When Slumber Parties Go Coed

Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore girls, if I did Tristan and Rory would already be together on the show! All the other characters are mine except for Amy Sherman Paladino. Yeah, doesn't she have all the luck in the world!

A/N: Hey sorry for the long update, I've been trying to get organized with my job and plus, I've been away for a few days; I went to P.A with my best friend to go to her dad's house. It was ok, good weather, I at least got a little color, and the guys weren't bad either! So I hope you guys like the chapter, and please REVIEW! Oh, thank you to the people who reviewed my last chapter, I still like to know if you guys like the story still! I know it was weird making Rory, Lane, And Paris have piercings but work with it please! Not every single detail has to stick to the show, people have to live life, and that's exactly what I had them do.

Chapter 6: Truth Be Told

" No way!" Rory cried.

" I know it's unthinkable, but it was a dare!" Paris said.

" But you stole his clothes." Lane said.

" He wasn't using them at the time, he was too busy making out against a wall!" Paris said keeping her eyes on Tristan.

" And what exactly was he wearing, when he wasn't using his clothes?" Jess asked.

" I was wearing my suit, what do you think?!" Tristan yelled.

" Knowing you, I wouldn't doubt you wearing your boxers in public." Jess said.

" Hey! Don't punish me because I have a hot, lean, tight, muscular, toned, se-

Tristan was cut off by Rory's words.

" You mean a sorry excuse for a hot, lean, tight, muscular, toned body. Don't kid yourself DuGrey, not everyone worships the ground you walk on."

" Nope! I meant exactly every single word. Don't be jealous sweetums you'll eventually get pulled in to the wonderful world of me, its just gonna take a little longer than the others."

" Oh, I'm sure your fan club got sucked in the moment they saw your, what? ' hot, lean, tight, muscular body'? But it's gonna take the power of the coffee gods themselves, 25 Orca whales, 15 Oompa Loompas, and Paris to get me to even consider looking into the disasterous world of you." Rory said, ending with a fake smile.

" Ok, enough with the bickering go back to your original sides, away from the 'blow up at each other' zone." Lane said, trying to break them up.

" Hey, Mary knows were just playin right?"

" What happened to sweetums?"

" It was getting old."

" And Mary hasn't gone past its experation date?"

" Not just yet."

" You mind giving me a memo when that day comes, because I just might break out the shampagne and pop some balloons."

" Duly noted."

" Oh good."

" Now that that's settled, how bout we get back to the story, I'm interested." Jess said.

He just loves getting me worked up doesn't he? Rory thought. Well he must have another thing coming if he thinks he's going to get the best of me. Wait, has he already? Uhh, come on Gilmore its just Tristan, evil one, the devil in carnate, he's just trying to prove something. Ok, so were suppose to be friends now, you can do it; it's not that hard. You can prove yourself too; just don't let him get to you. He says something like that just blow it off, no big deal. It's just a game. Right?

" So what else happened?"

" I already told you all of what happened." Paris said.

" Not uh, Paris you're leaving out the best part." Tristan said.

" Well I was trying to save you the embarrassment, but if you want them to know fine. I.I.took." Paris said hesitantly.

" She took poloroids." Tristan finished.

Fits of giggles and laughter could be heard.

" Oh, she not only took poloroids of me making out with Edd's girlfriend, she took pictures of me when my suit slipped off in the pool too." Tristan added.

" And how did your suit just slip off, might I ask?" Rory asked.

" Aleesha did it when I wasn't looking." He said embarrassed.

Now a roaring laughter could be heard.

" Paris!" Lane said in a shocked voice.

" Like I said it was a dare! I wasn't about to let Ashley, and all her little marauders,' look at me I'm a hoe', hair sprayed intoxicated, haughty, skanky wearing bikini wearers afflict my sense of mind, because I'm not a full on grope magnet, who enjoys the company of mindless consumers!" Paris yelled all in one breath.

" Wow. Talk about hatred." Jess said.

" Talk about emotional valet parking." Tristan said.

" Do you think you could do that again, but next time with a little more umph ?" Rory said sarcastically.

" You know its true!" Paris said.

" I know its true. I do like their skimpy looking bikinis." Tristan laughed.

" Yeah, that I wouldn't mind seeing." Jess said.

" Do both of you care at all that they have no substance, and all that is plaguing there minds is what lipstick color would match there next outfit?" Paris said now irritated.

Jess and Tristan looked at each other, and shook their heads without hesitation.

" Not a surprise." Rory said flatly.

" Oh come on! All girls look at a guys physical features even before they even have a thought of even saying hi!" Jess said defensivly.

" Yeah! Were starting to think that you take our looks for granted!" Tristan said playing hurt.

"We didn't say anything about not looking at a guys features!" Lane told.

" Its only human to like the features of a person female or male, before deciding you actually want to take more of an interest in them." Rory said matter- o- factly. " Its just that guys take a longer time in deciding if they like the features better than the personality."

" Are you indicating that we only go after women for their looks?!" Tristan

" That's exactly what she's indicating!" Paris said.

" Well then, your partially right." Tristan finished.

" Oh so I'm partially right? What was I wrong about?" Rory asked with interest.

" We look at the personalities once in awhile too!" Jess informed.

Tristan and Jess were set in a fit of laughter.

" You guys never cease to amaze me!" Lane said sarcastically.

" We know." They answered.

" Hey what time is it?" Rory asked.

Tristan looked at his sports watch and pressed the glow button.

" Its five to three." Tristan answered.

" Wow we stayed up really late." Lane said.

" Now that I know the time, I'm kinda tired." Rory said.

" And what, you've grown ill of our intriguing conversations already Mary?"

" If me eyes weren't about to close I'd role them at you right now." She said lying on her pillow, stretching out onto her sleeping bag.

" I guess I better get to sleep too. Mamma has me signed up for selling tickets to the annual fair tommorow morning." Lane said while resting next to Rory's sleeping bag.

" Same for me except Rosalita's nephew is having his big fifteenth birthday tommorow, and I'm going to help her set up for the big fiesta. My mom went to her mother's in the Hamptons so I have the house to party in." Paris explained.

" And you guys are just going to sleep. Just leavin us awake with nothing to do?" Tristan asked.

" Yup!" Lane chirped.

" Pretty much." Rory said sleepily.

" Well that's just fine!" Tristan said. " Dream of Brad Pitt and of eating chocolate!"

" Yeah until your asses get so big that they bust out of your favorite pair of jeans!" Jess added.

" What?" Lane said sleepily.

" Nuthin, go back to sleep Kim." Jess told her.

" Oh." She whispered.

" You'd think that they would appreciate our company but no! They just go off, and fall asleep!" Tristan said.

" They should be lucky that we were even allowing them to hang out with us!" Jess said in a loud whisper.

" Next time we'll just fall asleep first." Jess said.

" Yeah, and than they can complain on how they had no one as interesting as us to talk to!" Tristan said.

" OK! THAT'S ENOUGH!" Rory said getting up from her previous sleeping position. " YOU WANNA TALK? FINE TALK TO MY PILLOW!" And with that she took her pillow and whacked Tristan and Jess over the head with it. And not too lightly either.

" OH! NOW YOU'R ASKIN FOR IT GILMORE!" Tristan yelled playfully.

" BETTER WAKE UP YOUR FRIENDS. BECAUSE THERE'S GONNA BE A RUMBLE!" Jess added, waiting for pay back.

" OK ,NOW I'M UP!" Paris growled.

" ME TOO!" Lane said.

The three girls gathered their pillows, and stood up before the slightly scared boys.

" ON THE COUNT OF THREE!" Paris yelled.

" WAIT!" Tristan yelled.

He and Jess gathered their borrowed pillows and stood up in front o the ready and armed girls.

" OK!" Jess said.

" READY!" Tristan called.

Standing in their armed and fighting positions, the five teenagers prepared to engage in the most holliest of pillow fights there ever was.

" 1!" Sounded off Paris.

" 2!" Yelled Lane.

" 3!" Rory finally called.

In a split second the five teenagers were off in a mass of comical and intense battle.

A/N: So what did you think? I know I spaced a lot but I wasn't coming up with too many ideas but I think inspiration will come with time. Sorry again for not updating sooner. I know it was short, but I've read other stories that had shorter chapters! Thanks again for the reviews they really give me a boost! If you have any suggestions or ideas just send them my way! Have A Great 4th Of July!!!!! Later Days Bean