Disclaimer: We don't own the characters.. (*Looks around ashamed, then
gasps... TRISTAN, get back in my room, we can't let anyone know your in
there...*) We only own our plot...
And Stephani is writing this chap...
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"So.. how was working on the project?" Dean asked, trying his best not to sound jealous that she had spent the night with another guy. Rory and Dean were walking down the street, holding hands.
"Paris wouldn't let us leave til about 12:30, it was okay. Not alot of talking happened. If we did talk, it'd be about the project. Paris freaked whenever Tristan or I tried to take a break and talk about something other then the project for a few minutes." Rory replied, shrugging.
Dean was silently thanking Paris for not letting Tristan and Rory talk much the night before. "Oh- so you almost done the project then?" he asked.
"Well, I'm about three quarters done my part. We're getting together on Tuesday afterschool, to make sure we've all got our parts done, and discuss how we're going to do the presentation. So I'd say we're almost done. Atleast almost half way done."
Dean smiled, he didn't quite know what to say. So he just nodded.
"So.. what did you do last night?" Rory asked.
"Oh- I hung out with Lindsay. We went and saw a movie, and then went to Lukes for some ice cream." Dean replied.
"Oh thats cool. What movie did you two see?" Rory asked, smiling.
"Soul Survivors." Dean replied.
"Was it good?" Rory asked. Dean nodded.
"It was awsome."
"Co-" Rory was cut off by the sound of her cell phone ringing.
"Hello?" She asked.
-"Hey Mary." Tristan replied.
"Uh.. Hi..." Rory said, then added, "Why are you calling?"
-"I think you grabbed some of my notes last night when you left. I was just doing some work, and I realized I didn't have some of my notes..." Tristan said, trailing off.
"Tristan DuGrey.. doing homework on a weekend? I thought you'd be out with the flavour of the week." Rory joked.
-Tristan shrugged. "Yeah well... Paris is scary, and I thought.. why not do my part now, and get it over with?.. that plus I got bored. So anyways, I was wondering if I could come over and get my notes?" he asked.
"Well.. I'm not at home righ-" Rory was cut off.
-"I figured that, since I had to call you on your cell.. Are you not going to be home for awhile?" Tristan asked.
"Well I'm with Dean right now, and I'm not sure when I'll be home... Why don't you stop by tonight, and if I'm not home, my mom will be. You can get your notes then..." Rory said
-"Alright. See you later. Have fun with stockboy." Tristan said, then hung up.
"What did Tristan want?" Dean asked, his face having anger written all over it.
"I accidently took some of his notes last night. So he's going to come by and pick them up tonight." Rory replied, hanging up the phone, and put it back in her pocket. She looked up at Dean and smiled. The anger in his face was gone by then.
*
A few hours later, Dean and Rory were still walking around town. They had stopped in the gazebo earlier, for awhile. For one of their make out sessions. They were trying to think up something to do.
"What do you wanna do?" Rory asked.
"I don't care.. what do you wanna do?" Dean answered.
Rory sighed, "This is not going to go anywhere if we keep asking each other the same thing..." she said.
"Well, I don't care what we do. So it's totally up to you." Dean replied.
Rory grinned, "Let's go to Lukes. I can think better after a cup of coffee." she said. Dean laughed, and the two started to head towards Lukes.
"HEY DEAN... RORY." The two heard a female voice call out. They turned around, to see Lindsay walking towards them.
"Hey Lindsay." Dean said, smiling.
Rory smiled as well, "Hey."
"What are you two up to?" Lindsay asked.
"We're just heading to Lukes.. you wanna come?" Rory answered. Lindsay nodded.
"I'd love to.. if I'm not intruding." she said, smiling.
"Oh no.. not at all." Dean said. With that the three walked towards Lukes Diner.
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"So.. how was working on the project?" Dean asked, trying his best not to sound jealous that she had spent the night with another guy. Rory and Dean were walking down the street, holding hands.
"Paris wouldn't let us leave til about 12:30, it was okay. Not alot of talking happened. If we did talk, it'd be about the project. Paris freaked whenever Tristan or I tried to take a break and talk about something other then the project for a few minutes." Rory replied, shrugging.
Dean was silently thanking Paris for not letting Tristan and Rory talk much the night before. "Oh- so you almost done the project then?" he asked.
"Well, I'm about three quarters done my part. We're getting together on Tuesday afterschool, to make sure we've all got our parts done, and discuss how we're going to do the presentation. So I'd say we're almost done. Atleast almost half way done."
Dean smiled, he didn't quite know what to say. So he just nodded.
"So.. what did you do last night?" Rory asked.
"Oh- I hung out with Lindsay. We went and saw a movie, and then went to Lukes for some ice cream." Dean replied.
"Oh thats cool. What movie did you two see?" Rory asked, smiling.
"Soul Survivors." Dean replied.
"Was it good?" Rory asked. Dean nodded.
"It was awsome."
"Co-" Rory was cut off by the sound of her cell phone ringing.
"Hello?" She asked.
-"Hey Mary." Tristan replied.
"Uh.. Hi..." Rory said, then added, "Why are you calling?"
-"I think you grabbed some of my notes last night when you left. I was just doing some work, and I realized I didn't have some of my notes..." Tristan said, trailing off.
"Tristan DuGrey.. doing homework on a weekend? I thought you'd be out with the flavour of the week." Rory joked.
-Tristan shrugged. "Yeah well... Paris is scary, and I thought.. why not do my part now, and get it over with?.. that plus I got bored. So anyways, I was wondering if I could come over and get my notes?" he asked.
"Well.. I'm not at home righ-" Rory was cut off.
-"I figured that, since I had to call you on your cell.. Are you not going to be home for awhile?" Tristan asked.
"Well I'm with Dean right now, and I'm not sure when I'll be home... Why don't you stop by tonight, and if I'm not home, my mom will be. You can get your notes then..." Rory said
-"Alright. See you later. Have fun with stockboy." Tristan said, then hung up.
"What did Tristan want?" Dean asked, his face having anger written all over it.
"I accidently took some of his notes last night. So he's going to come by and pick them up tonight." Rory replied, hanging up the phone, and put it back in her pocket. She looked up at Dean and smiled. The anger in his face was gone by then.
*
A few hours later, Dean and Rory were still walking around town. They had stopped in the gazebo earlier, for awhile. For one of their make out sessions. They were trying to think up something to do.
"What do you wanna do?" Rory asked.
"I don't care.. what do you wanna do?" Dean answered.
Rory sighed, "This is not going to go anywhere if we keep asking each other the same thing..." she said.
"Well, I don't care what we do. So it's totally up to you." Dean replied.
Rory grinned, "Let's go to Lukes. I can think better after a cup of coffee." she said. Dean laughed, and the two started to head towards Lukes.
"HEY DEAN... RORY." The two heard a female voice call out. They turned around, to see Lindsay walking towards them.
"Hey Lindsay." Dean said, smiling.
Rory smiled as well, "Hey."
"What are you two up to?" Lindsay asked.
"We're just heading to Lukes.. you wanna come?" Rory answered. Lindsay nodded.
"I'd love to.. if I'm not intruding." she said, smiling.
"Oh no.. not at all." Dean said. With that the three walked towards Lukes Diner.
