Chapter 3: Settling In
"All right where do we go from here?" Rory asked once they had collected their luggage.
"We get a cab to take us to the Majestic Hotel, check in, and then do whatever we want for the rest of the day." Tristan replied.
"Let's go then." Rory was happy, she was finally in Italy pursuing a dream, a dream that would help her get into Harvard.
Once they were outside Tristan signaled for a taxi, he got one, so they out their luggage in the trunk and climbed in.
"Where to?" The driver asked.
"Majestic Hotel." Tristan replied.
Rory stared out the window the whole ride, mesmerized by each landmark.
"We're here." The driver announced.
Tristan paid him, and they grabbed their bags from the trunk, and walked into the hotel.
"Wow this place is gorgeous." Gasped Rory.
"Yeah, I stayed her a few summers ago with my grandpa." Tristan commented.
"We should check in."
They checked in and got their room keys. Rory was in room 317 and Tristan was in 318. As Tristan had guessed there was an adjoining door in the rooms. Rory walked into her room and gasped. She had never been in such a lavish hotel room before, she couldn't believe that Chilton was paying for all of this. Rory started putting her clothing away in the chest drawers. When she was done with that she put her cosmetics in the bathroom. Rory took a moment to look out the window. Tristan popped into her mind as she surveyed the city. That tingly feeling she had gotten on the plane was like the ones she used to get when she and Dean started dating, except these ones were stronger. And Dean was gone now. He had moved to California shortly after they had broken up during the summer.
"It's a beautiful city isn't it." Tristan whispered into Rory's ear, after he snuck up behind her.
"Tristan! You scared me. How did you get into my room?"
"The adjoining door was unlocked."
"Oh."
"I just wanted to see if you wanted to go out for lunch."
"Can I have coffee?" Rory perked up.
"Sure."
"Ok I'll get my coat."
Rory grabbed her coat and purse off her bed and she followed Tristan out the door.
Sorry this was a short chapter, I'll write more soon.
"All right where do we go from here?" Rory asked once they had collected their luggage.
"We get a cab to take us to the Majestic Hotel, check in, and then do whatever we want for the rest of the day." Tristan replied.
"Let's go then." Rory was happy, she was finally in Italy pursuing a dream, a dream that would help her get into Harvard.
Once they were outside Tristan signaled for a taxi, he got one, so they out their luggage in the trunk and climbed in.
"Where to?" The driver asked.
"Majestic Hotel." Tristan replied.
Rory stared out the window the whole ride, mesmerized by each landmark.
"We're here." The driver announced.
Tristan paid him, and they grabbed their bags from the trunk, and walked into the hotel.
"Wow this place is gorgeous." Gasped Rory.
"Yeah, I stayed her a few summers ago with my grandpa." Tristan commented.
"We should check in."
They checked in and got their room keys. Rory was in room 317 and Tristan was in 318. As Tristan had guessed there was an adjoining door in the rooms. Rory walked into her room and gasped. She had never been in such a lavish hotel room before, she couldn't believe that Chilton was paying for all of this. Rory started putting her clothing away in the chest drawers. When she was done with that she put her cosmetics in the bathroom. Rory took a moment to look out the window. Tristan popped into her mind as she surveyed the city. That tingly feeling she had gotten on the plane was like the ones she used to get when she and Dean started dating, except these ones were stronger. And Dean was gone now. He had moved to California shortly after they had broken up during the summer.
"It's a beautiful city isn't it." Tristan whispered into Rory's ear, after he snuck up behind her.
"Tristan! You scared me. How did you get into my room?"
"The adjoining door was unlocked."
"Oh."
"I just wanted to see if you wanted to go out for lunch."
"Can I have coffee?" Rory perked up.
"Sure."
"Ok I'll get my coat."
Rory grabbed her coat and purse off her bed and she followed Tristan out the door.
Sorry this was a short chapter, I'll write more soon.