dude! 16 chapters! im really flying through this thing! lol. i didn't
even realize i was on 16. o and i have a new
fic out called inside out. its another trory if u wanna check it out.
i can either leave it a one chapter story or i can make it a real story
depending on the reviews. hee hee. on with the story!
***
disclaimer: what is the point of these things anyway? ne way i dont
own gilmore girls so dont hire a lawyer just yet.
***
Chapter 16: My Father?
***
Rory walked into school on a sunny morning. It was the first
day that it hadn't been pouring rain, and the water in the streets was
going down. In a way, she was sad to be returning back to school
because she had enjoyed the much needed vacation from studying, but she
was also looking forward to seeing Tristan.
Her Tristan.
She couldn't believe how much she thought of him once she got
home. It wasn't hard for her to think of him as "hers." She was thrilled
to finally be able to trust him and to be together with him as a couple.
Her locker seemed filled with more books than usual. In the
short break she had, it seemed she had almost forgot how much work
the school gave. She sighed, looking at the huge textbooks that she
would have to lug around all day.
"What's the sigh for, Mary?" Tristan asked, coming up behind
her and putting his arms around her. She turned around and gave him a
kiss.
"Just looking at all these heavy books is all," she replied.
"Well, that's where having a big, strong boyfriend comes in
handy," he said. "I'm good for carrying heavy books around."
"No. You can't possibly carry two sets of textbooks
around all day," Rory protested.
"Sure I can," he said. "Please just let me try."
"Fine. Here's my math book. It's all yours."
"Thank you Mary," he replied. He gave her a long, deep kiss.
By that time people were starting to notice. Sure, they had
gotten used to seeing him at her locker talking and arguing with her,
but they were not prepared to see him kissing her.
Shayna didn't miss the scene either. "I knew it was only a
matter of time until you began playing suck face with this little
slut," she said, coming up to Tristan and Rory and tapping him on
the shoulder.
"You know what Shayna? You're just saying that because you're
jealous," Tristan answered.
"Of what? Her being with you? Get over yourself Dugrey, you're
not the only guy in the world to look at me."
"No. You're just jealous because you know that you'll never
be as kind, and funny, and smart as Rory is. Come on Mare, lets get
out of here." And with that, Tristan took Rory's hand and they walked
off down the hallway.
"You're just another piece of arm candy Gilmore!" Shayna
called as they walked off. She turned to her friend Hallie who was
standing nearby. "He just wants to bed the virgin. He's probably got
some bet going on with his friends."
"Definitely," Hallie agreed. "What else could he see in that
girl?"
*****
Two weeks passed, and Rory and Tristan were still very much
a couple. After all, they loved each other.
It seemed like all the school gossip revolved around them.
Everyone was sure that Tristan was in the relationship for one reason,
and one reason only; to sleep with Rory. No one ever stopped to think
that maybe he was in it because he loved her. And he did.
One day after Rory and Tristan had just settled down in fourth
period after cuddling all of lunch to escape the cold, the intercom
buzzed on, intterupting the class.
"Tristan Dugrey, please come to the attendance office. Tristan
Dugrey to the office. Thank you." Rory looked over at him and he shrugged,
getting out of his seat to find out why he was being paged.
"I'm Tristan Dugrey," he told the attendance clerk when he
reached the office. "You just called me out of class."
"Ah yes Mr. Dugrey. Your father is here and he would like to
talk to you."
"My father?" Tristan asked in shock. He hadn't seen his Dad
since summer break, almost four months ago. What was he doing in North
Carolina?
"Tristan," his father said coldly, shaking his hand.
"Dad," Tristan replied with equal lack of enthusiasm. Their
relationship was never a love filled one. The most bonding they had
ever done was talk about his father's business on a long car trip to
Boston. Things never got much more personal than that.
"You're probably wondering why I'm here," his father started.
"And why you couldn't talk to me at home," Tristan added.
"Right. Well, I couldn't wait to tell you the news actually,"
he said. "We've decided its time for you to come back home."
Tristan stared at his father, his brain not comprehending what
his father had just said. "Home? To Hartford?"
"Of course! Your mother and I feel it is time for you to return
home to Chilton to finish your Senior year with your friends. Your
punishment is over."
"My punishment?" Tristan asked, struggling to keep his temper.
"Dad, my punishment was over when you let me out of military school.
I'm the one who chose to stay in North Carolina. I don't want to go
home. I'm happy here."
"Well, I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter. I've already
spoken to headmaster Charleston and he agreed to welcome you back to
Chilton. Your plane is leaving for Connecticut tomorrow morning." His
father rose to leave. "I'll see you back at the summer house."
Tristan was left in alone in the office, staring after his
father.
"You can go back to class now," the secretary said. "Mr. Dugrey?
You have a class waiting for you. I advise you return to it."
"Oh right," he mumbled, walking down the hallway to class.
How was he going to explain this to Rory?
***
a/n: reviews please! they will make my day oh so happy! you can never
expect rory and tristan to be happy for too long in my stories. i mean,
would you really want to read a story where there was 16 chapters
of kisses and hugs? come on now, a little bit goes a long way!
even realize i was on 16. o and i have a new
fic out called inside out. its another trory if u wanna check it out.
i can either leave it a one chapter story or i can make it a real story
depending on the reviews. hee hee. on with the story!
***
disclaimer: what is the point of these things anyway? ne way i dont
own gilmore girls so dont hire a lawyer just yet.
***
Chapter 16: My Father?
***
Rory walked into school on a sunny morning. It was the first
day that it hadn't been pouring rain, and the water in the streets was
going down. In a way, she was sad to be returning back to school
because she had enjoyed the much needed vacation from studying, but she
was also looking forward to seeing Tristan.
Her Tristan.
She couldn't believe how much she thought of him once she got
home. It wasn't hard for her to think of him as "hers." She was thrilled
to finally be able to trust him and to be together with him as a couple.
Her locker seemed filled with more books than usual. In the
short break she had, it seemed she had almost forgot how much work
the school gave. She sighed, looking at the huge textbooks that she
would have to lug around all day.
"What's the sigh for, Mary?" Tristan asked, coming up behind
her and putting his arms around her. She turned around and gave him a
kiss.
"Just looking at all these heavy books is all," she replied.
"Well, that's where having a big, strong boyfriend comes in
handy," he said. "I'm good for carrying heavy books around."
"No. You can't possibly carry two sets of textbooks
around all day," Rory protested.
"Sure I can," he said. "Please just let me try."
"Fine. Here's my math book. It's all yours."
"Thank you Mary," he replied. He gave her a long, deep kiss.
By that time people were starting to notice. Sure, they had
gotten used to seeing him at her locker talking and arguing with her,
but they were not prepared to see him kissing her.
Shayna didn't miss the scene either. "I knew it was only a
matter of time until you began playing suck face with this little
slut," she said, coming up to Tristan and Rory and tapping him on
the shoulder.
"You know what Shayna? You're just saying that because you're
jealous," Tristan answered.
"Of what? Her being with you? Get over yourself Dugrey, you're
not the only guy in the world to look at me."
"No. You're just jealous because you know that you'll never
be as kind, and funny, and smart as Rory is. Come on Mare, lets get
out of here." And with that, Tristan took Rory's hand and they walked
off down the hallway.
"You're just another piece of arm candy Gilmore!" Shayna
called as they walked off. She turned to her friend Hallie who was
standing nearby. "He just wants to bed the virgin. He's probably got
some bet going on with his friends."
"Definitely," Hallie agreed. "What else could he see in that
girl?"
*****
Two weeks passed, and Rory and Tristan were still very much
a couple. After all, they loved each other.
It seemed like all the school gossip revolved around them.
Everyone was sure that Tristan was in the relationship for one reason,
and one reason only; to sleep with Rory. No one ever stopped to think
that maybe he was in it because he loved her. And he did.
One day after Rory and Tristan had just settled down in fourth
period after cuddling all of lunch to escape the cold, the intercom
buzzed on, intterupting the class.
"Tristan Dugrey, please come to the attendance office. Tristan
Dugrey to the office. Thank you." Rory looked over at him and he shrugged,
getting out of his seat to find out why he was being paged.
"I'm Tristan Dugrey," he told the attendance clerk when he
reached the office. "You just called me out of class."
"Ah yes Mr. Dugrey. Your father is here and he would like to
talk to you."
"My father?" Tristan asked in shock. He hadn't seen his Dad
since summer break, almost four months ago. What was he doing in North
Carolina?
"Tristan," his father said coldly, shaking his hand.
"Dad," Tristan replied with equal lack of enthusiasm. Their
relationship was never a love filled one. The most bonding they had
ever done was talk about his father's business on a long car trip to
Boston. Things never got much more personal than that.
"You're probably wondering why I'm here," his father started.
"And why you couldn't talk to me at home," Tristan added.
"Right. Well, I couldn't wait to tell you the news actually,"
he said. "We've decided its time for you to come back home."
Tristan stared at his father, his brain not comprehending what
his father had just said. "Home? To Hartford?"
"Of course! Your mother and I feel it is time for you to return
home to Chilton to finish your Senior year with your friends. Your
punishment is over."
"My punishment?" Tristan asked, struggling to keep his temper.
"Dad, my punishment was over when you let me out of military school.
I'm the one who chose to stay in North Carolina. I don't want to go
home. I'm happy here."
"Well, I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter. I've already
spoken to headmaster Charleston and he agreed to welcome you back to
Chilton. Your plane is leaving for Connecticut tomorrow morning." His
father rose to leave. "I'll see you back at the summer house."
Tristan was left in alone in the office, staring after his
father.
"You can go back to class now," the secretary said. "Mr. Dugrey?
You have a class waiting for you. I advise you return to it."
"Oh right," he mumbled, walking down the hallway to class.
How was he going to explain this to Rory?
***
a/n: reviews please! they will make my day oh so happy! you can never
expect rory and tristan to be happy for too long in my stories. i mean,
would you really want to read a story where there was 16 chapters
of kisses and hugs? come on now, a little bit goes a long way!
