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"Please say something," asked Jess, after her lapse of silence murdered their emotions.
"I think I need time......" Rory whispered.
"Totally understandable," Jess said as he rubbed her back.
He stood up to slowly leave. Rory stayed a while, just thinking. Soon enough, she got up to go too. When she made it to the front of her building, she stopped to dig through her handbag for her apartment keys. She stood before the stoop of the building and searched for them.
"Excuse me," said a man, trying to pass by her, but couldn't, seeing as she was right smack in the middle of the sidewalk.
"Oh sorry," she said, moving for him.
"Why Mary, how nice to see you," said the man.
"I'm not Ma—Tristin?!" Rory exclaimed, after turning to face him.
"The one and only!"
Rory stood there with both hands in her bag and her eyes practically popping out of their sockets in shock at the sight of Tristin. She panicked, she didn't want him to see the ratty dump of a home she had!
"This where you live?" He asked.
"Why?"
"Just wanted to know," he responded, chuckling at her behavior.
"So what if it is?"
"Then I could maybe come up and we could talk, you know catch up?"
"Ha! Fat chance! There is no way in hell that I would let you come up to my crappy ass home!"
"Why Mary, I don't like the tone you're taking with me!"
"Tristin? This is the way I've always talked to you."
"No, at least back in high school, you had a tad more sympathy for me."
"You'd like to think that wouldn't you! I pitied you!"
"Yeah, but that's basically the same thing as sympathy," Tristin said, as a devilish side- glance sneer made its way across his face.
Rory just rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay, how bout' coffee?" Tristin offered.
"Fine, only 'cause I can not refuse an offer with coffee in it; it's a Gilmore rule....."
"Well then I guess every offer should have coffee included...." Tristin suggested, as he wiggled his eyebrows.
"You do know what happens when you flatter yourself too much don't you?"
"No, what?" Tristin asked, leaning closer to her.
"Your ego gets bigger!" she said as she used the palm of her hand to push back his head.
He slightly fell back, but regained control.
Nervously he laughed, "You're funnier than you were in high school, you know that?"
"No, but thanks for telling me! So, coffee?"
"Coffee!"
They walked to a coffee shop and sat for about an hour or two just talking.
"God you are so conceited!" cried Rory.
"Am not! I seriously thought she wanted my autograph!"
"Whatever!"
They shared a moment of laughter.
Rory glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "I really should get going, I have work tomorrow......."
Tristin nodded and said, "Can I call you or........"
"Um, yea I guess," Rory said as she wrote down her number on a napkin.
He took it and smiled as he gave her his business card and wrote on the back of it his home number.
"Okay, so I'll talk to you soon?" Tristin asked.
"Soon," Rory said with a nod.
"Okay, see ya........."
"Bye," Rory said as she turned to walk home.
The next day was a lull. Rory didn't feel like being a teacher anymore. She truly hated her job. The day felt a little too long and when she got home, she was totally exasperated.
Just then, the phone rang; and it rang and rang and rang, but she didn't want to pick it up. She let the machine get it.
"Rory? Hey it's me Tristin, just calling to see if"-
"Hello?" Rory answered into the phone.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"Can we move past the greetings?"
"Sure. Um how are you?" Rory asked.
"Well I'm the same as I was yesterday, and you?" Tristin asked, laughing quietly.
"Oh, yea..... Well, honestly? I'm tired! I hate my job and this place sucks!"
"That bad huh?"
"Yeah....." she quietly answered.
"Well are you busy on Friday?"
"I don't think so," she said lying back on the bed.
"So would you like to go out to dinner with me? My treat......."
"Hmm, tempting......"
"I can woo you with my humor," Tristin offered.
"Oh you don't hafta woo me with your humor! I can just look at you and laugh, Tristin!"
"Wow, New York has definitely made the small town princess quite the funny one!"
"Indeed it has," Rory said, playing with the phone's curled cord, twisting it and untwisting it.
"So, what do you say? Dinner?"
"I suppose so, seeing as I don't have anything better to do....."
"Well it's nice to know that dinner with me was an option," Tristin said, smirking.
"It is isn't it?"
"Funny, funny!"
"Just trying to keep you and your ego in check, now."
"And a fine job you're doing at it!"
"So Friday....."
"Yes Friday, I'll pick you up, you'll look nice, smell nice- be nice! Um, and we'll have dinner."
"Sounds good to me!"
"Great so I'll pick you up at, does 7 sound good?"
"Yes, 7 is fine."
"Great, so 7 it is....... Friday, 7 o' clock....."
"Perfect, so till then."
"Till then, bye Rory......."
"Goodbye Tristin........"
The line went dead and Rory slipped the receiver back into its holder.
Friday at 7 o'clock, dinner with Tristin...... now this would truly become a historic event.
When Friday rolled around, Rory was actually looking forward to having dinner with Tristin. In a few minutes he would arrive, so she grabbed her Jimmy Choo's and waited in the living room. She worse a black lengthy dress that flattered her curves and had a bow in the center.
Soon Tristin came knocking on her door. She opened it and smiled.
"You look nice," Tristin said with wonderment.
"Thanks, you too," Rory said as she started walking.
Tristin took Rory to a semi classy place that had wonderful service.
After dinner, Tristin and Rory went for a walk through Washington Square Park. It wasn't that late and Tristin felt that they should carry out the night as long as they could.
"It's such a nice night," commented Rory.
"Yeah, it is," said Tristin.
Rory inhaled the icy air and smiled.
They both kept walking, just enjoying the others company until Rory saw Jess, sitting at a park bench, reading. Her heart felt heavier and it became harder to walk. Rory motioned for Tristin to follow her and so he did.
"Hey, Jess," said Rory, trying to keep things cool.
"Rory," said Jess, as he put his book in hand down and glanced up. He noted the fact that she wasn't alone and this made him feel awkward.
"Uh Jess this is Tristin, Tristin this is Jess," said Rory.
Both shook hands and shoveled out a, "Hi," to each other.
The silence encased their surroundings making the situation uncomfortable each and every second.
"Tristin went to my high school," Rory mumbled to Jess.
He just nodded. Rory looked into his eyes, he looked somewhat pained and so distant.
"Um, we'll be right back," said Rory grabbing Tristin by the arm and pulling him away.
"Rory?" Tristin asked.
"I'm sorry Tristin,"
He shook his head and said, "It's okay." He too looked pained. Wow two in one night.
"Um, call me?"
"Sure," said Tristin walking away. She stood there, watching his retreating figure disappear into the night.
What had happened was unclear, but could it be that she had feelings for Tristin? Yes, she had, but her heart belonged to Jess. And her heart would remain with Jess.
"Hey," Jess whispered, coming up from behind her.
She whipped around and smiled. "Hey," she replied.
"Bad date?"
"No, I just....... I didn't want him around....... so that I could do this," Rory said, inching closer to him; he didn't stop her.
Slowly she brought her hands to cup his face. Her delicate fingers stroked the side of his rugged cheek. Her lips fell heavily into place. They glided against his and opened for the entrance of his tongue. She too slid her tongue in and let it swoosh ever so gracefully against his. Her hands traveled to his back and up to his hair. His hands took comfort on the small of her back, pulling her closer and closer to him. The kisses were soft and chaste at first, but grew passionate and full of longing soon enough.
Pulling a part, momentarily, both took a breath. Both leaned against the other, his forehead against hers and both breathing deeply. She smiled and leaned in to kiss him again; he responded and put a little more into the kiss.
The weights had been lifted and the loneliness fled. Salvation was here, in their kiss, in their hearts, all around them.
It soon started to snow. Everything felt perfect and in its place. The snow softly drizzled from the sky, creating a faultless twist to the end of her night.
They both parted and held the others hand. They started walking down the pathway, just letting the snow drown them in a sea of perfection. The darkness of the night encircled their devotion for each other, as they swayed heavenly through the falling snow.
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"Please say something," asked Jess, after her lapse of silence murdered their emotions.
"I think I need time......" Rory whispered.
"Totally understandable," Jess said as he rubbed her back.
He stood up to slowly leave. Rory stayed a while, just thinking. Soon enough, she got up to go too. When she made it to the front of her building, she stopped to dig through her handbag for her apartment keys. She stood before the stoop of the building and searched for them.
"Excuse me," said a man, trying to pass by her, but couldn't, seeing as she was right smack in the middle of the sidewalk.
"Oh sorry," she said, moving for him.
"Why Mary, how nice to see you," said the man.
"I'm not Ma—Tristin?!" Rory exclaimed, after turning to face him.
"The one and only!"
Rory stood there with both hands in her bag and her eyes practically popping out of their sockets in shock at the sight of Tristin. She panicked, she didn't want him to see the ratty dump of a home she had!
"This where you live?" He asked.
"Why?"
"Just wanted to know," he responded, chuckling at her behavior.
"So what if it is?"
"Then I could maybe come up and we could talk, you know catch up?"
"Ha! Fat chance! There is no way in hell that I would let you come up to my crappy ass home!"
"Why Mary, I don't like the tone you're taking with me!"
"Tristin? This is the way I've always talked to you."
"No, at least back in high school, you had a tad more sympathy for me."
"You'd like to think that wouldn't you! I pitied you!"
"Yeah, but that's basically the same thing as sympathy," Tristin said, as a devilish side- glance sneer made its way across his face.
Rory just rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay, how bout' coffee?" Tristin offered.
"Fine, only 'cause I can not refuse an offer with coffee in it; it's a Gilmore rule....."
"Well then I guess every offer should have coffee included...." Tristin suggested, as he wiggled his eyebrows.
"You do know what happens when you flatter yourself too much don't you?"
"No, what?" Tristin asked, leaning closer to her.
"Your ego gets bigger!" she said as she used the palm of her hand to push back his head.
He slightly fell back, but regained control.
Nervously he laughed, "You're funnier than you were in high school, you know that?"
"No, but thanks for telling me! So, coffee?"
"Coffee!"
They walked to a coffee shop and sat for about an hour or two just talking.
"God you are so conceited!" cried Rory.
"Am not! I seriously thought she wanted my autograph!"
"Whatever!"
They shared a moment of laughter.
Rory glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "I really should get going, I have work tomorrow......."
Tristin nodded and said, "Can I call you or........"
"Um, yea I guess," Rory said as she wrote down her number on a napkin.
He took it and smiled as he gave her his business card and wrote on the back of it his home number.
"Okay, so I'll talk to you soon?" Tristin asked.
"Soon," Rory said with a nod.
"Okay, see ya........."
"Bye," Rory said as she turned to walk home.
The next day was a lull. Rory didn't feel like being a teacher anymore. She truly hated her job. The day felt a little too long and when she got home, she was totally exasperated.
Just then, the phone rang; and it rang and rang and rang, but she didn't want to pick it up. She let the machine get it.
"Rory? Hey it's me Tristin, just calling to see if"-
"Hello?" Rory answered into the phone.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"Can we move past the greetings?"
"Sure. Um how are you?" Rory asked.
"Well I'm the same as I was yesterday, and you?" Tristin asked, laughing quietly.
"Oh, yea..... Well, honestly? I'm tired! I hate my job and this place sucks!"
"That bad huh?"
"Yeah....." she quietly answered.
"Well are you busy on Friday?"
"I don't think so," she said lying back on the bed.
"So would you like to go out to dinner with me? My treat......."
"Hmm, tempting......"
"I can woo you with my humor," Tristin offered.
"Oh you don't hafta woo me with your humor! I can just look at you and laugh, Tristin!"
"Wow, New York has definitely made the small town princess quite the funny one!"
"Indeed it has," Rory said, playing with the phone's curled cord, twisting it and untwisting it.
"So, what do you say? Dinner?"
"I suppose so, seeing as I don't have anything better to do....."
"Well it's nice to know that dinner with me was an option," Tristin said, smirking.
"It is isn't it?"
"Funny, funny!"
"Just trying to keep you and your ego in check, now."
"And a fine job you're doing at it!"
"So Friday....."
"Yes Friday, I'll pick you up, you'll look nice, smell nice- be nice! Um, and we'll have dinner."
"Sounds good to me!"
"Great so I'll pick you up at, does 7 sound good?"
"Yes, 7 is fine."
"Great, so 7 it is....... Friday, 7 o' clock....."
"Perfect, so till then."
"Till then, bye Rory......."
"Goodbye Tristin........"
The line went dead and Rory slipped the receiver back into its holder.
Friday at 7 o'clock, dinner with Tristin...... now this would truly become a historic event.
When Friday rolled around, Rory was actually looking forward to having dinner with Tristin. In a few minutes he would arrive, so she grabbed her Jimmy Choo's and waited in the living room. She worse a black lengthy dress that flattered her curves and had a bow in the center.
Soon Tristin came knocking on her door. She opened it and smiled.
"You look nice," Tristin said with wonderment.
"Thanks, you too," Rory said as she started walking.
Tristin took Rory to a semi classy place that had wonderful service.
After dinner, Tristin and Rory went for a walk through Washington Square Park. It wasn't that late and Tristin felt that they should carry out the night as long as they could.
"It's such a nice night," commented Rory.
"Yeah, it is," said Tristin.
Rory inhaled the icy air and smiled.
They both kept walking, just enjoying the others company until Rory saw Jess, sitting at a park bench, reading. Her heart felt heavier and it became harder to walk. Rory motioned for Tristin to follow her and so he did.
"Hey, Jess," said Rory, trying to keep things cool.
"Rory," said Jess, as he put his book in hand down and glanced up. He noted the fact that she wasn't alone and this made him feel awkward.
"Uh Jess this is Tristin, Tristin this is Jess," said Rory.
Both shook hands and shoveled out a, "Hi," to each other.
The silence encased their surroundings making the situation uncomfortable each and every second.
"Tristin went to my high school," Rory mumbled to Jess.
He just nodded. Rory looked into his eyes, he looked somewhat pained and so distant.
"Um, we'll be right back," said Rory grabbing Tristin by the arm and pulling him away.
"Rory?" Tristin asked.
"I'm sorry Tristin,"
He shook his head and said, "It's okay." He too looked pained. Wow two in one night.
"Um, call me?"
"Sure," said Tristin walking away. She stood there, watching his retreating figure disappear into the night.
What had happened was unclear, but could it be that she had feelings for Tristin? Yes, she had, but her heart belonged to Jess. And her heart would remain with Jess.
"Hey," Jess whispered, coming up from behind her.
She whipped around and smiled. "Hey," she replied.
"Bad date?"
"No, I just....... I didn't want him around....... so that I could do this," Rory said, inching closer to him; he didn't stop her.
Slowly she brought her hands to cup his face. Her delicate fingers stroked the side of his rugged cheek. Her lips fell heavily into place. They glided against his and opened for the entrance of his tongue. She too slid her tongue in and let it swoosh ever so gracefully against his. Her hands traveled to his back and up to his hair. His hands took comfort on the small of her back, pulling her closer and closer to him. The kisses were soft and chaste at first, but grew passionate and full of longing soon enough.
Pulling a part, momentarily, both took a breath. Both leaned against the other, his forehead against hers and both breathing deeply. She smiled and leaned in to kiss him again; he responded and put a little more into the kiss.
The weights had been lifted and the loneliness fled. Salvation was here, in their kiss, in their hearts, all around them.
It soon started to snow. Everything felt perfect and in its place. The snow softly drizzled from the sky, creating a faultless twist to the end of her night.
They both parted and held the others hand. They started walking down the pathway, just letting the snow drown them in a sea of perfection. The darkness of the night encircled their devotion for each other, as they swayed heavenly through the falling snow.
OKAY, TIME TO REVIEW!! PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!! I LOVED AL THE ONES I GOT FOR CHAPTER 5, THEY REALLY MEAN A LOT TO ME...... THANKS AGAIN TO ALL WHO READ THIS, HMM.... YEA, SO PLEASE REVIEW!!