I'm back again. Does anyone even remember this story? It took me a while,
but I got it. I said I would post again within the week, and now almost
seven months later here I am again. I had most of this chapter, but it
somehow managed to just sit around forever. Like I said before, I promise
to update more often, and this time I mean it. As always, review, it makes
me happy :D
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Chapter 5 - Back To the Opposite of a Normal Routine.
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Rory finally left Stars Hollow, after the twins had begged her to stay. It broke her heart because the two were so cute, and they absolutely adored her, but at times they could be so bad. They never wanted her to leave, but she always had to.
She had completely given up on not thinking about Tristan for the whole four hour drive, so she tried to do it only every 10 minutes. She could find no music to suit her mood, so she listened to random crap.
When she finally made it back to New York she was worn out, so she went straight back to her apartment, but as she stopped by her coffee shop, she noticed a familiar car parked across the street. She walked into the café and ordered her coffee.
When she walked out, the car was still parked there, and curiosity got the best of her. She crossed the street and looked in through the passenger's window. There was nothing to tell this car apart from any others like it, and now that she thought about it, there wasn't anything in Tristan's car either.
She had given up looking when she found the answer to her question, unfortunately it came in the form of a near heart attack.
"Boo." Rory jumped as she felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around her. "I knew you loved the car, but I didn't think you'd look all over the city to find it."
She turned around to face him, "I did NOT go all over the city, I just went across the street," she said matter-of-factly. "I was just curious, and now you've answered my question."
"What would you have done if it wasn't mine?" he asked, smirking at her as she tried to come up with an answer.
"Umm, I would have just told the guy I was admiring his car and say something like 'I'm sorry, I should be going,' or if the guy was hot, I'd say something like, 'I have one just like it, except my roommate just recently crashed it, you should give me a ride somewhere,' and that would be how I'd get out of that dilemma."
"Your mind works in weird ways Rory, and what if that hot guy was some axe murderer?"
"C'mon, everyone knows axe murderers are bald and have a beard. Not hot."
"Ok, whatever Gilmore."
"So uh, hey, you have a nice car, I had one just like it, but my roommate just recently crashed it, so I'm looking for a new vehicle, until then I'm on foot, unless you want to give me a ride somewhere."
"Nice try, but I see your jeep right across the street in front of that coffee shop."
"I know," Rory pouted, then looked up, "but you could take me to my car the long way."
"Fine, get in, but we have to make a couple stops along the way."
"Fine by me," she said, getting in the car.
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Tristan had been coming out of his building when he stopped, seeing someone looking in the passenger side of his car. He had no idea who it was until she brushed her hair back behind her ear, and then it was obvious it was Rory.
He knew all he had to do was walk up behind he quietly and she be scared, but he added a fun little "BOO," in there for a little fun.
He wondered why he was taking her with him when her car was just parked across the street. That got his mind wondering why she was at that coffee shop, it wasn't a very well known place. Mainly just the people in the surrounding neighborhood knew about it, since it was located in a cozy little residential area of the city. He decided to shrug it off.
"Hey Tristan," Rory said, turning from the window to look at him, "I got a question for you."
"Shoot."
"Was that your apartment you came out of?"
"Ya, it was," he said looking over at her.
Rory had a confused look of thinking on her face, "Huh."
"Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I was just wondering," she said, looking back out the window.
"Ok, well then what were you doing in that coffee shop?"
Rory looked over at him as if her were stupid, "I was getting coffee, what did you think?"
"No, I mean, that place isn't very big, considering they are just a small business."
"I don't feel like walking more than a block for my coffee, and that place has the best stuff in the area, but it's not perfect. Geez, what's with the questioning about coffee?"
"Can't a guy wonder?" he said, laughing to himself, "And you just answered my next question."
"And what was that?"
"If you lived in the area."
"Ah, so you never saw me going in and out of the building across the street?"
"Actually, I did, well, I noticed someone who looked like your twin living in the building across the street."
"Oh yeah, her," Rory said, looking lost in thought, then turned towards Tristan, "She's out of your league you know."
He pulled the car over and pulled her into an embrace. "Lucky for me, that's your twin and not you"
"People always say that they swear we are just one person."
"All right, that's this," he said as he started the car moving again, "I'm taking you back."
"Fine then, be that way." She turned on the radio, but got the CD player instead. Some boy band came blaring out of the speakers. She looked over at him with an eyebrow raised.
"It's Melanie's," He said, popping the CD out and putting it in a fuzzy pink carry case.
"And Melanie is.?"
"My neighbor's little sister, I have to take her to and from soccer," he looked over at her and continued, "Actually, I think you might know Jamie. I do believe you two had a little run in a little over a month ago."
"That idiot hit me and tried to blame it on me."
"Well he didn't have the money to fix his car since he had no insurance as you found out, so now I have to drive his sister sometimes."
"His fault, not mine."
"Let's not get into this right now."
"Works for me."
All of a sudden he realized they were back in from of his apartment. "Well Rory, somehow we've managed to take half an hour to get from one side of the street to the other."
"And I thank you for that, because I enjoyed the talking, it was fun catching up." She stopped and looked out the window, "You know, that's the one thing I missed most, the way we could always talk to each other."
"I know what you mean. I've had my fair share of girlfriends since you, but the longest didn't even last two weeks. I just never felt I could talk to them," he took a breath and continues, "Plus the fact that I never really got over you."
"Me either," she said, "Hey, if you're not doing anything later, how would you like to come over, you know, maybe order some Chinese or something."
"Well, I have to take Mel to soccer, but I can probably come over at around 5:15, sound good?"
"Sounds great," she said, getting out of his car and heading towards her own. She waved as he drove away. 'What are you getting yourself into Gilmore?' she thought to herself as she got into her Jeep.
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As Rory was drying her hair, she heard her buzzer, "Come on up Tristan," she said as she buzzed him up, "It's unlocked, so just walk on in."
She came out of her room as she heard her door open. "You know, you should be more careful with who you let in. What if I were some form of axe murderer?"
"Well, I knew you were destined to show up soon and you'd come save me."
"You'd like to think that, wouldn't you?"
"Of course," she said, as she went to sit down on the sofa, "So what do you want, Chinese or Pizza, maybe even burgers."
"I got hooked on Chinese as soon as you mentioned it earlier."
"Alright," Rory said, picking up the phone. She dialed the familiar number to the Nu House of Chinese. "Hello Mr. Nu," she said into the phone, "I'd like two number twelve's, three number twenty-sevens, two of the forty- fours, and why don't you throw in a few of the fifty-sixes." There was a pause, "No, tonight it's for two, not just me tonight." Another pause, "No, not a hot date, just a friend." She laughed, "Right Mr. Nu, I'll see you in thirty," she said, hanging up the phone.
"I see you have a nice relationship with the owner of the place," Tristan said, laughing.
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"Not at all, in fact, I know remember that you and your mother are constantly ordering food."
"Yes, and what we don't eat gets saved for later in the week. Until I invited you, dinner plans were the pizza from two nights ago."
"Ok," she started out as she moved to sit down next to him, "There is a reason I invited you over here today."
"And what might that be?" he asked as he put his arm around her and pulled her closer.
"This, right here," she said, sliding out from under his arm. "I agreed to be friends with you, but when you get this close I feel like I can't control myself."
"But you said you would give me another chance," he said as his face formed into a pout.
"I said if everything went right that I might give you another chance. But if you even want to think of that, you're going to have to back off, or we'll just fall into some sort of rut."
She lay down on the couch, putting her feet on his lap and he took them and began to give her a foot rub. "God knows I want to just forget all this and forgive you right now, that's why I refused to talk to you all those times, because I was still mad, and I still am now, but you've at least told me why you did it. It wasn't a very good reason, but you did it, and I'm happy. All you need to do is give it more time."
"I know," he told her, not sure what else to say.
She turned around so that her head was lying on his lap and they just sat there silently until the food arrived.
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And that's the end of that chapter, I really really truly promise that I will update soon. I don't know exactly how soon, because I have two other fics to work on, plus the fact that finals are next week, but soon. Anyways, as always, don't forget to review!!!
~Randi
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Chapter 5 - Back To the Opposite of a Normal Routine.
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Rory finally left Stars Hollow, after the twins had begged her to stay. It broke her heart because the two were so cute, and they absolutely adored her, but at times they could be so bad. They never wanted her to leave, but she always had to.
She had completely given up on not thinking about Tristan for the whole four hour drive, so she tried to do it only every 10 minutes. She could find no music to suit her mood, so she listened to random crap.
When she finally made it back to New York she was worn out, so she went straight back to her apartment, but as she stopped by her coffee shop, she noticed a familiar car parked across the street. She walked into the café and ordered her coffee.
When she walked out, the car was still parked there, and curiosity got the best of her. She crossed the street and looked in through the passenger's window. There was nothing to tell this car apart from any others like it, and now that she thought about it, there wasn't anything in Tristan's car either.
She had given up looking when she found the answer to her question, unfortunately it came in the form of a near heart attack.
"Boo." Rory jumped as she felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around her. "I knew you loved the car, but I didn't think you'd look all over the city to find it."
She turned around to face him, "I did NOT go all over the city, I just went across the street," she said matter-of-factly. "I was just curious, and now you've answered my question."
"What would you have done if it wasn't mine?" he asked, smirking at her as she tried to come up with an answer.
"Umm, I would have just told the guy I was admiring his car and say something like 'I'm sorry, I should be going,' or if the guy was hot, I'd say something like, 'I have one just like it, except my roommate just recently crashed it, you should give me a ride somewhere,' and that would be how I'd get out of that dilemma."
"Your mind works in weird ways Rory, and what if that hot guy was some axe murderer?"
"C'mon, everyone knows axe murderers are bald and have a beard. Not hot."
"Ok, whatever Gilmore."
"So uh, hey, you have a nice car, I had one just like it, but my roommate just recently crashed it, so I'm looking for a new vehicle, until then I'm on foot, unless you want to give me a ride somewhere."
"Nice try, but I see your jeep right across the street in front of that coffee shop."
"I know," Rory pouted, then looked up, "but you could take me to my car the long way."
"Fine, get in, but we have to make a couple stops along the way."
"Fine by me," she said, getting in the car.
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Tristan had been coming out of his building when he stopped, seeing someone looking in the passenger side of his car. He had no idea who it was until she brushed her hair back behind her ear, and then it was obvious it was Rory.
He knew all he had to do was walk up behind he quietly and she be scared, but he added a fun little "BOO," in there for a little fun.
He wondered why he was taking her with him when her car was just parked across the street. That got his mind wondering why she was at that coffee shop, it wasn't a very well known place. Mainly just the people in the surrounding neighborhood knew about it, since it was located in a cozy little residential area of the city. He decided to shrug it off.
"Hey Tristan," Rory said, turning from the window to look at him, "I got a question for you."
"Shoot."
"Was that your apartment you came out of?"
"Ya, it was," he said looking over at her.
Rory had a confused look of thinking on her face, "Huh."
"Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I was just wondering," she said, looking back out the window.
"Ok, well then what were you doing in that coffee shop?"
Rory looked over at him as if her were stupid, "I was getting coffee, what did you think?"
"No, I mean, that place isn't very big, considering they are just a small business."
"I don't feel like walking more than a block for my coffee, and that place has the best stuff in the area, but it's not perfect. Geez, what's with the questioning about coffee?"
"Can't a guy wonder?" he said, laughing to himself, "And you just answered my next question."
"And what was that?"
"If you lived in the area."
"Ah, so you never saw me going in and out of the building across the street?"
"Actually, I did, well, I noticed someone who looked like your twin living in the building across the street."
"Oh yeah, her," Rory said, looking lost in thought, then turned towards Tristan, "She's out of your league you know."
He pulled the car over and pulled her into an embrace. "Lucky for me, that's your twin and not you"
"People always say that they swear we are just one person."
"All right, that's this," he said as he started the car moving again, "I'm taking you back."
"Fine then, be that way." She turned on the radio, but got the CD player instead. Some boy band came blaring out of the speakers. She looked over at him with an eyebrow raised.
"It's Melanie's," He said, popping the CD out and putting it in a fuzzy pink carry case.
"And Melanie is.?"
"My neighbor's little sister, I have to take her to and from soccer," he looked over at her and continued, "Actually, I think you might know Jamie. I do believe you two had a little run in a little over a month ago."
"That idiot hit me and tried to blame it on me."
"Well he didn't have the money to fix his car since he had no insurance as you found out, so now I have to drive his sister sometimes."
"His fault, not mine."
"Let's not get into this right now."
"Works for me."
All of a sudden he realized they were back in from of his apartment. "Well Rory, somehow we've managed to take half an hour to get from one side of the street to the other."
"And I thank you for that, because I enjoyed the talking, it was fun catching up." She stopped and looked out the window, "You know, that's the one thing I missed most, the way we could always talk to each other."
"I know what you mean. I've had my fair share of girlfriends since you, but the longest didn't even last two weeks. I just never felt I could talk to them," he took a breath and continues, "Plus the fact that I never really got over you."
"Me either," she said, "Hey, if you're not doing anything later, how would you like to come over, you know, maybe order some Chinese or something."
"Well, I have to take Mel to soccer, but I can probably come over at around 5:15, sound good?"
"Sounds great," she said, getting out of his car and heading towards her own. She waved as he drove away. 'What are you getting yourself into Gilmore?' she thought to herself as she got into her Jeep.
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As Rory was drying her hair, she heard her buzzer, "Come on up Tristan," she said as she buzzed him up, "It's unlocked, so just walk on in."
She came out of her room as she heard her door open. "You know, you should be more careful with who you let in. What if I were some form of axe murderer?"
"Well, I knew you were destined to show up soon and you'd come save me."
"You'd like to think that, wouldn't you?"
"Of course," she said, as she went to sit down on the sofa, "So what do you want, Chinese or Pizza, maybe even burgers."
"I got hooked on Chinese as soon as you mentioned it earlier."
"Alright," Rory said, picking up the phone. She dialed the familiar number to the Nu House of Chinese. "Hello Mr. Nu," she said into the phone, "I'd like two number twelve's, three number twenty-sevens, two of the forty- fours, and why don't you throw in a few of the fifty-sixes." There was a pause, "No, tonight it's for two, not just me tonight." Another pause, "No, not a hot date, just a friend." She laughed, "Right Mr. Nu, I'll see you in thirty," she said, hanging up the phone.
"I see you have a nice relationship with the owner of the place," Tristan said, laughing.
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"Not at all, in fact, I know remember that you and your mother are constantly ordering food."
"Yes, and what we don't eat gets saved for later in the week. Until I invited you, dinner plans were the pizza from two nights ago."
"Ok," she started out as she moved to sit down next to him, "There is a reason I invited you over here today."
"And what might that be?" he asked as he put his arm around her and pulled her closer.
"This, right here," she said, sliding out from under his arm. "I agreed to be friends with you, but when you get this close I feel like I can't control myself."
"But you said you would give me another chance," he said as his face formed into a pout.
"I said if everything went right that I might give you another chance. But if you even want to think of that, you're going to have to back off, or we'll just fall into some sort of rut."
She lay down on the couch, putting her feet on his lap and he took them and began to give her a foot rub. "God knows I want to just forget all this and forgive you right now, that's why I refused to talk to you all those times, because I was still mad, and I still am now, but you've at least told me why you did it. It wasn't a very good reason, but you did it, and I'm happy. All you need to do is give it more time."
"I know," he told her, not sure what else to say.
She turned around so that her head was lying on his lap and they just sat there silently until the food arrived.
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And that's the end of that chapter, I really really truly promise that I will update soon. I don't know exactly how soon, because I have two other fics to work on, plus the fact that finals are next week, but soon. Anyways, as always, don't forget to review!!!
~Randi