AN: THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS.
AND CAN I JUST NOTE: Just a small change, Rory is currently in San Francisco, rather than just California.
Okay di smoke?
YAH.
So yes, the trip to L.A. (may I just note again I'm indeed australian? It's a small place, and I failed geography...enough said.)
Anyways, the trip to L.A. has got the green light, because apparently, L.A. is in California YAH, BIG OOPS.
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"Mom...come on, come on....pick up..." Rory let the repetitive ringing continue, then the machine obviously kicked in, "...Hi, this is Luke and Lorelai, (muffled 'ows!' resounding in the background as Rory grinned), Uh, Luke's alright...anyways, if you're somebody I don't know, please feel free not to leave a message, if you're somebody I know, kindly leave a message, if you're somebody I like, I'd love for you to leave a message and some coffee on my doorstep....Luke! Step away from my favorite coffee mu - beep."
Rory shook her head and hung up.
Suddenly, her phone rung, startling her.
"Er, hello?"
Somebody squealed. "RORY!"
"Lane?" Rory asked incredulously, instantly recognizing the bubbly voice.
"The one and only, I hope!" Lane cried, "I haven't talked to you in ages!"
"Yeah, it has been a while," Rory grinned, "What have you been up to?"
"Oh you know," Lane said disdainfully, "This and that, New York is way noisy."
"What's this and that?"
"All the irks and not so irks of being a doctor.....but I didn't call to talk about me, I called to talk about you! What, is going on with you and Tristan Dugrey?"
"Oh that," Rory said, embarrassed, "We're kind of going out..."
Another squeal. "He's completely hot!"
"And also, once upon a time, completely annoying."
"Well, he was sixteen, that phase passes."
"I suppose."
They talked about Lane's life thus far and how her mother still tried to set her up with 'nice' Korean men.
"You know," Lane interrupted suddenly, "Everywhere I walk, I see your face on magazine covers."
Rory blushed. "Oh, god-"
"-Oh, but its very cool!"
"And also very embarrassing."
This spurred Lane to tell Rory about her very embarrassing emergency room incident, which had Rory laughing hard.
Then, the conversation steered back to careers.
"Any new movies?"
"Well, Tristan and I are going to be in The Red Dolls...."
"Wow, sounds like its gonna be fun," Lane commented enthusiastically, "When do you start filming?"
"In a few months..."
Rory then proceeded to tell Lane about the plot of the movie, and Lane promised to go see it.
"Hey, got a golden globe outfit picked yet?"
"Nope, I usually pick clothes the night before."
"Sounds stressful," Lane said sympathetically, "....Well, you know.... I'm going to be down in San Francisco in two weeks or so, and I was wondering if-"
"-We have to catch up!" Rory burst out.
She could practically hear Lane grinning on the other end of the line. "My thoughts exactly."
"Great, hey, we'll organize dates okay? Sorry, but Kate just left another message on my answering machine demanding that I get learning my script already," She grumbled, "I'll have to talk to you another time Lane." She said regretfully.
"Totally," Lane agreed, "Bye Rory!"
Rory clicked shut the mobile phone and sat down on the sofa, a mug of coffee in one hand and the script in the other.
The Red Dolls was mainly a cross between 'Kiss The Girls' and 'The Ring', basically, it was your typical creepy movie.
Rory was indignant to find the last few pages of her script missing, but then again, Kate had warned her that it might happen, as the director didn't want to spoil the ending.
She read and re read lines until Rory was pretty sure she had quite a number of pages memorized.
She grudgingly sighed and closed her eyes.
Her phone ran again. "Yes?" She asked, yawning.
"Well, hello to you too. Tired?" Kate said, amused.
"Mmm..sleep."
"You haven't forgotten you're going to L.A., right?"
"For what?" Rory asked, acting dumb.
"Rory!" Kate half shrieked.
"Relax," Rory laughed, "I'm joking, I'm joking. No, I haven't forgotten."
"Just checking," Kate said wryly, "Remember, pack light."
"I have to pack?" Rory groaned.
"What, you're just walking onto the plane with a bottle of Evian and sunglasses?"
"I was kinda hoping, although it would be more star bucks than Evian...."
"You are impossible. Okay, so seven a.m., don't need to pack much, there'll be a car waiting....um, I think that's pretty much it. Oh, did you want a bodyguard?"
"No, I think I'll be fine," Rory replied, "Um, Tristan and I were planning to go to the Globes together...is that alright?"
"Sure, get him to get someone to send me the hotel address and we'll work out details for you."
"Wow, this is actually a 'my people will call your people' dealio, huh?"
"Yep."
"Oh," Rory suddenly realized, "Kate, I didn't tell you that Tristan and I-"
"- I'm your agent," Kate said, grinning into the phone, "That's old news."
"It's been two days." Rory said in amazement.
"I called your house last night and he picked up. Enough said."
"Oh-" Rory said, blushing.
"-Late last night."
"He didn't tell me."
"He was probably....distracted." Kate said cheekily.
"Kate! You're worse than my mom!" Rory complained.
"A woman who tripped Brandon because she thought he had a funny handshake? I very much doubt."
"Forgot about that," Rory commented, "How's his arm?"
"Healing, back in the office in two weeks I think."
"Good."
"So, are you sure no bodyguards? Airports can be pretty hectic and I don't want you to miss your flight because you're too nice not to sign about a zillion autographs."
"If it makes you feel any better, I'll run."
"Actually, that does make me feel a bit better."
"It just makes me feel exhausted."
"Where are you?"
"Dying, in the living room."
"Ironic."
"Heh, so it is."
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Tristan crossed the street and hurried along, he wanted to spend some time with Rory before she left in the morning.
It was only nine-ish, and hopefully she would still be up.
Tristan tried not to smile when he imagined her frantically packing and guzzling coffee in an effort to stay awake.
"Excuse me?" Somebody interrupted him, as he was too busy thinking at his Mary to notice.
It was an elderly woman who peered at him kindly.
"Hi." Tristan replied.
"I was wondering if you had the time?"
Tristan blinked in surprise.
He didn't remember the last time someone had asked him for the time, it was usually autographs and picture taking.
He was more than happy to oblige. "Its about....five past nine."
"Oh, thank you. I've been out last minute grocery shopping, lost track of time."
The woman's eyes crinkled into a sheepish smile.
Tristan returned the smile.
He watched as she walked away carrying nearly an armload full of bags. "Here," Tristan said hastily, grabbing a few bags, "Let me help."
"Why, I don't get many offers like that these days," The woman looked very grateful, "You're a very nice young man...and don't worry, I only live over there."
She pointed at an apartment building not very far from where they were standing.
They began to walk.
"So," The woman started curiously, "What's your name?"
"Tr- Theo. Uh, my name's Theo," Tristan hadn't had a unbiased conversation in a long time, and he was quite appreciative of the fact that the woman didn't recognize him, "What's yours?"
"Evelyn," Another worn smile, "So Theo, where were you headed, before you were so kind to help me with my bags?"
"My girlfriend's place, she's going to L.A. for a while."
"Young and in love. What is her name?"
"Lorelai."
"What a beautiful name."
"Well, it belongs to a beautiful person."
Evelyn looked touched. "There should be more people like you, Theo."
Tristan nearly blushed. "Thank you, Evelyn."
"You don't have to answer, but is marriage on the horizon?"
"Oh, I don't think so," Tristan answered quickly, "We've only been dating for a little while."
Comfortable silence.
Then, "How long have you known her?"
"I've known her for a long time," Tristan chuckled, "But I've been in love with her for just as long."
"Oh?" Evelyn raised an eyebrow, "And where did you first meet?"
"High school."
"Why, that is a long time," Evelyn commented, "You look about twenty-five or so."
"We parted ways for a while...she didn't particularly like me," Tristan said sheepishly to Evelyn's melodious laugh, "I guess I only remembered the reasons a short while ago." He mused quietly.
Evelyn pressed a buzzer and the metal door clanged open.
They climbed the steps slowly.
"I lost my husband to cancer a few years ago-" Evelyn said.
"-I'm sorry." Tristan said quickly.
"-Don't be," Evelyn said, "He'd lived a long and happy life. But we were friends until we one day realized we were destined for more. I was in my mid forties upon that realization and really couldn't spare another second. In a way Theo, you're lucky."
"I guess I am." Tristan's brow furrowed.
"All I'm saying," Evelyn said as she stopped and took out a key, "Is don't waste the time you've got."
Tristan was still thinking over her words when she laughed. "Well, this is me, Theo, thank you for helping an old lady."
"It was a pleasure."
He took one backward glance before hurrying off, nearly running into someone who was ascending the stairs.
Evelyn watched him go, then turned around and turned the key in the lock, pushing open the door.
"Evelyn," Bill Hamilton - who lived on the next floor - said, astonished as he rounded the last step of the stairs, "That was Tristan Dugrey! The movie star!"
Evelyn could only smile. "I know." Was her reply.
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THANK YOUS:
Rach - you're so nice and I love you. It's as simple as that Allegory for that lovely suggestion about San Francisco and for reviewing numerously Gilmoregal - You're like a reviewing fairy and I love you to pieces! Coffeechick87 Valley60, also for pointing out that mistake Flossie Elise msQTpa2T (and since I explained what emaf means, what does your username stand for? : ) Kara Tiz-nd-Princezz Julianne Kate - girl you rock! But I'm sure you knew that already Trory goddess - a big hug from me! AND THANK YOU VERY MUCH 'DUH' (the irony is killing me.really.), for giving me a "newsflah". (please note the sarcasm, that would be very much appreciated) Des Mandie Trory4ever - A big hug for you michelle! Me klm111a Chaya - although I have a suspicion I have thanked you above under an actual username.oh well, double thanks is due anyway! Colleen Prianka NEWYORKGURLIE - hugs and kisses from me cos you're awesome and you know it clap your hands), stargirl trory-goddess Alece, Slytherin Princess Emily Fire and rain Intuition Bella Girldevil Chelle.
And to all those others that reviewed, a big thank you to you too. Pat yourselves on the back. Go on, humour me.
AND CAN I JUST NOTE: Just a small change, Rory is currently in San Francisco, rather than just California.
Okay di smoke?
YAH.
So yes, the trip to L.A. (may I just note again I'm indeed australian? It's a small place, and I failed geography...enough said.)
Anyways, the trip to L.A. has got the green light, because apparently, L.A. is in California YAH, BIG OOPS.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------
"Mom...come on, come on....pick up..." Rory let the repetitive ringing continue, then the machine obviously kicked in, "...Hi, this is Luke and Lorelai, (muffled 'ows!' resounding in the background as Rory grinned), Uh, Luke's alright...anyways, if you're somebody I don't know, please feel free not to leave a message, if you're somebody I know, kindly leave a message, if you're somebody I like, I'd love for you to leave a message and some coffee on my doorstep....Luke! Step away from my favorite coffee mu - beep."
Rory shook her head and hung up.
Suddenly, her phone rung, startling her.
"Er, hello?"
Somebody squealed. "RORY!"
"Lane?" Rory asked incredulously, instantly recognizing the bubbly voice.
"The one and only, I hope!" Lane cried, "I haven't talked to you in ages!"
"Yeah, it has been a while," Rory grinned, "What have you been up to?"
"Oh you know," Lane said disdainfully, "This and that, New York is way noisy."
"What's this and that?"
"All the irks and not so irks of being a doctor.....but I didn't call to talk about me, I called to talk about you! What, is going on with you and Tristan Dugrey?"
"Oh that," Rory said, embarrassed, "We're kind of going out..."
Another squeal. "He's completely hot!"
"And also, once upon a time, completely annoying."
"Well, he was sixteen, that phase passes."
"I suppose."
They talked about Lane's life thus far and how her mother still tried to set her up with 'nice' Korean men.
"You know," Lane interrupted suddenly, "Everywhere I walk, I see your face on magazine covers."
Rory blushed. "Oh, god-"
"-Oh, but its very cool!"
"And also very embarrassing."
This spurred Lane to tell Rory about her very embarrassing emergency room incident, which had Rory laughing hard.
Then, the conversation steered back to careers.
"Any new movies?"
"Well, Tristan and I are going to be in The Red Dolls...."
"Wow, sounds like its gonna be fun," Lane commented enthusiastically, "When do you start filming?"
"In a few months..."
Rory then proceeded to tell Lane about the plot of the movie, and Lane promised to go see it.
"Hey, got a golden globe outfit picked yet?"
"Nope, I usually pick clothes the night before."
"Sounds stressful," Lane said sympathetically, "....Well, you know.... I'm going to be down in San Francisco in two weeks or so, and I was wondering if-"
"-We have to catch up!" Rory burst out.
She could practically hear Lane grinning on the other end of the line. "My thoughts exactly."
"Great, hey, we'll organize dates okay? Sorry, but Kate just left another message on my answering machine demanding that I get learning my script already," She grumbled, "I'll have to talk to you another time Lane." She said regretfully.
"Totally," Lane agreed, "Bye Rory!"
Rory clicked shut the mobile phone and sat down on the sofa, a mug of coffee in one hand and the script in the other.
The Red Dolls was mainly a cross between 'Kiss The Girls' and 'The Ring', basically, it was your typical creepy movie.
Rory was indignant to find the last few pages of her script missing, but then again, Kate had warned her that it might happen, as the director didn't want to spoil the ending.
She read and re read lines until Rory was pretty sure she had quite a number of pages memorized.
She grudgingly sighed and closed her eyes.
Her phone ran again. "Yes?" She asked, yawning.
"Well, hello to you too. Tired?" Kate said, amused.
"Mmm..sleep."
"You haven't forgotten you're going to L.A., right?"
"For what?" Rory asked, acting dumb.
"Rory!" Kate half shrieked.
"Relax," Rory laughed, "I'm joking, I'm joking. No, I haven't forgotten."
"Just checking," Kate said wryly, "Remember, pack light."
"I have to pack?" Rory groaned.
"What, you're just walking onto the plane with a bottle of Evian and sunglasses?"
"I was kinda hoping, although it would be more star bucks than Evian...."
"You are impossible. Okay, so seven a.m., don't need to pack much, there'll be a car waiting....um, I think that's pretty much it. Oh, did you want a bodyguard?"
"No, I think I'll be fine," Rory replied, "Um, Tristan and I were planning to go to the Globes together...is that alright?"
"Sure, get him to get someone to send me the hotel address and we'll work out details for you."
"Wow, this is actually a 'my people will call your people' dealio, huh?"
"Yep."
"Oh," Rory suddenly realized, "Kate, I didn't tell you that Tristan and I-"
"- I'm your agent," Kate said, grinning into the phone, "That's old news."
"It's been two days." Rory said in amazement.
"I called your house last night and he picked up. Enough said."
"Oh-" Rory said, blushing.
"-Late last night."
"He didn't tell me."
"He was probably....distracted." Kate said cheekily.
"Kate! You're worse than my mom!" Rory complained.
"A woman who tripped Brandon because she thought he had a funny handshake? I very much doubt."
"Forgot about that," Rory commented, "How's his arm?"
"Healing, back in the office in two weeks I think."
"Good."
"So, are you sure no bodyguards? Airports can be pretty hectic and I don't want you to miss your flight because you're too nice not to sign about a zillion autographs."
"If it makes you feel any better, I'll run."
"Actually, that does make me feel a bit better."
"It just makes me feel exhausted."
"Where are you?"
"Dying, in the living room."
"Ironic."
"Heh, so it is."
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Tristan crossed the street and hurried along, he wanted to spend some time with Rory before she left in the morning.
It was only nine-ish, and hopefully she would still be up.
Tristan tried not to smile when he imagined her frantically packing and guzzling coffee in an effort to stay awake.
"Excuse me?" Somebody interrupted him, as he was too busy thinking at his Mary to notice.
It was an elderly woman who peered at him kindly.
"Hi." Tristan replied.
"I was wondering if you had the time?"
Tristan blinked in surprise.
He didn't remember the last time someone had asked him for the time, it was usually autographs and picture taking.
He was more than happy to oblige. "Its about....five past nine."
"Oh, thank you. I've been out last minute grocery shopping, lost track of time."
The woman's eyes crinkled into a sheepish smile.
Tristan returned the smile.
He watched as she walked away carrying nearly an armload full of bags. "Here," Tristan said hastily, grabbing a few bags, "Let me help."
"Why, I don't get many offers like that these days," The woman looked very grateful, "You're a very nice young man...and don't worry, I only live over there."
She pointed at an apartment building not very far from where they were standing.
They began to walk.
"So," The woman started curiously, "What's your name?"
"Tr- Theo. Uh, my name's Theo," Tristan hadn't had a unbiased conversation in a long time, and he was quite appreciative of the fact that the woman didn't recognize him, "What's yours?"
"Evelyn," Another worn smile, "So Theo, where were you headed, before you were so kind to help me with my bags?"
"My girlfriend's place, she's going to L.A. for a while."
"Young and in love. What is her name?"
"Lorelai."
"What a beautiful name."
"Well, it belongs to a beautiful person."
Evelyn looked touched. "There should be more people like you, Theo."
Tristan nearly blushed. "Thank you, Evelyn."
"You don't have to answer, but is marriage on the horizon?"
"Oh, I don't think so," Tristan answered quickly, "We've only been dating for a little while."
Comfortable silence.
Then, "How long have you known her?"
"I've known her for a long time," Tristan chuckled, "But I've been in love with her for just as long."
"Oh?" Evelyn raised an eyebrow, "And where did you first meet?"
"High school."
"Why, that is a long time," Evelyn commented, "You look about twenty-five or so."
"We parted ways for a while...she didn't particularly like me," Tristan said sheepishly to Evelyn's melodious laugh, "I guess I only remembered the reasons a short while ago." He mused quietly.
Evelyn pressed a buzzer and the metal door clanged open.
They climbed the steps slowly.
"I lost my husband to cancer a few years ago-" Evelyn said.
"-I'm sorry." Tristan said quickly.
"-Don't be," Evelyn said, "He'd lived a long and happy life. But we were friends until we one day realized we were destined for more. I was in my mid forties upon that realization and really couldn't spare another second. In a way Theo, you're lucky."
"I guess I am." Tristan's brow furrowed.
"All I'm saying," Evelyn said as she stopped and took out a key, "Is don't waste the time you've got."
Tristan was still thinking over her words when she laughed. "Well, this is me, Theo, thank you for helping an old lady."
"It was a pleasure."
He took one backward glance before hurrying off, nearly running into someone who was ascending the stairs.
Evelyn watched him go, then turned around and turned the key in the lock, pushing open the door.
"Evelyn," Bill Hamilton - who lived on the next floor - said, astonished as he rounded the last step of the stairs, "That was Tristan Dugrey! The movie star!"
Evelyn could only smile. "I know." Was her reply.
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THANK YOUS:
Rach - you're so nice and I love you. It's as simple as that Allegory for that lovely suggestion about San Francisco and for reviewing numerously Gilmoregal - You're like a reviewing fairy and I love you to pieces! Coffeechick87 Valley60, also for pointing out that mistake Flossie Elise msQTpa2T (and since I explained what emaf means, what does your username stand for? : ) Kara Tiz-nd-Princezz Julianne Kate - girl you rock! But I'm sure you knew that already Trory goddess - a big hug from me! AND THANK YOU VERY MUCH 'DUH' (the irony is killing me.really.), for giving me a "newsflah". (please note the sarcasm, that would be very much appreciated) Des Mandie Trory4ever - A big hug for you michelle! Me klm111a Chaya - although I have a suspicion I have thanked you above under an actual username.oh well, double thanks is due anyway! Colleen Prianka NEWYORKGURLIE - hugs and kisses from me cos you're awesome and you know it clap your hands), stargirl trory-goddess Alece, Slytherin Princess Emily Fire and rain Intuition Bella Girldevil Chelle.
And to all those others that reviewed, a big thank you to you too. Pat yourselves on the back. Go on, humour me.