Author's Note: Thank you for the reviews!!!! It's awesome! Really. Anyways, so at first I was going to eliminate the whole Tristan/Shane thing completely. But…I decided to have a little fun with it. You know, make Tristan go through absolute hell because of Shane. I do love Tristan, but…this is much better! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN IT.
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Seven: Everyone's actions have consequences…annoying consequences
It had been a week since that movie night fiasco, and I was still trying to process Tristan with Shane. I mean, Tristan, I can get. I did kiss him for crying out loud. But Shane…then again she was good enough for Jess, and since I'm good enough for Jess, I guess I should be fine with it, but still…
The freaky relationship had got everyone's attention. From Dean's to Kirk's mother. Numerous times Miss Patty had asked Jess if was feeling all right. He'd always grunt, but he made out a very convincing 'yes', Miss Patty thought, of course, that he was just hiding his feelings (big surprise, right?), and she'd give him a big kiss on the cheek, before leaving to tell Babette. Each time it had been extremely amusing, but not as amusing as Saturday mornings. Why Saturday mornings? That was the morning Tristan and Shane decided it was the best time to have breakfast at Luke's. They always sat by the window, since Shane thought it was 'best for her tan'. Tan?
Mom and I sat in Luke's on the bright, sunny Saturday morning. We each took turns checking our watches, and Jess came out every so often to check if they had arrived.
Finally, at 10:05, they entered the diner giving it a once over before sitting down at a window seat, and looking lazily over the menus.
My question is, where is Tristan staying? Not at the Inn. Mom would know. Maybe with…Shane? It would be convenient, right?
Luke began heading over to their table, but Jess stopped him.
"I got it." He said. I frowned at him, and he winked. Suddenly, I had a hunch that he was up to something.
"Welcome to Luke's. I'm Jess, can I take your – ?"
"We know the drill." Shane interrupted.
"I had one more word to say." Jess said.
"So…" Shane rolled her eyes, and suddenly she noticed her reflection. She has a reflection?
"Look, if you wanted to be all No.1, you could've at least cut me off at 'can' or 'Jess', you know, let your imagination run wild." Jess replied.
Oh, Tristan looks like he's about to kill someone. And Dean walks in. How ironic.
"Jess, shut up." Shane complained.
"How many times have I heard that before? Oh, wait, yeah, eighty-two times." Jess said, with a smile.
"Wait, you used to…" Tristan said, carefully.
"Good job. Wait right here while I go get you a gold star." Jess told Tristan. If Dean walked over there any time soon…
Jess had done this last week. It got Shane all strung up, and she took it out on Tristan. I'm pretty sure Kirk called for an 'encore!'
"Fine Jess, finish your silly speech so we can eat." Shane said, hotly.
"Thank you," Jess smirked, "order…" He said with emphasis.
"Two burgers, two cherry cokes - ." Tristan began.
"Wait, cherry cokes? I didn't want a cherry coke." Shane whined. Oh, there it is.
"You said you liked cherry coke. I got us cherry cokes." Tristan replied.
"I like cherry coke with fries." Shane continued.
"We'll get fries." Tristan said through clenched teeth.
"Well, not with a burger." Shane complained.
Jess quietly slipped away, and walked right next to me.
"You're so mean." I told him.
"We all need our fun." He replied.
Ten minutes later Shane stormed out of the diner. "It's so over, Tristan!"
"You said that two hours ago." He called out, grabbing his jacket and hurrying after her.
"Oh man, I love Saturday mornings." Jess smiled.
I knew he loved seeing Shane in that type of situation. As well as Tristan. But, I don't know I couldn't help feeling really, really bad for Tristan.
Don't I hate him?
Why do I have to be so nice? I always knew it was going to get me into trouble.
And right now, it's happening.
Before I knew it I ran out of the diner after Tristan, searching for answers.