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Chapter 5 | Making Choices
Rory walked quickly out the front entrance of Chilton, her eyes on her black school shoes, only looking up as she slowed slightly to walk down the steps. Unfortunately for her it was then that she noticed the familiar form of her boyfriend, Dean sitting on the bottom of the stairs waiting for her. It was only then that she remembered that they had plans to get together that afternoon.
Luckily for her though Dean hadn't yet seen her and Rory stopped for a moment to check her watch.
"Shit" she cursed silently; he must have been waiting at least an hour for her.
Dean chose that moment to lookup and notice her standing there staring at him.
"Dean, I'm so sorry" Rory began to explain.
"Its fine really" Dean waved her off, standing up from where he sat on the bottom step.
"No, I was in the library and I just-"
"Lost track of time," he finished with a smile, as Rory walked down the last few steps until she was level with him.
Rory blushed, 'If only he knew what I was really doing. If he knew I was tutoring Tristan, who knows what will happen. There is no way I can tell him'.
Dean put his arms around Rory's waist and leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.
"Mmmm" Rory mumbled, "You taste like coffee"
Dean pointedly guiltily at the step next to him where 2 empty cups of coffee sat.
"Sorry, I um, sorta drank yours" he apologised, gesturing.
'He looks so cute when his guilty,' Rory thought with a small smile, 'but then, Tristan looks absolutely gorgeous'
"Come here" Rory laughed softly, pulling him towards her and kissing him full on the lips. 'Tonight is about Dean, I will not think about Tristan' she scolded herself.
"Hey Rory, you forgot this!" Rory jumped back from Dean when she heard a familiar voice coming from the entrance of school.
'Oh great' she rolled her eyes with a sigh; 'so much for Dean not knowing' she raised her eyebrows at Tristan as he walked down the steps towards them.
"Thanks" Rory said reaching out for her Advanced Biology textbook.
"No problem, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon?" Tristan asked innocently, though Rory could see right through it.
"Tomorrow?" Dean looked back and forth between the two, a suspicious look on his face.
"Yeah, Rory's just helping me study for some stuff, anyway it was good seeing you again but I really have to go, see you tomorrow" Tristan called as he headed down the steps, as if he wasn't aware of the fight Rory was about to endure.
Rory looked over at Dean who was staring at her with a hurt look on his face.
"You said nothing was going on between you two" dean asked, confused.
"Nothing is. I had no choice," Rory said forcefully, trying to convince herself as much as she was trying to convince him.
"You couldn't just say no?" dean asked accusingly.
"Mr Wilson told me to do it, its only 2 weeks" Rory pleaded with dean to understand.
Dean ran his hand through his hair, "I think I should go," he said avoiding her eyes.
"Nothing is going on Dean. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"I don't know Rory" Dean looked up with a wary look on his face. "I do know that last time you said the exact same thing and then I find you the same day kissing him. Look this just isn't going to work" Dean said shaking his head. "As long as you have anything to do with him, we can't be together" Dean shrugged his shoulders.
'I can't believe he is actually telling me what to do' Rory thought angrily,
"Maybe your right" Rory snapped, "Maybe we shouldn't be together if you can't even handle me helping a friend out" She spoke harshly, the volume of her voice rising.
"A friend, yeah right!" Dean yelled. "Forget it Rory, don't make this out to be my fault because it's not, its your choice" and with that Dean turned and strode away angrily. Rory remained standing there, rooted to the spot on which she stood, 'I can't believe that just happened' she thought trying unsuccessfully to stop the tears from creeping out of her eyes.
'How could he-" Rory turned around when she sensed the presence of someone behind her.
"Tristan!" she spoke with surprise, hurriedly wiping the back of her hand across her eyes.
"Are you okay?" Tristan asked softly, resting his hand on her shoulder then allowing it to slide down her ARM.
"No point in asking if you heard then?" Rory asked sarcastically.
"It was kinda hard not to" Tristan admitted, a guilty look on his face. "But really, are you okay?"
"Since when do you care?" Rory snapped, turning away from him as she struggled to hold back tears once again.
"Any guys who tells you what to do-"
"I know, I know, isn't worth it" Rory whispered, the tears flowing freely.
"Look at me"
Rory did not turn around so Tristan stepped around in front of her, and taking her chin in his hand her tilted her head upwards till her eyes met his.
"It's going to be okay," he said seriously, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"I wish I knew what to do" Rory whispered, unable to break his gaze.
"I think you already know what to do" Tristan answered softly, looking into her eyes he leaned in slowly towards her, wetting his lips in anticipation of the moment he'd been waiting for ever since he'd first came back. But that moment never came.
Rory pulled back hurriedly, "I just need some time okay, to sort things out".
Tristan nodded his head, then wrapped his arms around her and drew her to him in a comforting hug.
"Okay".
Rory pulled away and forced herself to smile through her sadness and confusion, "What are you doing back here anyway?"
* * * * * * * * * *
"Dean broke up with me" Rory said the minute she walked into Luke's that afternoon.
"What do you mean baby? Are you okay?" Lorelei asked, a concerned look on her face. "Luke, get the girl some coffee"
"Actually, I'm okay" Rory said with a weak smile, 'or I will be' she thought.
"Are you sure? What happened?" Lorelei asked, leaning away as Luke brought their coffees over.
Rory took her hand off the table and placed them in her lap, avoiding her mum eyes she began to explain.
[ A While Later ]
"Did he kiss you?" Lorelei asked, leaning forward.
Rory rubbed her left eye, "he tried to"
"And you pushed him away, of course"
"Well, not quite pushed, but no I didn't kiss him," Rory said softly, taking a sip of the now Luke warm coffee.
"What happens now?" Lorelei winced, at the coldness of her own coffee and placed it back on the table.
"I don't know, I told Tristan I need some time to work things out. But I guess you know . . . we are-"
"Together?" Lorelei finished of her daughter's sentence, leaning on her elbows, her chin in her hand.
Rory looked down at the table, "yeah I guess so"
Chapter 5 | Making Choices
Rory walked quickly out the front entrance of Chilton, her eyes on her black school shoes, only looking up as she slowed slightly to walk down the steps. Unfortunately for her it was then that she noticed the familiar form of her boyfriend, Dean sitting on the bottom of the stairs waiting for her. It was only then that she remembered that they had plans to get together that afternoon.
Luckily for her though Dean hadn't yet seen her and Rory stopped for a moment to check her watch.
"Shit" she cursed silently; he must have been waiting at least an hour for her.
Dean chose that moment to lookup and notice her standing there staring at him.
"Dean, I'm so sorry" Rory began to explain.
"Its fine really" Dean waved her off, standing up from where he sat on the bottom step.
"No, I was in the library and I just-"
"Lost track of time," he finished with a smile, as Rory walked down the last few steps until she was level with him.
Rory blushed, 'If only he knew what I was really doing. If he knew I was tutoring Tristan, who knows what will happen. There is no way I can tell him'.
Dean put his arms around Rory's waist and leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.
"Mmmm" Rory mumbled, "You taste like coffee"
Dean pointedly guiltily at the step next to him where 2 empty cups of coffee sat.
"Sorry, I um, sorta drank yours" he apologised, gesturing.
'He looks so cute when his guilty,' Rory thought with a small smile, 'but then, Tristan looks absolutely gorgeous'
"Come here" Rory laughed softly, pulling him towards her and kissing him full on the lips. 'Tonight is about Dean, I will not think about Tristan' she scolded herself.
"Hey Rory, you forgot this!" Rory jumped back from Dean when she heard a familiar voice coming from the entrance of school.
'Oh great' she rolled her eyes with a sigh; 'so much for Dean not knowing' she raised her eyebrows at Tristan as he walked down the steps towards them.
"Thanks" Rory said reaching out for her Advanced Biology textbook.
"No problem, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon?" Tristan asked innocently, though Rory could see right through it.
"Tomorrow?" Dean looked back and forth between the two, a suspicious look on his face.
"Yeah, Rory's just helping me study for some stuff, anyway it was good seeing you again but I really have to go, see you tomorrow" Tristan called as he headed down the steps, as if he wasn't aware of the fight Rory was about to endure.
Rory looked over at Dean who was staring at her with a hurt look on his face.
"You said nothing was going on between you two" dean asked, confused.
"Nothing is. I had no choice," Rory said forcefully, trying to convince herself as much as she was trying to convince him.
"You couldn't just say no?" dean asked accusingly.
"Mr Wilson told me to do it, its only 2 weeks" Rory pleaded with dean to understand.
Dean ran his hand through his hair, "I think I should go," he said avoiding her eyes.
"Nothing is going on Dean. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"I don't know Rory" Dean looked up with a wary look on his face. "I do know that last time you said the exact same thing and then I find you the same day kissing him. Look this just isn't going to work" Dean said shaking his head. "As long as you have anything to do with him, we can't be together" Dean shrugged his shoulders.
'I can't believe he is actually telling me what to do' Rory thought angrily,
"Maybe your right" Rory snapped, "Maybe we shouldn't be together if you can't even handle me helping a friend out" She spoke harshly, the volume of her voice rising.
"A friend, yeah right!" Dean yelled. "Forget it Rory, don't make this out to be my fault because it's not, its your choice" and with that Dean turned and strode away angrily. Rory remained standing there, rooted to the spot on which she stood, 'I can't believe that just happened' she thought trying unsuccessfully to stop the tears from creeping out of her eyes.
'How could he-" Rory turned around when she sensed the presence of someone behind her.
"Tristan!" she spoke with surprise, hurriedly wiping the back of her hand across her eyes.
"Are you okay?" Tristan asked softly, resting his hand on her shoulder then allowing it to slide down her ARM.
"No point in asking if you heard then?" Rory asked sarcastically.
"It was kinda hard not to" Tristan admitted, a guilty look on his face. "But really, are you okay?"
"Since when do you care?" Rory snapped, turning away from him as she struggled to hold back tears once again.
"Any guys who tells you what to do-"
"I know, I know, isn't worth it" Rory whispered, the tears flowing freely.
"Look at me"
Rory did not turn around so Tristan stepped around in front of her, and taking her chin in his hand her tilted her head upwards till her eyes met his.
"It's going to be okay," he said seriously, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"I wish I knew what to do" Rory whispered, unable to break his gaze.
"I think you already know what to do" Tristan answered softly, looking into her eyes he leaned in slowly towards her, wetting his lips in anticipation of the moment he'd been waiting for ever since he'd first came back. But that moment never came.
Rory pulled back hurriedly, "I just need some time okay, to sort things out".
Tristan nodded his head, then wrapped his arms around her and drew her to him in a comforting hug.
"Okay".
Rory pulled away and forced herself to smile through her sadness and confusion, "What are you doing back here anyway?"
* * * * * * * * * *
"Dean broke up with me" Rory said the minute she walked into Luke's that afternoon.
"What do you mean baby? Are you okay?" Lorelei asked, a concerned look on her face. "Luke, get the girl some coffee"
"Actually, I'm okay" Rory said with a weak smile, 'or I will be' she thought.
"Are you sure? What happened?" Lorelei asked, leaning away as Luke brought their coffees over.
Rory took her hand off the table and placed them in her lap, avoiding her mum eyes she began to explain.
[ A While Later ]
"Did he kiss you?" Lorelei asked, leaning forward.
Rory rubbed her left eye, "he tried to"
"And you pushed him away, of course"
"Well, not quite pushed, but no I didn't kiss him," Rory said softly, taking a sip of the now Luke warm coffee.
"What happens now?" Lorelei winced, at the coldness of her own coffee and placed it back on the table.
"I don't know, I told Tristan I need some time to work things out. But I guess you know . . . we are-"
"Together?" Lorelei finished of her daughter's sentence, leaning on her elbows, her chin in her hand.
Rory looked down at the table, "yeah I guess so"