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So, no profit is intended. Unless you count the high I get when I read peoples REVIEWS!!! {Hint, Hint!!}
As The Heart Grows Fonder
Part 1
Hodworms, Brownies, and Old Friends.
Yale University Campus ~
"Hi, can I please have the biggest cup of coffee that you have please?" Rory Gilmore asked the server at Café Mocha, the trendy campus coffee shop.
"Sure, what kind?" The familiar girl motioned to the display.
"Hmmmm.. Can I get a 50/50 of African Queen and Mocha Chocolate? Thanks." Steph handed Rory the coffee and, grinning, Rory gave her a $5 bill, which was promptly put into Stephs pocket. "Keep the change." Rory grinned, and winked playfully.
"Oh, thanks sooo much, Ror." Rory's flat-mate shook her head. Rory didn't have to pay at Café Mocha, because she worked there too, and all the tip money that She and Steph received, was put into the Tip Bunny, at their shared apartment.
"See ya' at the apartment Steph."
"Actually, I'm off in just over half an hour, how 'bout you sit and read, then we'll go home together?"
"Sure, I'm in the middle of a book anyway." Rory switched her over-size purse to her other shoulder, while her friend looked at her, amused.
"Still on that Harry Potter kick, huh?"
"Don't knock 'em 'till you've read them. Harry's at the Quiddich World Cup right now.
Stephanie laughed, She'd only known Rory for just under 2 months, but, she'd discovered that she was an endless supply of entertainment. "Okay. Go sit down and read all about Harry's adventures at.. Hodworms, is it?" Steph teased.
"It's Hogwarts.." Rory turned and huffed to an unoccupied booth in front of the window. "Now.. Lets see what Harry's up to..."
*~*~**~***~**~*~*
Near Yale Campus ~
Approx. same time.
"Dude, you really gotta' come to the party tonight, I heard that Randy even hired some strippers..."
Tristan DuGrey attempted to ignore the guys that were sitting on the car beside the moving truck that he'd hired where his movers were currently moving all of his things into his new residence. He looked at his new apartment building, 'Yea, I can live here,' he thought.
After paying the movers, and checking that everything was in his new 3- bedroom apartment, he decided to take a short walk to the Campus, and look around. After wandering aimlessly around the various Libraries, he found himself outside of Café Mocha, and he swore that his heart stopped.
He blinked.
She was still there.
Rory Gilmore.
Time stood still.
*~*~**~***~**~*~*
Rory looked up from her book, and called to Steph, who was still behind the counter,
"Steph, can you grab a few brownies, and things for tonight? I'll swing by the store later on and stock up on junk when you go rent the movies, kay?"
"Okay, any requests?"
"How 'bout. Girls Theme?"
"Like. Legally Blonde, Miss Congeniality.?"
"Yea, and add The Princess Diaries. I feel the need to be swept off my feet tonight."
"K, Sounds good, Ror."
Rory turned back to her book, after reading a few sentences, she felt as if someone was watching her. She looked up into the café, everybody was busy, no-one paying the slightest attention to the slightly neurotic girl reading a children's book in the corner. She mentally shook her head, and went back to her book.....
**~*~**
'Harry Potter. oh, come on now, you know who he is. the boy who survived You-Know-Who. you do know who he is-'
The Bulgarian wizard suddenly spotted Harry's scar and started gabbling loudly and excitedly and pointed at it.
'Knew we'd get there in the end.' Said Fudge wearily. 'I'm no great shakes at languages, I need Barty Crouch for this sort -'
**~*~**
Suddenly, Rory glanced out the window, and froze.
"Tristan..." The name hovered on her lips as her eyes locked with his. Blue me blue, and she smiled.
He tentatively smiled back, Rory stood-up, and called to Steph, who was preparing to grab her things, "Steph, watch my stuff, I'll be back in a minute." She distantly heard her roommates 'Sure', as she walked out the door towards a still immobile Tristan.
She stopped about a foot away, unsure of what to do. I mean, how are you supposed to greet an old crush, whom you've had absolutely no contact with for 2 years?
So, Rory did the only thing that she thought of - the only thing that felt natural, she hugged him.
And he hugged her back.
"Tristan." She said, when she pulled back a minute later.
"Mary." He said it, and grinned.
She smiled at the old nickname, "So, you're at Yale now, too?"
"Yea." His eyes hungrily took in her face, devouring every inch. 'God, she's so beautiful.' "So, Rory Gilmore at Yale. What happened to Harvard, Ror?"
"Well, come into the café, an I'll spill the whole one sentence story." She took his arm and steered him into Café Mocha. She dragged Tristan to the booth where her things were, and they sat opposite each other.
"So, no Harvard?" Tristan prompted.
"Right. It's too far from home, Yale is so much closer so, I came here instead."
"So, how long have you been here? I mean, you seem comfortable, not wandering around like an idiot-"
"Like you?" She grinned impishly from behind her now lukewarm cup of coffee.
"Yea, like me."
"I've been here about 2 months. If I'd waited longer to leave home, my mother would have had me chained to the town gazebo." She lowered her voice to a mock-conspiratorial whisper. "She didn't take well to letting me go."
Just then a curvy red-head plopped down beside Rory, stole her coffee, took a gulp and winced when she found it cold. She looked at Tristan with interest, and raised an eyebrow at Rory, "New Friend, Ror?"
"Nope, try old one. Steph, this is Tristan DuGrey, Tristan, this is my flat-mate, Stephanie Miller." She gave Steph a warning glance, silently telling her not to say anything.
Steph just grinned, "So You're Tristan..." Rory kicked her under the table, but Steph just replied innocently, "What d'ya kick me for, Ror?"
Tristan laughed, "So, you've been talkin' 'bout me Mary?" He raised a suggestive eyebrow.
"Grrrr.." She buried her face in her hands, "Shut Up."
*~*~**~***~**~*~*
So, is it crap?
Tell me the truth.
Reply, or e-mail me at
coffeechick87@hotmail.com
Please?
Thanks for readin'!
~Jayde
FYI: You can also find this fic, and more, at Moonbeams Trory Archive Want, Need, Have.
www.geocities.com/wantneedhavetrory
Check it out!!
So, no profit is intended. Unless you count the high I get when I read peoples REVIEWS!!! {Hint, Hint!!}
As The Heart Grows Fonder
Part 1
Hodworms, Brownies, and Old Friends.
Yale University Campus ~
"Hi, can I please have the biggest cup of coffee that you have please?" Rory Gilmore asked the server at Café Mocha, the trendy campus coffee shop.
"Sure, what kind?" The familiar girl motioned to the display.
"Hmmmm.. Can I get a 50/50 of African Queen and Mocha Chocolate? Thanks." Steph handed Rory the coffee and, grinning, Rory gave her a $5 bill, which was promptly put into Stephs pocket. "Keep the change." Rory grinned, and winked playfully.
"Oh, thanks sooo much, Ror." Rory's flat-mate shook her head. Rory didn't have to pay at Café Mocha, because she worked there too, and all the tip money that She and Steph received, was put into the Tip Bunny, at their shared apartment.
"See ya' at the apartment Steph."
"Actually, I'm off in just over half an hour, how 'bout you sit and read, then we'll go home together?"
"Sure, I'm in the middle of a book anyway." Rory switched her over-size purse to her other shoulder, while her friend looked at her, amused.
"Still on that Harry Potter kick, huh?"
"Don't knock 'em 'till you've read them. Harry's at the Quiddich World Cup right now.
Stephanie laughed, She'd only known Rory for just under 2 months, but, she'd discovered that she was an endless supply of entertainment. "Okay. Go sit down and read all about Harry's adventures at.. Hodworms, is it?" Steph teased.
"It's Hogwarts.." Rory turned and huffed to an unoccupied booth in front of the window. "Now.. Lets see what Harry's up to..."
*~*~**~***~**~*~*
Near Yale Campus ~
Approx. same time.
"Dude, you really gotta' come to the party tonight, I heard that Randy even hired some strippers..."
Tristan DuGrey attempted to ignore the guys that were sitting on the car beside the moving truck that he'd hired where his movers were currently moving all of his things into his new residence. He looked at his new apartment building, 'Yea, I can live here,' he thought.
After paying the movers, and checking that everything was in his new 3- bedroom apartment, he decided to take a short walk to the Campus, and look around. After wandering aimlessly around the various Libraries, he found himself outside of Café Mocha, and he swore that his heart stopped.
He blinked.
She was still there.
Rory Gilmore.
Time stood still.
*~*~**~***~**~*~*
Rory looked up from her book, and called to Steph, who was still behind the counter,
"Steph, can you grab a few brownies, and things for tonight? I'll swing by the store later on and stock up on junk when you go rent the movies, kay?"
"Okay, any requests?"
"How 'bout. Girls Theme?"
"Like. Legally Blonde, Miss Congeniality.?"
"Yea, and add The Princess Diaries. I feel the need to be swept off my feet tonight."
"K, Sounds good, Ror."
Rory turned back to her book, after reading a few sentences, she felt as if someone was watching her. She looked up into the café, everybody was busy, no-one paying the slightest attention to the slightly neurotic girl reading a children's book in the corner. She mentally shook her head, and went back to her book.....
**~*~**
'Harry Potter. oh, come on now, you know who he is. the boy who survived You-Know-Who. you do know who he is-'
The Bulgarian wizard suddenly spotted Harry's scar and started gabbling loudly and excitedly and pointed at it.
'Knew we'd get there in the end.' Said Fudge wearily. 'I'm no great shakes at languages, I need Barty Crouch for this sort -'
**~*~**
Suddenly, Rory glanced out the window, and froze.
"Tristan..." The name hovered on her lips as her eyes locked with his. Blue me blue, and she smiled.
He tentatively smiled back, Rory stood-up, and called to Steph, who was preparing to grab her things, "Steph, watch my stuff, I'll be back in a minute." She distantly heard her roommates 'Sure', as she walked out the door towards a still immobile Tristan.
She stopped about a foot away, unsure of what to do. I mean, how are you supposed to greet an old crush, whom you've had absolutely no contact with for 2 years?
So, Rory did the only thing that she thought of - the only thing that felt natural, she hugged him.
And he hugged her back.
"Tristan." She said, when she pulled back a minute later.
"Mary." He said it, and grinned.
She smiled at the old nickname, "So, you're at Yale now, too?"
"Yea." His eyes hungrily took in her face, devouring every inch. 'God, she's so beautiful.' "So, Rory Gilmore at Yale. What happened to Harvard, Ror?"
"Well, come into the café, an I'll spill the whole one sentence story." She took his arm and steered him into Café Mocha. She dragged Tristan to the booth where her things were, and they sat opposite each other.
"So, no Harvard?" Tristan prompted.
"Right. It's too far from home, Yale is so much closer so, I came here instead."
"So, how long have you been here? I mean, you seem comfortable, not wandering around like an idiot-"
"Like you?" She grinned impishly from behind her now lukewarm cup of coffee.
"Yea, like me."
"I've been here about 2 months. If I'd waited longer to leave home, my mother would have had me chained to the town gazebo." She lowered her voice to a mock-conspiratorial whisper. "She didn't take well to letting me go."
Just then a curvy red-head plopped down beside Rory, stole her coffee, took a gulp and winced when she found it cold. She looked at Tristan with interest, and raised an eyebrow at Rory, "New Friend, Ror?"
"Nope, try old one. Steph, this is Tristan DuGrey, Tristan, this is my flat-mate, Stephanie Miller." She gave Steph a warning glance, silently telling her not to say anything.
Steph just grinned, "So You're Tristan..." Rory kicked her under the table, but Steph just replied innocently, "What d'ya kick me for, Ror?"
Tristan laughed, "So, you've been talkin' 'bout me Mary?" He raised a suggestive eyebrow.
"Grrrr.." She buried her face in her hands, "Shut Up."
*~*~**~***~**~*~*
So, is it crap?
Tell me the truth.
Reply, or e-mail me at
coffeechick87@hotmail.com
Please?
Thanks for readin'!
~Jayde
FYI: You can also find this fic, and more, at Moonbeams Trory Archive Want, Need, Have.
www.geocities.com/wantneedhavetrory
Check it out!!