Disclaimer: Non of it is mine…
A/N: Thanks for the reviews…
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Chapter 4
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I danced with you secretly, I hope you liked it
I danced with you secretly, danced with you secretly
Danced without moving,
With ease you rarely see
Maybe I'll meet you tomorrow
Maybe it isn't meant to be
*Toontje Lager*
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Chapter 4
Dance Without Movement
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Tristan DuGrey, standing in the middle of Central Park! Who could have thought?
She had recognized those eyes instantly, though she had been surprised to see him there.
She had expected him to be… Well, what exactly??
Behind a posh desk, inside of a posh building, doing poshy things.
Not there at least, anywhere but there, so near to her house.
But hey, it was just something for him to stand right there, in the park at a hotdog stand, just as she passed by.
Just thinking about him, stirred up a weird feeling.
Kinda like a craving… But no, putting Rory Gilmore, Tristan Dugrey and craving in one sentence, you'd have to be crazy. That was the biggest oxymoron you could form.
But still, this feeling felt a lot like it.
Now that she thought about it, maybe it wasn't so weird. She probably just wanted to catch up on old times. That could very well be it. Because craving could also be in a friendly sorta way, right? After all, she hadn't seen him in… uhmmm…. A reeeeaaaallly long time. Over seven years, she quickly calculated. It would be great to talk to him again. Catching up. Ok, it's not like they were best friends back in the Chilton days, but they'd had a bond.
Though she wouldn't have admitted it at the time, she loved the attention she got from him. The verbal sparring they did.
And yes of course life went on after he'd left for Boot Camp, but she had thought about him. She had even considered trying to get the address and writing him a letter. But what could she have written?
"Hey, too bad you're in Boot Camp, I really looked forward on kissing you again."??
Now she regretted that she hadn't kept contact.
But maybe it wasn't too late. Maybe she could look him up or something. There's nothing wrong with going to see an old friend, is there?
If he lived in New York, she could hop by some time, and just talk about how life treated him the past years.
There was nothing wrong with that… she told herself.
Actually, that was a great idea. After all, they were both adults now. He would probably appreciate it.
'Yeah,' she pumped herself up, 'she could definitely do that.'
It was an awesome idea.
She smiled to herself and walked over to her computer.
She worked at a paper, so she had plenty of resources. She could find out where he lived in no time. She logged in to one of her often-used databanks and typed in his name. Tristan Dugrey…
After a moment the screen changed and the info she had been looking for, popped up.
DuGrey, T. + Anderson, J.
Yeah, he did live in New York!!! She thought excitedly.
Then she looked again, less hasty this time.
Anderson, J.?????
Ow my god!! Would that be his girlfriend?
Of course it was, who else could it be?? How could he not have a girlfriend?
Not that this changed anything of course… She just wanted to try and be friends. And him having a girlfriend had nothing to do with that.
But of course, she could imagine it being awkward, them catching up on old times, with this…. Jenny, or ...j... Joanna or…. Jacqueline there…
Yeah definitely Jacqueline… But he would call her Jacky. Jacky and Tristan… They're probably really in love with each other…. Plans to get married, having their 2,4 children.
She couldn't just barge in on that! She couldn't just come in and say; "Hi, remember me? The girl you used to tease all the time and probably hated. You probably don't even recognize me, but I still thing about you sometimes, pretty often actually, so often even, that I decided to just barge in on your happy little existence, to tell you… nothing interesting really."
That was the most stupid thing she ever almost did.
But hey, she should be glad that she hadn't actually done it. That would be the biggest blunder ever.
Yep, she just escaped a big mistake. And she was happy about it… right?
Well, if this was ecstatic happiness, then she couldn't wait for misery….
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A/N: Well? What did you think?
Ow and, to that one reviewer Sorry about the lack of conversation so far. But I have to build up to the Trory-ness don't I? More to come soon.
At least, if you guys review that is….