Okay, I know that I have about 7 unfinished projects, but I ABSOLUTELY had
to write this one. It's an idea that came to me one night and I think it's
pretty good. Oh, and a question for Binkley. Why do you only like some of
my stories and what was so messed up about "BOB (thanks Megan)"?
Another thing: there is no relevance to the title "BOB (thanks Megan), I needed a title and I asked my friend Megan for one, she said BOB, hence the title.
Oh, and I'm not telling you pairing yet. You'll just have to find out later.
Disclaimer: Yup. I own them. I keep Rory under my bed, Lorelai in my closet, Tristan in the cellar, and Dean in the attic (cause they need a fair amount of distance between them). Jess and Luke are currently living under the sink (since they're used to cramped quarters), and Miss Patty is hiding in the laundry room. The rest of Stars Hollow lives in the barn (yes, my family has a barn). Paris likes it beneath my computer desk (what can I say, the girl's got a one-track mind). And while Louise is supposed to stay under the dining room table she keeps trying to sneak up to the attic to see Dean. Madeline has been squeezed into the washing machine, but my mom has to take her out to do loads of laundry, while that process is going on she takes up residence in the refrigerator. Any one else (extras, Chilton students, Mr. Medina and so on) is camped out on my front lawn. (This is my lame attempt at sarcasm, I don't really own any of this stuff.)
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Rory Gilmore sat by herself, deeply absorbed in her old copy of The Secret Garden. She didn't hear the door open, or the rush of city sounds that for a brief second filled the normally quiet room. All she heard was the taunting nursery rhyme as she read it in her book. "Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow…" then, as she paused to think for a moment, the voice became real. "…with silver bells, and cockle shells, and little maids all in a row."
The brunette looked up and was surprised to see the deep blue orbs of her former classmate, Tristan DuGrey.
Flashback October 2000…
Tristan DuGrey slunk into the classroom, fashionably late. He didn't like this class, the only student that ever actually spoke up was Paris, and only because she didn't have a life outside of school.
After exchanging pleasantries with the Mr. Remmy, the teacher, he took his seat. He noticed an unfamiliar student, a girl, sitting a few rows in front of him. "Who's that?" he asked a fellow classmate.
"New girl," came the quick reply. Everyone was focused on Mr. Remmy's talk of 19th century authors.
"Looks like we got ourselves a Mary," he said, more to himself than anybody.
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There you go, that's chapter one. I know it's short, but the chapters will be coming quickly since most of this is composed in my head already.
Anyway, here's the dealio (yeah, I know I'm crazy). This story is going to be a series of flashbacks. It's going to be third person, even the flashbacks, so we won't be hearing it from any specific perspective. The first few flashbacks will be lines from the show, like this one. I hope you like it. If you do, and even if you don't, please review. I don't really mind flames, as someone, I'm not really sure who, I think it was Tanya (Javalass) said: You need some flames to roast your marshmallows on. That isn't a direct quote, that e-mail is on my computer, this is my parents' computer. REVIEW!!!
Another thing: there is no relevance to the title "BOB (thanks Megan), I needed a title and I asked my friend Megan for one, she said BOB, hence the title.
Oh, and I'm not telling you pairing yet. You'll just have to find out later.
Disclaimer: Yup. I own them. I keep Rory under my bed, Lorelai in my closet, Tristan in the cellar, and Dean in the attic (cause they need a fair amount of distance between them). Jess and Luke are currently living under the sink (since they're used to cramped quarters), and Miss Patty is hiding in the laundry room. The rest of Stars Hollow lives in the barn (yes, my family has a barn). Paris likes it beneath my computer desk (what can I say, the girl's got a one-track mind). And while Louise is supposed to stay under the dining room table she keeps trying to sneak up to the attic to see Dean. Madeline has been squeezed into the washing machine, but my mom has to take her out to do loads of laundry, while that process is going on she takes up residence in the refrigerator. Any one else (extras, Chilton students, Mr. Medina and so on) is camped out on my front lawn. (This is my lame attempt at sarcasm, I don't really own any of this stuff.)
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Rory Gilmore sat by herself, deeply absorbed in her old copy of The Secret Garden. She didn't hear the door open, or the rush of city sounds that for a brief second filled the normally quiet room. All she heard was the taunting nursery rhyme as she read it in her book. "Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow…" then, as she paused to think for a moment, the voice became real. "…with silver bells, and cockle shells, and little maids all in a row."
The brunette looked up and was surprised to see the deep blue orbs of her former classmate, Tristan DuGrey.
Flashback October 2000…
Tristan DuGrey slunk into the classroom, fashionably late. He didn't like this class, the only student that ever actually spoke up was Paris, and only because she didn't have a life outside of school.
After exchanging pleasantries with the Mr. Remmy, the teacher, he took his seat. He noticed an unfamiliar student, a girl, sitting a few rows in front of him. "Who's that?" he asked a fellow classmate.
"New girl," came the quick reply. Everyone was focused on Mr. Remmy's talk of 19th century authors.
"Looks like we got ourselves a Mary," he said, more to himself than anybody.
*-*
There you go, that's chapter one. I know it's short, but the chapters will be coming quickly since most of this is composed in my head already.
Anyway, here's the dealio (yeah, I know I'm crazy). This story is going to be a series of flashbacks. It's going to be third person, even the flashbacks, so we won't be hearing it from any specific perspective. The first few flashbacks will be lines from the show, like this one. I hope you like it. If you do, and even if you don't, please review. I don't really mind flames, as someone, I'm not really sure who, I think it was Tanya (Javalass) said: You need some flames to roast your marshmallows on. That isn't a direct quote, that e-mail is on my computer, this is my parents' computer. REVIEW!!!
