Part Four: What's a girl gonna do?
Rory peered anxiously around the doorway. She didn't see anyone at all. The house she was going to be living in was gorgeous and old, placed in the Boston Historical area, however, Rory was nervous. She could still see Tristan's face when he had left for military school. She sometimes wished he had kissed her, Dean or no Dean. But what could she do now? The past was done and nothing could change it. A tall blonde guy walking towards her interrupted her musings.
"You must be Charlie. Hi! I'm Rory. Jess and his girlfriend Paris are just coming. They took Paris's car and I drove Jess and my car. Umm, sooo, it's a beautiful place you have." Rory babbled on.
"Yeah, thanks. It was Tristan and my aunt's house. When she died, she left it to us for college. I think you know my cousin Tristan, he used to go to Chilton with you." Charlie said raising his eyebrows at Rory.
Underneath, Rory was panicking. Tristan was here. He was in the other room. What was she going to do? There was no buffer between them, because she didn't know Charlie and Paris and Jess weren't there yet. She panicked.
"Uh, I'd better get the stuff unloaded. If I wait until Jess and Paris arrive, I'll be waiting until tomorrow for clean clothes." Rory suddenly burst out as Tristan came around the corner. She hid her eyes behind her long chocolate hair and scurried out of the house. Tristan raised his eyebrows once more at Charlie as they watched Rory scuttle out to the car. Charlie shrugged as they watched a BMW Z3 Roadster pull up the drive. A petite blonde and a brunette guy hopped out. Charlie exhaled slowly.
"Is that Paris? As in Paris Gellar?" Charlie asked incredulously. Tristan nodded. Charlie blinked and headed out. Tristan watched curiously. During the Summer holidays of Sophomore going into Junior year, Charlie had come to stay at his place with his parents and him for the break. He had introduced Charlie to Paris at the Club and Charlie had hit it off with Paris. However, Charlie was in his sophomore year at university and was used to a different sort of girl and had ended up breaking Paris's heart. Another DuGrey to break Paris's heart. Paris had started the school year more angry and bitter than before, with her home life not much better.
"Oh thank God you guys arrived when you did. Tristan is here and I need you to be my buffer!" Rory exclaimed. She suddenly noticed Paris's face drain of all it's colour. "What?"
"Charlie." Was Paris's answer. Jess gripped his girlfriend's hand tightly. She squeezed it back reassuringly.
"Paris Gellar, you look great." Charlie said enthusiastically. Paris smiled, suddenly looking better. She was glad she had decided to confront Charlie straight away. She needed to put the past behind her. And she now had.
"Thanks. This is my boyfriend Jess. I think you guys have met." Paris answered. Charlie nodded at Jess.
"So you're the lucky guy that got Paris. She's a great girl. Take care of her. So, Rory," Charlie said turning back to Rory. "Do you need help unloading?"
"Yeah, there's heaps of stuff." Rory said thankfully, I am so glad Tristan hasn't surfaced yet.
"I'll help too." A deep voice offered. Speak of the devil. Rory thought, groaning inwardly. Paris smiled as she strode up to the person behind Rory.
"Tristan! You've returned to the civilised world once more! Glad to be out?" Paris asked excitedly. Tristan laughed.
"Yep." He held out his had cordially to Jess. "Hi, I'm Tristan. We haven't met. I'm this doofus's cousin." He said laughing as Jess shook it.
"Hey! I resent that." Charlie laughed. The initial awkwardness was over. The group settled into the process of unloading. Rory, however, stayed out of Tristan's way. The one time when they did meet eyes, the same chemistry shot out between them. Rory sighed. This was not going to be easy.
Rory peered anxiously around the doorway. She didn't see anyone at all. The house she was going to be living in was gorgeous and old, placed in the Boston Historical area, however, Rory was nervous. She could still see Tristan's face when he had left for military school. She sometimes wished he had kissed her, Dean or no Dean. But what could she do now? The past was done and nothing could change it. A tall blonde guy walking towards her interrupted her musings.
"You must be Charlie. Hi! I'm Rory. Jess and his girlfriend Paris are just coming. They took Paris's car and I drove Jess and my car. Umm, sooo, it's a beautiful place you have." Rory babbled on.
"Yeah, thanks. It was Tristan and my aunt's house. When she died, she left it to us for college. I think you know my cousin Tristan, he used to go to Chilton with you." Charlie said raising his eyebrows at Rory.
Underneath, Rory was panicking. Tristan was here. He was in the other room. What was she going to do? There was no buffer between them, because she didn't know Charlie and Paris and Jess weren't there yet. She panicked.
"Uh, I'd better get the stuff unloaded. If I wait until Jess and Paris arrive, I'll be waiting until tomorrow for clean clothes." Rory suddenly burst out as Tristan came around the corner. She hid her eyes behind her long chocolate hair and scurried out of the house. Tristan raised his eyebrows once more at Charlie as they watched Rory scuttle out to the car. Charlie shrugged as they watched a BMW Z3 Roadster pull up the drive. A petite blonde and a brunette guy hopped out. Charlie exhaled slowly.
"Is that Paris? As in Paris Gellar?" Charlie asked incredulously. Tristan nodded. Charlie blinked and headed out. Tristan watched curiously. During the Summer holidays of Sophomore going into Junior year, Charlie had come to stay at his place with his parents and him for the break. He had introduced Charlie to Paris at the Club and Charlie had hit it off with Paris. However, Charlie was in his sophomore year at university and was used to a different sort of girl and had ended up breaking Paris's heart. Another DuGrey to break Paris's heart. Paris had started the school year more angry and bitter than before, with her home life not much better.
"Oh thank God you guys arrived when you did. Tristan is here and I need you to be my buffer!" Rory exclaimed. She suddenly noticed Paris's face drain of all it's colour. "What?"
"Charlie." Was Paris's answer. Jess gripped his girlfriend's hand tightly. She squeezed it back reassuringly.
"Paris Gellar, you look great." Charlie said enthusiastically. Paris smiled, suddenly looking better. She was glad she had decided to confront Charlie straight away. She needed to put the past behind her. And she now had.
"Thanks. This is my boyfriend Jess. I think you guys have met." Paris answered. Charlie nodded at Jess.
"So you're the lucky guy that got Paris. She's a great girl. Take care of her. So, Rory," Charlie said turning back to Rory. "Do you need help unloading?"
"Yeah, there's heaps of stuff." Rory said thankfully, I am so glad Tristan hasn't surfaced yet.
"I'll help too." A deep voice offered. Speak of the devil. Rory thought, groaning inwardly. Paris smiled as she strode up to the person behind Rory.
"Tristan! You've returned to the civilised world once more! Glad to be out?" Paris asked excitedly. Tristan laughed.
"Yep." He held out his had cordially to Jess. "Hi, I'm Tristan. We haven't met. I'm this doofus's cousin." He said laughing as Jess shook it.
"Hey! I resent that." Charlie laughed. The initial awkwardness was over. The group settled into the process of unloading. Rory, however, stayed out of Tristan's way. The one time when they did meet eyes, the same chemistry shot out between them. Rory sighed. This was not going to be easy.