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Chapter 8:
Tristan plopped onto his bed, watching Andy pin up some pictures on his bulletin board. There a few pictures of him, Kasey and some blonde girl, who reminded him of Rory with her complete innocent vibe. Then there were some photos of just him and the blonde, then some of Kasey and a guy with dark hair dressed in football uniform, then the blonde and another football player, who looked a lot like Kasey and then there was one photo of just Andy with a really pretty brunette with deep chocolate eyes. They were both grinning like fools in love and Andy was staring at the picture wistfully.
"Let me guess, Ashley." He getsured to the shot, startling Andy out of his reverie. Andy nodded solemnly, not saying anything. "She really hurt you, didn't she?" Another nod.
Tristan's heart went out to the guy. He knew what that felt like. When Rory chose Dean over him, he felt like a complete ass. "You wanna talk about it?" Andy shook his head no. Tristan watched him helplessly. What could he do to get this guy to talk? Then it came to him as soon as he thought of the question, Kasey.
He left Andy alone in the room and dialed Rory's room. Maybe Kasey was back by now. Rory picked up at the thrid ring. "Hello?" She sounded almost breathless.
"Hello Mary." He couldn't help, but smirk, even though she couldn't see him.
"Bible Boy." She replied. "What can I do for you?"
"A lot of things, but at the moment, I need to talk to Kasey." Tristan looked up as Max entered the room.
"Hello?" Kasey's voice sounded slightly confused, as she spoke into the reciever.
"Hi Kasey, this is Tristan Dugrey, I'm Andy's roomate. We didn't get properly introduced." Max's head shot up the mintute Kasey's name escaped his lips.
"Yes, but I hardly find that reason for a phone call. Is something wrong?" Her voice imediately filled with concern "Is Andy okay?"
"He's in some sort of daze. He was looking at pictures and I can't get him to say anything. I was hoping you could." He heard her sigh on the other end, then some muffled conversation, before she answered. "Give me two minutes." With that she hung up.
"What was that about?" Max asked, frowning at him.
"Andy, he's moping again. I was hoping Kasey could perk him up." Tristan wasn't lost on the way Max's eyes lit up at the mention of her name. Maybe there was more to Mr. Knightly than meets the eye. "She's really hot, you know." He smirked, watching Max's eyes smolder slightly.
"Yeah, so what?" He snapped, plopping down on the couch.
"Nothing. I was just thinking of asking her out." Tristan grinned evilly, as Max's eyes widened and he sprung around to face him.
"No!" He said, before he could stop himself.
"Ah!" Tristan chuckled. "I was joking. You, however, like her, don't you."
"What makes you say that?" Max answered tightly.
"Your eyes and you just said no, when I told you I was going to ask her out." Tristan sat down beside him.
"Alright, alright." Max fisted his hands in his hair. "Busted."
"Just a word of advice, you never get the girl, when you continue to piss her off."
"You think I don't know that."
"Well, why do you continue to do it, then."
"I could point the same question to you about that Rory chick."
"Don't call her that!"
"You call her Mary."
"That's not a degrating nickname."
"No, it's just stereotypical."
"Oh shut up!"
"Don't give advice when you can't follow it yourself."
"Then tell you what. You promise to be civil to Kasey and I'll promise to follow my own advice."
"Deal."
"Good." Tristan nodded, just as there was a knock on the door. He leapt up and opened it, to reveal a worried looking Kasey and Rory right behind her.
Kasey brushed past him and immediately went into his and Andy's room. Rory, however, looked up at him, as if daring him to say something.
"Come on in, Mar....., I mean Rory."
"Oh wow, he actually remembered my name."
"I remember a lot of things. You remember Max, right?"
"Vaguely. I mostly know of him from what Kasey told me."
"What did she say about me?" Max perked up.
"Can't tell."
"Why not?"
"I don't use that kind of language." Rory smirked, while Tristan howled with laughter. That was a good one.
"Yeah, and I bet Rory has such nice things to say about you, Dugrey!" Max shot back.
Tristan stopped laughing immediately and glared at his suitemate. "Shut up, Knightly."
"Right back atcha!" Max stood and entered his own room.
"Nice guy, huh?" Tristan turned his attention back to Rory.
"Obviously he didn't tell you what happened earlier." Rory raised her eyebrows in his direction.
"What happened earlier?"
"He kissed her."
"Kissed who?"
"Who do you think?"
"Kasey! He kissed Kasey?" He whispered, his eyes widened with surprise.
Rory nodded. "She came home screaming about it."
"Whoa, dead man walking." Tristan stared at Max's closed door. "No wonder he was in such a fantastic mood." He commented dryly.
"So, what did you think of Andy and Mara?" Rory swiftly changed the subject.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you telling me you missed their low key flirting?"
"Really?"
"Yeah, they were. Kasey's absolutely pysched."
"Well, so am I. Poor guy is an absolute wreck over that Ashley girl."
"Can you blame him?"
"Not really. That's a pretty crummy way to break up with someone."
"I agree."
"I think that's the first time we've ever agreed on something." Tristan grinned at her, all traces of his familiar smirk gone.
"I guess it is." Okay guys. Sorry it took so long for me to update, but the Holidays are really busy at my house. You know the drill. Review if you want an update.
Chapter 8:
Tristan plopped onto his bed, watching Andy pin up some pictures on his bulletin board. There a few pictures of him, Kasey and some blonde girl, who reminded him of Rory with her complete innocent vibe. Then there were some photos of just him and the blonde, then some of Kasey and a guy with dark hair dressed in football uniform, then the blonde and another football player, who looked a lot like Kasey and then there was one photo of just Andy with a really pretty brunette with deep chocolate eyes. They were both grinning like fools in love and Andy was staring at the picture wistfully.
"Let me guess, Ashley." He getsured to the shot, startling Andy out of his reverie. Andy nodded solemnly, not saying anything. "She really hurt you, didn't she?" Another nod.
Tristan's heart went out to the guy. He knew what that felt like. When Rory chose Dean over him, he felt like a complete ass. "You wanna talk about it?" Andy shook his head no. Tristan watched him helplessly. What could he do to get this guy to talk? Then it came to him as soon as he thought of the question, Kasey.
He left Andy alone in the room and dialed Rory's room. Maybe Kasey was back by now. Rory picked up at the thrid ring. "Hello?" She sounded almost breathless.
"Hello Mary." He couldn't help, but smirk, even though she couldn't see him.
"Bible Boy." She replied. "What can I do for you?"
"A lot of things, but at the moment, I need to talk to Kasey." Tristan looked up as Max entered the room.
"Hello?" Kasey's voice sounded slightly confused, as she spoke into the reciever.
"Hi Kasey, this is Tristan Dugrey, I'm Andy's roomate. We didn't get properly introduced." Max's head shot up the mintute Kasey's name escaped his lips.
"Yes, but I hardly find that reason for a phone call. Is something wrong?" Her voice imediately filled with concern "Is Andy okay?"
"He's in some sort of daze. He was looking at pictures and I can't get him to say anything. I was hoping you could." He heard her sigh on the other end, then some muffled conversation, before she answered. "Give me two minutes." With that she hung up.
"What was that about?" Max asked, frowning at him.
"Andy, he's moping again. I was hoping Kasey could perk him up." Tristan wasn't lost on the way Max's eyes lit up at the mention of her name. Maybe there was more to Mr. Knightly than meets the eye. "She's really hot, you know." He smirked, watching Max's eyes smolder slightly.
"Yeah, so what?" He snapped, plopping down on the couch.
"Nothing. I was just thinking of asking her out." Tristan grinned evilly, as Max's eyes widened and he sprung around to face him.
"No!" He said, before he could stop himself.
"Ah!" Tristan chuckled. "I was joking. You, however, like her, don't you."
"What makes you say that?" Max answered tightly.
"Your eyes and you just said no, when I told you I was going to ask her out." Tristan sat down beside him.
"Alright, alright." Max fisted his hands in his hair. "Busted."
"Just a word of advice, you never get the girl, when you continue to piss her off."
"You think I don't know that."
"Well, why do you continue to do it, then."
"I could point the same question to you about that Rory chick."
"Don't call her that!"
"You call her Mary."
"That's not a degrating nickname."
"No, it's just stereotypical."
"Oh shut up!"
"Don't give advice when you can't follow it yourself."
"Then tell you what. You promise to be civil to Kasey and I'll promise to follow my own advice."
"Deal."
"Good." Tristan nodded, just as there was a knock on the door. He leapt up and opened it, to reveal a worried looking Kasey and Rory right behind her.
Kasey brushed past him and immediately went into his and Andy's room. Rory, however, looked up at him, as if daring him to say something.
"Come on in, Mar....., I mean Rory."
"Oh wow, he actually remembered my name."
"I remember a lot of things. You remember Max, right?"
"Vaguely. I mostly know of him from what Kasey told me."
"What did she say about me?" Max perked up.
"Can't tell."
"Why not?"
"I don't use that kind of language." Rory smirked, while Tristan howled with laughter. That was a good one.
"Yeah, and I bet Rory has such nice things to say about you, Dugrey!" Max shot back.
Tristan stopped laughing immediately and glared at his suitemate. "Shut up, Knightly."
"Right back atcha!" Max stood and entered his own room.
"Nice guy, huh?" Tristan turned his attention back to Rory.
"Obviously he didn't tell you what happened earlier." Rory raised her eyebrows in his direction.
"What happened earlier?"
"He kissed her."
"Kissed who?"
"Who do you think?"
"Kasey! He kissed Kasey?" He whispered, his eyes widened with surprise.
Rory nodded. "She came home screaming about it."
"Whoa, dead man walking." Tristan stared at Max's closed door. "No wonder he was in such a fantastic mood." He commented dryly.
"So, what did you think of Andy and Mara?" Rory swiftly changed the subject.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you telling me you missed their low key flirting?"
"Really?"
"Yeah, they were. Kasey's absolutely pysched."
"Well, so am I. Poor guy is an absolute wreck over that Ashley girl."
"Can you blame him?"
"Not really. That's a pretty crummy way to break up with someone."
"I agree."
"I think that's the first time we've ever agreed on something." Tristan grinned at her, all traces of his familiar smirk gone.
"I guess it is." Okay guys. Sorry it took so long for me to update, but the Holidays are really busy at my house. You know the drill. Review if you want an update.
