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Chapter 13: Comparisons with Brad Pitt

"You're engaged?!" repeated Rory incredulously. Her eyes flicked between her mother and the man dressed in flannel who was also known as the coffee supplier who was also known as Luke. She held her mother's hands and together they did the routine 'happy dance' that they had painstakingly perfected, right down to the left bum squiggle in the middle and a high five at the end.

Luke rolled his eyes exasperatedly. "Lorelai, you are sometimes so immature."

Lorelai sniffled and gave him a huge grin. "Aww, you know you love me."

Linda cleared her throat. "Well, Andrew and I are going to be checking on the campers." She filed out of the General Cabin, along with Trent, Kaye, DJ and Su-Ann.

Rory gave Luke a bear hug. "I'm so glad you finally proposed to mum! Wait - what month is it?"

"July," said Luke suspiciously. "Why?"

Rory pumped her fist into the air. "I win the pool! That's like… $119.50!"

Luke shook his head in disbelief and left Rory with Lorelai. He then motioned to Jess to come along with him to the other side of the room so that they could have a little 'talk'.

Tristan was amused by the banter between Lorelai and Luke, and he realized that Rory's wit had probably been influenced by Lorelai's level of craziness. He held out his hand to Lorelai. "Hi Lorelai. My name is Tristan Dugrey."

Lorelai's eyes widened in surprise. "No way! YOU'RE the Spawn of Satan?????! Ooh, by the way, you get brownie points for calling me Lorelai."

Tristan glanced at Rory enquiringly, but she only shrugged, a slightly blush tainting her cheeks.

Lorelai turned to 'whisper' into Rory's ear; but then again it couldn't really be counted as whispering seeing that everyone who was within hearing distance could hear it. "

"You have been neglecting your duties as a daughter, Rory! Didn't I saw that there is to be no truth hidden from me, as that would prevent me from doing my duties as your mother? As a matter of fact, isn't rule number one, always state the truth, rule number two was…" stage-whispered Lorelai.

Rory grimaced, as she wondered what Lorelai was going to say next. "Get to the point, Mom."

Lorelai grinned. "Right. So why didn't you tell me that Bible Boy is hot?"

Tristan laughed out loud.

---"MOM!" yelled Rory outrageously.

---"Lorelai!" warned Luke from the other side of the room. He was lecturing Jess, saying that Jess was being a brat and shouldn't have left Stars Hollow in the first place as he let down everyone who believed in him and only proved the critics right.

Lorelai grinned. "It's okay, Luke, I still think you're the bomb, and I will still marry you."

Luke rolled his eyes. "I wasn't worried about that. I was worried that you're corrupting people in this room."

Lorelai surveyed the room in a comical gesture. "Okay, number one, there's only you, me, Jess, Rory and Tristan here in this room. Secondly, you're already corrupted by me, the same goes for Rory, and Jess grew up in New York, so du-uh, he's probably more corrupted than me and Rory put together, and Tristan - look at that smirk on his face! - He's probably thinking dirty thoughts as I speak."

"Right," said Luke, and went back to lecturing Jess.

Tristan grinned at Lorelai. "I like you."

Lorelai appraised him. "Yeah, well, I still haven't made up my mind about you."

"Oh, okay then. Tell me when you have." He went and sat on a chair.

Lorelai turned to Rory. "Is there something going on between the two of you?"

"What? Between me and Tristan?"

"No," said Lorelai sarcastically. "Between you and Willy Wonka."

"That's gross mum."

"Yeah I know."

"Well, I suppose."

"Is he your boyfriend?"

"Umm, I don't think so. He just asked me out."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Well, please do anything I would do."

"That's great mum. I'm glad I have your permission."

"Oh, except, don't go anywhere near a balcony."

Rory sighed. "Mum, this is practically in the middle of nowhere. Do you even see a balcony around?"

"Well, no, but…"

"Trust me, mum, there are no balconies around, and even if there were, I wouldn't dream of doing anything indecent."

"Never say never."

"You're encouraging me to do something bad, mum."

"Oh, right, forget that."

"Right."

"Do you want me to tell you how Luke proposed to me?"

"Finally!"

"Right, so I was walking to his diner in the morning like I always do and I sat down…"

After they said goodbye to Luke and Lorelai, who were staying at the nearest inn, Tristan was walking Rory back to her cabin. He placed his arm around her shoulders as they walked.

"Your mum is quite a character."

Rory smiled. "That's one way of saying it."

"Do you really think she meant it when she said that she'd cut me up into pieces smaller than a pin head and feed it to the chickens that Kirk is currently keeping if I hurt you?"

Rory stopped and laughed. "I wouldn't put it past her."

"It's official. Tristan Dugrey promises that he will not do anything to purposely harm Rory Gilmore from this moment on."

A few seconds later, he stepped on her toe.

"Ow!" responded Rory.

"That doesn't count right?" asked Tristan.

His only answer was Rory's bubbling laughter.

As soon as Rory stepped into her cabin, four adolescent girls immediately jumped upon her.

"RORY!"

"Ahh - get your foot off my face!"

"I can't breathe!"

"Me neither!"

They slowly climbed off her. "Rory! We missed you so much!"

Tristan looked in at the bundle on the floor of the cabin and grinned. "I think that was an understatement."

Four heads swiveled his way, and they gawked at him.

"Are you Rory's boyfriend?" asked Stella quietly.

Tristan grinned, and winked at Rory. "Am I?"

Rory shrugged, blushing slightly under the pressure. "We'll see."

Grace looked thoughtfully at Tristan. "Hey, do you have a younger brother?"

Rory swatted at her arm. "GRACE!"

Grace had the grace (heheh, pun intended) to looked ashamed. "Sorry."

Rory glanced at her watch. "Isn't it way past your bedtime?"

"Yeah, but we were so excited that you were back that we waited for you," filled up Lana.

Holly nodded. "We missed you so much! While you were gone, we got stuck with this really horrible counselor!"

Rory's four campers agreed with that statement.

"Anyway, we just wanted to tell you that you're the best counselor ever!"

Tristan chuckled. "Mary has a fan club."

Rory looked at him, laughter in her eyes. "Do you want me to go on about your fan club? The one consisting of…"

Tristan stopped her. "No, no that'll be fine."

He walked in a few steps, dropped a kiss on Rory's forehead, and waved at the girls. "Bye!"

The four girls looked at Rory, stars in their eyes.

"He looks a bit like Brad Pitt," muttered Grace.

Rory frowned. "He does not."

"I was just kidding, jeez. He looks even better than Brad Pitt."

To be continued….