, "Mmm it's late, lets continue in the morning."
They had both changed into their pajamas, Rory in a pair of plaid pajama pants and a tight tank top and Tristan in a pair of boxers and wife beater.
"Stay," Rory pleaded.
Tristan looked at her and quickly kissed her, then he leaned over and turned out the light as they both got down underneath the covers. They fell asleep next to each other holding hands, both having wonderful dreams consisting of the other.
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I know they fell asleep, so sue me! But I love having people fall asleep especially together! I'm sorry I can't help it! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! The next one will be out as soon as possible! REVIEW PLEASE it encourages me! But if you don't then that's okay I just really appreciate it when you review!
Love, Peace, and Chicken Grease
-Anna