have u seen the previews for cmm's new show? i'm so excited! i think its
called one tree hill and its gonna be on after gilmore girls on tuesdays.
but thats only in the u.s., i don't know about the other places.
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disclaimer: if i owned gilmore girls, i don't think i would be writing
this disclaimer thingy, now would i?
***
chapter 15: Dance the Night Away
***
Tristan pulled up in front of the Gilmore house at the same
time Jess did. They walked up the walk together, each wondering what the
other was doing there.
Jess rung the doorbell. "I'm Jess by the way," he said.
"Tristan," they shook hands.
"So you're Tristan," Jess said. "I've heard a lot about you."
"Really? And you're Jess, the one that Rory went out with, the
nephew of the diner guy?"
"That would be me. So, are you here to pick up Rory?" Jess asked.
"Yah, but why are you here?"
"I'm going with Lori," he said, hating the way that sounded
and hating the guy next to him. After all, he was still in love with
Rory.
"I see. Going with her twin. Brutal."
Rory answered the door. "Hey Tristan. You look nice. Right on
time too," her eyes switched over to Jess.
"Jess, what are you doing here?"
"Lori asked me-"
"Oh. I see," she interrupted. "Well, come inside. Of course my
mom's not ready yet. She never is on time. So just come in and sit down."
She moved aside so they could come in.
Tristan took a second to look at Rory. She was wearing a beautiful
gold dress strapless dress, with a tight bodice and a skirt that poofed
out at the waist. Her beautiful brown hair was pulled back in an elegant
bun. Her choice of outfit made her look beautiful and natural, effortless.
He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "You look beautiful,"
Tristan whispered in her ear.
She blushed slightly. "Thank you."
Lori walked out of her bedroom. Jess didn't have quite the
same reaction Tristan did when he saw his date.
She was dressed in a tight, red dress with a diagonal hemline.
It was sparkly and dangerously low cut. Like Rory, her hair was pulled
up in a bun, but unlike Rory, she looked like she was trying too hard
to look pretty.
"Hi," Jess said.
"Hi."
And that was all.
Lorelai came down the stairs in a pink dress, similar to Rory's
except it was a two piece with a halter top as the bodice. "Ooh, don't
you girls look like someone hit you with the pretty stick! Jess? What
are you doing- Tristan! Long time no see!" she said, going around the
room and looking at everyone. "Now, I would make you all take pictures
but that's just plain old embarrassing, and now that I'm dressed up too
I don't feel like it. Plus we're WAY late. Let's go! Out out out!" she
cried, shooing everyone out the door.
"Mom, you never told us who you're date is," Rory said as they
rushed to their separate cars.
"Oh, you'll see when we get there. Bye!"
*****
Rory and Tristan arrived at the inn first. They made their
way to the dining room which had been turned into a dance room. Already
there were almost a hundred people there, waltzing to the classical
music that was playing.
"So," Tristan said, fishing for something to say. "Your mom
works here?"
"Yup. She's the manager," Rory answered. They stood for a minute,
looking around, wondering what to say next.
"Wanna dance?" he finally asked.
"I would love to," she said, taking the arm he offered her.
They moved out to the dance floor and began dancing.
"You're not so bad," she told him. "You haven't stepped on my
toes once!"
"I can't say the same for my toes," he joked. "But all those
Hartford functions will do that to a person."
"Right. You've been to a million of these before," Rory said,
feeling bad that she had asked him to come to yet another party.
"Ah, but that's where you're wrong," he insisted. "I have never
been to a dance with a girl as pretty as you."
Rory blushed from head to toe, and Tristan couldn't help but
smile a little at the pleasure the innocent girl got in the compliment.
If he had ever said such a thing to any of the girls he usually dated,
they would have just rolled their eyes and told him to get a life and
continue to file their nails.
Rory looked up to see Jess and Lori dancing. Jess' back was to
Rory, and she could see Lori smiling softly as they danced.
"Tristan," she said suddenly. "Can we go outside and get some
air? It's getting stuffy in here."
He looked at her quizzically, but followed as she pulled him by
the hand to the garden.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked as she took a seat on a bench.
"Yah. I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm sure. Everything is perfect, absolutely perfect," she
snapped.
Tristan took a seat next to her on the bench, but didn't say
anything. He knew that something was wrong, but he also knew that he
couldn't pry it out of her. So he just sat there.
"God, the nerve she has!"
"Who?"
"I can't believe she brought Jess! It's as if they're a couple
or something," Rory said angrily.
"Lori?"
"She's my sister, you would think that she would at least have
the decency not to bring him. She's just trying to embarrass me. Just
because he's the father-"
Rory stopped short, and Tristan's eyes moved from her creamy
white shoulder to her own piercing blue ones that had suddenly been
cast down, avoiding his.
"Wait, are you saying Jess got Lori pregnant?" he asked.
"Please don't tell anyone," Rory whispered. "I don't think I
could handle the gossip." Her eyes met his and Tristan read the urgency
in them.
"I wouldn't do that," he answered honestly. "How long have you
known?"
"Only a couple of days. I just can't believe its Jess. I mean,
he admitted that he cheated on me, and that hurts enough. But he cheated
on me with my sister!" Tears started falling down her rosy cheeks.
Tristan opened his arms and she scooted into them, crying on his
chest.
"I just don't know how she could bring him here. Its as if she
never wants to stop torturing me. Like she wants to punish me for getting
the better life out of the two of us," she sniffled.
He stroked her back softly and listened to her vent. Everything
about her amazed him. Not only the way she reacted to simple compliments
or flirtations, but also the way she allowed him to hold her while she
cried, even though they could hardly even be called friends. Even the
fact that she did cry in front of him was an amazement all on its own.
He couldn't help but think that all the other girls would run to the
bathroom to fix their mascara or whatever which would be dripping down
their faces, making their skin black and streaked.
"Rory, listen to me," he said, gently lifting her head. He
noticed that her makeup wasn't ruined at all. But maybe that was because
she wasn't wearing any. He thought she looked more beautiful now than
ever before.
"Never let Lori make you feel that way. All the things she's
doing may hurt you know, but it'll come back and hit her in the face in
the long run. Like, you said she purposely slept with Jess to hurt you.
Well, maybe that sucks. Maybe it hurts like hell to break up with him.
But maybe you're better off without him. Maybe you deserve someone who
you can have a real future with. Maybe the two of you would have broken
up when you went to college anyway. And look who it back fires on. Lori.
Now she's stuck with a kid from a guy she doesn't even know, and you're
free to move on with your life."
Rory considered this for a minute and then smiled. "I never thought
of it that way," she said.
"Does it make sense?"
"How much Dr. Phil do you watch?"
Tristan laughed. "I've seen a few episodes."
"Um, do you have a hankie or something?" she asked him.
He handed her his handkerchief.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I got your tux all wet," she said, dabbing at
the jacket with the hankie.
"No worries," he said. "It'll dry."
They just sat for a moment in a comfortable silence, listening
to the faint music coming from inside.
"Do you want to dance?" Rory asked.
"You really want to go back in there?"
"Out here?"
Tristan smiled, and taking her in his arms, the danced around
the garden, having the time or their lives.
***
a/n: wow, really long chapter. aren't you proud of me?
i didn't put any lori/jess conversation cuz according to the reviews
u guys all hate lori (good! im getting my point across!) ne way, if you
really really want to hear them talk that bad just tell me. but otherwise
ill leave it as is.
called one tree hill and its gonna be on after gilmore girls on tuesdays.
but thats only in the u.s., i don't know about the other places.
***
disclaimer: if i owned gilmore girls, i don't think i would be writing
this disclaimer thingy, now would i?
***
chapter 15: Dance the Night Away
***
Tristan pulled up in front of the Gilmore house at the same
time Jess did. They walked up the walk together, each wondering what the
other was doing there.
Jess rung the doorbell. "I'm Jess by the way," he said.
"Tristan," they shook hands.
"So you're Tristan," Jess said. "I've heard a lot about you."
"Really? And you're Jess, the one that Rory went out with, the
nephew of the diner guy?"
"That would be me. So, are you here to pick up Rory?" Jess asked.
"Yah, but why are you here?"
"I'm going with Lori," he said, hating the way that sounded
and hating the guy next to him. After all, he was still in love with
Rory.
"I see. Going with her twin. Brutal."
Rory answered the door. "Hey Tristan. You look nice. Right on
time too," her eyes switched over to Jess.
"Jess, what are you doing here?"
"Lori asked me-"
"Oh. I see," she interrupted. "Well, come inside. Of course my
mom's not ready yet. She never is on time. So just come in and sit down."
She moved aside so they could come in.
Tristan took a second to look at Rory. She was wearing a beautiful
gold dress strapless dress, with a tight bodice and a skirt that poofed
out at the waist. Her beautiful brown hair was pulled back in an elegant
bun. Her choice of outfit made her look beautiful and natural, effortless.
He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "You look beautiful,"
Tristan whispered in her ear.
She blushed slightly. "Thank you."
Lori walked out of her bedroom. Jess didn't have quite the
same reaction Tristan did when he saw his date.
She was dressed in a tight, red dress with a diagonal hemline.
It was sparkly and dangerously low cut. Like Rory, her hair was pulled
up in a bun, but unlike Rory, she looked like she was trying too hard
to look pretty.
"Hi," Jess said.
"Hi."
And that was all.
Lorelai came down the stairs in a pink dress, similar to Rory's
except it was a two piece with a halter top as the bodice. "Ooh, don't
you girls look like someone hit you with the pretty stick! Jess? What
are you doing- Tristan! Long time no see!" she said, going around the
room and looking at everyone. "Now, I would make you all take pictures
but that's just plain old embarrassing, and now that I'm dressed up too
I don't feel like it. Plus we're WAY late. Let's go! Out out out!" she
cried, shooing everyone out the door.
"Mom, you never told us who you're date is," Rory said as they
rushed to their separate cars.
"Oh, you'll see when we get there. Bye!"
*****
Rory and Tristan arrived at the inn first. They made their
way to the dining room which had been turned into a dance room. Already
there were almost a hundred people there, waltzing to the classical
music that was playing.
"So," Tristan said, fishing for something to say. "Your mom
works here?"
"Yup. She's the manager," Rory answered. They stood for a minute,
looking around, wondering what to say next.
"Wanna dance?" he finally asked.
"I would love to," she said, taking the arm he offered her.
They moved out to the dance floor and began dancing.
"You're not so bad," she told him. "You haven't stepped on my
toes once!"
"I can't say the same for my toes," he joked. "But all those
Hartford functions will do that to a person."
"Right. You've been to a million of these before," Rory said,
feeling bad that she had asked him to come to yet another party.
"Ah, but that's where you're wrong," he insisted. "I have never
been to a dance with a girl as pretty as you."
Rory blushed from head to toe, and Tristan couldn't help but
smile a little at the pleasure the innocent girl got in the compliment.
If he had ever said such a thing to any of the girls he usually dated,
they would have just rolled their eyes and told him to get a life and
continue to file their nails.
Rory looked up to see Jess and Lori dancing. Jess' back was to
Rory, and she could see Lori smiling softly as they danced.
"Tristan," she said suddenly. "Can we go outside and get some
air? It's getting stuffy in here."
He looked at her quizzically, but followed as she pulled him by
the hand to the garden.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked as she took a seat on a bench.
"Yah. I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm sure. Everything is perfect, absolutely perfect," she
snapped.
Tristan took a seat next to her on the bench, but didn't say
anything. He knew that something was wrong, but he also knew that he
couldn't pry it out of her. So he just sat there.
"God, the nerve she has!"
"Who?"
"I can't believe she brought Jess! It's as if they're a couple
or something," Rory said angrily.
"Lori?"
"She's my sister, you would think that she would at least have
the decency not to bring him. She's just trying to embarrass me. Just
because he's the father-"
Rory stopped short, and Tristan's eyes moved from her creamy
white shoulder to her own piercing blue ones that had suddenly been
cast down, avoiding his.
"Wait, are you saying Jess got Lori pregnant?" he asked.
"Please don't tell anyone," Rory whispered. "I don't think I
could handle the gossip." Her eyes met his and Tristan read the urgency
in them.
"I wouldn't do that," he answered honestly. "How long have you
known?"
"Only a couple of days. I just can't believe its Jess. I mean,
he admitted that he cheated on me, and that hurts enough. But he cheated
on me with my sister!" Tears started falling down her rosy cheeks.
Tristan opened his arms and she scooted into them, crying on his
chest.
"I just don't know how she could bring him here. Its as if she
never wants to stop torturing me. Like she wants to punish me for getting
the better life out of the two of us," she sniffled.
He stroked her back softly and listened to her vent. Everything
about her amazed him. Not only the way she reacted to simple compliments
or flirtations, but also the way she allowed him to hold her while she
cried, even though they could hardly even be called friends. Even the
fact that she did cry in front of him was an amazement all on its own.
He couldn't help but think that all the other girls would run to the
bathroom to fix their mascara or whatever which would be dripping down
their faces, making their skin black and streaked.
"Rory, listen to me," he said, gently lifting her head. He
noticed that her makeup wasn't ruined at all. But maybe that was because
she wasn't wearing any. He thought she looked more beautiful now than
ever before.
"Never let Lori make you feel that way. All the things she's
doing may hurt you know, but it'll come back and hit her in the face in
the long run. Like, you said she purposely slept with Jess to hurt you.
Well, maybe that sucks. Maybe it hurts like hell to break up with him.
But maybe you're better off without him. Maybe you deserve someone who
you can have a real future with. Maybe the two of you would have broken
up when you went to college anyway. And look who it back fires on. Lori.
Now she's stuck with a kid from a guy she doesn't even know, and you're
free to move on with your life."
Rory considered this for a minute and then smiled. "I never thought
of it that way," she said.
"Does it make sense?"
"How much Dr. Phil do you watch?"
Tristan laughed. "I've seen a few episodes."
"Um, do you have a hankie or something?" she asked him.
He handed her his handkerchief.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I got your tux all wet," she said, dabbing at
the jacket with the hankie.
"No worries," he said. "It'll dry."
They just sat for a moment in a comfortable silence, listening
to the faint music coming from inside.
"Do you want to dance?" Rory asked.
"You really want to go back in there?"
"Out here?"
Tristan smiled, and taking her in his arms, the danced around
the garden, having the time or their lives.
***
a/n: wow, really long chapter. aren't you proud of me?
i didn't put any lori/jess conversation cuz according to the reviews
u guys all hate lori (good! im getting my point across!) ne way, if you
really really want to hear them talk that bad just tell me. but otherwise
ill leave it as is.