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Here's the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews. Please continue you just don't know what it does for my ego. Okay it's not R yet, but give it some time.
AN: *…* anything that looks like this is what the person is thinking.
Too Together
The Hotel
Tristan DuGrey checked to make sure he had his cell phone, and that it was charged. Then he checked to make sure his ticket is still in his pocket. He unzipped his suitcase one last time just in case that might help him remember something. br
"I swear I forgot something," Tristan said in a frustrated voice. br
"Tristan, sir, did you forget something?" Saria said holding up Tristan's passport.br
"Gracias, senorita. What would I do without you?" Tristan said taking the passport from his favorite person in the DuGrey household, the maid.br
"Starve. Is something on your mind? Or should I say someone. As much as you've traveled, it's not like you to forget that," Saria said with concern in her voice.br
"Yeah, I guess there is someone. But I'd rather not talk about it. I just wanna enjoy my spring break. Do a little partying in Florida. Take my mind off things," Tristan replied. br
"All right master Tristan. Have a good break," Saria said and gave him a playful shove out the bedroom door.br
Tristan walked out the door and got into the waiting limo. It drove him to the airport and he boarded his plane.br
*All right Tristan this is gonna be like any other spring break you've had. Partying, hooking up, the works. You will not think about her. As a matter of fact, you are gonna go to sleep on this flight and when you wake up you won't even remember the girl who has you considering a change of lifestyle.* Then he got comfortable in his first class seat and fell asleep. br
A while later the sound of the stewardess woke him. His first thought: *I wonder what Rory's doing for spring break.*br
When he got off the plane he practically stepped right into a waiting limo. The driver asked for the destination and Tristan told him to take him to get some food first and then to the hotel. Tristan finally arrived at the hotel, about thirty minutes after his arrival, and walked towards the check in desk. When he got to the door leading into the room, which held the desk, he stopped dead in his racks.br
*No, it couldn't be*br
He walked up to a girl sitting on a couch and said the name.
"Rory?" he said. Her head snapped up and all previous aspirations slipped away when he looked into her gorgeous blue eyes.
AN: I've already started the next chapter. So I'll add it in a little while. Sorry about the eye thing before. Where I live the show comes on at 2:30 am. I tend to get wrapped up in the story and miss the little details. Also, I thought I read someone's fic who said her eyes were brown. My bad.