A/N- Okay, I guess I messed up a little. I said she tasted like
strawberries when she WAS indeed wearing PEACH lip gloss. Yah, well, I
guess it was a typo, or whatever, in any case, thanks for the reviews! I
hope that had more TRORY action for ya, and I hope you all will like this
chapter! Oh also, yeah the whole running into things when you wake up
thing, I did get some inspiration from not only myself but also from my
best friend, who is quite accident prone to say the least.
Disclaimer- I feel stupid saying this..I DON'T own Kellogg's pops, sorry to disappoint ya all. I also don't own the band Monday in London.
"What happened yesterday? You've been grinning like a fool ever since you came home," Riley asked as he sat at the kitchen table with Rory the next morning.
"Nothing my little indie rocker, nothing," Rory grinned as she took a bite of her Pops.
"No, something happened, so spill it," Riley responded, grabbing the spoon out of her hand.
"Hey I need that!" Rory cried as she practically lunged across the table to obtain the utensil.
"Eh, eh!" Riley stated waving his forefinger in his twin's face, "NOT until you tell me what happened."
"You really need a girlfriend," Rory muttered as she tried to eat her breakfast without the spoon.
"Genius, the only reason I'm saying this is because you look like an idiot, did it EVER cross your mind that we have a drawer full of OTHER spoons?" Riley asked, laughing at the scene his sister was displaying.
"Oh yeah, well then, I guess you DON'T get to know!" Rory cried happily as she jumped up out of her seat and ran to the drawer as Riley chased after her and slammed it shut before she could open it.
"Hey no fair!" Rory exclaimed as she put on her sad puppy dog face.
"Okay, FIRST, I could have ANY girl I want, and SECOND, out with it," Riley stated grinning from ear to ear.
"Fine, we kissed," Rory replied, smiling as he moved away from the drawer. Quickly opening it, she grabbed a new spoon and resumed her seat at the table.
Sitting back down across from her, Riley grinned.
"You kissed?!" he asked, sill grinning.
"Yah, we did," Rory responded, hungrily eating all the little yellow cereals.
"Oh, okay," Riley stated, standing up and walking out of the kitchen.
"That's it!? You put me through all that and now all I get is an 'oh, okay?'" Rory asked, scrunching her brow up at her brother.
"Yeah, I mean, I knew that was the reason you were grinning anyways," Riley replied.
"Then why'd you put me through all of that?"
"Because it was fun and you are so easy to tease," Riley answered as he disappeared around the corner and left Rory smiling.
"UGHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Why are we HERE!?" Rory cried as she and Riley sat on the outside steps of one of the most prestigious mansions in the whole area later that night.
"Because, we have to come and look like the perfect angel children that we are so Dad can maintain his perfect status with his boss," Riley answered, lying his head on his sister's shoulder.
"Yeah, well at least you don't have to wear panty hose, a dress, and heels," Rory whined.
"I guess you got me there," Riley laughed.
"Hey guys what's up," Tristan stated, coming up behind the two and sitting down next to Rory.
"Hey Tristan, I didn't know you were going to be here," Rory stated, smiling brightly.
"Me either, what's up dude?" Riley responded, lifting his head up.
"Eh, my dad decided it would "look good" if he showed up to this little soiree," Tristan replied, swishing the champagne in his glass as he leaned forward resting his arms on his knees.
"Ew, gross, champagne? I hate that stuff, and aren't you a little under age?" Rory asked.
"Yeah, well, on "special" occasions I'm allowed to indulge in the tempting liquid," Tristan responded, gazing into her blue eyes.
"Hey, um, I'm gonna go inside, I saw a cute little blonde earlier and maybe just MAYBE she's heard of Monday in London," Riley stated, grinning at the pair as he disappeared into the swarming crowd behind them.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" Tristan asked as he placed his glass down on the stone step and stood in front of Rory, offering her his hand, and subconsciously, his heart.
"I'd love to," Rory responded, grinning as she took his warm hand in hers and followed him into the breathtaking garden.
They walked quietly together for a while, taking in the sights of the fully bloomed white roses under the light of the moon and the enchanting smell of lavender.
"So tell me Tristan, are you really a lady's man?" Rory asked as she hugged his arm.
"Why do you ask?" he questioned softly.
Rory thought it through for a moment.
"Because, I don't want you to think I'm that kind of girl," Rory responded.
"And what kind of girl would that be?" Tristan asked as he stopped and turned to face her.
"The kind of girl you can throw up against a locker and make out with in front of the whole school, the kind of girl you only call when you crave her lips and body, the kind of girl you can toss away as easily as an empty can of soda, that kind of girl," Rory answered softly.
"Rory Hayden, you will NEVER be that kind of girl. I'd never treat you like that. When I first saw you, I fell, in love or pure fascination, I don't know, perhaps both. I do know without out a doubt though, that I care for you more than anything in this world, and I always will," Tristan responded, closing the distance between them and kissing her soundly as a light rain began to fall from the night sky.
Once they broke apart Rory looked up into the sky.
"You know, when it rains on your wedding day, it's supposed to be a good sign, and so don't you think it's kind of funny that whenever we kiss it's always raining?" Rory asked, smiling as she met his gaze.
Disclaimer- I feel stupid saying this..I DON'T own Kellogg's pops, sorry to disappoint ya all. I also don't own the band Monday in London.
"What happened yesterday? You've been grinning like a fool ever since you came home," Riley asked as he sat at the kitchen table with Rory the next morning.
"Nothing my little indie rocker, nothing," Rory grinned as she took a bite of her Pops.
"No, something happened, so spill it," Riley responded, grabbing the spoon out of her hand.
"Hey I need that!" Rory cried as she practically lunged across the table to obtain the utensil.
"Eh, eh!" Riley stated waving his forefinger in his twin's face, "NOT until you tell me what happened."
"You really need a girlfriend," Rory muttered as she tried to eat her breakfast without the spoon.
"Genius, the only reason I'm saying this is because you look like an idiot, did it EVER cross your mind that we have a drawer full of OTHER spoons?" Riley asked, laughing at the scene his sister was displaying.
"Oh yeah, well then, I guess you DON'T get to know!" Rory cried happily as she jumped up out of her seat and ran to the drawer as Riley chased after her and slammed it shut before she could open it.
"Hey no fair!" Rory exclaimed as she put on her sad puppy dog face.
"Okay, FIRST, I could have ANY girl I want, and SECOND, out with it," Riley stated grinning from ear to ear.
"Fine, we kissed," Rory replied, smiling as he moved away from the drawer. Quickly opening it, she grabbed a new spoon and resumed her seat at the table.
Sitting back down across from her, Riley grinned.
"You kissed?!" he asked, sill grinning.
"Yah, we did," Rory responded, hungrily eating all the little yellow cereals.
"Oh, okay," Riley stated, standing up and walking out of the kitchen.
"That's it!? You put me through all that and now all I get is an 'oh, okay?'" Rory asked, scrunching her brow up at her brother.
"Yeah, I mean, I knew that was the reason you were grinning anyways," Riley replied.
"Then why'd you put me through all of that?"
"Because it was fun and you are so easy to tease," Riley answered as he disappeared around the corner and left Rory smiling.
"UGHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Why are we HERE!?" Rory cried as she and Riley sat on the outside steps of one of the most prestigious mansions in the whole area later that night.
"Because, we have to come and look like the perfect angel children that we are so Dad can maintain his perfect status with his boss," Riley answered, lying his head on his sister's shoulder.
"Yeah, well at least you don't have to wear panty hose, a dress, and heels," Rory whined.
"I guess you got me there," Riley laughed.
"Hey guys what's up," Tristan stated, coming up behind the two and sitting down next to Rory.
"Hey Tristan, I didn't know you were going to be here," Rory stated, smiling brightly.
"Me either, what's up dude?" Riley responded, lifting his head up.
"Eh, my dad decided it would "look good" if he showed up to this little soiree," Tristan replied, swishing the champagne in his glass as he leaned forward resting his arms on his knees.
"Ew, gross, champagne? I hate that stuff, and aren't you a little under age?" Rory asked.
"Yeah, well, on "special" occasions I'm allowed to indulge in the tempting liquid," Tristan responded, gazing into her blue eyes.
"Hey, um, I'm gonna go inside, I saw a cute little blonde earlier and maybe just MAYBE she's heard of Monday in London," Riley stated, grinning at the pair as he disappeared into the swarming crowd behind them.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" Tristan asked as he placed his glass down on the stone step and stood in front of Rory, offering her his hand, and subconsciously, his heart.
"I'd love to," Rory responded, grinning as she took his warm hand in hers and followed him into the breathtaking garden.
They walked quietly together for a while, taking in the sights of the fully bloomed white roses under the light of the moon and the enchanting smell of lavender.
"So tell me Tristan, are you really a lady's man?" Rory asked as she hugged his arm.
"Why do you ask?" he questioned softly.
Rory thought it through for a moment.
"Because, I don't want you to think I'm that kind of girl," Rory responded.
"And what kind of girl would that be?" Tristan asked as he stopped and turned to face her.
"The kind of girl you can throw up against a locker and make out with in front of the whole school, the kind of girl you only call when you crave her lips and body, the kind of girl you can toss away as easily as an empty can of soda, that kind of girl," Rory answered softly.
"Rory Hayden, you will NEVER be that kind of girl. I'd never treat you like that. When I first saw you, I fell, in love or pure fascination, I don't know, perhaps both. I do know without out a doubt though, that I care for you more than anything in this world, and I always will," Tristan responded, closing the distance between them and kissing her soundly as a light rain began to fall from the night sky.
Once they broke apart Rory looked up into the sky.
"You know, when it rains on your wedding day, it's supposed to be a good sign, and so don't you think it's kind of funny that whenever we kiss it's always raining?" Rory asked, smiling as she met his gaze.