*Disclaimer: I don't own the series Gilmore Girls or the characters. All I
own is my imagination and the plot.
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Rory made her way to her locker and opened it. She checked her watch, while she dropped her bag on the floor. Dean was waiting for her. She pulled a few books out of her locker and got down on her knees to put them in her bag.
T: ''Do you really need all those books ?''
Rory looked up and met Tristan's eyes. She pulled herself away from his gaze and continued packing her bag.
R: ''What can I say ? I love to read.''
T: ''So I noticed.''
R: ''Tristan, is there a reason why you're talking to me ?''
T: ''What ? Now I can't talk to you ?''
Rory got up to close her locker.
R: ''I really have to go, so get to the point.''
T: ''Right to the point huh ? Why Mary, I never thought of you as 'that kind' of girl.''
R: ''I didn't mean it that way and you know it.''
T: ''Whatever you say Mary.''
Rory grabbed her bag from the floor and checked her watch again.
R: ''What do you want Tristan ?''
T: ''You Mary.''
R: ''Tristan........''
T: ''I just love it when you say my name like that.''
R: ''Bye.''
Rory wanted to walk passed Tristan, but he stopped her. When Rory turned around she found herself looking into a pair of blue eyes. Dean had blue eyes too, but she couldn't remember them being as blue as Tristan's eyes. They intrigued her. His eyes were just so fascinating. They were so bright and and she could feel herself drowning in his eyes. She moved her gaze from his eyes to his mouth. Bad move. Now she just kept thinking about the kiss she and Tristan shared.
Tristan followed her every move. He saw that she was staring at his lips and he wondered what was going trough her mind right now. By the look in her eyes probably the same as what he was thinking. He smiled and licked his lips.
O god she really had to look away now. Rory forced herself to look at her feet and took a step back.
R: ''What do you want ?''
T: ''You know what I want.''
Rory took a deep breath and looked up at him again.
R: ''No I don't.''
T: ''Then let me tell you what I want. I want you to..........come to my party tomorrow.''
R: ''A party ?''
T: ''Yeah, what did you think I was talking about ?''
R: ''Nothing.''
Rory started to turn red.
T: ''So, are you coming ?''
R: ''I don't know.''
T: ''Why not ?''
R: ''Dean.''
T: ''You can bring him if you want.''
R: ''But you don't like Dean.''
T: ''Yeah, but I do like you. And if bringing him means that you'll come it's worth it.''
R: ''I don't know.''
T: ''I would really like you to come.''
R: ''I'll have to talk to Dean about it.''
T: ''Why ? You have to ask permission ?''
R: ''No.''
T: ''Then what's the problem ? Just come.''
R: ''Fine, I'll come to your party.''
T: ''Great. It's at my place tomorrow night. Do you need a ride ?''
R: ''No, that's okay. I really gotta go.''
T: ''Then go. Who's keeping you here ?''
Rory smiled and started to head for the doors. What had she done ? She just agreed to go to Tristan's party. She never went to parties, especially not one of Tristan's parties. She heard the stories. Beer, fights and sex. And those were the reasons why she never went to one of his parties. But she knew better, she wouldn't drink and she wouldn't get in to any trouble. And she could leave whenever she wanted. All she had to do was tell Dean about the party and ask him to go with her. She could do that, right ?
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Rory made her way to her locker and opened it. She checked her watch, while she dropped her bag on the floor. Dean was waiting for her. She pulled a few books out of her locker and got down on her knees to put them in her bag.
T: ''Do you really need all those books ?''
Rory looked up and met Tristan's eyes. She pulled herself away from his gaze and continued packing her bag.
R: ''What can I say ? I love to read.''
T: ''So I noticed.''
R: ''Tristan, is there a reason why you're talking to me ?''
T: ''What ? Now I can't talk to you ?''
Rory got up to close her locker.
R: ''I really have to go, so get to the point.''
T: ''Right to the point huh ? Why Mary, I never thought of you as 'that kind' of girl.''
R: ''I didn't mean it that way and you know it.''
T: ''Whatever you say Mary.''
Rory grabbed her bag from the floor and checked her watch again.
R: ''What do you want Tristan ?''
T: ''You Mary.''
R: ''Tristan........''
T: ''I just love it when you say my name like that.''
R: ''Bye.''
Rory wanted to walk passed Tristan, but he stopped her. When Rory turned around she found herself looking into a pair of blue eyes. Dean had blue eyes too, but she couldn't remember them being as blue as Tristan's eyes. They intrigued her. His eyes were just so fascinating. They were so bright and and she could feel herself drowning in his eyes. She moved her gaze from his eyes to his mouth. Bad move. Now she just kept thinking about the kiss she and Tristan shared.
Tristan followed her every move. He saw that she was staring at his lips and he wondered what was going trough her mind right now. By the look in her eyes probably the same as what he was thinking. He smiled and licked his lips.
O god she really had to look away now. Rory forced herself to look at her feet and took a step back.
R: ''What do you want ?''
T: ''You know what I want.''
Rory took a deep breath and looked up at him again.
R: ''No I don't.''
T: ''Then let me tell you what I want. I want you to..........come to my party tomorrow.''
R: ''A party ?''
T: ''Yeah, what did you think I was talking about ?''
R: ''Nothing.''
Rory started to turn red.
T: ''So, are you coming ?''
R: ''I don't know.''
T: ''Why not ?''
R: ''Dean.''
T: ''You can bring him if you want.''
R: ''But you don't like Dean.''
T: ''Yeah, but I do like you. And if bringing him means that you'll come it's worth it.''
R: ''I don't know.''
T: ''I would really like you to come.''
R: ''I'll have to talk to Dean about it.''
T: ''Why ? You have to ask permission ?''
R: ''No.''
T: ''Then what's the problem ? Just come.''
R: ''Fine, I'll come to your party.''
T: ''Great. It's at my place tomorrow night. Do you need a ride ?''
R: ''No, that's okay. I really gotta go.''
T: ''Then go. Who's keeping you here ?''
Rory smiled and started to head for the doors. What had she done ? She just agreed to go to Tristan's party. She never went to parties, especially not one of Tristan's parties. She heard the stories. Beer, fights and sex. And those were the reasons why she never went to one of his parties. But she knew better, she wouldn't drink and she wouldn't get in to any trouble. And she could leave whenever she wanted. All she had to do was tell Dean about the party and ask him to go with her. She could do that, right ?