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Not So Simple Anymore By klm111a
Chapter 19: No dates for the dance
"You what?" Lorelai frowned listening to Rory's side of the conversation.
"Yeah of course I understand."
Pause.
"I'll just find someone else,"
Pause.
"Don't worry about me, honest!"
Pause.
"Get better soon, okay?"
Pause.
"Bye," After she hung up the phone and it fell to the ground she flopped onto the couch next to her mother.
"Who was that?"
"Steve, my date," Rory replied with a sigh.
"And."
"He broke his ankle on some new play the team was practicing for the homecoming game. He has to stay at the hospital because it's in traction," she said with a groan.
"So, who are you going to go with?" Lorelai asked inquisitively.
"No idea," came her reply her voice muffled from the pillow.
"What about.oh I don't know, Tristan?" Lorelai suggested. "He's going with Emma," she mumbled back.
Friday morning-Chilton Courtyard
Emma Smith was waiting in the front courtyard of Chilton Prep. Waiting for Tristan DuGrey. It was that long awaited once-a-year day for cheerleaders to wear there uniforms so Emma, being co-captain and all was no exception. Her auburn hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her cat-like green eyes were searching for Tristan. She spotted him and smiled.
"Tristan!" she called out across the entire courtyard. Heads turned for a moment to see five foot one Emma running across the quad to meet up with six foot one Tristan DuGrey. Someone pointed out the oddity in the pair that were attending the dance together but soon were captivated with their own discussions of the dance.
"Hey," he greeted the short female.
"Hi Tristan," she said tentatively.
"What's up?" he asked curious to why she had run half-away across the courtyard.
"It's about Saturday actually." she said nervously.
"What about it?" he asked confused for a moment.
"Well you know.Steve, the quarterback of the football team?"
"Yeah," came his response.
"Well yesterday at practice he broke his ankle and I kind of promised him to stay at the hospital with him while the dance is going on," Tristan ran a hand through his hair processing the information.
"That's fine Emma," he said shifting his weight uncomfortably in front of her.
"Thanks!" she replied perkily before running off to meet her fellow cheerleading teammates.
Friday afternoon-Chilton Hall
"I heard about Steve," Paris said sincerely.
"Yeah," came her response as they entered the Student Council room for the meeting that Paris had called.
"Do you have someone else to go with?" she asked curiously. Rory sighed,
"No, everyone has dates so I guess I'll just tag along with you and Jess,"
"Okay," Paris replied as Tristan and a few other student council members entered with him able to catch the last few sentences of her not having a date anymore. Paris noticed him grin but when he saw her looking he frowned as he took a seat. He sat down next to Paris across from Rory. He avoided both girls' surprised looks they shot to each other as he slumped in his seat and put his headphones over his ears until the meeting officially began at two thirty. Rory sighed while digging a book out of her backpack it was 'Pride and Prejudiced'
'Perfect' she thought sarcastically to herself. It was just the book to read especially after her break down at school on Monday. At two thirty on the dot Paris began the meeting. No one really bothered to argue with her considering it was Friday and everyone was excited over the dance. All wanting to be out by three fifteen at the latest they remained silent. At three ten to be exact she dismissed the meeting, everyone rushed to their cars as if they had been stuck in there for years, not a forty minute meeting.
"See you tomorrow Paris!" Rory called from across the parking lot, as both females got into their cars anxious to be home.
"Bye Ror!" she replied with a wave shaking her head as she saw Tristan get into his own, he didn't have an excuse NOT to go with the dance with Rory but still he hadn't asked her, they were both idiots she hated to admit. Sure, they both excelled in academics but in love they were both failures- for the moment.even Paris's love life was more active than the two of them put together. 'How pitiful' she thought sadly as she pulled out of Chilton, forgetting she wanted to go home she headed to Stars Hollow-lately she hadn't been having much time to visit with Jess so she didn't have any homework for once so why not a trip to Stars Hollow?
A/N: Sorry if it was short! Don't worry.. the dance is coming up.
Not So Simple Anymore By klm111a
Chapter 19: No dates for the dance
"You what?" Lorelai frowned listening to Rory's side of the conversation.
"Yeah of course I understand."
Pause.
"I'll just find someone else,"
Pause.
"Don't worry about me, honest!"
Pause.
"Get better soon, okay?"
Pause.
"Bye," After she hung up the phone and it fell to the ground she flopped onto the couch next to her mother.
"Who was that?"
"Steve, my date," Rory replied with a sigh.
"And."
"He broke his ankle on some new play the team was practicing for the homecoming game. He has to stay at the hospital because it's in traction," she said with a groan.
"So, who are you going to go with?" Lorelai asked inquisitively.
"No idea," came her reply her voice muffled from the pillow.
"What about.oh I don't know, Tristan?" Lorelai suggested. "He's going with Emma," she mumbled back.
Friday morning-Chilton Courtyard
Emma Smith was waiting in the front courtyard of Chilton Prep. Waiting for Tristan DuGrey. It was that long awaited once-a-year day for cheerleaders to wear there uniforms so Emma, being co-captain and all was no exception. Her auburn hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her cat-like green eyes were searching for Tristan. She spotted him and smiled.
"Tristan!" she called out across the entire courtyard. Heads turned for a moment to see five foot one Emma running across the quad to meet up with six foot one Tristan DuGrey. Someone pointed out the oddity in the pair that were attending the dance together but soon were captivated with their own discussions of the dance.
"Hey," he greeted the short female.
"Hi Tristan," she said tentatively.
"What's up?" he asked curious to why she had run half-away across the courtyard.
"It's about Saturday actually." she said nervously.
"What about it?" he asked confused for a moment.
"Well you know.Steve, the quarterback of the football team?"
"Yeah," came his response.
"Well yesterday at practice he broke his ankle and I kind of promised him to stay at the hospital with him while the dance is going on," Tristan ran a hand through his hair processing the information.
"That's fine Emma," he said shifting his weight uncomfortably in front of her.
"Thanks!" she replied perkily before running off to meet her fellow cheerleading teammates.
Friday afternoon-Chilton Hall
"I heard about Steve," Paris said sincerely.
"Yeah," came her response as they entered the Student Council room for the meeting that Paris had called.
"Do you have someone else to go with?" she asked curiously. Rory sighed,
"No, everyone has dates so I guess I'll just tag along with you and Jess,"
"Okay," Paris replied as Tristan and a few other student council members entered with him able to catch the last few sentences of her not having a date anymore. Paris noticed him grin but when he saw her looking he frowned as he took a seat. He sat down next to Paris across from Rory. He avoided both girls' surprised looks they shot to each other as he slumped in his seat and put his headphones over his ears until the meeting officially began at two thirty. Rory sighed while digging a book out of her backpack it was 'Pride and Prejudiced'
'Perfect' she thought sarcastically to herself. It was just the book to read especially after her break down at school on Monday. At two thirty on the dot Paris began the meeting. No one really bothered to argue with her considering it was Friday and everyone was excited over the dance. All wanting to be out by three fifteen at the latest they remained silent. At three ten to be exact she dismissed the meeting, everyone rushed to their cars as if they had been stuck in there for years, not a forty minute meeting.
"See you tomorrow Paris!" Rory called from across the parking lot, as both females got into their cars anxious to be home.
"Bye Ror!" she replied with a wave shaking her head as she saw Tristan get into his own, he didn't have an excuse NOT to go with the dance with Rory but still he hadn't asked her, they were both idiots she hated to admit. Sure, they both excelled in academics but in love they were both failures- for the moment.even Paris's love life was more active than the two of them put together. 'How pitiful' she thought sadly as she pulled out of Chilton, forgetting she wanted to go home she headed to Stars Hollow-lately she hadn't been having much time to visit with Jess so she didn't have any homework for once so why not a trip to Stars Hollow?
A/N: Sorry if it was short! Don't worry.. the dance is coming up.