Chapter 1:

Tristan pulled into the Chilton parking lot. Military school was hard on him but finally his parents decided he had been there long enough. Tristan sat in his car wondering what Chilton would be like. The whole time he was at military school all he could think about was one girl. Rory Gilmore. She had rejected him so many times and he wasn't used to that. Girls would practically beg for him to go out with them. Tristan slowly got up and out of his car.

Rory Gilmore was heading to her locker. She had just finished talking to Summer. Rory and her had become good friends. She used to hate the elite of Chilton and think that they were all snobs. After Tristan had left she had a new respect for them. And soon she even became one of them. She had even been called the Queen of Chilton many times. Rory got to her locker and was searching through it to find English book. She had finally found it and shut her locker when she heard a familiar voice.

Tristan: "Hey Mary."

Rory: "Tristan!!" Rory turned around to see a tall, handsome body right behind her. Rory dropped her books and ran over and hugged Tristan with all of her might.

Tristan: "Mary if you wanted to touch me you just had to ask." He had on his famous smirk. 'She looks even better than she did before' he thought to himself

Rory ignored the comment and continued to hug him. "I missed you so much" She loved the way he held her. 'Why am I feeling tingles? I don't like Tristan like that. Stop it Rory!' Rory screamed at herself.

Tristan: "I missed you too Mary" He thought, 'I am not going to mess up this time. I am determined not to lose her again.'

Rory let go of Tristan and looked deep into his ocean blue eyes. He had changed somehow and she was sure it was for the better.

Rory: "So how was military school?"

Tristan: "Well it was a good for my body, I can say that" Having another smirk appear.

Rory laughed. "So what classes do you have?" she asked. Tristan handed his schedule to her. Her face became wide.

Rory: "We have all the same classes." Rory was shocked.

Tristan: "I know I made them that way."

Rory: "Well let's get to class then"

Tristan and Rory started going down the hallway to their next class talking more about military school. Brad, one of Tristan's old friends, walked over to them.

Brad: "Hey Sweet Lips. Tristan, man, your back"

Tristan: "Yep. I guess I am"

Rory: "Hey Brady"

Tristan: "Rory you just couldn't stand not having nicknames anymore with me gone?" He smirked at Rory.

Rory: "You wish Bible Boy." She laughed at how he started this new trend.

Tristan: "Ok, how did Brad get the nickname Brady?" He asked as his face showed confusion.

Rory: "Well when Brad and I dated." She looked up into Tristan's eyes and saw shock. "Yes Tristan we did date. Ok going on. When Brad and I dated I found out his love for the Brady Bunch" As she said the last words she just couldn't help from laughing out loud.

Brad: "It isn't that funny, Sweet Lips."

After recovering from his laughter he asked, "Ok. I understand the nickname Mary but why Sweet Lips?"

Brad: "Well she has the sweetest lips."

Rory: "Yeah," Rory said slightly blushing, "I will have to add "No Kissing" to the con side of not dating."

Tristan: "So you aren't dating anyone? What happened to bag boy?" Tristan asked with keen interest.

Rory: "Um, well." Rory looked down at her feet. Brad decided to cut in.

Brad: "Rory don't you have to ask Paris something?"

Rory: "Oh yeah. That's right. Well I have to go. See you guys later." Rory turned and went down another hallway but not before she mouthed a "Thank you" to Brad.

Tristan was watching Rory's every move as she walked down the hallway. Brad notices this.

Brad: "You really like her don't you?"

Tristan: "Yeah, I do. But there is no way she will ever like me back."

Brad: "Tristan that isn't true. We dated and as much as I don't want to admit it, I am hardly anything compared to you."

Tristan: "Thanks but I chased after her for over a year and she just thought it was a game."

Brad: "Well good things happen to those who wait," deciding to change the topic, "So what do you have first period?"

Tristan: "Umm, English."

Brad: "Ok well I have Biology so I will see you at lunch? I know all your groupies can't wait to see you," Brad said laughing.

Brad walks down a different hallway and Tristan heads towards his English class.