Chapter 4: A café and some shopping
"So where are we going?" Rory asked as they walked down the busy sidewalk.
"Oh this little café that I know about." Tristan said calmly.
"Oh that is so cliché, it sounds like something right out of a movie. There's just this little place I know about." Rory laughed.
"Well if you feel that way we don't have to go, and I guess that would mean you get no coffee, and that would be such a pity."
"No, no we can go there."
"Ok but I don't think you get any coffee, you haven't been nice enough to me Mary to deserve your precious java."
"Excuse me. I haven't been nice to you? Tristan what planet do you live on? You're the one who is always being a jackass to me. You call me Mary and you constantly make rude comments, and you along with Paris have made Chilton a living hell for me." Rory's eyes flared with anger.
"Woah, calm down. And you haven't exactly made my life peachy either Rory. As I recall last year you embarrassed me by refusing to go to PJ Harvey and then you said that you hated me."
"I never said that."
"Yes you did. You told bag boy that, and then you said that you loved him."
"Tristan I didn't mean that. I just said I hated you to Dean to make him see that we weren't going out."
"So you don't hate me?" Tristan said hopefully.
"No I don't. So where is this coffee."
'Yes she doesn't hate me. Maybe there is a chance for us after all.' Tristan thought.
They walked to the café in silence. There seemed to be a lot of silence between them today, and both Rory and Tristan were wondering why.
"And here it is." Tristan said as they walked into a small but elegant café, and sat down at a table. Soon a waitress came over to take their orders. They both ordered coffee and a pastry.
"Here's your food." The waitress said a few minutes later placing it in front of them. Rory immediately took a sip of her coffee.
"Wow this is as good as Luke's. I'll have to tell mom about this." Rory grinned.
"You and your mom are really close aren't you?" Tristan asked.
"Yeah, she's my best friend besides Lane. We're kinda all each other have, but we like it that way."
"I envy you Rory, you actually have a relationship with your mom, I maybe see my parents once a month. I basically take care of myself. If it weren't for our housekeeper I would be living alone."
"That's horrible. I'd say I'm sorry but for some reason I don't think you want my pity."
"You're right I don't. but hey not everyone can have a perfect home life right. And at least now I'll be far away from it for awhile."
"Yeah, so what do you think that classes will be like? I wonder how many other students will be there," Rory said.
"From what Mr. Medina told me they are mainly focusing on writing, and there is only around ten or so others."
"I hope it will be fun, and at least there is no homework. So what should we do for the rest of the day."
"I don't care you can pick."
Rory got a evil grin on his face and Tristan instantly regretted his words.
"Umm Rory why do you have that look on your face?"
"What look?" she asked innocently, "I was just thinking about what we should do. I hear that Italy has some great shopping. I think we should go check it out."
"NO Rory I hate shopping, even when it's for myself." Tristan objected.
"C'mon Tristan it will be fun. Please. Pretty please with sugar on top. I promise that we can do whatever you want on Saturday."
"You promise?" Tristan grinned already planning something in his head.
"Yes, so let's go shopping!"
"Ok."
Tristan put some money down on the table and they headed out of the café.
"So Tristan where are the stores? You know this area way better than me."
"Great now I have to find the stores too, this should be exciting."
Reluctantly Tristan led Rory around to different stores, they had gone to nearly twenty and now they were at their last store. After this they could finally head back to the hotel. Rory had four bags filled with clothing. Luckily her grandpa had given her plenty of spending money for this trip so she took the opportunity to buy clothing. Tristan also had two bags of his own, when he found some shirts that he just couldn't resist.
"Hey Rory how about you get this dress." Tristan offered holding up and extremely low cut, short, tight black dress.
"Umm no thanks, I really don't go for the slut look." Rory rolled her eyes.
"Aww come on, at least try it on. Look I'll try this on." He said holding up a hot pink tube dress.
"Tristan that's pathetic. You would try on that dress just to see me in this slinky piece of material? As interesting as your offer sounds I think that I am going to take a rain check on that."
"Rain check huh, you know that mean you'll have to try it on sometime then."
"Whatever, I'm just gonna go try on these dresses now and then we can go back to the hotel ok."
"Ok. Hey Rory can I see the dresses on you?"
"Sure."
Rory went into the dressing room and Tristan sat outside of it on a pink frilly chair. He waited a few minutes until he had to ask Rory what was taking her so long."
"Rooooory what is taking so long?" Tristan whined.
"Stop complaining." Rory said walking out of the dressing room. "So what do you think?" She asked twirling around in front of him.
Tristan's heart almost stopped. She looked gorgeous. 'Ohmigod she looks beautiful' he thought. Tristan took a second to regain his composure.
"It looks good you should by it." He said calmly.
"Ok I think I will." Rory agreed as she headed back into the dressing room. In a few minutes she came back out dressed in her regular clothes. "All right let's go."
Rory bought her dress and they walked back to the hotel. They decided after much bickering in the elevator that they were going back to Rory's room to order a movie and watch it on her TV.
Rory unlocked her door and Tristan followed her in. They both set down their bags and Rory flopped down on her bed.
"Ahh I'm so tired." She yawned.
"Yeah me too, so what movie do you wanna watch? I was thinking something like American Pie."
"Ugh you would. How about a comedy that doesn't involve tons of sex. How about Umm … Dead Man On Campus, no, oh oh I got it! Clueless! I love that movie." Rory gushed.
"Ok, I'll admit it, secretly I like Clueless too, and Alicia looks hot in that movie."
"All right it's settled then you order the movie and I'm going to go change into my pjs."
"Rory it's not even dinner yet, your going to have to change again if we go out."
"Tristan have you ever heard of room service? I'm not going anywhere tonight."
"Oh I get it you just want to spend all of your time in the hotel room alone with me." Tristan stated.
"Whatever, order the movie." Rory said as she grabbed her pjs and headed into her bathroom.
"So where are we going?" Rory asked as they walked down the busy sidewalk.
"Oh this little café that I know about." Tristan said calmly.
"Oh that is so cliché, it sounds like something right out of a movie. There's just this little place I know about." Rory laughed.
"Well if you feel that way we don't have to go, and I guess that would mean you get no coffee, and that would be such a pity."
"No, no we can go there."
"Ok but I don't think you get any coffee, you haven't been nice enough to me Mary to deserve your precious java."
"Excuse me. I haven't been nice to you? Tristan what planet do you live on? You're the one who is always being a jackass to me. You call me Mary and you constantly make rude comments, and you along with Paris have made Chilton a living hell for me." Rory's eyes flared with anger.
"Woah, calm down. And you haven't exactly made my life peachy either Rory. As I recall last year you embarrassed me by refusing to go to PJ Harvey and then you said that you hated me."
"I never said that."
"Yes you did. You told bag boy that, and then you said that you loved him."
"Tristan I didn't mean that. I just said I hated you to Dean to make him see that we weren't going out."
"So you don't hate me?" Tristan said hopefully.
"No I don't. So where is this coffee."
'Yes she doesn't hate me. Maybe there is a chance for us after all.' Tristan thought.
They walked to the café in silence. There seemed to be a lot of silence between them today, and both Rory and Tristan were wondering why.
"And here it is." Tristan said as they walked into a small but elegant café, and sat down at a table. Soon a waitress came over to take their orders. They both ordered coffee and a pastry.
"Here's your food." The waitress said a few minutes later placing it in front of them. Rory immediately took a sip of her coffee.
"Wow this is as good as Luke's. I'll have to tell mom about this." Rory grinned.
"You and your mom are really close aren't you?" Tristan asked.
"Yeah, she's my best friend besides Lane. We're kinda all each other have, but we like it that way."
"I envy you Rory, you actually have a relationship with your mom, I maybe see my parents once a month. I basically take care of myself. If it weren't for our housekeeper I would be living alone."
"That's horrible. I'd say I'm sorry but for some reason I don't think you want my pity."
"You're right I don't. but hey not everyone can have a perfect home life right. And at least now I'll be far away from it for awhile."
"Yeah, so what do you think that classes will be like? I wonder how many other students will be there," Rory said.
"From what Mr. Medina told me they are mainly focusing on writing, and there is only around ten or so others."
"I hope it will be fun, and at least there is no homework. So what should we do for the rest of the day."
"I don't care you can pick."
Rory got a evil grin on his face and Tristan instantly regretted his words.
"Umm Rory why do you have that look on your face?"
"What look?" she asked innocently, "I was just thinking about what we should do. I hear that Italy has some great shopping. I think we should go check it out."
"NO Rory I hate shopping, even when it's for myself." Tristan objected.
"C'mon Tristan it will be fun. Please. Pretty please with sugar on top. I promise that we can do whatever you want on Saturday."
"You promise?" Tristan grinned already planning something in his head.
"Yes, so let's go shopping!"
"Ok."
Tristan put some money down on the table and they headed out of the café.
"So Tristan where are the stores? You know this area way better than me."
"Great now I have to find the stores too, this should be exciting."
Reluctantly Tristan led Rory around to different stores, they had gone to nearly twenty and now they were at their last store. After this they could finally head back to the hotel. Rory had four bags filled with clothing. Luckily her grandpa had given her plenty of spending money for this trip so she took the opportunity to buy clothing. Tristan also had two bags of his own, when he found some shirts that he just couldn't resist.
"Hey Rory how about you get this dress." Tristan offered holding up and extremely low cut, short, tight black dress.
"Umm no thanks, I really don't go for the slut look." Rory rolled her eyes.
"Aww come on, at least try it on. Look I'll try this on." He said holding up a hot pink tube dress.
"Tristan that's pathetic. You would try on that dress just to see me in this slinky piece of material? As interesting as your offer sounds I think that I am going to take a rain check on that."
"Rain check huh, you know that mean you'll have to try it on sometime then."
"Whatever, I'm just gonna go try on these dresses now and then we can go back to the hotel ok."
"Ok. Hey Rory can I see the dresses on you?"
"Sure."
Rory went into the dressing room and Tristan sat outside of it on a pink frilly chair. He waited a few minutes until he had to ask Rory what was taking her so long."
"Rooooory what is taking so long?" Tristan whined.
"Stop complaining." Rory said walking out of the dressing room. "So what do you think?" She asked twirling around in front of him.
Tristan's heart almost stopped. She looked gorgeous. 'Ohmigod she looks beautiful' he thought. Tristan took a second to regain his composure.
"It looks good you should by it." He said calmly.
"Ok I think I will." Rory agreed as she headed back into the dressing room. In a few minutes she came back out dressed in her regular clothes. "All right let's go."
Rory bought her dress and they walked back to the hotel. They decided after much bickering in the elevator that they were going back to Rory's room to order a movie and watch it on her TV.
Rory unlocked her door and Tristan followed her in. They both set down their bags and Rory flopped down on her bed.
"Ahh I'm so tired." She yawned.
"Yeah me too, so what movie do you wanna watch? I was thinking something like American Pie."
"Ugh you would. How about a comedy that doesn't involve tons of sex. How about Umm … Dead Man On Campus, no, oh oh I got it! Clueless! I love that movie." Rory gushed.
"Ok, I'll admit it, secretly I like Clueless too, and Alicia looks hot in that movie."
"All right it's settled then you order the movie and I'm going to go change into my pjs."
"Rory it's not even dinner yet, your going to have to change again if we go out."
"Tristan have you ever heard of room service? I'm not going anywhere tonight."
"Oh I get it you just want to spend all of your time in the hotel room alone with me." Tristan stated.
"Whatever, order the movie." Rory said as she grabbed her pjs and headed into her bathroom.