*: Just Throw It All Away :*
Summary: Tristan's back from military school and ready to pursue "Mary" for the second time. But is Rory willing to give up everything she's ever dreamed of for love?
Disclaimer: If this was mine, I'd be sitting here, adorned with diamonds from Tiffany's, and Chad Michael Murray would be my boyfriend, unfortunately, this isn't fantasy-land, so I might as well, give up, before I make myself depressed.
Author's Note: I know the last chapters so short! But I wanted to leave a cliffy. *evil grin* But, hey, at least I didn't make you wait a month before posting the next chapter! Anyways… Thank you so much for the reviews! They were all so sweet! Tonx- lol… I know, sry about that. I know what it feels like.
And to clear something up, it's Dean, not Jess, because well, no offense, I think Jess is kinda short, but anyways, without adieu, chapter seven.
Chapter 7: Ex-boyfriends?
-Rory-
"Mom!"
"Mini-me!" Lorelei screamed out, as I quickly stepped out of Tristan's car and leapt into my mom's arms.
As we hugged, she whispered in my ear, "What's your definition of setting him straight?"
"I'll tell you later."
As I stepped away from mom, Tristan stepped out to greet her.
As my mom let me go, she eyed Tristan with shock.
"So… you must be the infamous Tristan DuGrey."
"It's nice to meet you Ms. -"
"Please, all me Lorelai." I knew that look on my mother's face, and I've head that sickeningly sweet tone before. Like the time she stole Luke's baseball cap and hid it, because the coffee machine broke, and the time she stole the coffee pot from Luke behind his back, and once when she put a whoop-pee cushion on Grandma's seat.
"Er… yeah." Tristan's eyes flickered toward me, questioningly.
"Well, you don't sound too sure." She stepped toward him, circling him slowly.
Ten minutes later, I put a stop to the rant that my mother was on.
"Okay, mom, that's enough."
"Shh, honey, I'm on a roll here. I think I might be able to make him cry!" Lorelai glanced at the already blushing Tristan. He looked extremely uncomfortable and it was the first time I have ever seen him lose his cool.
At the sound of that comment he visible tensed, and gave me a small cry for help… his 113th I think. I stopped counting after about 96.
"Mom, leave the poor guy alone. You probably already have enough information to blackmail him for the next ten years. Why don't you go order Chinese for dinner, okay?"
"Fine, be that way."
As she stomped into the house, I heard her mutter, "Damn, child, you'd think that 13 hours of labor would at least let you make her potential boyfriend cry. I swear she's been hanging around my mother too much."
Tristan slinked his way next to me, sliding a pair of arms around my waist. I smiled unconsciously, feeling safe and protected.
-Tristan-
What is this, a fucking police investigation? Or is it the Gilmore definition of entertainment is?
As Lorelai slammed the porch door shut, I crept up behind Rory, and slipped my arms around her waist.
"So… I'm potential boyfriend, huh?"
"Well, actually, my mom's probably in caffeine with-drawl right now, so her judgment's severely impaired."
"Way to bruise a guy's ego, Mare."
"Well, you see, I'm doing you a favor, because I wouldn't want that pretty head of yours," she reached up on her toes, to pat my head, "to explode because of that huge ego of yours."
"So… I'm pretty?" I gave her a proud smile.
"Well, compared to skunk."
"Ouch… she strikes again."
"So, do you like my mom?" She twisted around in my arms to face me
"Um… she's… different." Different is one way to put it, more like scary/crazy-psycho.
"She grows on you." Rory stated.
"I would hope so." I leaned toward her ear, and whispered lowly, "So, does that mean Mary doesn't like me either?"
"RORY!" An angry voice shouted.
I spun around on my heels, Rory still in my grasp.
I couldn't help but sneer. It's almost unconscious when you see garbage like that.
"Bag Boy."
"DuGrey. Please remove your paws off my girlfriend."
Rory muttered for me to let her go...Was she kidding?
"Tristan, let me go, please?" she whispered once more.
I let go of her waist, never taking an eye off Rory's soon to be ex-boyfriend… I hope.
Author's Note: I'm aiming for a 100 reviews! Please! It'd make my day, plus does anyone know when One Tree Hill staring Chad Michael Murray premieres on the WB?
Thanks to my beta-reader, Caitlin! Very devoted proof-reader! I'm sorry that there isn't too much action in this one. The last few chapters I think have been kind of bland, but I have an idea! DON'T WORRY! IVY WILL COME AND RESCUE HER SUCKY FANFIC ONCE MORE FROM THE DOOMS OF… deletion?
Anyways, I hope u guys enjoyed the chapter (including the blandness…), and I might not be posting so much anymore, my mom is threatening to take away my laptop because I spend so much time on it. Plus, with more tests and homework coming up, along with tennis practice, my schedule will be pretty tight. I'll try and write as much as I can though.
I LOVE ALL YOU REVIEWERS OUT THERE!! Please, PLEASE, I'm hoping for 100… I know, I know, I'm a review craver. But do it anyway, for my sanity. I'm blabbing now, but just take a few seconds and acknowledge that your reading my fanfic.