Disclaimer: I do not own anything relating to Gilmore Girls. Although I
do wish that I owned Chad Michael Murray.
Spoilers: None whatsoever. I don't even know about any spoilers if they are any.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Trory of course.
Summary: When Rory and Paris are selected as two of the very few people from Yale who get to go to North Carolina to experience a new college and new atmosphere they run into a certain hot blonde. Rory realizes that she has always felt something for Tristan. Tristan realizes that his Mary has changed, and he likes it.
Mary, How You've Changed
Rory woke up to the annoying buzzing sound of her frog alarm clock. " Damn her mother for talking her into one of these things!" As her feet hit the floor she wondered what was in store for her today.
When she arrived at school that morning she wondered why everyone was staring at her like she had just taken away their lifelong dream. Suddenly she saw Paris barreling towards her.
" Whoa Paris, why do you look so excited?"
" We got in Rory, we got in!"
" What are you going on about Paris?'
" Well, way at the beginning of the school year I saw a flyer promising an educational experience for Yale sophomores with good grades by letting us go to a college in North Carolina."
" Paris you know I do not like leaving Yale for any reason."
" Well, Rory you are going because I won't have anyone going with me otherwise, so pack your stuff and let's go!"
Rory just stared after Paris as she walked determinedly away. " Shit, That girl has a lot of energy. What do you know? It might actually be a good educational experience." Not realizing that she would live to regret the decision to go with Paris, Rory began walking to her next class.
" Hurry up Rory, we are going to be late for our flight. If you hadn't had to stop at Starbuck's for five cups of coffee we might have actually have gotten here earlier god forbid."
" Yes, we also would have gotten here earlier if you hadn't been yakking on the phone to your boyfriend Jess now wouldn't we?"
" Shut up."
As Rory walked into the terminal she wondered if this trip was going to be a great one or not. As Rory drifted off to sleep she wondered if she would meet any guys in North Carolina. She missed Dean, but she knew that there was never any passion or want in their relationship. Little did she know that she was going to meet one very interesting hot blonde that she knew from her past.
" Rory, Rory"
Who's calling me?
Rory wandered farther into the forbidden garden. Suddenly a god appeared before her. He was dressed in khaki shorts and a hunter green t-shirt with the words Sex God emblazoned on it. He had a lithe, tanned body with muscles everywhere. His hair was a silky blonde. It was mussed as if someone had just run his or her hands through it in a moment of passion. His eyes were the color of midnight.
He slowly walked towards her. He said, "Let me give you pleasure. Give yourself to me."
She nodded, and he slipped off her dress. He began stroking her breasts, making heat in places that she never knew existed. Touched her in places no one had ever touched. And as he slowly brought her towards ecstasy, she uttered one name.
"Tristan."
Rory jerked awake as the flight attendant was announcing that they were landing.
" I wonder why I was dreaming about Tristan and a very naughty dream anyway. I haven't seen him in three years. Why am I thinking of him now?"
As she got off the plane she wondered would she ever see him again. Little did she know that she would, sooner than she thought?
do wish that I owned Chad Michael Murray.
Spoilers: None whatsoever. I don't even know about any spoilers if they are any.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Trory of course.
Summary: When Rory and Paris are selected as two of the very few people from Yale who get to go to North Carolina to experience a new college and new atmosphere they run into a certain hot blonde. Rory realizes that she has always felt something for Tristan. Tristan realizes that his Mary has changed, and he likes it.
Mary, How You've Changed
Rory woke up to the annoying buzzing sound of her frog alarm clock. " Damn her mother for talking her into one of these things!" As her feet hit the floor she wondered what was in store for her today.
When she arrived at school that morning she wondered why everyone was staring at her like she had just taken away their lifelong dream. Suddenly she saw Paris barreling towards her.
" Whoa Paris, why do you look so excited?"
" We got in Rory, we got in!"
" What are you going on about Paris?'
" Well, way at the beginning of the school year I saw a flyer promising an educational experience for Yale sophomores with good grades by letting us go to a college in North Carolina."
" Paris you know I do not like leaving Yale for any reason."
" Well, Rory you are going because I won't have anyone going with me otherwise, so pack your stuff and let's go!"
Rory just stared after Paris as she walked determinedly away. " Shit, That girl has a lot of energy. What do you know? It might actually be a good educational experience." Not realizing that she would live to regret the decision to go with Paris, Rory began walking to her next class.
" Hurry up Rory, we are going to be late for our flight. If you hadn't had to stop at Starbuck's for five cups of coffee we might have actually have gotten here earlier god forbid."
" Yes, we also would have gotten here earlier if you hadn't been yakking on the phone to your boyfriend Jess now wouldn't we?"
" Shut up."
As Rory walked into the terminal she wondered if this trip was going to be a great one or not. As Rory drifted off to sleep she wondered if she would meet any guys in North Carolina. She missed Dean, but she knew that there was never any passion or want in their relationship. Little did she know that she was going to meet one very interesting hot blonde that she knew from her past.
" Rory, Rory"
Who's calling me?
Rory wandered farther into the forbidden garden. Suddenly a god appeared before her. He was dressed in khaki shorts and a hunter green t-shirt with the words Sex God emblazoned on it. He had a lithe, tanned body with muscles everywhere. His hair was a silky blonde. It was mussed as if someone had just run his or her hands through it in a moment of passion. His eyes were the color of midnight.
He slowly walked towards her. He said, "Let me give you pleasure. Give yourself to me."
She nodded, and he slipped off her dress. He began stroking her breasts, making heat in places that she never knew existed. Touched her in places no one had ever touched. And as he slowly brought her towards ecstasy, she uttered one name.
"Tristan."
Rory jerked awake as the flight attendant was announcing that they were landing.
" I wonder why I was dreaming about Tristan and a very naughty dream anyway. I haven't seen him in three years. Why am I thinking of him now?"
As she got off the plane she wondered would she ever see him again. Little did she know that she would, sooner than she thought?