Authors Note: I've always hated when writers come out with *1 month later*
or however long - It's always made me think - whats the point? And yet here
I am doing it myself. I just didn't want one of those clichéd awkward
periods you often get when someone breaks up or when 2 people get together.
And what I wrote, sounded well, clichéd I guess. So stuff it - here it is -
let me know what you think.
Chapter 6 | Date
[2 Weeks Later]
"It's never going to last you know" Rory heard a voice from behind her say.
"What?" Rory turned around in the cafeteria line to find herself facing a tall, thin dark haired girl.
"You and Tristan, it wont last" The girl said nastily. Rory stared out across the cafeteria, letting her eyes rest on where Tristan sat with a group of his friends.
"I'm really sorry, but do I know you?" Rory asked with mock politeness, raising her left eyebrow.
"I'm Hilary" the girl said in her poshy, stuck up voice, "Hilary Banks" the girl in front of Rory actually looked surprised that Rory did not know her.
"Well it was nice meeting you Hilary Banks," Rory said paying for her sandwich, "but as you can see, my boyfriend is waiting for me" Rory gestured towards the doorway where Tristan now stood waiting for her, "So I'm going to have to go now"
It took all of her willpower not to laugh at the girl's shocked face as she walked away.
* * * * * * * * * *
"So how did your quiz go?" Tristan greeted Rory with a hug, or at least tried to but her arms were full.
"Whoa!" Rory shrieked as she dropped everything, including her sandwich, which she had just bought.
"Here let me help," Tristan bent down next to Rory and they both laughed as they both reached for the same book.
"Great minds think alike" Tristan joked, a hint of his trademark smirk on his face.
"Did you just compliment me?" Rory asked teasingly as she stood up.
Tristan wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him, "yeah I guess I did," he said, looking into her eyes with a smile.
* * * * * * * * * *
"I was just so . . . I don't know, it was perfect I guess" Rory lay back on Lane's bed with a sigh.
"And then what happened?" Rory's best friend lent forward in interest. She'd been listening to Rory gush on about Tristan for the past two weeks, maybe now it'd actually get a bit more interesting.
"And then we went to lunch. He even gave me his chocolate bar" Rory let out another sigh, a dreamy look on her face.
"So he didn't kiss you?" Lane asked, rolling her eyes.
"Well no," Rory admitted sitting up, "But I told him I just wanted to take things slow you know? And I'm glad"
Rory opened her bag and got out her brush, then began brushing her hair.
"What are you doing?" Lane asked, as Rory stood up.
"I promised mum I'd meet her at Luke's" Rory tossed a few CD's from her bag onto lane's bed, "here".
"Thanks" Lane picked up the CD's which she had gotten Rory to buy for her, "if my mother saw these she'd kill me" Rory laughed.
"Why don't you come with me to Luke's" she offered.
"I would but I can't" Lane said glumly, pulling a face. "I promised my mother I'd help her polish that new antique chair she got in this morning"
"Good Luck!" Rory slung her bag over her shoulder and walked out of the room.
'So, he didn't kiss you yet?' She laughed at her best friends words.
* * * * * * * * * *
"Hilary? What sort of a name is Hilary?" Lorelei scoffed in between mouthfuls of scalding hot coffee.
"Tell me about it, and she was all like, 'I'm so good' and stuff. Like she actually looked surprised that I don't know her"
Lorelei laughed. "She's just jealous"
"What does she have to be jealous for?"
"Rory, honey. Did you seriously just ask me that question?" her mother asked her with an, I-cant-believe-you look.
"Ah, yeah I guess I did" Rory nodded. A look of annoyance on her face.
"Honey you have a lot to learn. Tristan is a) popular, right?" Lorelei asked a confused Rory.
"Ah, well it depends how you mean popular I guess"
"Sweetie, its just yes or no"
"Yes" Rory snapped rolling her eyes.
"B) Always single"
"Umm, pretty much"
"C) Unattainable"
Rory shot her mother a look.
"Well okay, before you"
"Yeah"
"Come on Rory. Tristan is your schools equivalent to the American Idol. You've known him for not even a year. Most of these girls would probably have been after him since elementary school. So yeah, they do have a reason to be jealous"
Rory groaned, then finished her coffee, "his just a guy"
"Rory, his more than just a guy okay. Hi the most wanted guy at Chilton and he is now your guy. You're his girlfriend, from what you've told me Tristan has never dated anyone for longer than a few days"
"So you don't think its going to last either?" Rory tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and stared her mother square in the eye.
"I don't know what to think Rory. But I'm your mother, so it's my responsibility to reassure you. So yes I think you will last if that what you want to hear, but yes I do also think these girls have a reason to think that it wont. It's up to you, and Tristan to prove them wrong"
* * * * * * * * * *
"So I was thinking tomorrow night we could go watch a movie or something" Tristan said hesitantly from his side of the phone.
So far the only times they'd seen each other outside of school was to study or hangout straight after school.
Rory smiled happily, "Sounds cool . . ."So umm" she started awkwardly.
"Well how 'bout I meet you outside the cinema at the mall at say 11 o' clock" Tristan suggested, noticing her discomfort.
Rory cringed. "Could you make that 12pm, I'll probably still be asleep then?" Rory admitted.
"That's cool" Tristan agreed with a laugh, "I've heard all about the Gilmore girls and their love of sleeping," he teased.
Rory leaned back against the wall blushing "What have you heard?"
"Oh only good things" Tristan reassured her. "Anyway, I have to go, but I'll see you tomorrow then"
"Tomorrow" Rory agreed.
"So it's a date then?" Tristan said before he hung up.
"Don't put it like that" Rory pleaded, "it sounds so . . . so formal"
"Okay well then, until tomorrow"
"Bye Tristan" Rory shot back as he hung up the phone. She could hear him laughing.
"A date huh?" Lorelei asked walking into the hallway, her eyebrows raised at her daughter leaning happily against the wall, hugging the phone.
"Don't you start" Rory shot back, trying unsuccessfully to stop herself from smiling.
"Don't worry" Lorelei assured her as she walked past, "I wont"
"Good" Rory watched her walk around the corner and let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly her mothers head popped back around the wall "Have fun on you date tomorrow Rory! What will you wear?" And with that she ran back down stairs laughing.
Chapter 6 | Date
[2 Weeks Later]
"It's never going to last you know" Rory heard a voice from behind her say.
"What?" Rory turned around in the cafeteria line to find herself facing a tall, thin dark haired girl.
"You and Tristan, it wont last" The girl said nastily. Rory stared out across the cafeteria, letting her eyes rest on where Tristan sat with a group of his friends.
"I'm really sorry, but do I know you?" Rory asked with mock politeness, raising her left eyebrow.
"I'm Hilary" the girl said in her poshy, stuck up voice, "Hilary Banks" the girl in front of Rory actually looked surprised that Rory did not know her.
"Well it was nice meeting you Hilary Banks," Rory said paying for her sandwich, "but as you can see, my boyfriend is waiting for me" Rory gestured towards the doorway where Tristan now stood waiting for her, "So I'm going to have to go now"
It took all of her willpower not to laugh at the girl's shocked face as she walked away.
* * * * * * * * * *
"So how did your quiz go?" Tristan greeted Rory with a hug, or at least tried to but her arms were full.
"Whoa!" Rory shrieked as she dropped everything, including her sandwich, which she had just bought.
"Here let me help," Tristan bent down next to Rory and they both laughed as they both reached for the same book.
"Great minds think alike" Tristan joked, a hint of his trademark smirk on his face.
"Did you just compliment me?" Rory asked teasingly as she stood up.
Tristan wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him, "yeah I guess I did," he said, looking into her eyes with a smile.
* * * * * * * * * *
"I was just so . . . I don't know, it was perfect I guess" Rory lay back on Lane's bed with a sigh.
"And then what happened?" Rory's best friend lent forward in interest. She'd been listening to Rory gush on about Tristan for the past two weeks, maybe now it'd actually get a bit more interesting.
"And then we went to lunch. He even gave me his chocolate bar" Rory let out another sigh, a dreamy look on her face.
"So he didn't kiss you?" Lane asked, rolling her eyes.
"Well no," Rory admitted sitting up, "But I told him I just wanted to take things slow you know? And I'm glad"
Rory opened her bag and got out her brush, then began brushing her hair.
"What are you doing?" Lane asked, as Rory stood up.
"I promised mum I'd meet her at Luke's" Rory tossed a few CD's from her bag onto lane's bed, "here".
"Thanks" Lane picked up the CD's which she had gotten Rory to buy for her, "if my mother saw these she'd kill me" Rory laughed.
"Why don't you come with me to Luke's" she offered.
"I would but I can't" Lane said glumly, pulling a face. "I promised my mother I'd help her polish that new antique chair she got in this morning"
"Good Luck!" Rory slung her bag over her shoulder and walked out of the room.
'So, he didn't kiss you yet?' She laughed at her best friends words.
* * * * * * * * * *
"Hilary? What sort of a name is Hilary?" Lorelei scoffed in between mouthfuls of scalding hot coffee.
"Tell me about it, and she was all like, 'I'm so good' and stuff. Like she actually looked surprised that I don't know her"
Lorelei laughed. "She's just jealous"
"What does she have to be jealous for?"
"Rory, honey. Did you seriously just ask me that question?" her mother asked her with an, I-cant-believe-you look.
"Ah, yeah I guess I did" Rory nodded. A look of annoyance on her face.
"Honey you have a lot to learn. Tristan is a) popular, right?" Lorelei asked a confused Rory.
"Ah, well it depends how you mean popular I guess"
"Sweetie, its just yes or no"
"Yes" Rory snapped rolling her eyes.
"B) Always single"
"Umm, pretty much"
"C) Unattainable"
Rory shot her mother a look.
"Well okay, before you"
"Yeah"
"Come on Rory. Tristan is your schools equivalent to the American Idol. You've known him for not even a year. Most of these girls would probably have been after him since elementary school. So yeah, they do have a reason to be jealous"
Rory groaned, then finished her coffee, "his just a guy"
"Rory, his more than just a guy okay. Hi the most wanted guy at Chilton and he is now your guy. You're his girlfriend, from what you've told me Tristan has never dated anyone for longer than a few days"
"So you don't think its going to last either?" Rory tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and stared her mother square in the eye.
"I don't know what to think Rory. But I'm your mother, so it's my responsibility to reassure you. So yes I think you will last if that what you want to hear, but yes I do also think these girls have a reason to think that it wont. It's up to you, and Tristan to prove them wrong"
* * * * * * * * * *
"So I was thinking tomorrow night we could go watch a movie or something" Tristan said hesitantly from his side of the phone.
So far the only times they'd seen each other outside of school was to study or hangout straight after school.
Rory smiled happily, "Sounds cool . . ."So umm" she started awkwardly.
"Well how 'bout I meet you outside the cinema at the mall at say 11 o' clock" Tristan suggested, noticing her discomfort.
Rory cringed. "Could you make that 12pm, I'll probably still be asleep then?" Rory admitted.
"That's cool" Tristan agreed with a laugh, "I've heard all about the Gilmore girls and their love of sleeping," he teased.
Rory leaned back against the wall blushing "What have you heard?"
"Oh only good things" Tristan reassured her. "Anyway, I have to go, but I'll see you tomorrow then"
"Tomorrow" Rory agreed.
"So it's a date then?" Tristan said before he hung up.
"Don't put it like that" Rory pleaded, "it sounds so . . . so formal"
"Okay well then, until tomorrow"
"Bye Tristan" Rory shot back as he hung up the phone. She could hear him laughing.
"A date huh?" Lorelei asked walking into the hallway, her eyebrows raised at her daughter leaning happily against the wall, hugging the phone.
"Don't you start" Rory shot back, trying unsuccessfully to stop herself from smiling.
"Don't worry" Lorelei assured her as she walked past, "I wont"
"Good" Rory watched her walk around the corner and let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly her mothers head popped back around the wall "Have fun on you date tomorrow Rory! What will you wear?" And with that she ran back down stairs laughing.