Chapter 7



"So," Rory's professor said, "We have concluded…"

Rory sluggishly dropped her pencil over her pages of notes. Following along caused her to take seven pages of notes in a 50 minute period.

Finally, the bell rang. Rory grabbed her books and started walking out. With the big room of students, that was a tedious task. She was either pushed aside, or cut off trying to get out.

Rory pulled out her notes for her next class, which she had a quiz on, and began silently studying them and walking down the corridor.

"You take long," a voice whispered lightly into her ear, "I thought the room swallowed you up."

What the…? Rory spun around, bewildered. It was only Tristan, but what we he doing here?

"What are you doing here?"

"Why Mary," Tristan started, "I thought you would know by now. I stalk you," he finished simply.

Rory raised her eyebrow, "I'm starting to believe so."

Tristan grabbed her books and examined the titles. "Fun schedule," he remarked.

"Are you actually going to give me my books back this time?" Rory asked exasperated. Tristan was fun to be around, sure, but not when she wanted to use the few precious minutes she had before her next class to study.

"Only if you don't say you hate me," Tristan asked, his tone faltering.

Rory totally forgot about that part. She felt déj