Disclaimer: I don't own a Genie so therefore, I don't own Gilmore Girls or nay of it's characters whether they are past/present/future.

A/N: Sorry, my anger over Bolero prolonged the update of the story. Thanks for the uplifting reviews, most of you guys.

Chapter 4~Making a bad situation worse

***Rory's POV***

She knocked gently on the door as she awaited it's opening. She stared at the picture intently. It has to be someone else, it has to be. She thought stubbornly. But, no matter how much she denied it, the truth of the matter was, the face was too similar to be someone else.

"Hello? Oh hi Rory, Lane's not here right now." Lane's mom greeted.

"Oh hi, she isn't well that too bad. Well, nice seeing you again." Rory echoed and walked away as the door closed.

Well, I cant go back and talk to Tristan, how am I gonna explain it to him? She wondered. Better just go home and see if mom's home. She'll know what to do.

***Tristan's POV***

He returned a punch with 2 times the amount of force Jess had delivered and sent Jess flying over a few tables.

This caught the attention of the guy wit the backwards baseball cap and he came running over. Hey! Hey! Hey! Stop it right now!" he yelled pushing Tristan away from Jess.

Tristan began to push look away when someone else intervened.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" a woman yelled pulling Jess back from hitting Tristan.

Tristan stopped resisting once he recognized her. "Hey Lorelei" he greeted.

"Tristan, what are you doing back here? I thought you were at Military School?" Lorelei asked walking up to him.

"Military School? I thought you said you went to school with Rory." Jess questioned.

"I said I went to school with her, not 'go' to school with her." Tristan commented.

"You're looking for Rory?" Lorelei asked. She went over it in her head if it was a good idea for her to tell him where she was.

***Lane's POV***

She hurried after Rory and found herself at her best friend's house. Actually it was now her home away from home, but who cared about the technical stuff? She had tried to get Rory's attention, but she had been too far away. Now as she stepped upon the lawn of said friend she attempted to catch her breath.

"Ror- Ror-Rory" she called between breaths as she hurried up the steps of the familiar house. But it was too late as the brunette had already entered the house and closed the door.

She knocked gently on the door and waited as she heard Rory hurry to open the door.

The door opened a few seconds later and Rory smiled as she realized who it was. She greeted her with a "Hey" and a hug.

"Hey Rory, I noticed you had something in your hand earlier? What was it?" she asked baiting her friend.

"Ya, sure, come in." she told her, closing the door and walking to her room. Rory opened her mouth to speak when Lane practically pounced on her while she continued to ask Rory to go get te picture.

"Ok, ok, ok, I'm going." she told her. "Why's it so important to you? I mean it…"

"I'm just curious. Why, is it a secret or something?" Lane asked.

"Lane, it's ok, I was just wondering." Rory commented picking up the picture.

She glanced downward at the picture before handing it over to her best friend.

Lane's face as she viewed the picture grew from one of shock to confusion. How did Rory get the picture? She shrugged it off and decided to play it off. "Did what-his-face give you this?" she asked casually.

"Tristan? No. I found it out in the middle of the street in the hands of some boy. The mom told him to put it down and tried to get it way from him. I helped her and eventually ran off with the picture." Rory explained.

"What were you doing in the middle of the street?" Lane asked.

"Oh, I was just coming form meeting Tristan." Rory told her. "Tristan!"

Lane looked behind her and saw an empty doorway.

"Are you ok? I mean, have you been in Paris's cabinet or taken any pills that weren't yours?" Lane asked worried for her seemingly crazy friend.

"No I'm not crazy, it's just that, I left Tristan at Luke's, I, I ran off. I gotta go apologize." Rory started.

***Rory's POV***

"Slow down, look is he just staying here for the night? Hold on, I'm hungry" Lane told her getting up, heading for the kitchen. Rory jumped off her bed after her as she answered her question.

"No, he's gonna go to school at Yale. Actually, he' going with me to Miss Patty's party…" she trailed off as she saw the sad look in Lane's face. They were supposed to go dateless. No strings attached, just plain old girl fun. They had decided.

Lane stared at her for a second. "You know, suddenly, I'm not so hungry." With that she hurried out of the house.

"Lane!" Rory called and stopped short at the door because when she had opened it Lane had already took off.

***Lorelei's POV***

"Hey, listen up and sit down. You two aren't going anywhere near my daughter with those attitudes. So, if you wanna see her you'd better lose them. And I'd better not see you by my house 20 minutes later claiming the attitude's gone. I'm not stupid." Lorelei lectured. She smiled up at Luke and greeted him. "Hey Luke."

"Hey Lorelei." he echoed and stopped himself short of giving her a hug when he remembered Jess.

Tristan left the diner to sleep on "his attitude". What a bunch of bull, he thought walking to his home away from home. If only he had slept on it a little bit more…

A/N: Eh, Sorry for te late update. But like I said up above, Bolero had me feeling really bad. But you know what Bolero, it doesn't matter because you're not man/woman enough to get an account here so that people can criticize your work. And who do you think you are? Steven Spielberg? William Shakespeare? I thought not. So, you wanna turn on the flaming? Bring it on. Because now, it just makes me laugh. For the rest of you, thanks for the uplifting reviews!

~LilsurferSango~