Title: Spring Fling

Author: lannah

Summary: Rory, Lorelai, Emily and Richard head out to the Dominican Republic for spring break. Guess whom Rory meets?

Pairing: R/T of course!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I own zippidy-doo-daa of Gilmore Girls. If I did, then Chad Michael Murray would still be on the show and he would be mine (and even if they have nothing to do with Gilmore Girls, J-Boog from B2K and Orlando Bloom would be mine too! Heehee!). Anywayz, all the characters and all that fun stuff belong to the GG crew; the only thing that is mine is the plot (which will most likely turn out to be pretty retarded, so I give you fair warning)!

A.N: Woo hoo!!! The review count is slowly, but surely going up! I'm luvin it! Thanks so much for the reviews guys. It really does wonders for that thing called self-esteem!! haha

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"Ok, I need to pee," Tatum announced a while later.

Jordan started laughing. "Thanks for sharing."

"No problem," she answered, flashing a grin in his direction. "You, come with me," she said beckoning to Rory.

"What? Why?" Rory asked.

"Because...just come!" Tatum.

Rory sighed, got up and followed her towards the bathroom, while the two guys watched in amusement.

"Why is it that girls always go to the bathroom in packs?" Jordan asked, once the two had gotten well out of hearing distance.

Tristan smirked. "To talk about us, of course. And how hot we are."

Jordan rolled his eyes. "Don't you just wish Dugrey! So what's going on with you and Rory anyway?"

Tristan's eyes immediately stopped roaming around the room. "What are you talking about?"

Jordan shrugged. "I don't know man. It kinda seemed like something was going on there."

"Nope. There is definitely nothing going on," Tristan answered him. 'At least on her end anyway,' he thought to himself.

*****

"I thought you said you had to use the bathroom?" Rory asked Tatum, as she hoisted herself up on one of the sinks, upon reaching the bathroom.

Tatum shrugged. "I needed a reason to get away from the table."

Rory looked at her confused. "Why?"

Tatum groaned. "You are so clueless! I need details here! How come you never mentioned that you knew this incredibly fine, and when I say fine, I mean fine guy, and his equally as fine friend?"

"I didn't know Jordan up until an hour ago," Rory answered.

Tatum stuck her tongue out at her. "You know what I mean!"

Rory shrugged. "It never came up...and I kinda forgot he was here amidst all the golf playing today."

"Ok fine," Tatum laughed. She paused, "can I ask you something?"

Rory smiled. "I have a feeling you're going to ask me anyways, even if I say no."

Tatum laughed. "Well you're right about that one. So, is anything going on between you two?"

"Why? Are you interested?" Rory asked, suddenly developing an almost nauseous feeling in her stomach.

"Come on! Have you looked at that kid? Who wouldn't be interested!" Tatum answered, but then added. "Nah..I don't think interested in an 'interested' sense...but, I was kind of getting the feeling that something was up with you two."

Rory shook her head. A little too much. "Nope, nothing's going on."

"Yeah right. You guys have been flirting since he got here," Tatum said, matter-of-factly.

"We have not! I don't flirt," Rory exclaimed.

Tatum laughed. "Fine...come on let's go. I need to find me some hot guys to dance with. Maybe I can drag Jordan onto the dance floor and leave you and Tristan some alone time!"

She ducked and ran out of the bathroom laughing, as Rory attempted to smack her.

*****

Rory slowed down her walking speed, noticing the blonde sitting extremely close to Tristan, as she and Tatum neared the table they were previously sitting at.

"Who's that?" Rory asked.

Tatum shrugged. "He doesn't waste time though, does he?" and wiped the grin off her face at the look Rory shot her.

"Hey guys", Rory announced brightly.

Jordan and Tristan looked up.

"Oh...hey," Tristan answered. "Umm...Ror, this is Cassy. Cass...Rory and Tatum."

The girl let off a throaty giggle. "Hi!" she exclaimed.

Rory had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at the raised eyebrow look Tatum was giving her.

"Bimbo alert," Tatum whispered to her.

Rory cracked a smile and glanced over at Tristan. She was somewhat surprised to notice the 'help-me' look he was flashing at her, Jordan and Tatum.

At that Rory's smile broke into a grin. Tristan DuGrey was pleading to be rescued from a girl? Especially one that was definitely his type? Somewhere in the world, pigs were flying at that precise moment.

"Do something," Tatum whispered to her.

"Like what?" Rory whispered back.

Tatum shrugged. "Ooh, I know," she whispered, then adding in a louder voice, "hey Rory, you know how we heard those girls saying something about how they think Paul Walker is down here...?" she asked.

Rory shot her a confused look but then nodded in realization as Cassy's head snapped up at Tatum's comment.

"Well, I think they were right, 'cause I thought I saw someone that looked like him outside and some person was calling him 'Paul,'" Tatum finished.

"Ohmygod! Are you, like, serious?" Cassy immediately asked.

Tatum smirked. "Yeah. You a Paul Walker fan?"

"Yes! He was so cute in the Fast and the Furious," Cassy practically squealed. "Where'd you see him?"

"Outside around the pool area," Tatum answered.

"I'll see you later," Cassy said, jumping up and practically ran towards the exit.

With that, all four of them broke out into laughter.

"Thank you so much," Tristan said, gratefully.

"Wow, who would have thought, that you of all people didn't want to be around her," Rory said, sitting down.

"Come on Mary. You know there's only one girl for me," he said grinning and winked at her.

At that moment Rory's eyes caught Tatum and immediately recognized the look she had on her face, which was clearly saying 'flirting'!

Rory groaned and dropped her head on the table.

"You know I hear that damages brain cells," Tristan commented.

"I think I need my brain to be damaged right about now," Rory answered, her head still on the table.

*****
Alright, crappy? Yeah I thought so! Completely unrealistic with the whole Paul Walker thing? Yeah I thought so! But I can be as unrealistic as I want cuz it's my fic! My precious!! bah ha!! Anywayz, you know that lil purple button on the left hand corner of the screen is just calling your name. How about you click it?!

BTW, I'm too tired to proofread this chapter...so there's probably mistakes. OH well. Ima go watch American Idol now (when I really should be studying for my Biology test).

P.S. Did anyone see the new Buffy episode yesterday? The one where Spike and Principal Wood were beating each other up? If you did, care to tell me what happened since I missed all of it, except that part.