Disclaimer: ( I had enough. ) I do not own Gilmore Girls. Only this story
and some characters that does not exist AT ALL in the series.
Pairing: Trory. ( What's on your mind? )
Thank You's: To every reviewer. ( Okay, I'll write all the reviewers name! Only those who I haven't wrote on the recent chapter. )
Here goes; smile1, REL, Tristanlover59, SodapopC, kimmi, smile1, SodapopC, PopPrincess1399, jalna, yadrianne, piper-h-99 and undoubtablyjess.
THANKS VERY MUCH! Sorry it took so long to update. My test was from 15th September until 18th September. And, afterwards, I went for a school trip at a tropical ( I don't know if you can call it tropical ) island. So, SORRY! Loads of SORRIES!
Let's quit the babbling and continue. ( I did promise a longer a chapter, right? Well, hope this chapter is long enough! )
Chapter 3 - A Frustrated Tutor and a Dumber Tristan
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Rory was sitting at the bench, waiting for her bus. Not unlikely, she had her eyes on a book.
"Rory?" a voice called. Rory didn't hear it because she was really concentrating on her book.
"Rory?" the voice called again. Still, Rory didn't hear it.
The person who was sitting next to her took her book away. Rory got mad and turned to face him.
"Dean?" Rory said.
"Yeah," Dean said. "I thought you already know that," he continued, waving Rory's book from side to side.
"Oh, sorry about that," Rory admitted. She took her book back from Dean's hand. "You know me."
"Yeah, I know."
"So . . . Dean. Why aren't you at Doose's Market?" Rory asked.
"I told him I wanted to take a break today," Dean admitted, biting his lower lip.
"Oh, okay. Where are you heading?"
"Somewhere," Dean said. "Listen, Rory, I have a thing to tell you about."
"Sure."
Before Dean could even say the first word, Rory's bus arrived in front of them.
"Dean, I'm really sorry, okay. Tell me later," Rory said. "Bye."
Rory got up and bent down just so that she could plant a light kiss on Dean's lips. She then got into her bus and waved goodbye to Dean.
"I'll be doing that one day, Rory," Dean said after the bus leaves and out of his sight.
* * * * *
"Hello, Rory!" Madeline shouted. Louise glared at her. "I mean, hi."
"Hi, Madeline, Louise," Rory replied.
Louise rolled her eyes and went off leaving Madeline walking behind her. Madeline waved and smiled at Rory. Rory smiled back. Rory turned her body the other way and shouted.
"What are you doing?" Rory asked. "Trying to give me a heart attack?"
"Maybe, maybe not," Tristan replied. "I was just wondering . . . when would my first class with my most favourite tutor is."
"Where do you want it to be, and when," Rory said. "Because I'm sure if I picked the time and place, you wouldn't agree with me."
"Yeah, you are definitely right. So, I'll think first."
Rory rolled her eyes as Tristan closed his eyes pretending to be thinking.
"AHA!" Tristan shouted and Rory jumped a little. "I know now! How about at my house, this evening?"
"How in the world am I supposed to get there?" Rory asked.
"By car."
"Of course, but I had never been to your house!"
"Well, let's see, it's not far from your grandparents' house, it's in Hartford and you wouldn't miss it after you turn right at the tenth junction from your grandparents' house."
"Yeah . . . sure. And I'm sure I can't miss it because it's going to be really, really HUGE . . ."
Tristan nodded.
"What time?" Rory asked.
"Evening," Tristan replied.
"Hours, please?"
"19 hundred hours?"
"I'll be there at your oh-so-huge mansion . . ." Rory said tiredly. She turned around and started walking towards her next class. Tristan smirked from behind.
* * * * *
"MOM!" Rory shouted to her mother as she walked towards the kitchen to meet her.
"Yes, honey!" Lorelai shouted back.
"Mom, I'm going to a friend's house," Rory admitted. Well, untruthfully because, Tristan is not a friend.
"You are? Well, I guess I have to go alone then," Lorelai said.
"Where are you going?" Rory asked, sitting on a chair.
"Oh, nowhere exactly, I was just about to go to Sookie's. She said she discovered this new recipe for chocolate raspberry apricot cookies."
"Sounds scary."
"And weird."
"And abnormal."
"Are you sure you want to taste it?'
"I guess I could," Lorelai said. "Of course I would! All of Sookie's food are great although the names are pretty . . ."
"Yucky."
"Yeah, yucky."
"Well, make sure you bring some home, okay? Because I want to taste some," Rory said.
Lorelai nodded, she went to the living room and took the key to their jeep. Rory stopped her.
"Mom, wait! Can I drop you at Sookie's? Because my friend's house is kinda at Hartford," said Rory.
"Oh, okay," Lorelai said smiling as she handed Rory the keys.
Rory reached Sookie's house. Lorelai kissed her forehead before entering Sookie's house. Sookie was outside, probably bouncing with joy since Lorelai was already there.
Rory waved goodbye to Sookie and her mother and drove off to Hartford.
Okay . . . tenth junction . . . I wonder if he was telling the truth . . . Rory said to herself.
It was a quarter of an hour after seven until she reached Tristan's mansion.
Jerk. What tenth junction? It was miles away from Grandpa's house. But he's still right though, I can't miss it. It's the biggest house in Hartford, EVER. It's probably hogging the whole road since I can't see any other houses around. But at least I didn't have to ask a dozen of people to know where this place is. I just had to ask this one girl. She refers Tristan as a 'hottie' and a 'total cutie'. I wonder why? Thought Rory.
Rory was standing at the porch of Tristan's house waiting for someone to open it. Then, a person who would be properly called, the butler, opened the door.
"Ah . . you must be Miss Gilmore, perhaps?" the butler said.
"Yes. And, um, thank you for opening the door for me . . ." Rory paused to wait for the butler to say his name.
"Oh, call me, Jonathan, miss," he said.
"Thank you, Jonathan," Rory said smiling. She looked around the house. "Um, can I ask you a question?"
Jonathan nodded.
"Where can I find Tristan?"
"Oh, I shall bring you to his study room."
Rory smiled and nodded at the same time. She followed Jonathan up the stairs. Jonathan opened the second door at the left and told Rory to enter. Rory entered and thanked Jonathan again.
"It's about time you arrived," a voice said.
Rory turned around to see Tristan sitting lazily on a chair.
"Well, I could have been here on time if I got the right information!" Rory scolded. She started to walk towards Tristan.
"Well, you should have known that I don't know how to give directions!" Tristan shouted back.
"Well-" Rory said without finishing her sentence. "Wow, what a great collection of books," she said, impressed.
"Well, I never read any of them anyway," Tristan admitted. "You can borrow anything you want after you tutor me."
Rory looked back at Tristan. He wasn't that well dressed like when he was at school. He was wearing faded jeans and a long sleeved shirt.
"Are you teasing me?"
"What?"
"You do NOT wear those."
"Well, it seems that I am."
"And, since when are you so excited about me tutoring you?"
"Since I had a flashback of all my eleven recent tutors."
"Wow," Rory exclaimed.
"Yeah, and four was only for my junior year at Chilton," Tristan admitted. He began to sit on a couch with a coffee table in front. "Sit down, because I think it's better that I get good grades rather than ending up with a thirteenth tutor namely Paris Geller."
Rory sat on the couch next to Tristan and placed her books on the coffee table.
"What is with all those books?" Tristan asked.
"It's all about History. The subject for tonight," Rory replied.
"Bore-dom."
"Well, I have no other book."
"Look around, Rory," Tristan said.
Rory looked around and saw thousand on books placed nicely on the shelves.
"Oh," she said, rather embarrassed. Suddenly, she paused and faced Tristan.
"What?" Tristan asked.
"You just called me Rory," Rory said.
"That is 100% impossible," Tristan protested.
Rory rolled her eyes. "What subject?"
"Science."
Rory got up and began to look for some science books on the shelves.
This isn't so bad, Tristan's totally out of character. And I think, so am I. I'm following his orders. And, that this is totally out of control. Maybe it's just the surroundings of this . . . house. Or . . . the feeling of being a tutor for the first time . . . Yeah! That's right. Rory thought.
Suddenly, a book fell and hit Rory's head. It took Rory away from her thoughts.
"Ouch!" Rory exclaimed rubbing her head. Stupid book, she said to herself. But, thanks anyway, she said as she held the book in her hand. I was thinking of something stupid anyway.
"Hey, what is taking you too long, Mary?" Tristan asked.
So much for being out of character, Rory said to herself.
"Can't you just be patient? There is at least a thousand books in here!" Rory shouted.
"Wrong!" Tristan cried out. "There is a thousand and one books in here."
Rory grunted and walked back to the couch. And with that, they started to study. Well, at least one of them is.
* * * * *
"You can't do that!" Rory shouted.
"Who says I can't?" Tristan shouted back.
"You can't change the fact of science!"
"Well, I want to!"
"Well too bad you can't!"
"I do not understand your demonstration of photosynthesis!" Tristan shouted while pulling his hair.
"It's your fault! We learned about photosynthesis on seventh grade! You are very, very, behind! I think maybe you should start going to middle school again," Rory said.
"What grade are we on NOW?"
"We're in HIGH SCHOOL! And going to college!"
"AHHH!!!" Tristan screamed.
"Shut up! I'm getting frustrated and you are getting dumber!" Rory admitted.
"Whatever!"
Rory took a deep breath. "Okay, I think that is all for now . . . I think you had enough. I'll tell you when is our next meeting," she said.
"Fine," was Tristan's reply.
Rory felt insulted. She put back the science books on the shelf. She left afterwards and drove directly to pick Lorelai at Sookie's. She thought that maybe she would still have a chance to taste some of Sookie's new cookies.
"Rory dearest!" Lorelai shouted.
"Mom!" Rory shouted back, hugging her mother.
"Rory!" Sookie shouted and joined in their hug.
"Am I late?" Rory asked after they separated.
"Um, yeah, Rory dear," Sookie admitted.
Rory frowned.
"We ate it all," Lorelai said. "Look at our tummies! Their bigger than the average!"
Suddenly, they all laughed altogether. Rory felt better since her tutor time with Tristan didn't go too well.
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Okay, that's all. I know, it's not getting better isn't it? Well, I was kinda lazy when I'm writing. I was thinking about updating, FAST that I didn't even think about my story. Well, SORRY! I'll do better on the next chapter, promise!
Anyway, did I grant my promise? You know . . a longer chapter? Well, please tell me what you think of this chapter. I would appreciate it whether it's positive or negative!
Last but not least, thank you to the person who told me how to bolden the words and all that, kimmi! One of my favourite authors!
Pairing: Trory. ( What's on your mind? )
Thank You's: To every reviewer. ( Okay, I'll write all the reviewers name! Only those who I haven't wrote on the recent chapter. )
Here goes; smile1, REL, Tristanlover59, SodapopC, kimmi, smile1, SodapopC, PopPrincess1399, jalna, yadrianne, piper-h-99 and undoubtablyjess.
THANKS VERY MUCH! Sorry it took so long to update. My test was from 15th September until 18th September. And, afterwards, I went for a school trip at a tropical ( I don't know if you can call it tropical ) island. So, SORRY! Loads of SORRIES!
Let's quit the babbling and continue. ( I did promise a longer a chapter, right? Well, hope this chapter is long enough! )
Chapter 3 - A Frustrated Tutor and a Dumber Tristan
-
Rory was sitting at the bench, waiting for her bus. Not unlikely, she had her eyes on a book.
"Rory?" a voice called. Rory didn't hear it because she was really concentrating on her book.
"Rory?" the voice called again. Still, Rory didn't hear it.
The person who was sitting next to her took her book away. Rory got mad and turned to face him.
"Dean?" Rory said.
"Yeah," Dean said. "I thought you already know that," he continued, waving Rory's book from side to side.
"Oh, sorry about that," Rory admitted. She took her book back from Dean's hand. "You know me."
"Yeah, I know."
"So . . . Dean. Why aren't you at Doose's Market?" Rory asked.
"I told him I wanted to take a break today," Dean admitted, biting his lower lip.
"Oh, okay. Where are you heading?"
"Somewhere," Dean said. "Listen, Rory, I have a thing to tell you about."
"Sure."
Before Dean could even say the first word, Rory's bus arrived in front of them.
"Dean, I'm really sorry, okay. Tell me later," Rory said. "Bye."
Rory got up and bent down just so that she could plant a light kiss on Dean's lips. She then got into her bus and waved goodbye to Dean.
"I'll be doing that one day, Rory," Dean said after the bus leaves and out of his sight.
* * * * *
"Hello, Rory!" Madeline shouted. Louise glared at her. "I mean, hi."
"Hi, Madeline, Louise," Rory replied.
Louise rolled her eyes and went off leaving Madeline walking behind her. Madeline waved and smiled at Rory. Rory smiled back. Rory turned her body the other way and shouted.
"What are you doing?" Rory asked. "Trying to give me a heart attack?"
"Maybe, maybe not," Tristan replied. "I was just wondering . . . when would my first class with my most favourite tutor is."
"Where do you want it to be, and when," Rory said. "Because I'm sure if I picked the time and place, you wouldn't agree with me."
"Yeah, you are definitely right. So, I'll think first."
Rory rolled her eyes as Tristan closed his eyes pretending to be thinking.
"AHA!" Tristan shouted and Rory jumped a little. "I know now! How about at my house, this evening?"
"How in the world am I supposed to get there?" Rory asked.
"By car."
"Of course, but I had never been to your house!"
"Well, let's see, it's not far from your grandparents' house, it's in Hartford and you wouldn't miss it after you turn right at the tenth junction from your grandparents' house."
"Yeah . . . sure. And I'm sure I can't miss it because it's going to be really, really HUGE . . ."
Tristan nodded.
"What time?" Rory asked.
"Evening," Tristan replied.
"Hours, please?"
"19 hundred hours?"
"I'll be there at your oh-so-huge mansion . . ." Rory said tiredly. She turned around and started walking towards her next class. Tristan smirked from behind.
* * * * *
"MOM!" Rory shouted to her mother as she walked towards the kitchen to meet her.
"Yes, honey!" Lorelai shouted back.
"Mom, I'm going to a friend's house," Rory admitted. Well, untruthfully because, Tristan is not a friend.
"You are? Well, I guess I have to go alone then," Lorelai said.
"Where are you going?" Rory asked, sitting on a chair.
"Oh, nowhere exactly, I was just about to go to Sookie's. She said she discovered this new recipe for chocolate raspberry apricot cookies."
"Sounds scary."
"And weird."
"And abnormal."
"Are you sure you want to taste it?'
"I guess I could," Lorelai said. "Of course I would! All of Sookie's food are great although the names are pretty . . ."
"Yucky."
"Yeah, yucky."
"Well, make sure you bring some home, okay? Because I want to taste some," Rory said.
Lorelai nodded, she went to the living room and took the key to their jeep. Rory stopped her.
"Mom, wait! Can I drop you at Sookie's? Because my friend's house is kinda at Hartford," said Rory.
"Oh, okay," Lorelai said smiling as she handed Rory the keys.
Rory reached Sookie's house. Lorelai kissed her forehead before entering Sookie's house. Sookie was outside, probably bouncing with joy since Lorelai was already there.
Rory waved goodbye to Sookie and her mother and drove off to Hartford.
Okay . . . tenth junction . . . I wonder if he was telling the truth . . . Rory said to herself.
It was a quarter of an hour after seven until she reached Tristan's mansion.
Jerk. What tenth junction? It was miles away from Grandpa's house. But he's still right though, I can't miss it. It's the biggest house in Hartford, EVER. It's probably hogging the whole road since I can't see any other houses around. But at least I didn't have to ask a dozen of people to know where this place is. I just had to ask this one girl. She refers Tristan as a 'hottie' and a 'total cutie'. I wonder why? Thought Rory.
Rory was standing at the porch of Tristan's house waiting for someone to open it. Then, a person who would be properly called, the butler, opened the door.
"Ah . . you must be Miss Gilmore, perhaps?" the butler said.
"Yes. And, um, thank you for opening the door for me . . ." Rory paused to wait for the butler to say his name.
"Oh, call me, Jonathan, miss," he said.
"Thank you, Jonathan," Rory said smiling. She looked around the house. "Um, can I ask you a question?"
Jonathan nodded.
"Where can I find Tristan?"
"Oh, I shall bring you to his study room."
Rory smiled and nodded at the same time. She followed Jonathan up the stairs. Jonathan opened the second door at the left and told Rory to enter. Rory entered and thanked Jonathan again.
"It's about time you arrived," a voice said.
Rory turned around to see Tristan sitting lazily on a chair.
"Well, I could have been here on time if I got the right information!" Rory scolded. She started to walk towards Tristan.
"Well, you should have known that I don't know how to give directions!" Tristan shouted back.
"Well-" Rory said without finishing her sentence. "Wow, what a great collection of books," she said, impressed.
"Well, I never read any of them anyway," Tristan admitted. "You can borrow anything you want after you tutor me."
Rory looked back at Tristan. He wasn't that well dressed like when he was at school. He was wearing faded jeans and a long sleeved shirt.
"Are you teasing me?"
"What?"
"You do NOT wear those."
"Well, it seems that I am."
"And, since when are you so excited about me tutoring you?"
"Since I had a flashback of all my eleven recent tutors."
"Wow," Rory exclaimed.
"Yeah, and four was only for my junior year at Chilton," Tristan admitted. He began to sit on a couch with a coffee table in front. "Sit down, because I think it's better that I get good grades rather than ending up with a thirteenth tutor namely Paris Geller."
Rory sat on the couch next to Tristan and placed her books on the coffee table.
"What is with all those books?" Tristan asked.
"It's all about History. The subject for tonight," Rory replied.
"Bore-dom."
"Well, I have no other book."
"Look around, Rory," Tristan said.
Rory looked around and saw thousand on books placed nicely on the shelves.
"Oh," she said, rather embarrassed. Suddenly, she paused and faced Tristan.
"What?" Tristan asked.
"You just called me Rory," Rory said.
"That is 100% impossible," Tristan protested.
Rory rolled her eyes. "What subject?"
"Science."
Rory got up and began to look for some science books on the shelves.
This isn't so bad, Tristan's totally out of character. And I think, so am I. I'm following his orders. And, that this is totally out of control. Maybe it's just the surroundings of this . . . house. Or . . . the feeling of being a tutor for the first time . . . Yeah! That's right. Rory thought.
Suddenly, a book fell and hit Rory's head. It took Rory away from her thoughts.
"Ouch!" Rory exclaimed rubbing her head. Stupid book, she said to herself. But, thanks anyway, she said as she held the book in her hand. I was thinking of something stupid anyway.
"Hey, what is taking you too long, Mary?" Tristan asked.
So much for being out of character, Rory said to herself.
"Can't you just be patient? There is at least a thousand books in here!" Rory shouted.
"Wrong!" Tristan cried out. "There is a thousand and one books in here."
Rory grunted and walked back to the couch. And with that, they started to study. Well, at least one of them is.
* * * * *
"You can't do that!" Rory shouted.
"Who says I can't?" Tristan shouted back.
"You can't change the fact of science!"
"Well, I want to!"
"Well too bad you can't!"
"I do not understand your demonstration of photosynthesis!" Tristan shouted while pulling his hair.
"It's your fault! We learned about photosynthesis on seventh grade! You are very, very, behind! I think maybe you should start going to middle school again," Rory said.
"What grade are we on NOW?"
"We're in HIGH SCHOOL! And going to college!"
"AHHH!!!" Tristan screamed.
"Shut up! I'm getting frustrated and you are getting dumber!" Rory admitted.
"Whatever!"
Rory took a deep breath. "Okay, I think that is all for now . . . I think you had enough. I'll tell you when is our next meeting," she said.
"Fine," was Tristan's reply.
Rory felt insulted. She put back the science books on the shelf. She left afterwards and drove directly to pick Lorelai at Sookie's. She thought that maybe she would still have a chance to taste some of Sookie's new cookies.
"Rory dearest!" Lorelai shouted.
"Mom!" Rory shouted back, hugging her mother.
"Rory!" Sookie shouted and joined in their hug.
"Am I late?" Rory asked after they separated.
"Um, yeah, Rory dear," Sookie admitted.
Rory frowned.
"We ate it all," Lorelai said. "Look at our tummies! Their bigger than the average!"
Suddenly, they all laughed altogether. Rory felt better since her tutor time with Tristan didn't go too well.
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Okay, that's all. I know, it's not getting better isn't it? Well, I was kinda lazy when I'm writing. I was thinking about updating, FAST that I didn't even think about my story. Well, SORRY! I'll do better on the next chapter, promise!
Anyway, did I grant my promise? You know . . a longer chapter? Well, please tell me what you think of this chapter. I would appreciate it whether it's positive or negative!
Last but not least, thank you to the person who told me how to bolden the words and all that, kimmi! One of my favourite authors!