Beauty as a virtue
Authors Ramblings: I know it may be confusing, but please bear with me!
Characters in book:
Tristan- Charles Quinn
Rory- Isabella Novalee
Cilia- Lorelai
Vivian- Emily
Victor- Tristan's father
David- Rory/Isabella's Fiancée
More Rambling: I'm back! I have to say out of all things I missed while away, I missed the most! =)
Here's a short chapter
(Due to my laziness)
Ch7
Evil technology
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Rory rolled over in her bed, covered her face with a pillow and huffed something miserably.
Ring
Leave me alone!
"Mom!" she yelled, eyes still shut. "Mom, can you get that please?"
No answer… She's at work…why me?
Groan
Ring
Gr. Muffled curse
Ring
"Okay, okay," she screamed and almost tumbled out of bed. Walking into the next room, she glared at the sight of the technology that sat atop the table; sure that it was evil.
"Who is it that has a death wish?" she answered, crossing her arms to her chest.
"Uh…" slight pause, "is this the Gilmore residence?"
Annoyed, she rolled her eyes. "Tristan, state your purpose or die."
"Oh," he sighed, sarcasm in his voice, "I guess I did call the right number, and for a moment there I thought I was speaking to a hit man."
She closed her eyes, a small yawn escaping her parted lips. "I'm unplugging the phone now."
"Wait," he shot out quickly.
"What? Why are you calling?"
He smirked and Rory could almost feel it from over the phone. "I was just yearning to hear your peaceful voice Mar-."
"It's too early for sarcasm Tris; can you skip to the point before I get even angrier?"
"It's almost one in the after noon," he pointed out.
"Tristan Dugrey," she growled.
"Mary Gilmore," he chuckled, and followed that with a long pause. "I was wondering what you were doing today."
Rory shifted in her position and opened her eyes, raising an eyebrow suspiciously. "Why?"
"Do you want to go somewhere?" he asked with a slight sound of hope.
She pulled the phone away from her ear, staring at it baffled before returning it to its rightful place and replying, "Tristan Dugrey is it really you on the other line?"
"Ouch," he played, "you act like I'm asking you on a date…It's just a simple day spent between two…" he paused, "well I don't know exactly what we are but as I said earlier it's just a simple suggestion."
"Where are all of your lackeys?" she asked.
"Busy," he responded simply, a small smile tugging at his lips.
"And your multiple playmates?" as she asked this question she could feel her cheeks burn hot.
"I don't have the faintest clue what you mean by that," he joked, and grinned widely.
Silence…
"Busy," he supplied, "and besides do you have a problem with me wanting to hang out with my English partner?"
"I'm not even going to answer that," she smirked slowly.
"So you'll come?" so far so good, he thought biting his bottom lip.
"Where?" she hadn't even noticed she had asked until he responded.
With hesitation he said, "Carnival" in an even tone. Suck it up man!
Silence…
He sighed, back to acting like a sixth grader, "Unless you have something else in mind?"
She chuckled, and he let out a breath of relief. "I'm going to ask why one more time before I answer your main question."
"Because," he paused, a sly smile crossing his lips, "I need to stop day dreaming about you Mary and I figure the only way to do it is to actually have you apart of my day."
"Smooth Casanova," she replied sarcastically, "and the real reason?"
"Bored as hell!" he spit out, inwardly sighing.
This seemed more practical to Rory, who smiled and said. "I'll go."
Her words were short and simple but that didn't stop Tristan's heart from skipping a beat. Surprised he replied, "Okay."
"Pick me up in a couple hours?" she asked more than demanded.
"I knew you wanted to see me Mary, but damn- I didn't think it was that bad," stupid ass, he inwardly smacked himself.
Rolling her eyes and chuckling softly she let out a quick, "bye Tristan."
"See you in a few Gilmore," he shot quickly before hanging up the phone and sighing in relief.
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Rory continued to be puzzled even an hour after she had hung up the phone with Tristan. Actually, now that she recalls the events leading up to this particular moment were, in fact, rather strange.
The night before…
There was laughing and staring
More staring and laughing
And then a rather enjoyable evening at Luke's dinner
She shook her head, I'm over analyzing this. It's just a normal day between…friends? Another batch of confusion swept across her mind. Are we even friends? Have we ever been friends? Sighing, she slapped her forehead with her palm. Rory you are over analyzing again! Besides Tristan would never think of you in that way…
Biting her bottom lip, she continued to rummage through her closet.
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Tristan hopped into his car, running his fingers through his hair nervously. Why are you nervous? It's just Rory Gilmore! He shook his head in disbelief; sure that he hadn't just said that to himself. It's just Rory Gilmore? Yeah, right! Why am I trying to fool my self? She has and never will be Just Rory Gilmore. She's Mary. His Mary…
He sighed and pulled out of the driveway. You're making too big a deal out of this Dugrey, besides Rory will never like you.
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The evil technology chose to ring again, and Rory eyed it suspiciously. It's probably Tristan, canceling. For some reason the thought brought a small frown to her lips.
"Hello?" she answered.
"You're awake," Lorelai pointed out gleefully, "and it's a weekend?"
"Hi mother dearest."
"Are you sick?" Lorelai suggested, almost sarcastically. "Hungry? Need coffee? Tell me…"
"Mom," Rory sighed, "do I have to have a reason for being awake on a Saturday?"
The oldest Lorelai thought for a moment before supplying, "Yes," to her daughter.
"If you thought I was sleeping then why did you call?"
Lorelai contemplated, and shrugged. "Fine, you win!"
Rory smiled, "always."
Lorelai rolled her eyes. "So what's the reason?"
"Well actually," Rory started, nervously biting her lip, "you remember Tristan don't you?"
Lorelai laughed. "Of course I remember my son in law… go on."
Rory ignored her mothers comment. "Well, he asked if I wanted to go to a carnival or a place of some sort, with him I might add."
Her mother gasped, wide-eyed. "Wow, really?"
"Really…"
"And you said?" she asked anxiously.
"Of course I said yes, if I didn't I would be sleeping."
This received a delighted squeal from her mother.
Before Lorelai could taunt and tease Rory threw up her defense. "Now mother, don't get too excited, bible boy and I both made it very clear that this is nothing more than a day spent between friends."
"Oh," she squealed again, "how cute… you're friends now?"
Rory rolled her eyes, a slight blush turning her cheeks light crimson. "I'm hanging up now."
"I'll meet you for coffee at nine?" Lorelai offered. "I want to hear all of the details."
Rory smiled. "Okay, but can you please keep your cell phone on? I hate wasting my time dialing your number just to hear your answering machine."
"But don't I sound beautiful on it?"
"Yes you do."
"So what's the problem?"
"Mom…"
"Okay sweet cakes, I have to go yell at some people right now, but if Tristan leaves to go to the bathroom- call me! Or if he…"
"Maybe you should be the one going on this little arrangement with him," Rory interrupted.
"Well, unfortunately he's crazy about you and not me. Besides he's a little too old for me, I like em' about two years younger," Lorelai joked.
Rory laughed. "I'm sure I can set you up with a freshman or something…"
"Sounds good," she played, "but for now I have to go! Ah! This place makes me insane."
"Mom…"
"Yes?"
"You're already insane."
"Love you sun shine," Lorelai blew her a kiss. "Give Tristan a kiss for me."
Rory chuckled before hanging up the phone and glancing at the clock. As if her mind was connected with Tristans', the door bell rung.
She opened the door slowly, revealing a smiling Tristan.
"Mary, I hope I'm not too late for your likings," he spit out with a smirk.
She shook her head softly.
"Are we ready to go?" he asked unsure.
"Um… Yeah," she let the small smile cross her lips. "Let's go."
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TBC
3 Noi
P.S: I missed you all! =)