Summary: Rory finally agrees to go out on a date with Tristan. She falls
for the sweet Tristan that no one knows. He lets her see the real him. They
become a couple but at school he turns back into the "King of Chilton." And
then when they're alone he's all sweet again.
Pairing: Trory
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nadda! Zip, Zilch! I wish CMM was mine though... but he's not :( I want him back on GG!!
Chapter 1
*~ Chilton ~*
This was one of those days that you wished you weren't at school. It was sunny and warm outside. Not too warm for you to want to stay inside, but not cold enough for a jacket. It was perfect. That is, if it weren't a school day. Rory sighed. As much as she enjoyed school, she couldn't keep her mind focused on what the teacher was teaching. She kept looking out the window and glancing at the clock. *20 minutes left. I can get through this* She tore her eyes back to the teacher and attempted to concentrate. She sat through mindless chatter about trigonometry. She didn't see why she had to sit through this. She had already finished all of their homework for that day. It's not like Rory was a nerd or a brown- noser, she just found the stuff incredibly easy, and since the teacher assigned the homework at the beginning of class, she had finished it while Mrs. Stenson taught the lesson.
"Miss Gilmore!"
"Yes"
"Can you please tell the class what the answer to part 'A' of question 2 is?"
Rory looked down at her sheet, then back up at the teacher who stood tapping her foot, obviously annoyed that Rory was paying more attention to the grass outside than her lesson.
"Angle 'B' equals 4.78" She responded quickly.
"That's correct. Please pay attention."
Rory looked down at her paper and blushed. She could hear the voices around her, could here the snickers and laughs. Nothing had changed this year; Paris still hated her; she spent her lunch in the library or by herself listening to her Discman. She still had no friends. Well... she did have one. One that she thought she would never resolve anything with. One that had been on her "hit" list last year, that is, until she and Dean had broken up. Things had been good when they had gotten back together, but they found it hard to fall back to where they were. Things had changed between them; they had changed. They had broken up and somehow, word had gotten back to Hartford that Rory Gilmore was once again single. One day in July, her grandmother had insisted that she go with her to the country club and Rory reluctantly agreed. She later found out that it was her grandmother that had informed all of Hartford that she was once again in the dating pool. At the country club, she met up with a familiar blonde that had made her life hell since the day she entered Chilton.
***Flashback***
"Grandma, I'm going to go look around a bit."
"Alright Rory. I'll be around somewhere. Just have the club page me if you can't find me."
"OK, bye."
She had been walking around aimlessly, trying to pass the time. Somehow she managed to walk into a room full of books. When she looked at the sign on the door her face contorted in confusion. *Since when does a country club have a library?* She scanned the titles of the shelf closest to her. She decided to read to keep her distracted for the time being. She picked up "Catcher In the Rye." Lane had told her that it was a good book, though she was a little bit skeptical about this. She sat down in one of the plush chairs and began reading it. She was through with 5 chapters when she heard a voice.
"Why, if it isn't my favorite Mary."
Rory stopped reading. *Can this day get any worse?*
"Tristan, what do you want?"
"Your grandma told me that you were here at the club and I decided to try and find you."
"That's nice Tristan."
"And seeing as you're really into books, I figured you'd be in here. Oh, by the way, your grandma left. Something about a DAR meeting."
"What?!? How am I supposed to get home? How could she leave me here?" *OK, this definitely isn't my day!*
"Oh, see I told her to go ahead and I'd give you a ride..."
*Damn! Can't I even get a break?* "Alright fine. Let's go then."
"Now?"
"Yes now. I've wanted to get outta here since I came, but for grandma's sake I stayed. So let's get rolling!"
"Alright then, let's go!"
***End of Flashback***
The bell knocked her back into reality. Rory picked up her books and left the class. Tristan was standing outside the door when she got there.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"So you OK?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"
"Oh, just because you seemed like you weren't completely there in class. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just want to get outta here."
"Well how bout we go get some coffee?"
"Yay!" She shrieked and hugged him. "What are we waiting for? Come on, I'll race you to your car!"
"Rory, don't you need to go to your locker and drop some of those books off?" He said looking at her bag that was twice as big as his.
"Oh, yeah... that might be a good idea."
They walked to their lockers and unloaded their stuff. As soon as Rory shut her locker, Tristan picked up her bag and slung it over his shoulder. Rory smiled to herself.
"Last one to your car's a rotten egg!" She dashed off toward the car.
"Hey! That's not fair!" Tristan quickly started after her. By the time he got to his car, Rory was leaning against it with a triumphant smile.
"I win!!!"
"You cheated! You had a head start.... plus you didn't have 2 bags to carry."
"I still win!!! And it's not my fault that you decided that you were the bag carrier."
"Yeah yeah yeah. So coffee?"
"Do you even have to ask?"
They got into Tristan's car and drove off.
Pairing: Trory
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nadda! Zip, Zilch! I wish CMM was mine though... but he's not :( I want him back on GG!!
Chapter 1
*~ Chilton ~*
This was one of those days that you wished you weren't at school. It was sunny and warm outside. Not too warm for you to want to stay inside, but not cold enough for a jacket. It was perfect. That is, if it weren't a school day. Rory sighed. As much as she enjoyed school, she couldn't keep her mind focused on what the teacher was teaching. She kept looking out the window and glancing at the clock. *20 minutes left. I can get through this* She tore her eyes back to the teacher and attempted to concentrate. She sat through mindless chatter about trigonometry. She didn't see why she had to sit through this. She had already finished all of their homework for that day. It's not like Rory was a nerd or a brown- noser, she just found the stuff incredibly easy, and since the teacher assigned the homework at the beginning of class, she had finished it while Mrs. Stenson taught the lesson.
"Miss Gilmore!"
"Yes"
"Can you please tell the class what the answer to part 'A' of question 2 is?"
Rory looked down at her sheet, then back up at the teacher who stood tapping her foot, obviously annoyed that Rory was paying more attention to the grass outside than her lesson.
"Angle 'B' equals 4.78" She responded quickly.
"That's correct. Please pay attention."
Rory looked down at her paper and blushed. She could hear the voices around her, could here the snickers and laughs. Nothing had changed this year; Paris still hated her; she spent her lunch in the library or by herself listening to her Discman. She still had no friends. Well... she did have one. One that she thought she would never resolve anything with. One that had been on her "hit" list last year, that is, until she and Dean had broken up. Things had been good when they had gotten back together, but they found it hard to fall back to where they were. Things had changed between them; they had changed. They had broken up and somehow, word had gotten back to Hartford that Rory Gilmore was once again single. One day in July, her grandmother had insisted that she go with her to the country club and Rory reluctantly agreed. She later found out that it was her grandmother that had informed all of Hartford that she was once again in the dating pool. At the country club, she met up with a familiar blonde that had made her life hell since the day she entered Chilton.
***Flashback***
"Grandma, I'm going to go look around a bit."
"Alright Rory. I'll be around somewhere. Just have the club page me if you can't find me."
"OK, bye."
She had been walking around aimlessly, trying to pass the time. Somehow she managed to walk into a room full of books. When she looked at the sign on the door her face contorted in confusion. *Since when does a country club have a library?* She scanned the titles of the shelf closest to her. She decided to read to keep her distracted for the time being. She picked up "Catcher In the Rye." Lane had told her that it was a good book, though she was a little bit skeptical about this. She sat down in one of the plush chairs and began reading it. She was through with 5 chapters when she heard a voice.
"Why, if it isn't my favorite Mary."
Rory stopped reading. *Can this day get any worse?*
"Tristan, what do you want?"
"Your grandma told me that you were here at the club and I decided to try and find you."
"That's nice Tristan."
"And seeing as you're really into books, I figured you'd be in here. Oh, by the way, your grandma left. Something about a DAR meeting."
"What?!? How am I supposed to get home? How could she leave me here?" *OK, this definitely isn't my day!*
"Oh, see I told her to go ahead and I'd give you a ride..."
*Damn! Can't I even get a break?* "Alright fine. Let's go then."
"Now?"
"Yes now. I've wanted to get outta here since I came, but for grandma's sake I stayed. So let's get rolling!"
"Alright then, let's go!"
***End of Flashback***
The bell knocked her back into reality. Rory picked up her books and left the class. Tristan was standing outside the door when she got there.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"So you OK?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"
"Oh, just because you seemed like you weren't completely there in class. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just want to get outta here."
"Well how bout we go get some coffee?"
"Yay!" She shrieked and hugged him. "What are we waiting for? Come on, I'll race you to your car!"
"Rory, don't you need to go to your locker and drop some of those books off?" He said looking at her bag that was twice as big as his.
"Oh, yeah... that might be a good idea."
They walked to their lockers and unloaded their stuff. As soon as Rory shut her locker, Tristan picked up her bag and slung it over his shoulder. Rory smiled to herself.
"Last one to your car's a rotten egg!" She dashed off toward the car.
"Hey! That's not fair!" Tristan quickly started after her. By the time he got to his car, Rory was leaning against it with a triumphant smile.
"I win!!!"
"You cheated! You had a head start.... plus you didn't have 2 bags to carry."
"I still win!!! And it's not my fault that you decided that you were the bag carrier."
"Yeah yeah yeah. So coffee?"
"Do you even have to ask?"
They got into Tristan's car and drove off.