yo ho ho! i just had a sleepover with a bunch of my friends, and so now
im wicked tired and its wicked hot here, and i have to stop saying wicked
cuz it gets annoying. lol. on with the story.
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disclaimer: I own my idea for the story and nothing else. not the characters
the town, nada.
***
chapter 5: Two Marys Equals Heaven on Earth
***
"Welcome back man," Josh said, slapping Tristan on the back.
"Glad to be back," he answered honestly. It had been a year,
a whole year since he had seen Rory Gilmore. And today was the day.
The day he would finally see her again.
She had haunted his thoughts and his dreams the whole time he
was in North Carolina, causing him to anticipate the day he would return
to Hartford and to her. He had imagined millions of scenarios of how they
would meet again, in each one, she would run into his arms.
The first bell rang, interrupting his thoughts.
"See you guys at lunch," Tristan said, wandering off towards
his first class, amused at the number of girls casting admiring eyes at
him.
*****
Walking down the hall towards the cafeteria, Lori stopped short
when she saw him. The new guy. Actually the king himself. Tristan Dugrey.
It was her first day at the school herself, but in the few hours between
her first class and lunch, she had met and befriended all of the popular
girls (including Summer and Francie) and she had also learned everything
there is to know about Tristan.
Like how much he loved Rory. And how he called her 'Mary',
affectionately of course. And how they were supposed to play Romeo and
Juliet but Tristan screwed it up by breaking into the safe and being
sent to military school.
Knowing this information about 'The King' and her sister, Lori
made it her personal goal to make Tristan hers.
And there he was, at his locker, pulling out books. She knew
it was him immediately, his messy blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes
giving him away. Lori couldn't help but smile when she realized he was
every bit as handsome as all the girls were playing him up to be.
Now was her chance. She decided to pretend to be Rory, just to
piss her off.
"Hey Tristan, I heard you were back," she said kindly, imitating
her sister.
*****
All that day Tristan had been searching for Rory. He had managed
to avoid most of the people he hung around with, choosing to search for
her instead of meet up with his friends in the hallway between classes.
So of course, he hadn't been tuned in to the Chilton grapevine,
and had no idea that Rory's sister was here at Chilton, today being her
first day here.
So when he heard Rory's voice greet him softly, he quickly
turned around to look at her.
Not that he got much of a chance to, because Lori immediately
leaned in and kissed him. Not a polite kiss, but a passionate, fiery
kiss. And he responded. With such a longing that Lori had never experienced
before.
Tristan managed to pull away from her. "Mary?" he asked,
wondering why she would greet him that way. And that's when he noticed
it. It wasn't Mary he was kissing, at least not the one he had spent
so much time thinking about the past year.
This girl's blouse was too tight, with four buttons left open
at the top, revealing too much cleavage. Her skirt was at least three
and a half inches shorter than dress code allowed. She was turning into
another Summer. Just another slutty girl. He couldn't believe his eyes.
"Lori, what the hell are you doing?" came a voice from behind.
Tristan whipped around. He saw Rory. But he had just kissed Rory,
the one he was just staring at on the other side of him. He turned his
head to both sides, checking to see if there were really two Rory's.
"I'm going insane," he thought to himself.
"Tristan?" Rory cried in astonishment. She had been so busy
trying (and needless to say failing) to monitor Lori that she of course
also missed out on the fact that Tristan was back. She forgot herself
for a minute when she saw his blue eyes staring at her quizzically, and
she threw her arms around him in a great big hug.
"Oh my God. Tristan, when did you get back?" she asked.
"Um, Saturday," he answered. "What's going on?" He was confused.
I mean, there were two Rory's in front of him.
"I'm Lori. We just met," she said, smiling seductively at
Tristan.
"Wait, we did? So you're not Rory? Right you're Lori? So then,
who are you?" He said, turning to Rory.
"Tristan, its me, Rory," she answered calmly. Well, as calm for
a person who had just seen her sister making out with the guy that had
consumed her thoughts for months after he was sent to military school.
"So why does Lori have your face?" he asked, feeling ridiculous
as he did so.
"This, Tristan, is my evil twin. And I'm totally not joking,"
Rory answered, hoping he, well, she didn't know what she was hoping.
Just that this whole situation wasn't happening.
"You have a twin, Mary? Wow, what could be better. Two Mary
Gilmores. So, have the two of you been here all along, playing mind games
with me? Because, you know, that would actually make a lot of sense,
given our rocky history."
"Actually I just moved here," Lori said. "I've been living with
my dad in Boston."
"You have?"
"Yes," she answered.
"Boston, eh? Well there goes my theory on mind games. But you
know, that's not like my Mary to do such a thing."
"You're Mary? God Tristan, did you get hit in the head with
an army tank at military school or something, because I'll have you know
I am not yours to have," Rory said defensively, finding herself a little
hurt that Tristan assumed she had been playing games with his head.
"There are no tanks at military school. Just lots and lots of
boot camp," he answered calmly.
Rory just rolled her eyes.
"So, how come I never heard about Lori?" Tristan asked Rory,
purposely directing his question to her and not Lori.
"Because I'm the unloved, neglected Lorelai Gilmore who no
one knew about," Lori answered instead.
"Like that even bothers you! You care less about me and Mom,"
Rory spat back. She hated when Lori started on her little neglection
bit. It was so old, and untrue.
"Lorelai and Lorelai. Original," Tristan said, trying to break
up the fight. Seeing them standing side by side, he could see the difference
between them. Lori was a Summer, and Rory was still his Mary.
And even though Lori is the type of girl he always dated, she
wasn't attractive to him. Not at all. Rory's beauty revolved around her
innocence and the untouchable look she had around her. Lori, though
identical, had taken all that innocent beauty and exchanged it for
tight skirts and a box of condoms. Tristan definitely knew he would
pick Rory over her twin any day.
"Want to go somewhere for coffee? It's so crowded here," Tristan
said to Rory, hoping she would get the message that he wanted to get
away from her sister.
Rory weighed her options. Either eat lunch with the sister she
hated in the cafeteria, or get coffee with the boy who drove her crazy
in every way possible.
"I'd love to."
***
a/n: ooooh, a little troryness. ok, so im not sure if this story is a
trory or literati, but i guess u guys will figure it out when i do.
suggestions are always welcome. just click the pretty purple button!
actually maybe it was more tloriness. lol. i just made up a new little
combo there. lol.
im wicked tired and its wicked hot here, and i have to stop saying wicked
cuz it gets annoying. lol. on with the story.
***
disclaimer: I own my idea for the story and nothing else. not the characters
the town, nada.
***
chapter 5: Two Marys Equals Heaven on Earth
***
"Welcome back man," Josh said, slapping Tristan on the back.
"Glad to be back," he answered honestly. It had been a year,
a whole year since he had seen Rory Gilmore. And today was the day.
The day he would finally see her again.
She had haunted his thoughts and his dreams the whole time he
was in North Carolina, causing him to anticipate the day he would return
to Hartford and to her. He had imagined millions of scenarios of how they
would meet again, in each one, she would run into his arms.
The first bell rang, interrupting his thoughts.
"See you guys at lunch," Tristan said, wandering off towards
his first class, amused at the number of girls casting admiring eyes at
him.
*****
Walking down the hall towards the cafeteria, Lori stopped short
when she saw him. The new guy. Actually the king himself. Tristan Dugrey.
It was her first day at the school herself, but in the few hours between
her first class and lunch, she had met and befriended all of the popular
girls (including Summer and Francie) and she had also learned everything
there is to know about Tristan.
Like how much he loved Rory. And how he called her 'Mary',
affectionately of course. And how they were supposed to play Romeo and
Juliet but Tristan screwed it up by breaking into the safe and being
sent to military school.
Knowing this information about 'The King' and her sister, Lori
made it her personal goal to make Tristan hers.
And there he was, at his locker, pulling out books. She knew
it was him immediately, his messy blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes
giving him away. Lori couldn't help but smile when she realized he was
every bit as handsome as all the girls were playing him up to be.
Now was her chance. She decided to pretend to be Rory, just to
piss her off.
"Hey Tristan, I heard you were back," she said kindly, imitating
her sister.
*****
All that day Tristan had been searching for Rory. He had managed
to avoid most of the people he hung around with, choosing to search for
her instead of meet up with his friends in the hallway between classes.
So of course, he hadn't been tuned in to the Chilton grapevine,
and had no idea that Rory's sister was here at Chilton, today being her
first day here.
So when he heard Rory's voice greet him softly, he quickly
turned around to look at her.
Not that he got much of a chance to, because Lori immediately
leaned in and kissed him. Not a polite kiss, but a passionate, fiery
kiss. And he responded. With such a longing that Lori had never experienced
before.
Tristan managed to pull away from her. "Mary?" he asked,
wondering why she would greet him that way. And that's when he noticed
it. It wasn't Mary he was kissing, at least not the one he had spent
so much time thinking about the past year.
This girl's blouse was too tight, with four buttons left open
at the top, revealing too much cleavage. Her skirt was at least three
and a half inches shorter than dress code allowed. She was turning into
another Summer. Just another slutty girl. He couldn't believe his eyes.
"Lori, what the hell are you doing?" came a voice from behind.
Tristan whipped around. He saw Rory. But he had just kissed Rory,
the one he was just staring at on the other side of him. He turned his
head to both sides, checking to see if there were really two Rory's.
"I'm going insane," he thought to himself.
"Tristan?" Rory cried in astonishment. She had been so busy
trying (and needless to say failing) to monitor Lori that she of course
also missed out on the fact that Tristan was back. She forgot herself
for a minute when she saw his blue eyes staring at her quizzically, and
she threw her arms around him in a great big hug.
"Oh my God. Tristan, when did you get back?" she asked.
"Um, Saturday," he answered. "What's going on?" He was confused.
I mean, there were two Rory's in front of him.
"I'm Lori. We just met," she said, smiling seductively at
Tristan.
"Wait, we did? So you're not Rory? Right you're Lori? So then,
who are you?" He said, turning to Rory.
"Tristan, its me, Rory," she answered calmly. Well, as calm for
a person who had just seen her sister making out with the guy that had
consumed her thoughts for months after he was sent to military school.
"So why does Lori have your face?" he asked, feeling ridiculous
as he did so.
"This, Tristan, is my evil twin. And I'm totally not joking,"
Rory answered, hoping he, well, she didn't know what she was hoping.
Just that this whole situation wasn't happening.
"You have a twin, Mary? Wow, what could be better. Two Mary
Gilmores. So, have the two of you been here all along, playing mind games
with me? Because, you know, that would actually make a lot of sense,
given our rocky history."
"Actually I just moved here," Lori said. "I've been living with
my dad in Boston."
"You have?"
"Yes," she answered.
"Boston, eh? Well there goes my theory on mind games. But you
know, that's not like my Mary to do such a thing."
"You're Mary? God Tristan, did you get hit in the head with
an army tank at military school or something, because I'll have you know
I am not yours to have," Rory said defensively, finding herself a little
hurt that Tristan assumed she had been playing games with his head.
"There are no tanks at military school. Just lots and lots of
boot camp," he answered calmly.
Rory just rolled her eyes.
"So, how come I never heard about Lori?" Tristan asked Rory,
purposely directing his question to her and not Lori.
"Because I'm the unloved, neglected Lorelai Gilmore who no
one knew about," Lori answered instead.
"Like that even bothers you! You care less about me and Mom,"
Rory spat back. She hated when Lori started on her little neglection
bit. It was so old, and untrue.
"Lorelai and Lorelai. Original," Tristan said, trying to break
up the fight. Seeing them standing side by side, he could see the difference
between them. Lori was a Summer, and Rory was still his Mary.
And even though Lori is the type of girl he always dated, she
wasn't attractive to him. Not at all. Rory's beauty revolved around her
innocence and the untouchable look she had around her. Lori, though
identical, had taken all that innocent beauty and exchanged it for
tight skirts and a box of condoms. Tristan definitely knew he would
pick Rory over her twin any day.
"Want to go somewhere for coffee? It's so crowded here," Tristan
said to Rory, hoping she would get the message that he wanted to get
away from her sister.
Rory weighed her options. Either eat lunch with the sister she
hated in the cafeteria, or get coffee with the boy who drove her crazy
in every way possible.
"I'd love to."
***
a/n: ooooh, a little troryness. ok, so im not sure if this story is a
trory or literati, but i guess u guys will figure it out when i do.
suggestions are always welcome. just click the pretty purple button!
actually maybe it was more tloriness. lol. i just made up a new little
combo there. lol.