A New Way

Chapter 6 "Separate rooms?"

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Weeks Later

Rory, annoyed, finally got the door open. Huffing, she pushed her way in, slamming it with aggravation. She failed two finals. Not one, no, two! Going from a straight "A" student, to failing two of her major assignments, wasn't exactly hitting close to home. She dropped her books on the couch, heading toward the bathroom. Coming out a couple of minuets later, she smiled tiredly. It was good to be home, she didn't get any sleep last night. She was at the library all night researching her project.

Walking into her and Tristan's bedroom, she gasped. 'What the hell is going on?' She thought, arching her eyebrow; to emphasize her confusion.

An hour later

Tristan stumbled through the door. 'Damn that lock is tricky.' He thought silently to him self. He finished the last of his slight chuckle, before waving 'goodbye' to the people in the car outside. Shutting the door swiftly he turned to as rather furiously looking Rory.

"What the fucks going on DuGrey?"

"What ever do you mean Rory?" He asked a small smile playing on his lips.

"Where's all of your stuff?"

"What?"

"You know what I'm talking about!" She said disgustedly, getting quite annoyed.

"No actually I have no idea." He grinned, enjoying the state of Rory's frustration.

"Fuck Tristan! Do you ever not play games?" She asked looking him in the eyes. He grinned about to open his mouth for a comeback Rory knew all to well. So instead she threw up her hand, stopping his words. "Don't answer that. Tristan our room is--well." She stuttered, looking for the words.

"Our room is well, your room?"

"Yes! Where's your stuff?"

"Well, I decided that I'm going to take the spare room. We don't even use it, so I figured we should start." He finished with a sloppy smirk. "It would give us a chance for our privacy."

"Since when do we need privacy?"

"Since were not having sex anymore."

"But what's the harm in sharing a bed?"

"Oh Rory! There's a lot of harm in that idea."

"We've shared a bed before."

"Before we had relationships."

"Even while we have."

"True." He said arching his eyebrow in suggestion. "But still, were grown ups now Rory. We need to start taking other people seriously. Which involves no more contact, what so ever. We wouldn't want to mess with any of our loved ones feelings, now would we?" With that he picked up the phone, from a table near by, and left to the spare room. Correction is wasn't spare any more. Tristan's--room.

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'I don't know Mom, its crazy.' Rory sighed into the phone.

'What's so crazy about it?'

'Everything.'

'What that you can't get any more-booty calls?' Lorelai said suggestively, smile spread across her lips.

'No!' Rory blushed.

'I think so, innocent, daughter of mine.'

'No mom! It's not like that. Tristans just acting -'

'Dumb? Selfish? Like a man?' Lorelai chuckled. 'Yes! Exactly! See mom, you see my point.'

'No actually I don't.'

'What?'

'Listen hunny. Tristan is just trying to do what's right.'

'What's right?' She gasped into the phone, throwing one of her [Rory] fits. 'What's right is, to stop sleeping with me, talking to me, living with me, and ultimately stop even speaking my name?'

'If that's what it takes to be right."

"Mom!"

"Rory!"

"Mom!" Rory sighed in frustration.

'Rory, Tristan knows that you really care for this Luis guy. Now explain to me, what's so wrong about him giving you space?'

'I don't need space.'

'You want to cheat on Luis?'

'Of course not.'

'Then?'

'Oh, I don't know.'

'Confused?'

'Very.'

'Coffee?'

'Needed.'

'Had some already today?'

'Yeah.'

'How many cups.' 'Three.'

'Alright I'll be right over.' With a click of the phone, Lorelai grabbed her keys and headed out the door.

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"Do you want to know what I think this really is?" Lorelai said, taking a sip of her coffee.

"What?" Rory asked, reaching for a napkin.

"I think that you care about Tristan too."

"I do."

"No in the other way."

"Noooo." Rory shook her head.

"Well, I don't know. I think you do. Maybe that's why everything is bothering you so much more than it should be."

"I don't think so. It's just weird, not having him around."

"Correction. 'Its weird not having him kissing you, touching you and doing all of the essential things he use to do to you."

"Yeah maybe your right." Rory grinned slightly.

"What about Luis?"

"No serious interaction involved."

"You better not."

"I'm well behaved."

"Good!"

"Good!"

"I'm glad we agree." Lorelai smiled at her daughter; who smiled back. It felt good to both of them talking again. Not being able to see each other that much, missing each other.

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"Tristan?"

"Jenny?" Tristan replied, his hand traveling up her care leg.

She shivered at his touch. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He said, stopping his touch, abruptly.

"There's something wrong. You've been distant." She said taking his hand in hers.

"Jenny, there's nothing wrong. I'm just worried about finals."

"Since when?"

"Since I don't have a study partner anymore." He looked at her expression. 'Uh oh. Shouldn't have said that.'

Her mouth shaped the form of an 'O' and her eyebrows borrowed in confusion. "What happened to Rory?"

"She's busy with everything."

"But I thought - I thought her final's were over."

"They are." Tristan said bringing his hand to his head, rummaging his fingers through his spikes.

"So then what has gotten her so tied up, that she cant help her best friend study."

"Oh, it's not her fault. She got some plans with her boyfriend. I just don't want to get in the way of anything." He said, trying to convince her, a slight smile on his lips.

He lost of course because she smiled and said. "I'm sure Rory would not mind canceling some of her plans to help you."

"No really it's okay." He said in aggravation. "I don't want to ask her."

"Then I will." Jenny said, picking up her house phone and calling Rory and Tristan's house.

After two rings Rory picked up. 'Lo?'

'Rory?' 'Speaking. Who's this?'

'Hey!' Jenny said in delight. 'It's a pleasure finally hearing your voice. Your quite infamous, you know?'

'Oh really. Well, not to be rude, who is this?'

'Oh! This is Jenny, Tristan's girlfriend.'

Rory's mouth shaped an 'O'. "Oh! Hi Jenny, how's um-everything?'

'Great. Hey listen, I was talking to Tristan and he's really worried about his Final's and he told me he doesn't want to ask you because you've got plans.'

Rory smiled deviously. ' Of course I could cancel my plan's for Tristan. He should have just asked, he knows I would do anything to keep him from getting kicked out.'

'Yeah, that's what I told him.'

'I wonder why he would think that I wouldn't help.' Rory replied, playing dumb.

'I have no idea. But thank you.'

'No problem.'

'I'll send him home.' Jenny smiled into the phone.

'That would be nice. I haven't seen my so called roommate- in a while.'

'Yeah. Hey maybe we could spend some time together. I would really like to meet you.'

Rory hesitated. ' Uh. yeah that would be nice.'

'Okay Rory it was nice talking to you. I'll send Tristan home.'

'Nice talking to you too.'

Hanging up the phone Jenny smiled. "See was that so hard baby?"

Tristan sighed, in disbelief. "I'm out. I'll see you later."

"Don't be mad."

"I'm not."

"Have fun and study hard." Jenny said blowing a kiss at him.

"I will." Tristan said with slight disdain.

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Rory grinned heavily. She couldn't wait until Tristan came back home. It was time they talk about this.

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Tristan looked at the front door, as if it was possessed. He knew that Rory was going to try to confront him. He inhaled deeply and laid his hand on the door knob.

Dun Dun Dun .

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