Something's Gotta Give Chapter 6: Miss Patty’s Party, a gilmore girls fanfic

Disclaimer: See the previous chapters.

A/N: Thanks so much LizzieBeBlue for telling me his last name, you rock! Sorry for the late update. And the plot thickens…

Suggest listening: miss Independent by Kelly Clarkson

Chapter 5~ Miss Patty's Party

***Lane's POV***

I stopped running once I was out of sight of her house. I wasn't sure I wanted to forgive her just yet, but I wanted to. I couldn't blame her for wanting to go with Tristan to the party. I'd only had 2 boyfriends. Which is more then I've had. I thought angrily. But, She doesn't know, how can I blame her when she doesn't know how I feel about him. Maybe, I'll come to the party later on and we can hang out. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I decided as I approached my house.

Miss independent
Miss insufficient
Miss keep your distance, mmmm

*** Rory's POV***

I walked towards mom's room and opened her closet. I wasn't sure what I wanted to wear, but I wanted to wear something that would impress Tristan. Since when have you ever cared what people think of you? Who are you Madelyn? I cleared this thought form my head as I searched through her clothes. I wanted something that looked good, but didn't look like I tried too hard. Why do you even care what he thinks? I asked myself?

Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let a man interfere

Because you care for him more then a friend. My subconscious answered me. I picked out a blue skirt with red flowers on it and a red silk top with long sleeves a slightly low cut front. No I don't! I argued. But it didn't matter, because when you were fighting with yourself you knew the truth. Yes you do. I gave in as I changed. I grabbed her hair with one hand and stared at herself in the mirror. I'll leave it down. I decided and brushed it. I was about to put on perfume when I stopped. What am I doing? This is stupid it's just a simple get-together. You're acting like it's a date. I chastised myself. That's because you want it to be. You want- I lifted my hands to my head to stop the noise and the thoughts. Spraying the perfume, I heard the doorbell.

Whoa, miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne

"Coming." I called.

Mom had left an hour earlier with Luke. I'm sure Jess isn't too comfortable about this. I thought. Walking to the door, I opened it and sure enough Tristan was there.

"You look.. Beautiful." he told me, looking me over and smiling. "But… where's your shoes?"

"Oh." was my brilliant reply. I had forgotten to put shoes on. And now that I saw Tristan I was glad I hadn't worn something too fancy because he was just in plain clothes. He wore a blue jacket and jeans with boots. They looked like boots, at least. I couldn't really tell.

"I'll be right back." I told him dashing inside. I picked the first shoes that matched, turned off the light and hurried to meet him. Slipping on the shoes I realized that they were blue sandals. They elevated my only a little, but Tristan seemed really happy with them. Stop doing that! You don't care what he thinks! Ok, maybe you do, but it shouldn't affect your thinking! I shook my head clear of the thoughts.

So, by keeping her heart protected,
She'll never, ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
Said ooh, she fell in love

Since it was only a walking distance away everyone was walking.

"I'm glad I didn't wear high heels." I told him.

"You? In high heels. Now I'd need a camera for that one." Tristan joked.

"What's wrong with the idea of me in heels?" I asked.

"It's just, you never gave off the attitude of someone who would ever wear them unless forced too." he replied.

What is this feeling taking over
Thinking a word could open the door
Surprise, it's time to feel what's real
What happened to miss indepent's no longer need to be defensive
Goodbye or you will love, it's true

"Hey, well, maybe I'll wear them one day and you can take a picture and then I'll wear them again." I laughed steeping closer to him.

"So, what made you decide on this outfit?" he asked.

"What's wrong with this outfit?" I questioned. "And what makes you want to discuss fashion?"

"Just… curious." he answered coolly.

Miss guided heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you wanna use that line, you better not start

"I couldn't decide on what to wear, wasn't sure." I told him truthfully.

"You didn't know what to wear? I had 1 day to prepare." he joked.

I looked down at the road. "Sorry."

"Look, it's ok, it nice to be semi-spontaneous sometimes, stirs things up." he comforted.

"We're here" I told him.

Oh, but she miscalculated
She didn't wanna end up jaded
And this miss decided not to miss out on true love

Lights were strewn all across town. A huge banner lie in the center with the words "Happy birthday Miss Patty" displayed across it. A cake lay on the table below it. The tables had pink and blue tablecloths with the dancers in the middle. Music was playing somewhere.

"Hey Rory!" Someone greeted.

"Hey mom!" I welcomed.

***Lorelei's POV***

I hugged my daughter while giving Tristan a deadly glare. He gave me a look of innocence.

"Are you here with…" Rory trailed off and then spied Luke.

"Yea." I answered her.

So, by changing a misconception,
She went in a new direction
And found inside, she felt a connection
She fell in love

"Hey Lorelei, do you wanna, you know…" Luke trailed off motioning to the area with people dancing.

"Do I wanna dance? I swear, it's like the word's not in his vocabulary." I joked with my daughter. "Sure. I'll be back."

***Miss Patty's POV***

"Later sweetie." I called and spotted Rory. "Rory darling, come here."

"Happy birthday Miss Patty." she greeted.

"Hello." a young man told me.

"And who is this fine fellow you have with you?" I asked walking up to him. "Ooo, not too bad. Not bad at all."

What is this feeling taking over
Thinking a word could open the door
Surprise, it's time to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive
Goodbye or you will love, it's true (will love, it's true)

Rory looked slightly embarrassed, but I brushed it off.

"his name is Tristan, Tristan DuGrey." (A/N: Thanks so much LizzieBeBlue for telling me his last name, you rock!) Rory introduced him.

"Tristan, is it the same Tristan…" I trailed off.

Rory nodded and grabbed his hand. "We've got to go Miss Patty. Nice seeing you."

***Lane's POV***

I walked out of my house after explaining to my mother where I was going. I had walked a total of 5 feet before I was confronted by Taylor.

"Hello Miss Lane. What are you doing out here all by yourself? You could be mugged, attacked, or worse. You cant just walk around all willy-nilly with the hoodlum Jess back in town. Word on the street is he's here to see Rory. Now, you tell her that she needs to tell him to go home. We, as a town, were actually going months without suspicion or crime happening." Taylor greeted.

"You mean getting his car egged?" I asked trying to walk away form Taylor.

"I mean gnomes being stolen, the brainwashing of good little girls, crimes like those!" Taylor cried.

"Why don't you tell him?" I asked, looking for someone to talk to, to get away from Taylor.

"He wont listen to me, hoodlums like him never do. They just don't respect people anymore. They nerve of some people. Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I see someone else who needs a scolding about walking all alone at night." Taylor , told me, crossing the street. I saw Kurt look at Taylor and start to walk away.

I hurried away before Taylor decided he wanted to talk to me again. I was gonna talk to Rory, talk things over. I mean, It might not have been her fault, he could have asked her and Rory, being the person she was, said yes. I mean, if her grandparents asked her to go to a meeting that would take up her whole birthday, she wouldn't say no. She would want to, but she wouldn't. I spotted the lights coming from the party and hurried up.

***Tristan's POV**

Rory grabbed my hand and led me away from Miss Patty.

"Look Tristan, it's obvious, your not having fun here. And I'm sorry for dragging you along. You can leave if you want to." Rory told me.

"I don't wanna leave and I am having fun." I argued.

"What?" she asked confused.

"I am having fun because I am here with you." I told her.

When miss independent walked away
No time for love that came her way
She looked in the mirror and thought today
What happened to miss no longer afraid?
It took some time for her to see
How beautiful love could truly be
So miss independent had more to say
I'm so glad I've finally seen

***Lane's POV***

Spotting Rory and Tristan I tried waving at them, but they failed to see me. I ran towards them not noticing any of the ominous signs telling me to turn back.

***Rory's POV***

"Tristan, what are you saying?" I asked.

"Rory, I love you, and I wanna be with you." He told me leaning in for a kiss. Wrapping my arms around him, I kissed Tristan and didn't notice my best friend standing less than 5 feet away.

***Lane's POV***

Tears welling up in my eyes, I backed away from the scene, just wanting to run away and pretend this never happened. Rory was my best friend and we shared a connection. That connection should have hinted to her how I felt about him, so why was she doing this? Key word Lane, was. I thought angrily. Turning around, completely I ran off , not once looking back.

***Rory's POV***

Breaking the kiss, I noticed something off to the side and when I looked I saw Lane running away. She must have saw us kissing, but why was she so mad? Unless she had feeling for Tristan. I realized.

I gotta go." I told Tristan running after my best friend, calling her name. "Lane! Lane wait up! Lane!"

Miss independent

A/N: So, review? No review, no update. Simple as that.