Chapter 2 : The English project

That situation lasted for a month. And one night, she decided to speak to him. Perhaps everything would come back to the way it was before. Before she expressed her hatred. It was the 6th of november when she thought it was better to act.

So, the next morning, she headed to his locker. He was already there. He was turning his back to her. She hesitated and was beginning to move towards him when .."Hi Tristan" "Hi sweetie" And a gorgious brunette was kissing Spawn Of Satan.

Perhaps it was a sign. It showed that she wasn't supposed to think about him. She should only concentrate on her relation with Dean. That's right. Tristan didn' t deserve her attention. He was just a player whereas her boyfriend was the sweetest guy. After that conclusion, she headed to the English class.

Ten minutes after the start of the lesson , the King of Chilton made his appearence. "Mr Dugray, how nice of you to join us. I was just explaining the project you have to fo for Christmas. You will be attributed a partner and you will have to choose a couple with a different background. Your subject should have undergone great difficulties to experience their passion. I know that it's a bit unusual but it will be a nice way to prepare the study of Romeo and Juliette."

" So,the teams are: Gilmore and Dugrey, Gellar and ..." She stopped listening to the list. She had to work with Tristan! Perhaps it would allow her to say sorry...

At the end of the class, she found him waiting for her. She couldn't help but smiling. Finally!" Rory, I know how painful it must be for you to work with me." Rory, he had just uttered Rory. Where was her nickname? What had he done to Mary? And didn't he just use painful.."Rory, down to earth Rory" " Yes, Tristan." " It's ok for you friday after the school? We can meet in front of the library." " ok. But it is quite a miracle: You in a library on a Friday evening" " Still very nice. So see you Friday. The quickest we will do it, the better i would feel"

She saw him heading to the brunette, the new flavour of the week. Her sorry was still stuck in her throat. She would have the time to explain on Friday. Yeah , on Friday... She had to hurry now to catch the bus and meet her mother at Luke's.