Monday
Chilton
Rory sat down next to the window. Occupied with her thoughts she thought back to Friday. After she ran out of Madeline's house she called her mom and asked her to pick her up. She still had not told her mom what happened and she loved her mom for not being nosy.
Rory had prayed that Tristan would have some common sense to ditch school today but she had no luck because just before the bell rang for biology, she saw Tristan come into the classroom and take a seat behind her.
'Damn him! Why did I kiss him?' The hairs on the back of her neck went stiff. She could sense that Tristan was staring at her.
"Stop staring at me!" Rory hissed.
"Can't help it, do you want me to look the other way because I think that Mrs Silsbee would think there is something wrong with me," he whispered back.
"There was already something wrong with you since birth so what's new?"
"You wound me Mary."
"Miss Gilmore, Mr Dugrey, could you please save your little conversation till after the bell?" Mrs Silsbee called out to them.
Both became very quiet.
The bell rang and everyone one got up.
"Miss Gilmore can I please see you? And Mr Dugrey I'd like to see you too."
Rory made her way to Mrs Silsbee's desk. Tristan followed and stood next to her.
"Is there something wrong Mrs Silsbee?" Rory asked.
"Yes. Are you struggling with biology? Because you've been doing poorly in my daily quizzes."
Rory bit her lip. "I know, I guess I'm not meant to be a scientist." Rory joked.
"Don't give up so easily. Biology is an easy science subject."
'And it's boring too'. Rory added to herself.
"So this is where I propose this, more like encourage. Mr Dugrey is our top student for science in Chilton." Mrs Silsbee was now looking at Tristan. " I'd like you to be Rory's tutor."
"What!?" Both exclaimed.
"You've got to be kidding!" They said in unison.
"This is only temporary until Miss Gilmore's grades improve. The sooner you start, the less time you two would have to spend time together. I also suggest since you have study hall now, you begin planning your tutoring sessions."
"Do I have to? Can't I ask someone else?" Rory pleaded.
"It would be more convenient for Tristan to be your tutor because you are in the same class. And this is final. You can go now."
They headed to the library for study hall, with Tristan walking ahead. Impatient, Rory tapped him on the shoulder.
"Why'd you kiss me!?" She asked angrily.
"Why are you so mad at me? I recall it was you who went for more!" He shouted back.
"Argh!!!" Rory's hands were clenched. " Why do you have to be…"
"So charming and ruggedly handsome?" he smirked.
'Yeah, that'…Rory cursed her thought."NO! So two- faced! At first you're a jerk, you then do a 180 and become enjoyable to be around and then you switch back to the jerk again!"
"I'm sorry Rory." Rory looked at Tristan, eyebrow raised. "I've been a complete ass and I'm sorry."
"Apology accepted." She spat out.
Both had calm down and an uncomfortable silence floated around them.
"Can we give that friendship thing another chance? It would help if I'm going to be tutoring you."
"I-I don't know Tristan, we tried before and look what happened." Rory wanted to kicked herself for not agreeing.
"Yeah I know, you tried to set me up with Paris and then the whole PJ Harvey fiasco where you told Dean that you hated me." He almost choked out the last part.
He had accepted the fact that Rory Gilmore would never feel the same way he does about her, however when she said she hated him and that she loved Dean he felt like he had been stabbed in the heart. At the same time he was insanely jealous of the lucky bastard who had Rory's heart.
Rory looked up at Tristan, whose eyes that usually had that twinkle turn icy cold with a hint of hurt. Rory was about to open her mouth but closed it.
"Actually forget the offer. We'll worry about that whole tutoring thing some other time."
His voice was harsh and bitter. Tristan turned around and headed towards the library.
Rory continued to stare at him until he turned the corner. "I don't hate you Tristan." Rory whispered to no one. She let a tear fall down her face.
A/N: I know where I'm going next. It's all in this beautiful head of mine (taps head and hears echoes). Just need to put it into words. I'll try and get the next chapter done when I have time. Lots of reviews would make me type faster though. [Hint, hint, nudge, nudge!]
Did u think this chapter is all right by the way? If u have any ideas 4 what u want 2 happen next, give me a shout! It would be greatly appreciated!
Maria