I didn't really like the last chapter because I thought it didn't flow well. I'll try to make this a better chapter. =)

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Chapter 6

Tristan smiled. "Of course we know each other, we go way back."

"But we haven't seen each other in years," added Jess.

"You haven't changed a bit," they both said simultaneously.

Rory was following this exchange with something akin to stupefaction. Her mind tried to process this new piece of information. They know each other! They know each other from way back! Oh my god!

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Jess looked at Rory in concern. "Jeez Rory, you look a bit pale."

Rory shook her head. "No, no I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" asked Jess.

Rory nodded. "So how did you guys meet?"

"In summer camp," said Tristan.

Rory was bewildered. Summer camp? They met in summer camp? But how can they meet in summer camp? Jess probably scorned anyone who went to those anyway.

Jess said," Yeah, the summer camp that this richass's parents own."

Tristan laughed. "Stop calling me that."

"Well you are, y'know," teased Jess.

"Whatever."

Rory spoke up. "But I don't get it. You guys don't seem to go around in the same circle. You're so different from each other, I almost thought that you guys wouldn't go along well."

Tristan smiled. "We've known each other since the time when we were seven."

Rory was shocked. Seven? That must be like nine years! That's a long time to know somebody.

"We kind of lost touch though, after our last year at summer camp. I remember I thought that summer camp was a place for sissies and nincompoops, but my mum forced me because apparently it's supposed to discipline me," said Jess.

Tristan smirked. "And look how disciplined you are now!"

Jess laughed. He smiled, remembering their experiences at the camp.

"Do you remember Counselor Jenny? Man, we all thought she was the coolest babe," said Tristan.

As Tristan said this, a shock of jeolousy ran through Rory. ]

Me, jeolous of a girl that Tristan likes? No way She dismissed it as an effect of tiredness.

Jess grinned. "No - you thought she was the coolest babe."

Tristan smirked. "Yeah right, we saw you checking out her ass all the time."

Rory coughed. "How old were you guys at the time?"

Tristan and Jess looked at each other and burst out laughing. "Nine."

Rory grinned. "Right. I'm not surprised, seeing as how you guys turned out."

They guys looked at her.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Jess, faking his hurt.

Rory rolled her eyes in response. "You know what I mean. Besides, I want to take a shower, I'm taking the bubble bath solution."

Tristan nodded, a bit distracted. "Ask Tiny. We're going to dinner first. See you there."

Jess and Tristan walked out of Tiny's bedroom and continued talking, reminiscing the past, and forgetting about the two girls that were in the same room as them.

Tiny jumped up, after witnessing the reunion between Jess and Tristan.

"I'll lend you mine," said Tiny. She gave a wide, innocent smile to Rory, and disappeared inside her own bathroom. She came out again clutching a clear blue bottle.

"This smells like blueberry. I love it, it's really foamy," said Tiny. She clasped her tiny hand in Rory's and pulled her down to whisper in her ear.

Rory kneeled down so that they were levelled.

Tiny confided," My brother loves the smell of blueberry."

Rory was bewildered. "And why exactly would I care what scent your brother likes?"

Tiny whispered. "Because I think he likes you."

Rory laughed, ignoring the fluttering in her tummy at the mention of Tristan liking her. Tristan? The King of Chilton? Liking plain, old me?

Tiny chuckled. "My nanny is coming in to tuck me to bed." She squeezed the bigger girl's hands, avoiding the obviously uncomfortable topic.

Rory nodded, and left the room.

Tristan and Jess were sitting in the dining room, opposite each other. All around them, servants were getting the place ready for dinner.

"So," said Tristan curiously. "How do you know Mary?"

Jess was confused. "I don't know a single Mary. Unless you count Mary Cockleshell in third grade, who was just plain weird."

Tristan laughed. "No-no, I meant Rory."

"You call Rory, Mary?"

Tristan grinned. "Yeah, to me it kind of suits her. She's got that glow y'know."

As this piece of information sunk into Jess's mind, he remembered something Rory had told him about Romeo and how romantic he was. Something about saying that the girl he liked has a glow about her… and he suspected he knew who Romeo and the girl he likes are. But he wasn't sure.

"I guess. She's innocent, you mean? The type of girl your parents would love."

Tristan agreed silently. "She's different from all the Magdalene's in school."

Jess gave a sarcastic grin. "I bet you want to get into her pants, man." He paused. "But if you try anything, I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you. Friends or not. "

Tristan disagreed vehemently. "No way, jose! I would never do that to her! I mean I like her and all that but I wouldn't want to spoil her translucent beauty. Besides, I don't think I would have a chance with Rory."

"She's like a sister to me," said Jess, and strangely, that settled everything.

There was a comfortable pause between the friends of nine years. And Jess knew for certain who Rory's Romeo is. And whom the girl Romeo was talking about is.

But he wouldn't say anything yet, unless he knew for certain that it was what Rory wanted.

Rory had finished taking her bath. She put on her emergency gear of cargo pants and a spaghetti top. They were comfortable, but not exactly the type of clothing you wear for a Dugrey dinner. She looked into the wardrobe, and saw tens of nice dresses. But they didn't suit her. As she looked through, she came upon the perfect outfit for her hidden in the midst of all the glittery, showy dresses.

A simple, baby-blue dress that was sure to bring out the colour in her eyes. Rory put it on, and went down to dinner.

Everyone was seated there already, Mr. Dugrey, Carla, Jess, and… Tristan.

Rory felt extremely self-conscious as she felt everyone's eyes on her. Jess motioned for her to sit next to him and gave her a calming wink. She sat down in the seat next to him.

"Hello, dear. You look nice," said Carla. She recognised the dress. It was a replica of the one she wore the first time she met Janlen the second, her husband.

Rory smiled. "Thank you, I found it in the wardrobe. I hope you don't mind---"

She was cut off by Carla. "It's okay, Rory. Anything you find in that room is there for your own needs."

"Hello, Mr Dugrey," greeted Rory.

"No, Rory. Call me Janlen."

Rory swallowed, and agreed. She gave a hesitant smile to him.

"Well, dears, let's chow down," said Carla.

After dinner, Jess, Rory and Tristan went down to the rec. room, which is just another room that Tristan goes into to chill. It had a large flat screen television, and the sound system is amazing.

"So, when are you guys leaving?" asked Tristan, his question party directed to Jess but his eyes on Rory.

"Tomorrow morning, after breakfast," answered Jess.

Rory whined. "I have so much homework to do."

Tristan rolled his eyes. "As if I don't. We practically have all the classes together."

Rory nodded. "I know, I know."

"Chiltonites, stop comparing your heavy schedule," commanded Jess. "It's time to chill."

They sat down on the comfy bean bags.

"I didn't think you were the type of person to own bean bags," observed Rory.

"Yeah man," added Jess.

Tristan laughed. "Hey, they're first class bean bags." As if that explained everything.

After a long and cozy get-to-know session, Rory stretched and yawned.

"Ugh, I'm so tired," she said.

Tristan looked at Jess, as if asking something. Jess nodded.

"Ok, come on, I'll walk you to your room," said Tristan.

Rory protested. "No, no it's ok. It'll be too troublesome"

Tristan rolled his eyes. "Hello? Rooms right next door to each other!"

Rory laughed. "Right, I forgot."

Jess stood up. "It's best I leave to bed now as well, then."

He gave Rory a hug and gave Tristan another of that macho-guy-handshake. Then, he left.

Rory smiled. "Let's go now."

Tristan placed his hand at the small of Rory's back, and led her to her room.

"Your house is huge," commented Rory.

Tristan smiled. "It's great for playing hide and seek. Tiny and I would go at it for hours."

Rory beamed. "You guys seem so close."

"We are."

Rory reached her room, and placed her hand on the doorknob.

"Good night, Tristan," said Rory, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Before Tristan had time to respond, Rory was in her room, leaving him stunned.

Tristan smiled. Maybe I do have a chance with Mary, though. At least I didn't break my promise to Jess about not touching his 'sister'.

He walked into his room, and fell into a comforting sleep.

So now you guys all know that my story is a trory. I'm sorry everyone who wanted this to be a literati, but with the way I've written the past chapters, it just wouldn't go well. A thousand apologies. I just hope that y'all would continue reading this.

How was that chapter? Hopefully better than the last one. You've probably noticed that the way Rory talks has changed a little bit. But that's because a part of me is in her. =) Review please… and thanx a lot for reading my fic.