DISCLAIMER: okay listen and listen good, because I'm only going to say it
once, ITS NOT MINE, wish it was but it won't ever be so I might as well
just admit it.
A/N: HEY!!!!!!!!! Well here it is, the sequel to Smile! To those of you who care, this won't be as serious as Smile, don't get me wrong, it will be more than pure fluff and I guarantee that it will not be a smooth ride for our favourite couple! Given the reaction to Smile, I know this one will be hard to beat and I probably won't be able to do it but even if it's not as good, I will try to at least make it enjoyable for you so without further adieu, welcome to Laughter and Tears!
Rory woke up with a tired groan. She had been up late studying. Of course she should've already been prepared for the giant Chemistry test she had that day but very stupidly, she had agreed to study with Tristan and his methods of studying were distracting to say the least. Getting up, she made a beeline for the shower, wanting to get to school early to go over her notes and an environment that was conducive to learning. As soon as she got out of the shower, she dressed, did her hair and wrote a note to her mother, telling her she left early because her evil boyfriend had prevented her studying.
She stopped by Luke's and got three coffee's to go, earning an evil glare from the gruff diner owner that was very obviously in love with her mother. He muttered something about like mother like daughter but he didn't protest as much as he would to Lorelai when she would come in looking for three coffees. Rory drank one of the coffees, said goodbye to Luke and made it back to her car. By the time she reached Hartford, both Styrofoam cups of caffeine filled goodness had been consumed. There was still forty five minutes until the first bell meaning the halls were deserted.
After thirty five minutes of studying in the library, Rory felt slightly more prepared for the test. She packed her notes away and walked to her locker where an expectant Tristan stood waiting, complete with the usual smirk and coffee. Ever since they had started going out, a full two weeks ago, after they got back from LA, he brought her coffee on a pretty regular basis, still, it always brought a smile to her face.
'Nice time studying in the library Mary?' he asked, his smirk growing wider.
'How did you know I was in the library?' Rory asked, curious, she hadn't seen him in there.
'We have a Chemistry test today, where else would you be?' he asked.
'We seem to be assuming a lot about me Mr. DuGrey.' Rory playfully replied, pretending to be offended.
Tristan closed the distance between them, wrapping one arm around her tiny waist, still holding the coffee in the other hand.
'I'm not assuming anything, I just happen to know you.'
'If you know me so well, why are you hugging me when I'm mad at you?'
'You're not mad at me, not really but you see, clever boy that I am, I brought a peace offering.' He grinned handing her the coffee.
'You're forgiven.' Rory replied before turning her attention to the coffee and chugging the steaming liquid.
'What did I do to have to earn forgiveness anyway?'
'You know what, you prevented me from studying the other day, thus being the cause of my being in the library this morning.'
'And how exactly did I prevent you studying?' Tristan asked while leaning in, placing butterfly kisses on Rory's neck. Before Rory could utter a protest, Tristan moved his lips to the sensitive spot, just below her earlobe causing a slight moan to escape Rory's lips. Rory somehow managed to find her voice.
'By doing that.'
'Doing what?' Tristan asked innocently.
'Exactly what you're doing now.'
'Do you want me to stop?' he asked, leaving a trail of kisses across her jaw, to the side of her mouth.
'Yes.' Rory sighed, sounding unconvincing even to her.
'Say it like you mean it and I will.'
Tristan smirked devilishly before capturing her lips in his, pressing her against the locker, something she did not protest to Tristan noted. This was normally the point at which Rory would pull away but not this time. Tristan let his hands explore her hips and back while continuing to ravage her mouth and tongue with his own. The people around them became quiet. They had gotten used to the open flirting between the pair and even to Tristan walking her to class and holding her hand. Occasionally they would kiss lightly but after that first day, they had never gotten to the making out stage in the hallway.
Tristan pulled away and Rory looked around shyly, everyone quickly averted their gaze but it was obvious that they had been staring. Rory had the decency to blush but Tristan however, just smirked. Rory hit him lightly on the shoulder and he pulled away. Rory looked at the ground, refusing to meet his gaze, still embarrassed by the very public encounter with him, she got embarrassed enough when they were alone.
Tristan knew she was embarrassed but he couldn't help but grin. He was definitely making progress with her, even this time last week, he was lucky to get a peck on the cheek in public and a very chaste kiss if they were alone, not that he minded, he knew she had a lot of issues as far as 'intimacy' was concerned but slowly she was coming around. Even that last kiss was nothing compared to the level of kissing he had reached in the halls with other girls but he didn't care, he liked that Rory wasn't going to be like them, it made the times when they did kiss or even come close to making out all the more amazing.
While he had been thinking about this, Rory had moved to her locker and was removing her books, preparing for class, something he had still to do.
'I should go, get my books and stuff.' He told her.
'Okay,' Rory answered, turning to face him 'I'll see you in English, second period?'
'Of course.' He grinned, 'I'll keep you a seat.'
'Like you need to, since I started dating you, there has always been a seat beside you and even a parking space beside yours.'
'One of the perks of being royalty.'
'I see, well don't I feel special?'
'You should. So anyway Mary, what do you say, me you, free period, janitors closet, studying chemistry?'
'Why do I get the feeling there would be no books involved?'
'You hurt me Mary, it was a genuine question.'
'I know but there was more than one meaning.'
'So that's a no?' he asked pouting.
'That's a maybe.'
Tristan's eyes lit up.
'Really?'
'No, it's definitely a no.'
Tristan stuck out his tongue and he looked genuinely disappointed.
'Tease.' He grumbled in a playful tone, he had known that's what she would answer.
'I know but you love me anyway.' Rory replied before realising what she had said. 'I mean-I –uh-what I meant-'
'It's okay, I know what you meant.'
'Okay, good.' Rory blushed.
Tristan kissed her quickly, and turned to go.
'Later Mary.'
'Later Tris.'
Rory grinned and walked in the opposite direction, towards her politics class. Before, the nickname had bothered her but now it sounded normal and she didn't mind, it was a term of endearment. Louise slid up to her as she walked the corridor and before they could speak, they were flanked by Madeline and Paris.
'Morning.' They all chorused together.
'So Ror, what was with the PDA at the lockers today?' Louise asked.
'What?'
'You and Tristan duh, quite the show.' Madeline chipped in.
'You saw that?' Rory asked horrified.
'Rory, the whole school saw that.' Paris informed her.
'Really?' Rory asked going red.
'It's no big deal, really. Tristan has done a lot worse, trust us but we never expected it from you.' Paris told her.
'A lot worse huh?'
'Oh, sorry. It's no big deal, really. Don't worry about it, we told you before, Tristan's a good guy and he knows your history and he respects it.' Louise tried to comfort her, Rory, however could only muster a half smile.
'You're afraid he'll get bored aren't you?' Madeline asked, concerned. They took their seats, all beside each other.
'Well it's not like I could blame him or anything.'
'Rory, take a look around you, Tristan could have any girl in this school, well almost anyone but he spent two months chasing after you and now that he's with you, he's never been happier.' Louise told her.
'I guess.' Rory replied, unconvinced.
Whatever Paris was about to say, was cut off by the teacher entering the room and slamming the door to get the classes attention. It was going to be a long class...
A/N: well there was the first chapter and I'm not the type of person to beg for reviews or anything but I would appreciate some feedback because I'm unsure if I want to continue this or not.
A/N: HEY!!!!!!!!! Well here it is, the sequel to Smile! To those of you who care, this won't be as serious as Smile, don't get me wrong, it will be more than pure fluff and I guarantee that it will not be a smooth ride for our favourite couple! Given the reaction to Smile, I know this one will be hard to beat and I probably won't be able to do it but even if it's not as good, I will try to at least make it enjoyable for you so without further adieu, welcome to Laughter and Tears!
Rory woke up with a tired groan. She had been up late studying. Of course she should've already been prepared for the giant Chemistry test she had that day but very stupidly, she had agreed to study with Tristan and his methods of studying were distracting to say the least. Getting up, she made a beeline for the shower, wanting to get to school early to go over her notes and an environment that was conducive to learning. As soon as she got out of the shower, she dressed, did her hair and wrote a note to her mother, telling her she left early because her evil boyfriend had prevented her studying.
She stopped by Luke's and got three coffee's to go, earning an evil glare from the gruff diner owner that was very obviously in love with her mother. He muttered something about like mother like daughter but he didn't protest as much as he would to Lorelai when she would come in looking for three coffees. Rory drank one of the coffees, said goodbye to Luke and made it back to her car. By the time she reached Hartford, both Styrofoam cups of caffeine filled goodness had been consumed. There was still forty five minutes until the first bell meaning the halls were deserted.
After thirty five minutes of studying in the library, Rory felt slightly more prepared for the test. She packed her notes away and walked to her locker where an expectant Tristan stood waiting, complete with the usual smirk and coffee. Ever since they had started going out, a full two weeks ago, after they got back from LA, he brought her coffee on a pretty regular basis, still, it always brought a smile to her face.
'Nice time studying in the library Mary?' he asked, his smirk growing wider.
'How did you know I was in the library?' Rory asked, curious, she hadn't seen him in there.
'We have a Chemistry test today, where else would you be?' he asked.
'We seem to be assuming a lot about me Mr. DuGrey.' Rory playfully replied, pretending to be offended.
Tristan closed the distance between them, wrapping one arm around her tiny waist, still holding the coffee in the other hand.
'I'm not assuming anything, I just happen to know you.'
'If you know me so well, why are you hugging me when I'm mad at you?'
'You're not mad at me, not really but you see, clever boy that I am, I brought a peace offering.' He grinned handing her the coffee.
'You're forgiven.' Rory replied before turning her attention to the coffee and chugging the steaming liquid.
'What did I do to have to earn forgiveness anyway?'
'You know what, you prevented me from studying the other day, thus being the cause of my being in the library this morning.'
'And how exactly did I prevent you studying?' Tristan asked while leaning in, placing butterfly kisses on Rory's neck. Before Rory could utter a protest, Tristan moved his lips to the sensitive spot, just below her earlobe causing a slight moan to escape Rory's lips. Rory somehow managed to find her voice.
'By doing that.'
'Doing what?' Tristan asked innocently.
'Exactly what you're doing now.'
'Do you want me to stop?' he asked, leaving a trail of kisses across her jaw, to the side of her mouth.
'Yes.' Rory sighed, sounding unconvincing even to her.
'Say it like you mean it and I will.'
Tristan smirked devilishly before capturing her lips in his, pressing her against the locker, something she did not protest to Tristan noted. This was normally the point at which Rory would pull away but not this time. Tristan let his hands explore her hips and back while continuing to ravage her mouth and tongue with his own. The people around them became quiet. They had gotten used to the open flirting between the pair and even to Tristan walking her to class and holding her hand. Occasionally they would kiss lightly but after that first day, they had never gotten to the making out stage in the hallway.
Tristan pulled away and Rory looked around shyly, everyone quickly averted their gaze but it was obvious that they had been staring. Rory had the decency to blush but Tristan however, just smirked. Rory hit him lightly on the shoulder and he pulled away. Rory looked at the ground, refusing to meet his gaze, still embarrassed by the very public encounter with him, she got embarrassed enough when they were alone.
Tristan knew she was embarrassed but he couldn't help but grin. He was definitely making progress with her, even this time last week, he was lucky to get a peck on the cheek in public and a very chaste kiss if they were alone, not that he minded, he knew she had a lot of issues as far as 'intimacy' was concerned but slowly she was coming around. Even that last kiss was nothing compared to the level of kissing he had reached in the halls with other girls but he didn't care, he liked that Rory wasn't going to be like them, it made the times when they did kiss or even come close to making out all the more amazing.
While he had been thinking about this, Rory had moved to her locker and was removing her books, preparing for class, something he had still to do.
'I should go, get my books and stuff.' He told her.
'Okay,' Rory answered, turning to face him 'I'll see you in English, second period?'
'Of course.' He grinned, 'I'll keep you a seat.'
'Like you need to, since I started dating you, there has always been a seat beside you and even a parking space beside yours.'
'One of the perks of being royalty.'
'I see, well don't I feel special?'
'You should. So anyway Mary, what do you say, me you, free period, janitors closet, studying chemistry?'
'Why do I get the feeling there would be no books involved?'
'You hurt me Mary, it was a genuine question.'
'I know but there was more than one meaning.'
'So that's a no?' he asked pouting.
'That's a maybe.'
Tristan's eyes lit up.
'Really?'
'No, it's definitely a no.'
Tristan stuck out his tongue and he looked genuinely disappointed.
'Tease.' He grumbled in a playful tone, he had known that's what she would answer.
'I know but you love me anyway.' Rory replied before realising what she had said. 'I mean-I –uh-what I meant-'
'It's okay, I know what you meant.'
'Okay, good.' Rory blushed.
Tristan kissed her quickly, and turned to go.
'Later Mary.'
'Later Tris.'
Rory grinned and walked in the opposite direction, towards her politics class. Before, the nickname had bothered her but now it sounded normal and she didn't mind, it was a term of endearment. Louise slid up to her as she walked the corridor and before they could speak, they were flanked by Madeline and Paris.
'Morning.' They all chorused together.
'So Ror, what was with the PDA at the lockers today?' Louise asked.
'What?'
'You and Tristan duh, quite the show.' Madeline chipped in.
'You saw that?' Rory asked horrified.
'Rory, the whole school saw that.' Paris informed her.
'Really?' Rory asked going red.
'It's no big deal, really. Tristan has done a lot worse, trust us but we never expected it from you.' Paris told her.
'A lot worse huh?'
'Oh, sorry. It's no big deal, really. Don't worry about it, we told you before, Tristan's a good guy and he knows your history and he respects it.' Louise tried to comfort her, Rory, however could only muster a half smile.
'You're afraid he'll get bored aren't you?' Madeline asked, concerned. They took their seats, all beside each other.
'Well it's not like I could blame him or anything.'
'Rory, take a look around you, Tristan could have any girl in this school, well almost anyone but he spent two months chasing after you and now that he's with you, he's never been happier.' Louise told her.
'I guess.' Rory replied, unconvinced.
Whatever Paris was about to say, was cut off by the teacher entering the room and slamming the door to get the classes attention. It was going to be a long class...
A/N: well there was the first chapter and I'm not the type of person to beg for reviews or anything but I would appreciate some feedback because I'm unsure if I want to continue this or not.
