Chapter 3: Rain does Tend to get People Wet

"Come on!"

"Come where? Rory, it's raining."

"I know."

"Then what are you doing going out in it?"

"Stop your whining, DuGrey. We are going to go play out in the rain and we are going to enjoy it."

"But I don't wanna!"

"Okay, now you're just whining to get on my nerves."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, please. I can see that smirk on your face. Come on." She dragged him out of the car, pulling him towards the middle of the park.

"I'm all wet now."

"Well, that's what rain does, silly."

"So this was your bright idea in cheering me up? To come out in the rain and get wet and cold?" She just remained silent. "Okay, Rory, this isn't funny anymore. We might get sick."

"Alright, but just a couple more minutes. And don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to get you home so you can have your precious sleep." She rose her arms out from her side, shut her eyes, and took a deep breath. "Don't you like the smell of rain? There is also a sense of peacefulness, too." She rose her head up towards the sky and started to spin around, breathing in deeply. When she stopped, she noticed Tristan staring at her. "What?" she asked, bringing her arms back down to her sides.

"You."

"What about me?"

"You're just…amazing…"

She looked at him for a few seconds before walking over to him. "Well, you're pretty amazing also," she said while pulling him into a hug. "Now, come on, we should get going." She pulled away from him and headed back to the car. He stared at her retreating back while a frown found its way to his features.

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"See, it's only four. You can take a nap now, if you so well please, or you can do all of your homework then go to bed early." Rory opened the door to Tristan's house and started to walk up the stairs.

"Where do you think you're going, missy?" he called after her, amusement in his voice.

"Up to your room. And what is up with the 'missy' part?"

He merely shrugged, while strolling up to her. "You know…" She groaned out loud, knowing what he was going to say. "If you wanted to come up to my bedroom with me, all you had to do was ask." He smirked, accomplishment showing in his eyes.

"You need to get some new material, DuGrey," she said. He began to frown slightly, but she didn't notice. She continued on her way to his room. "I mean, you say that or something very close to it every time I mention going to your room."

His smirk reappeared. "Does that mean I'm wearing you down?"

She rolled her eyes. "How did you get that from what I just said?"

"I know all about your hidden meanings."

She turned to look at him, confusion spread throughout her eyes. "What?"

He chuckled. "Nothing. I didn't even understand what I said."

She laughed, grabbing the front of his shirt, pulling him towards his room.