The dance was coming up soon. Rory wanted Tristan to ask her. But it was in two days, and he hadn't. He hadn't meant anything by it. Rory knew that. But still... she wanted him to ask her.

Rory entered the lunchroom, wanting to just read, and listen to PJ Harvey. She sat in the farthest table, right next to the window. She started to take out her book, when someone sat across from her.

"Hey, Rory."

"Oh, hey Johnny," she said. Johnny had been her "friend." Well, they were friendly.

"Well, I was wondering..." Johnny stopped, leering into Rory, "... if you would like to go to the dance with me on Friday."

Rory thought for a second. Was Tristan going to ask her? She looked over at Tristan's table, and found him flirting with the Flavor of the Week. Rory, now, was pretty sure he was not going to ask her.

"Sure," she replied with a smile.

"Really?" Johnny was, you could tell, surprised with that answer.

"Yeah."

"Oh, cool, um, pick you up at 7?"

"On Friday, yes, that'll be great."

"Um, do I know your address?"

"Oh, here." She wrote Luke's address on a piece of paper and gave it to him. They said their good-byes, and he went to go have lunch.

Just after school

"Rory, right?"

Rory turned around to a brunette, brown-eyed girl. "Yeah, that's me."

"I heard you were going to the dance with Johnny."

"I am."

"Well... I don't know how to say this," the girl fidgeted a little, "but, I don't think that is a good idea."

"Why not?" Rory asked confused.

"He kind of has a reputation-."

Rory cut her off.

"I don't care what he has a reputation for, and I really don't think you should tell me who to date, when you don't even know me, and I have to go."

Rory quickly exited, and headed towards Tristan's car.

A/N: Wow. That took long to write... so review and tell me what you think!