Beauty as a virtue

Authors Ramblings: I know it may be confusing, but bear with me please =)

I'll try and make it so that there's little confusion possible.

Oh, and another thing, no it's not a real book, but I wish it was!

Inspiration: All of the wonderful reviews of course. Keep em' coming please!

Characters in Book:

Tristan- Charles Quinn

Rory- Isabella Novalee

Cilia- Lorelai

Vivian- Emily

Victor- Tristans father

David/Rory-Isabella's fiancée

More Rambling:

Sorry for the delay, I'm also very sorry that this chapter will be extremely

short, but I am not feeling too well. =( I promise that I'll give you another one sometime tomorrow.

CH 4

Loser

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Tristan Dugrey found a seat at the back of the class, trying to be farthest away from Rory as possible. It's not because he wanted to avoid her, or anything, but quite the opposite- attract her. The incident that took place the night before, which in fact was mostly due to Rory, had caused a border in their communication; and again mostly because of Rory.

He knew that the kiss was too good to be true, never thought twice about it. In his bed the night before he contemplated all of the possible excuses Rory would have for doing what she did, but not one involved her deliberately avoiding him. Avoiding the subject maybe, but he always thought Rory knew better than to jeopardize her grade, and that is exactly what she was doing.

Which brought him back to the subject of staying far away from her, his plan: to make her crave his attention.

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Rory Gilmore stole a quick glance at Tristan before sitting in her usual seat at the front of the class.  To her surprise he was clearly not returning the eye contact, but merely rummaging through a backpack that she had never seen before. It wasn't like she was purposely trying to avoid him all day, but she had so much on her mind… Okay, she was defiantly avoiding him, but she hard a hard time accepting this herself.

Avoiding him was something she did on a normal day basis, and she usually failed miserably, but this day was far from normal. It was the day after the day that she lost all rational behavior and pressed her lips against his. Why had she done it? She had little idea, but blamed it on mischievous hormones that consumed her body from time to time. At least that's what she continued to tell herself every time she thought of how incredibly wonderful it felt kissing his soft lips. But she wasn't like that, wasn't the type of girl to make the first move, especially the first move on a 'Casanova', which is defiantly what Tristan was labeled as. Maybe that's why she was so confused, why would someone like Tristan want to kiss her? Surely it had to be some cruel prank or his conquest, but still something told her that he was different when it came to her.

She wasn't going to avoid him all day, but she had to figure out just what she was going to tell him. 'Oh Tristan, I don't know what came over me' something along that line would be the most likely choice, but still Rory frowned at the idea. Did she really want to label their brief peck of passion as a…mistake?

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Tristan gathered up all of the restraint in his body and walked passed Rory in the halls, much like he had done earlier when she was at her locker. He avoided her baffled glance and rounded the corner, safely making it to his next class, which lacked the presence of Rory.

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Lunch

Rory inhaled heavily, slowly exhaling a few shallow breaths. She figured it was time to confront the problem at hand; her day was beginning to feel empty and boring due to the obvious lack of Tristan. She rounded the corner where he was at view, standing beside one of his many accomplices, who smiled and walked off, leaving Tristan alone.

Tristan was not blind, he could see Rory slowly but surely making her way over to him, and started to panic; he clearly wasn't ready for the rejection. But to his aid a bubbly blonde tugged at his arm and he turned around to face her.

"Hey beautiful," he started with a smile, wrapping his arms around her. "Where have you been all day?"

She giggled, closed her arms around him and closed her eyes. "You really think I'm beautiful?"

Ditz, he thought, nodding in response. When he turned around slowly, he smiled in triumph; Rory had disappeared. Although he was proud of himself, he couldn't help but feel like a total asshole, which was nothing new to him.

He turned back to the blonde and smirked before sauntering down the hall.

She looked after him, puzzled, but shrugged and beamed at his retreating figure.

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Rory's heart slowed as she watched the scene in front of her, Tristan enveloping Sarah Tyler.

Rory quickly turned around, and started back the way she came, ignoring the tinge of jealousy that stabbed at her heart.

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Later that night…

"Mom," Rory plummeted onto the couch, closing her eyes.

"Was it as bad as you expected it to be?" Lorelai said, coming for the kitchen with two cups of coffee in hand.

"Is that coffee I smell?" Rory gasped, flicking her eyes open.

Lorelai sat beside her, handing her a cup and smiling. "So how was it?"

Rory smiled down at the heavenly beverage, and then returned her attention to her mother. "Horrible."

"Did you two speak at all?" Lorelai wrinkled her eyebrows.

Rory pouted, causing a crease in her forehead. "Not at all, and you want to know the worst part?"

"He blew you a kiss from the distance?" Lorelai asked sarcastically.

"No," she sighed, muttering, "I wish."

"Come on…Don't keep me on hold," her mother begged.

"He…"

"What?"

"Never mind, it's stupid."

"Tell me or I'm going to drink your cup of coffee that is sitting in the kitchen, patiently waiting for you to finish with the first one."

"He was all cuddled up with another girl," Rory whined, "and I was just going over there to apologize for acting immature."

"And you were going to also tell him that you made a huge mistake, am I right?"

"Yes," she admitted, "but that's beside the point."

"What's the point?"

"He's a jerk, what do you mean what's the point?"

"Well, it must be obvious to him that you want nothing to do with him, so why would he grovel at your feet?"

"I know but…"

"You so want him to grovel," she rolled her eyes, sipping on her coffee.

"No," Rory fussed.

"Well then I think you're jealous."

"Never…"

"Come on," Lorelai frowned, "you're no fun."

"Okay," she shrugged, "maybe I was jealous a little."

"I knew it," Lorelai smirked, "so is he coming over tonight?"

"Oh," Rory hit her head with the palm of her hand, "I forgot all about that."

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Study session

It had been exactly half an hour since Tristan had entered the Gilmore household, and exactly half an hour since the two stubborn teenagers made eye contact.

Tristan stopped reading, and cleared his throat. "Rory," he ran his fingers through his hair, waiting for her attention, "listen about the other night."

Crimson adorned Rory's cheeks and she bit her lip, "what about it?"

"It was stupid and …" It started as an apology; at least he thought it did.

She cut him off, obviously hurt by his words. "Yes…It was very stupid."

He glared at her, "a very stupid move made by you," his words came our harsher than intended.

"Yeah, well you obviously didn't seem to object much to it," she shot back, glaring daggers just as well, "and another thing, I think that you were going to make that same stupid move in your bedroom."

"Maybe I was," he shrugged, "and I clearly remember your response being, 'peel my orange', how brilliant of you Mary."

"You are such a loser," she hissed.

"Said the biggest one of all," he retorted, smirking cockily.

"You know, you're not as perfect as you think Tristan," she scoffed.

"Maybe not," he replied, "but I'll only admit it if you do."

"Fine," she crossed her arms to her chest.

"Fine…"

After about thirty seconds of intense glares, and obvious loath of the subject, both furious teens burst out into laughter. Frankly, if someone would have asked them why they choose this moment of all moments to laugh, they wouldn't have been able to answer.

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I'll post another chapter tomorrow if I can…

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