Ok, Some Shout outs for Chapter 8 are in order....
~Naomi: I can't give out the next chapter! Lol...just wait and read ( and you're right, Tristan is a hottie!
~Reader-writer: Thanks for just reviewing, it means a lot.
~SarahV: No honey, I don't rule, you do, you guys make me so happy, you have no idea how wonderful it feels to have people say such nice things about something that I work hard on...Thank you so much (
~Piper-h-99: Ok, don't want to sound like a bitch, but for the love of god, I got the hint after the first 25 times you wrote update, please don't do that again, and this goes for everybody else, lol, I not only think its rude, its also very annoying, so thanks in advance for respecting my wishes... :)
~Lucyferina: Well, here's the update, the same goes for you, thank you so much for reviewing....
~Julia: I thought it was sweet, but I'm worried about going out of character. I kind of get off track and take them to new lengths, lengths that I create in my mind, and I apologize for that.
And last but by no means least, Mandie, wow, you've been reviewing my story since I published it in like March of last year.... Hope I don't suck too much (
Ok kiddies, here it is, Chapter 9.... Will he propose? And if he does, will she accept?
***
Tristan caught up to her before she walked through the doors and grabbed her elbow to slow her down. "Slow down hon, we're in no rush."
"Oh, sorry, these long legs of mine are so used to walking faster than normal." Rory replied, smiling.
"Lets not talk about your long legs right now, we'll discuss those later, inch by sweet inch. But for now, smile." Tristan said, putting his arm around her back and pointing her towards a photographer, hoping she was smiling.
"I almost forgot how publicized these things are. Its like they expect a surprise engagement to come out or some scandal." She said, laughing, not knowing how close she was to the truth.
"Uh yea, anyway, let's go find my grandfather, I can't wait to see him again." Tristan replied, changing the subject, looking around for the eldest DuGrey.
"Umm, there he is, up by the podium." Rory pointed out, looking at Janlen DuGrey himself.
"Ok, let's go." He said, pushing her in the right direction.
***
The night had been going great; Rory was having genuine fun. Her mother was right in saying these parties were always more fun when you could drink. Even though she wasn't 21, she was still allowed a glass or two of champagne, here and there. Around 11:45 Tristan walked up to the podium, and cleared his throat in the microphone, signaling that he had something important to say.
"Good evening everyone, I hope you are all having as much fun as I am." He started, waiting for some type of response, which came in a loud applause and a few whistles. "Good. Well, the reason we're all here tonight is because of one man, my grandfather Janlen DuGrey. I guess he just felt the need for a party, and it's a pretty good one if you ask me." Tristan continued, joining in the applause for his grandfather, and waving his hand at Janlen to join him at the podium.
"Thank you everybody, you are all too kind." Janlen started, "The reason I wanted to throw a party was because my grandson, Tristan, has finally come home from that Military School that whipped him into shape, mentally and obviously physically." He said, chuckling at his own joke. "But right now, I believe he has something to say, that is of great importance." Tristan, who had gone down to stand in the front row with Rory, looked at her, shrugged, grabbed her hand and brought her with him.
"Well," he started, "I guess you could say that what I have to say is kind of important, considering it has to do with the rest of my life." He turned to look at Rory, who was innocently looking around the audience, and caught his eye. She realized what he was about to do and felt herself grow paler than she thought possible. She just stood there, staring like an idiot, as Tristan got down to one knee, pulled out a little black box, took out a ring, and continue his speech, not noticing all the flashing bulbs from the photographers cameras.
"Rory, I'm pretty sure I've loved you since that first day at Chilton. I was even more confident of that love the day I left for Military school. I am now so confident of that love that I have been planning to propose to you for the past two weeks, I just needed the perfect time, and here it is. So, Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, will you please make me the happiest man on earth and become Lorelai Leigh DuGrey?"
Tristan watched tears form in her eyes as he held the beautiful ring up to her, and felt them form in his own. He didn't know what she was thinking, but it sure was taking a long time for her to respond.
Rory looked around at everybody, took a deep breath, and said...
"No."
***
Ok, so there it is, like always keep this give-give relationship going, I crave reviews.... Let me know what you think! Thanks...G
~Naomi: I can't give out the next chapter! Lol...just wait and read ( and you're right, Tristan is a hottie!
~Reader-writer: Thanks for just reviewing, it means a lot.
~SarahV: No honey, I don't rule, you do, you guys make me so happy, you have no idea how wonderful it feels to have people say such nice things about something that I work hard on...Thank you so much (
~Piper-h-99: Ok, don't want to sound like a bitch, but for the love of god, I got the hint after the first 25 times you wrote update, please don't do that again, and this goes for everybody else, lol, I not only think its rude, its also very annoying, so thanks in advance for respecting my wishes... :)
~Lucyferina: Well, here's the update, the same goes for you, thank you so much for reviewing....
~Julia: I thought it was sweet, but I'm worried about going out of character. I kind of get off track and take them to new lengths, lengths that I create in my mind, and I apologize for that.
And last but by no means least, Mandie, wow, you've been reviewing my story since I published it in like March of last year.... Hope I don't suck too much (
Ok kiddies, here it is, Chapter 9.... Will he propose? And if he does, will she accept?
***
Tristan caught up to her before she walked through the doors and grabbed her elbow to slow her down. "Slow down hon, we're in no rush."
"Oh, sorry, these long legs of mine are so used to walking faster than normal." Rory replied, smiling.
"Lets not talk about your long legs right now, we'll discuss those later, inch by sweet inch. But for now, smile." Tristan said, putting his arm around her back and pointing her towards a photographer, hoping she was smiling.
"I almost forgot how publicized these things are. Its like they expect a surprise engagement to come out or some scandal." She said, laughing, not knowing how close she was to the truth.
"Uh yea, anyway, let's go find my grandfather, I can't wait to see him again." Tristan replied, changing the subject, looking around for the eldest DuGrey.
"Umm, there he is, up by the podium." Rory pointed out, looking at Janlen DuGrey himself.
"Ok, let's go." He said, pushing her in the right direction.
***
The night had been going great; Rory was having genuine fun. Her mother was right in saying these parties were always more fun when you could drink. Even though she wasn't 21, she was still allowed a glass or two of champagne, here and there. Around 11:45 Tristan walked up to the podium, and cleared his throat in the microphone, signaling that he had something important to say.
"Good evening everyone, I hope you are all having as much fun as I am." He started, waiting for some type of response, which came in a loud applause and a few whistles. "Good. Well, the reason we're all here tonight is because of one man, my grandfather Janlen DuGrey. I guess he just felt the need for a party, and it's a pretty good one if you ask me." Tristan continued, joining in the applause for his grandfather, and waving his hand at Janlen to join him at the podium.
"Thank you everybody, you are all too kind." Janlen started, "The reason I wanted to throw a party was because my grandson, Tristan, has finally come home from that Military School that whipped him into shape, mentally and obviously physically." He said, chuckling at his own joke. "But right now, I believe he has something to say, that is of great importance." Tristan, who had gone down to stand in the front row with Rory, looked at her, shrugged, grabbed her hand and brought her with him.
"Well," he started, "I guess you could say that what I have to say is kind of important, considering it has to do with the rest of my life." He turned to look at Rory, who was innocently looking around the audience, and caught his eye. She realized what he was about to do and felt herself grow paler than she thought possible. She just stood there, staring like an idiot, as Tristan got down to one knee, pulled out a little black box, took out a ring, and continue his speech, not noticing all the flashing bulbs from the photographers cameras.
"Rory, I'm pretty sure I've loved you since that first day at Chilton. I was even more confident of that love the day I left for Military school. I am now so confident of that love that I have been planning to propose to you for the past two weeks, I just needed the perfect time, and here it is. So, Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, will you please make me the happiest man on earth and become Lorelai Leigh DuGrey?"
Tristan watched tears form in her eyes as he held the beautiful ring up to her, and felt them form in his own. He didn't know what she was thinking, but it sure was taking a long time for her to respond.
Rory looked around at everybody, took a deep breath, and said...
"No."
***
Ok, so there it is, like always keep this give-give relationship going, I crave reviews.... Let me know what you think! Thanks...G