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Rory had that feeling of being tiered, but your mind is racing so you can't fall asleep no matter how hard you try. She had finally given up an excepted the fact that no matter how many times she closed her eyes, or rolled over it wouldn't happen. * As if my day wasn't bad enough, I just want to sleep* she groaned in frustration.

She couldn't help but think about him. It's so unfair; he's all Chilton- bad-ass-Mr. Popular- egotistical- preppy-snob by day and then acts all Joe regular-kind-caring-semi-sweet-muscle-guy by night. Plus he makes good coffee, how unfair is that? You can't hate someone who makes you good coffee she thought. By this time Rory had gotten out of bed and was pacing around the room. ~Okay, and added to that he's causing me to lose sleep.~

Rory had already traced the perimeter of her room four times, more exercise then she's ever done that early in the morning. Her scenery was starting to bore her and she went into the hallway. The only room she could remember was Tristin's, most of the other ones were too scary looking to go into this late. After toying with the idea to check-up on him she went back to her room.

That lasted for all of about 10 minutes going back and forth, should I or shouldn't I? The last thing she needed was to walk-in on a half dressed Tristin, who knows what he wears at night? She had finally made up her mind to just stay put and she would hopefully pass out anytime now. The only reason she wanted to check up on him to begin with was to just see him. Maybe looking at him would help her sort some things out.

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1:02 a.m she looked at her clock. Enough was enough, and she once again padded through the hall. If she was going to be up she wasn't going to be in her room all alone she protested. When she got to his room she slowly opened the door, careful to not wake him. By this time her night vision set in and she could see pretty clearly, and he wasn't there.

" Something you needed Mary?" Tristin approached her from the terrace.

Rory let out a gasp and was frightened by Tristin. Her breath was racing and all she could hear was the blood flowing through her ears.

" Tristin?" she asked shocked.

" Well yea, who were you expecting to find?" he asked wide eyed.

" You scared me half to death, what are you doing up?" she asked releasing the clutch she had on the doorway.

" Couldn't sleep" he said simply " Wow, imagine what I could do to you if I was trying to scare you?" he said laughing at her by now.

" Very funny" she said trying to gain her breath again.

" What about you?" he asked reaching for the lights " Everything okay, or do you just wonder into peoples rooms all the time, not like I mind but.." he added sarcastically.

" I couldn't sleep either" she said waving her head at him for his comment.

" So since we both officially can't sleep and it's" Tristin checked his watch " 1:13 a.m. what do you suppose we do?" he asked suggestively.

This was lost on Rory of course and she began to brainstorm. Only one thing popped into her head, Movies Night!!

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" Alright so I got everything, Your kitchen is huge, it's like junk food heaven" she said smiling.

Lorelai and her would only dream of their pantry like his on a movie night, it had everything and of course the most expensive of everything.

" I got the chips, twizlers, gummy bears, ice cream, cookie dough, chocolate chips, popcorn and some other stuff" she said setting her load down on Tristin's bed.

" You can't be serious?" he asked bewildered. " And you and your mom actually do this every Saturday?" he added.

" Oh, yea, are you kidding me its tradition!" she exclaimed " I can't believe you've never done this, it's the best. By tomorrow morning you'll have gained at least 2 pounds, have a major headache, and if you do it right wont remember much either!" she said, the last comment as a joke.

" Alright well far be it from me to judge the Gilmore ways" he said throwing his hand up in defeat. " Let the fun begin" he proclaimed.

" Did you find the movies?" she asked, eyes beaming.

" Yea, but we'll definitely have to talk about your taste later on" he regretted to inform her.

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4:53 a.m; the clock read. Both Tristin and Rory were propped up at the head of his bed. They had finished the movies and were now watching TV. They were laughing, and truly having a good time. Much of this due to lack of sleep. They would flip back and forth between old TV shows and Info- commercials. Tristin would handle the impressions and had already done about 10

"Wow, better watch out and hope Lorelai doesn't find out about your impressions" Rory managed to get out after catching her breath from the last one.

" Yea why is that?" he asked.

" Last time she challenged me to a contest and she's very competitive" Rory remembered.

This only made Tristin more curious about Rory's life. Everything about her and her town was a mystery to him, and he was dieing to know more.

" Wait so what impressions have you done?" he asked.

" Oh, well.I can't speak of any impressions part of the contest you see, Loser must never try or do impressions again nor challenge winner and had to buy coffee for 1 month" Rory said faking shame. She really just didn't want to embarrass herself, although her and Lorelai actually did have a contest.

Tristin just laughed, he wasn't sure if she was making it up or they actually had a contest. Either way he was game

" Oh yea, well tell Lorelai I'm game" he joked.

" Alright, but I have to warn you..the last man who challenged my mother. He didn't end up so well" Rory said sadly "may he rest in peace" she ended.

Tristin face was priceless, which only made Rory's laughter impossible to suppress. Once she started laughing he then eased up and did the same and it took them a while to contain themselves. Tristin wasn't embarrassed or shy about anything and making her laugh only added to his joy.

" I on the other hand have managed the info-commercial title" she declared proudly.

For the next 15 minutes she repeated every commercial that came on. You'd think that all this would make them tired but no they were wired buy now and ready to go. That mentality only lasted for about the next hour and then it was only a matter of time before they feel asleep.

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Once Tristin realized that Rory had passed out, he tried cleaning off the bed. He slowly got up, in order to not wake her and began putting the empty containers and wrappers in the trash.

" Do you need help?" Rory murmured, barley conscious.

" No, go back to sleep" he whispered gently.

After it looked like Rory had gone back to sleep and the bed was cleared he turned off the TV. * Okay DuGray, now what? Are you supposed to sleep in your own bed taking the chance Rory might flip out when she wakes up and find you two together? Or sleep on the floor like a gentleman and be uncomfortable?* he silently asked himself.

Tristin slowly lifted the cover and climbed in the other side of Rory, careful not to wake her. He knew she would probably flip out on him later, but now was different. She was asleep and he could admire her up close, and it's not like he could help but gravitate towards her.

He propped himself up on one arm and just watched her. She was breathing steadily, unlike him, and looked so peaceful and content. He admired her small frame and flowing hair. She was gorgeous and he couldn't wait to wake up to her in the morning, something that would probably only happen once.

Tristin scooted closer and began to run his hand along her arm. Touching her sent chills down his spine. He then took his arm from underneath him and laid down flat on his back. Ready to go to sleep he rested both hands behind his head and closer his eyes.

This had finally given Rory the chance to open her eyes. She didn't want to move and give herself away, that in fact she hadn't been sleep. She felt his eyes staring at her, and when he touched her it was like electricity.

Knowing Tristin he's been with a lot of other girls and if Rory had to guess he would usually not sleep in the same bed without doing anything. * Unless what if he really liked me* she thought. Maybe the bad-ass Tristin Rory knew at school had a softer side, one she could get used too.

She waited a couple more minutes and shifted, which got his attention. Once she knew he was watching her she lightly rolled over and her head landed on his shoulder. The warmth and comfort of his body amazed her, and Rory wasn't nervous of scared this time. In fact she planned on staying near him all night.

Tristin was shocked at first Rory was sleeping on his shoulder. He thought about how maybe she was doing it unknowingly and she didn't mean too. Or maybe it was just natural and she just felt right next to him. Either way he'd find out in the morning.

He gently uncurled his arms to make her more comfortable and leaned his head closer to hers.

Rory could feel his breathing getting faster, and was trying not to smile. Once it began to slow down she felt his lips lingering over her forehead, he gave her a light kiss and then rested his head comfortably on his pillow. The guy she was used to is the one who slams girls against lockers for daily make-out sessions, so where was this light, sensual kiss coming from? * God he had nice lips* she thought relaxing even more.

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When Tristin awoke they were still in the same position as before. Rory's head was still on his shoulder except this time the hand of the arm she was laying on had gotten a hold of Tristin's and were tangled together, her other hand was rested on his chest mildly gripping the fabric. Added to that arrangement Rory was rolled up like a ball against his body.

This only made Tristin smirk and close his eyes hoping to never have to wake up. Having Rory by his side just felt so right, she was the perfect mixture of sweet and sexy. And she fit like a mold against his body, it was perfect.

Now all he needed to find out was if this position was an accident or more intentional?