Not mine own nothing.

A/N - Yeah, I know I have more stories to finish but you can't ignore a good idea (at least I think it's a good idea) when you have writer's block.

Tristan lives in Stars Hollow with his grandfather and Rory, Tristan, Jess, and Lane all grew up together and are best friends.

Stars Hollow early 1990s (I think can't really figure out the year.)

As soon as she had finished roll call the kindergarten teacher Mrs. Krutcher saw a little hand go up.

"Yes, Rory?"

"Where's Twistan?"

"Tristan is no longer coming to this school, Rory."

"Why not?"

"Because his family will be moving away."

The teacher dismissed the idea and went on with the lesson while Rory sat there thinking about why Tristan would move away. After class Rory ran to Luke's where she usually waited until Lorelei was done with work.

"Hey Luke is Twistan really moving away?"

"I guess so Rory why don't you go down to his house to say good-bye. Jess is already waiting there."

"Okay. Bye Luke."

"Hey Twistan why you moving away?" Rory asked finding the two little boys in a maze of boxes.

"Cause my granddad's in the hospital."

"Well you could live with me until he feels bwetter."

"That's what I told my mommy but she's evil and won't let me stay."

"Darn. Are you going to come visit us?"

"If my evil mommy lets me."

11 Years Later

16 year old Rory Gilmore walked into Luke's Diner on a Saturday where Jess was cleaning the counter.

"Hey Ror. Did you get your letter?"

"Yes. I made it."

"Congrats," he said getting pulled into a small hug, "So I here the new guy asked you out."

"Yeah, but I said 'no'."

"Why? Not like I wanted you to go out with him cause he's a jerk."

"Do you ever wondered what happened to Tristan?" she asked thoroughly avoiding the subject while turning to their best 'what if' topic.

"Yeah, well, you might meet him at Chilton, Ror."

"Why do you say that?"

"Cause you know how his Granddad's house always had expensive stuff?"

"Yeah so?"

"Well I looked up 'DuGrey' once and it's this giant Hartford socialite family."

"Hmm…that's weird I always thought they were a small town family. I'll see you later gotta meet my mom."

The weekend passed by quickly for Rory and soon she was at her first day at Chilton. She quickly walked to her first class and gave her note to the teacher.

'Let's see what Hartford socialites look like. There's two girls that are obviously pretty shallow, another girl with a permanent scowl on her face, and a guy that looks strangely like an older Tristan.'

Way in the back of the class Sean leaned over to give Tristan some opinions.

"Hey Tristan looks like we got another Mary."

"Yeah, another Mary," he agreed lost in his thoughts. 'Why does that girl look strangely like Rory Gilmore?'

"All right then Miss Gilmore would you please take a seat in front of Mr. DuGrey. Tristan please raise your hand."

"Mary," Tristan greeted as she sat down.

"Tristan, did you have a memory lapse since the last time we met cause I could have sworn my name was Rory."

"Never knew you to have such an offending tone Mary."

"Oh my god I am so sorry Tristan," she exclaimed as a light bulb went off in her head.

"Sorry about what?"

"Since you can't even remember something that important I guess I'll take my apology back."

"Wait what are you sorry about?" he asked even more curious.

"Mr. DuGrey will you stop trying to get the newly arrived Miss Gilmore in trouble?"

"No but she said…"

"Yes, yes please tell me what she would say to offend you this early on," the teacher asked cutting him off.

"She said that she was sorry."

"And that bothers you how?"

"She won't tell me what she's sorry about," he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Miss Gilmore what are you sorry about?"

"His granddad died today but since he didn't have the courtesy to remember I only extend the apologies to the rest of his family."

"Well, Mary, it's not my fault I've been trying to forget that event!"

"Yeah, and the five years that go before it!"

As the argument quickly escalated into a shouting match the teacher the teacher shot them both down.

"QUIET! Since both of you seem to need to work this problem out you can do it after class or in the headmaster's office."

Both immediately shut up and sank down into their seats, sulking. Both waited until the bell rang then sprang up to go outside and finish their argument.

"I know what you're up to Gilmore." Rory heard a cold voice behind her say.

"Excuse me but do I know you?" she asked, head whipping around in surprise

"Hopefully we won't get to know each other. I know what you're doing. You're trying to get Tristan just because you know about his past. I know your type, pretending to be sweet and innocent. Mark my words Gilmore Tristan is mine," and with another glare Paris turned and walked out of the room only to run straight into Tristan.

"Nobody has ever pissed off Paris that fast so what did you do Mary?"

"Tristan my name is Rory," she repeated in her calm frustrated voice.

"So what ever did happen to the other two?" Tristan responded ignoring her previous statement

"And you care why? Never did bother before," she brushed him off angrily as she walked past him and into the hall.

"Don't be mad Mary. I'll come visit sometime," Tristan shouted down the hall to her, earning weird looks by the few stragglers. "Rory you're more amazing than I remember," he turned around and jogged down the hall to where his friends were sitting.

A/N - Yeah I know kinda weird and I guess kinda sucky. Advice is appreciated.