The Past & The Present
by Angel Girl15

FEELINGS

Past

(ps. Sorry for any accuracy problems with all the past stuff, since I wasn't even alive then, so I'm not totally sure what was happening then. Oh and I'm spending less time on Christopher and Lorelei since it's harder for me to write about since I don't know exactly how everything was back then, but I'm just including important events and facts.)

My parents almost ruined my plans. They wanted me to stay home for a dinner with the Ashby's but I called Chris up and told him to park outside the gates and I'd meet him there at 8. I was dressed in a pair of jean hip huggers, with platforms and a very plain black t-shirt. I opened my window up and got onto the balcony. I then hopped over the railing and made my way to the ground. I ran right for the gate, praying the Ashby's had bad timing and wouldn't see me running out. I got to the gate, and saw nothing so I left the property and ran right to Chris's car down the street.

"So did you do your Charlie's Angel's impressions sneaking out?"

"Hey it was perfect. My parents won't realize I'm gone for about half an hour. Then they won't be able to make a scene with the Ashby's coming over…"

"Smooth moves there Gilmore."

"You ain't seen nothing yet" I said as Chris put the pedal to the metal, and we screeched down the street.

Present

I awoke the next morning in a huge rush. My mom forgot to set the alarm so I was left scrambling around, trying to be ready by the time Tristan got here.

"MOM!! Where's my skirt??"

"In the…um…oh wait here it is!!" she yelled from upstairs. I ran to the stairs and my mom threw it down to me. I hurried to my room and finished off changing. I ran around trying to find my chemistry book, but couldn't find it anywhere. I heard a car pull up but still had to find it. I was upstairs when I heard the doorbell ring.

"Mom, get that!!!" I yelled.

I heard the door open and my mom doing the little chit-chat before running upstairs so she could finish getting ready.

"I can't find it!"

"Wait!! Check the cupboard above the stove!!"

"I'm not even going to ask" I said as I ran down the stairs. I gave Tristan a quick hello as I ran from the steps into the kitchen. I finally grabbed it and put it into my bag.

"IS it always this crazy around here?" he asked as I slid on my black boots.

"Oh yeah. Okay, bag, shoes, clothes, coat…I think that's it…" I said as we started to walk out of the house.

"Oops, my mom!!" I said running back inside. I said a quick good-bye to her and then ran back outside.

"Okay, we finally ready to go? I can't believe you actually make it to school on time everyday with this."

"Well I actually have 1 minute till the bus comes, so with the usual sprint, its not hard."

He opened the door for me and I put my back in the backseat then climbed in. Tristan started the car up.

"Wait a second…before we go, I think there's still something we have to finish up from Saturday night…" he said.

"And that would be…"

"The good-night kiss…"

"Hmm…well I think we can do that…" I said leaning in. The kiss was simple yet wonderful. He started to use his tongue to part my mouth, but then I think he remembered I wanted to take it slow, so he pulled it back.

"I think that makes up for it…" he said smiling, as he pulled back.

"Yeah I think so. I'd say we should try it again but we got to move. I want to keep my attendance record."

Tristan turned away from me and pulled out of the driveway and we started on our way.

"Well if I remember right, your record isn't exactly perfect…"

"It wasn't my fault though!! I swear the deer hit ME!"

"Sure, Rory, sure…"

"Fine don't believe me. Don't expect any more kisses today then…"

"That's just plain mean."

"Well, it's not just torturing me, so I think you'll crack."

"Not likely. I mean, I lasted, what a year without it?"

"Madeleine's party…"

"Well besides that."

"Still you know your going to crack."

"Yeah, probably…but you keep it up and I won't kiss you all day."

"Ah, we gotta put a show on at school."

"Oh god!! Paris is going to kill me. Not that she doesn't already but still…"

"Don't worry about it."

"Well your used to having people talk about you all day. I'm not. I'm happy just laying low."

"We can hide it if you really want, but then you know it will come out eventually."

"Oh I don't want to hide it, beacse then it ends up even worse then if you just came out and said it. Just promise me one thing?"

"Yeah?"

"Just don't talk about how far you got with me…not that its far but still. That will get you a slap in the face..."

"No problem. Promise me one thing?"

"Depends…"

"You won't be totally opposed to a make out session in front of your locker?" he said with that smirk of his.

"Okay…I wont be totally opposed. But it's not going to happen."

"As long as you think about it…"

"Yeah for about 2 seconds."

The rest of the drive was just non-stop talking which I enjoyed. Now came the facing of the critics. And the gossips.

"Ready for this?" he joked.

"Hey this is serious…you have any clue how many girls are going to want to kill me today?"

"Oh a few hundred. But you can hold them off. If not, here's some good luck…" he said, taking my face in his hands and giving me a deep kiss. We heard the first bell ring, and reluctantly pulled apart. I grabbed my bag and got out of the car and we walked into the school arm in arm.

"Scared?" he asked, as we got our first shocked looks.

"Nah…I think I'll live."

Past

Dear Diary

The party last nigh had actually been fun. It was actually a pretty small one, and we just spent the whole night just hanging out. Well, besides the part afterwards, in the back of Chris's car. I actually thought the first date was just a fluke, but, and trust me I can't believe I'm thinking this, but Chris is just what I need. There's probably going to be some interesting gossip at school, but I never have cared, and don't plan on starting now. I already told Chris that I was not going to hang around a ton with his friends, since I knew most of them, and didn't like them. I think that shocked him a bit, but he did know I didn't really like a lot of those people. It may sound like I'm being shallow, but my mom and dad have made me be with them a little too much, besides I've known most of them all for a pretty long time, so I've seen them at their best and worst. Not that they were very far apart. I better go, or OH NO! I'm going to be late for school…yeah right, like it's a first…

Lorelei J

Present

Surprisingly the first few periods went off without a problem. Well there was a lot of staring and Paris almost dropped to the floor with shock. Luckily Tristan knew I just wanted to chill today, helped get rid of any questions or confrontations by taking me on an interesting school tour. He had like 3 different ways of getting to each room. At first I thought he did that just to kiss on me, but he was good about it. But I keep having that little voice in the back of my head telling me to be careful.

BRRRIIINNNGGG!!!

I snapped my head up, having barely listened to the last 10 minutes of class. I gathered all my stuff together and left the class. My bag was SO heavy since I hadn't had a chance to get to my locker since the start of school. Why do textbooks have to be so big and heavy. I think this school's going to give me posture problems for the rest of my life. I finally got to my locker and just let my bag fall off my shoulders while I struggled to open it.

"Arggh!! Stupid thing!!" I said as I tugged repeatedly on it.

"Step back and let the master do the work" Tristan said, coming up behind me. He spun the lock and hit the locker and it popped open.

"Okay you got to teach me that," I said as I started putting textbooks into the locker.

"It's something that can't be taught…your locker just likes me" he said with a big smile, that made me smile.

"Well, I'm not sure I like the fact that you can open my locker without me here…but I would laugh if you opened it one day, and everything fell on you."

Well this locker looks pretty bare."

"Oh I haven't had a chance to load the rest of these in there" I said pointing to my bag.

"Trying to break your back there?"

"Oh yeah, that's the whole point of stuffing my bag full of them."

I grabbed my lunch money and my newly light backpack.

"Come on, I'm starving!!"

"You're a guy, big shocker."

"Hey, you seemed to pack down the food more then me on Saturday."

"Yeah well you were paying…"

Tristan said hi to a ton of people on the way to the cafeteria. I could see most of them check me out, up and down until we moved past them.

"Don't worry about them. Most of them are actually decent people."

I just smiled at him and he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him. He smelled SO good. It was the kind of scent you smell, but it doesn't overpower you and make you want to run and stick your head out a window.

"I can smell the lovely crap they are serving today…I think that's enough to make me lose my appetite."

"You're a growing boy…you need that crap."

"Oh yes it'll defiantly help me grow to be a big boy" he said as we entered the caf. We got our food. Some guys and girls at a table in the corner were waving Tristan over. "You want to sit with them? Or just us two?"

"Doesn't matter…"

"Seriously? Or are you doing one of those things where you say it doesn't matter, but really I should know which choice you want?"

"No, we can sit with them if we want, it really doesn't make a difference to me." I would have rather sat with other people, or by myself, but they are his friends. I knew most of them by sight but only a few I had talked to. Tristan grabbed my hand with the arm that wasn't carrying his tray and led me to the table.

"Hey guys" Tristan said slapping a few of the guys hands.

"So who's this lady?" a guy named Justin asked.

"This is Rory…be nice, I like this one."

"You better" I said hitting him in the stomach.

"Even though she enjoys using me as a punching bag."

"Not that you don't deserve it" said a girl, Amanda added.

Tristan sat down and I placed my tray next to him and slid my bag under the bench. There wasn't anyone sitting on my other side, but I was across from Amanda and a guy named Kevin.

"We have history together don't we?" Amanda asked.

"Carlson? Yeah."

"Why don't you ever talk with anyone?"

That question shocked me a bit but I just said "I'm fine with the voices in my head. They give me all the conversation I need."

I thought she was going to turn away, but she laughed.

"I think I've killed every voice in my head…"

"Starting with her conscience…" Tristan added.

"Very funny, you should be one to talk about a conscience. I'm sure Rory knows of your colourful past?"

"Hey that remains under wraps. Unless you want your past out?"

"My lips are sealed" she said, then mouthed to me…"I'll tell you later". I laughed and Tristan gave her the evil eye.

"Whatever she says I swear it's a lie," he added.

I saw Amanda's eyes sharpen behind me. Then I heard "Well if it isn't the cutest little couple on campus" Paris's voice said.

"What do you want Paris" I asked.

"Harsh. And this from the girl that said she was my friend, set me up, and then embarrassed me. And you claimed you hated Tristan…nice lying there."

"Yeah and you also claimed that you weren't a bitch, but well that was a lie too." I heard laughing from other people at the table.

"Well, I just thought I'd say I'm so happy to see you two together…you two deserve one another."

"Yeah and you deserve a life but you don't have one," Amanda added.

Paris just got all huffy and stormed off.

"Good job there Rory. I thought you like her though."

"Yeah well it was a big mess. Basically she's got the hots for Tristan and is jealous of anyone that talks to him."

"Oh I knew that. She like attacked me when we went out for what? 3 days?"

I ate my food while listening to Tristan, Amanda, Kevin, Justin, Brad, Kristin, Austin and some people at the other end of the table. I actually enjoyed it, and everyone was actually nice. The guys then decided to go out and play football. As we walked out of the caf, Tristan whispered in my ear "You okay to hang out with them?"

"Yeah they're cool. But if I have a horrible time, I'm going to ask one of those guys to tackle you extra hard."

"The bad thing is they will…they can't turn down a pretty face."

I looked at the ground as we got to the slightly chilly outside. It was actually warm for early November. I was still enjoying the warmth of Tristan's arms around me, when Amanda and Kristin ran up and took me away.

"Your girlfriend's needed elsewhere" Amanda said.

I gave him a confused look as he got onto the field.

"Okay what am I needed for?"

"Trig homework. I need serious help on one question" Kristin said.

"Oh no problem."

We sat down on the edge of the field, where their was a couple of benches and the edge of a low wall that ran around the school. It was flat so we could sit on it. I sat with Kristin on one of the benches and quickly explained where she had made a little mistake. There were the other girls from the table there, Ashley, Eloisa, and Christina.

"You are such a lifesaver!" Kristin exclaimed.

"Hey so are you guys. I'm glad you guys aren't like that girl Summer. If I had to hang with Tristan during lunch and girls like that, I'd go crazy."

"Oh Summer's a bitch. But they'll all be out here soon. We call them the Use and Along group. The guys use them then pass them along."

"They enjoy 'cheering' the guys on. More like hiking their skirts up, their shirts down, and then squealing whenever something painful happens to one of the guys" Eloisa added.

I turned my head to the game, but the guys were just all grouped together.

"Well this is pointless for me to watch. I don't know a thing about football, or any other sport."

"No way!!" Ashley said. "Sports are…the best!"

"Yeah they would be if I could play them at all. I'm the one that will hit the teacher in the head with the club instead of the ball."

"You mean the bat?" she said laughing.

"Oh, sure, make fun of the new girl. Real nice."

"Girl if we didn't make fun of you, you wouldn't be included in anything" Christina added.

"Look who's here…" Amanda said.

I looked in the direction she was looking and saw Summer and a bunch of over made-up girls.

"Do you think they get up an extra 3 hours early to pull off that whore look? Or do they just let their little brothers throw everything on their faces?" Eloisa asked.

"Probably both."

I heard a bunch of cheering from the field, so I turned my attention back to the game. I saw Tristan, making a fool of himself by doing some weird dance.

"What happened?"

"Tristan scored a touchdown. That's a good thing" Ashley said.

"I should probably cheer then?"

"Don't bother. Tristan will probably be over here in about, 20 seconds."

"And you know that how?"

"He's Tristan" they all said in unison. I looked up, shaking my head and Tristan jogged over.

"Don't you look all sweaty" I said.

"All the better for you…I'll be nice and save the big sweaty hug for after the game."

"You can keep it to yourself."

"What? I don't even get a kiss for scoring a touchdown?" he said looking offended.

"Only one touchdown? Try 2…"

"Evil girl" he said, and then ran back to the game.

"Well I think you two are perfect for one another. I've don't think I've ever seen a girl one, turn him down on a kiss, and two, able to keep up with his banter" Amanda said.

"Thanks…I think."