AN - Sorry I haven't updated in a while.but it hasn't nearly been as long
as the last break I took. I was just bombarded with homework, and I was
kinda stuck with the entire, "where do I want this story to go" issue. I
sort of think this chapter sucks, but that might just be me. So go ahead,
read, review, do whatever you want, just enjoy it the best you can.
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Chapter 6: Just another day
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The next morning Rory woke up on the couch to the sound of her cell phone ringing. "Hello?"
"Good morning Rory, did you have a nice sleep?"
"Tell me, how well did you expect me to sleep? You could've at least had the decency to carry me to my own bed."
"Well, I've never made it to your bedroom, so I didn't want to go searching through rooms to find it, and plus, you looked so damn cute cuddled up with that blanket, I just didn't have the heart to wake you."
"You know good and well that I wouldn't have woken up. I could sleep through a natural disaster without batting an eye."
"Ok fine, you got me, I just can't get that close to you, and it drives me insane. Is that crazy, I can't even pick you up to make you more comfortable, just incase I did something I shouldn't?"
"Fine, you're lucky you can actually use an excuse like that, I wouldn't believe it if it were anyone else."
"I know, so anyways, there is a point to this conversation."
"Other than the fact that you woke me up at 9:30 in the morning?"
"Of course, I had a great time doing it too."
"Sure you did, so what IS the point of this call, because I'm losing valuable sleep time here."
"I know, I really enjoy doing this to you though."
"Get to the point or I hang up."
"Fine, fine, be like that if you want to, I was just calling to see what you were doing today."
"Well, after waking up well after 10:30 considering this is one of two days I actually get to sleep in, I'll go to get my normal cup of coffee, come up, watch a movie, then just wait for someone to call inviting me out to do something."
"And does someone always call?"
"Hardly ever, but then I just pop in another movie or two."
"Well, here is you call. I was wondering if you'd like to go out to dinner with me tonight."
"Call me back in an hour," and with that, she hung up the phone.
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"Call me back in an hour."
Tristan was about to ask why when he heard the phone go dead. He really wasn't sure if that was a yes, no, or a maybe.
He decided to call and make reservations at Frankie's, casual, but still fancy place. After that he decided to go on out and sit in the little café across the street.
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Once she hung up the phone, she immediately regretted her decision to not explain herself. She got up and walked into her bedroom, hoping she could get at least another hour of sleep, but that didn't happen. The only thing she could think about was Tristan, he was just like an incurable disease, and she wasn't sure if she really wanted to get rid of him.
Finally, she got up, showered, and got ready for the day at hand. When she was finished with her hair, she saw it was only 10:15 and on any other day would be sleeping, but thanks to Tristan. She would just blame him later.
She figured since she still had a good fifteen minutes before Tristan was supposed to call back, if he even did, due to the fact that she so rudely ended their earlier conversation, she decided she could run down and grab a cup of coffee.
When she got inside, she saw that Jake was working. There really wasn't anyway to describe him, he was geeky, yet had a long-term girlfriend, but it seemed like he was always hitting on her. He was an all around good guy though, so it didn't really bother her.
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As Tristan was sitting at his table drinking his coffee he saw Rory walk in. She didn't notice him as she walked up to the counter and ordered. He decided to play around with her and pulled out his cell phone and dialed her number. He walked back to the corner of the shop as he saw her go for her phone.
"Hello?" she said into the phone.
"Hey Rory, what are you doing?"
"I thought I told you to call me in an hour."
"Well you did, but I figured since the conversation was ended so abruptly, that I would just call a little early."
"What if I was still sleeping?"
As she said this, he walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "I'm pretty sure you're not."
He felt her jump as he said it, before she turned around and hopped out of his arms. "Hey Tristan, what are you doing here."
"I live across the street, remember? This is where I normally get my coffee."
"How come I haven't seen you here before?"
"I'm usually in and out, normally at odd hours of the day."
"I don't really think that's a decent excuse, but it works for now, its still too early for me."
"You are still the same person you were so many years ago."
"Nope, because then I was with you, now I'm on my own."
"Ouch, that was quick and painful."
"Well, it's the truth."
"But you're with me now."
"Well, yes, technically, right now, I am standing here with you, but in about 15 minutes I'll be on my own again."
"What makes you say I'll hang around for another 15 minutes?"
"Well, if you don't, I'm sure Jake wouldn't mind."
At the sound of his name Jake looked away pretending not to be listening in on her conversation. Even though he had his own girlfriend, he was obsessed with Rory, but she never seemed interested. It was as if he was Gunther and she was Rachel, and he knew that he would never get her, but it still hurt to see her with another guy.
Tristan looked at the guy she pointed to and shook his head, "Yeah, well, if you come back to my place, I guess I can handle fifteen minutes."
"Only because I'd feel bad if I didn't, so yeah," she said as she grabbed her coffee, "let's go."
The two left the coffee shop as Tristan led the way into his apartment building. Once inside Rory took a minute to look around. She noticed the TV was off in a corner, obviously not used frequently, the kitchen separated only by the counter, but otherwise the basic apartment layout, one bedroom and a bathroom. She walked over to the bookshelf and noticed numerous pictures of herself on top.
"Don't your girlfriends get jealous when they see my picture up in your apartment, or do you just go over to their place?"
"What girlfriends?"
"Oh come on Tristan, I knew about your reputation before me, you had to have had some girls."
"You knew my reputation before you; you have no clue about after you."
"You're right; I guess I just kind of assumed and I'm sorry."
"I have had some girls over, nothing ever serious though."
"Same here, I think the only constant guy in my life has been Nean, and currently he is in Daytona visiting his grandma. I wish my grandma would live in Daytona, but ya know, there's nothing I can do about it, except maybe adopt new grandparents, which would leave me with three sets, but really only two, since I never talk to my dad's parents."
"Rory"
"What?"
"You're rambling again."
"Oh," she said, looking confused, "really?"
"Believe me."
"Ok, fine, I guess, so what do you wanna do?"
"How about we just sit and talk?"
"Hmm, sounds like a plan."
"So, Rory, tell me about your life in New York," Tristan said as he sat down on the couch and motioned for her to sit down next to him. She put down the picture she was holding and walked over to the couch and he put his arm around her to pull her in closer.
"Well, let's see, I guess it's been as good as can be expected. I just recently got promoted before the funeral, my two best friends are dating, and I'm almost afraid that Nean is going to leave me and move in with Krystal. Uhm, my job is what I always wanted to do, and I guess now that I have you back in my life, I finally have everything I ever wanted."
With that he just pulled her closer and put his head on top of hers. They sat like that for nearly ten minutes before Tristan felt something vibrating against his stomach. "Hey Rory, I think you're vibrating."
"Oh, right, my phone," she said as she pulled it out of her pocket, "Hello?"
(On The Phone)
"Set your phone to vibrate again Gilmore?"
"Oh, hey Nean, and yes, I did, completely on accident though."
"You need to actually use the key guard on your phone; it prevents these kinds of things from happening."
"I know, it's just so hard to remember to put on."
"You're lazy Gilmore, you know that?"
"It's hard to forget with you telling me everyday."
"Right, so anyway, I'll get to the point now, I just thought I'd let you know that since Krystal was kind enough to come join me down here, I might just stay until next Monday."
"Well, you're just lucky I'm having a good week, because you never know, you might come home and find your stuff out on the street and the lock changed."
"You wouldn't do that to me, you love me too much."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"Bye Rory."
"Talk to you later Nean."
With that she hung up the phone and sat back down on the couch.
"So, I'm guessing that was Nean."
"Gee, how on earth did you get that?" Rory said, her voice filled with sarcasm.
"What'd he have to say?"
"Nothing really, he's just going to stay another week, I don't see how he can do it, I mean, he does have a job."
"Well, some people just get the good bosses, some get the strict ones."
"I think I got an in between boss, not strict, but definitely not easy going."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah"
They just sat there in silence for the longest time before Rory finally sat up, "You do know we can't spend the whole day sitting here."
"And why not?"
"Well, don't you have to take Melanie to soccer?"
"Not today I don't."
"Oh, ok," she said and sat back again.
"Can't think of any other reason?"
"Sure can't."
"Works for me."
"But I really don't think we should."
"Would you rather do this at your house?"
"The thought never even crossed my mind, but now that you mention it, it doesn't seem like a bad idea."
"I'm sure it never crossed your mind, so, how about we take a short walk before we go."
"Eh, maybe not."
"And why not."
"Well, see, I've already had my walk this morning."
"And exactly where did you walk to?"
"Here"
"Fine, you're really stubborn, you know that Rory?"
"I've been told, but I never really believe it."
Tristan just shakes his head as they both leave the apartment.
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As they were crossing the street, Jake looked on from inside the coffee shop. He didn't like Tristan from when he came into the coffee shop, now he had all the more reason to hate him. As soon as he saw the two walk into her building, he went back to cleaning the tables.
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End - Ok, right now I really don't know how far I'm gonna take the entire Jake thing, but it won't become to big an issue, just a small stepping stone, if even that. Don't forget to review.
~Randi (
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Chapter 6: Just another day
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The next morning Rory woke up on the couch to the sound of her cell phone ringing. "Hello?"
"Good morning Rory, did you have a nice sleep?"
"Tell me, how well did you expect me to sleep? You could've at least had the decency to carry me to my own bed."
"Well, I've never made it to your bedroom, so I didn't want to go searching through rooms to find it, and plus, you looked so damn cute cuddled up with that blanket, I just didn't have the heart to wake you."
"You know good and well that I wouldn't have woken up. I could sleep through a natural disaster without batting an eye."
"Ok fine, you got me, I just can't get that close to you, and it drives me insane. Is that crazy, I can't even pick you up to make you more comfortable, just incase I did something I shouldn't?"
"Fine, you're lucky you can actually use an excuse like that, I wouldn't believe it if it were anyone else."
"I know, so anyways, there is a point to this conversation."
"Other than the fact that you woke me up at 9:30 in the morning?"
"Of course, I had a great time doing it too."
"Sure you did, so what IS the point of this call, because I'm losing valuable sleep time here."
"I know, I really enjoy doing this to you though."
"Get to the point or I hang up."
"Fine, fine, be like that if you want to, I was just calling to see what you were doing today."
"Well, after waking up well after 10:30 considering this is one of two days I actually get to sleep in, I'll go to get my normal cup of coffee, come up, watch a movie, then just wait for someone to call inviting me out to do something."
"And does someone always call?"
"Hardly ever, but then I just pop in another movie or two."
"Well, here is you call. I was wondering if you'd like to go out to dinner with me tonight."
"Call me back in an hour," and with that, she hung up the phone.
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"Call me back in an hour."
Tristan was about to ask why when he heard the phone go dead. He really wasn't sure if that was a yes, no, or a maybe.
He decided to call and make reservations at Frankie's, casual, but still fancy place. After that he decided to go on out and sit in the little café across the street.
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Once she hung up the phone, she immediately regretted her decision to not explain herself. She got up and walked into her bedroom, hoping she could get at least another hour of sleep, but that didn't happen. The only thing she could think about was Tristan, he was just like an incurable disease, and she wasn't sure if she really wanted to get rid of him.
Finally, she got up, showered, and got ready for the day at hand. When she was finished with her hair, she saw it was only 10:15 and on any other day would be sleeping, but thanks to Tristan. She would just blame him later.
She figured since she still had a good fifteen minutes before Tristan was supposed to call back, if he even did, due to the fact that she so rudely ended their earlier conversation, she decided she could run down and grab a cup of coffee.
When she got inside, she saw that Jake was working. There really wasn't anyway to describe him, he was geeky, yet had a long-term girlfriend, but it seemed like he was always hitting on her. He was an all around good guy though, so it didn't really bother her.
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As Tristan was sitting at his table drinking his coffee he saw Rory walk in. She didn't notice him as she walked up to the counter and ordered. He decided to play around with her and pulled out his cell phone and dialed her number. He walked back to the corner of the shop as he saw her go for her phone.
"Hello?" she said into the phone.
"Hey Rory, what are you doing?"
"I thought I told you to call me in an hour."
"Well you did, but I figured since the conversation was ended so abruptly, that I would just call a little early."
"What if I was still sleeping?"
As she said this, he walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "I'm pretty sure you're not."
He felt her jump as he said it, before she turned around and hopped out of his arms. "Hey Tristan, what are you doing here."
"I live across the street, remember? This is where I normally get my coffee."
"How come I haven't seen you here before?"
"I'm usually in and out, normally at odd hours of the day."
"I don't really think that's a decent excuse, but it works for now, its still too early for me."
"You are still the same person you were so many years ago."
"Nope, because then I was with you, now I'm on my own."
"Ouch, that was quick and painful."
"Well, it's the truth."
"But you're with me now."
"Well, yes, technically, right now, I am standing here with you, but in about 15 minutes I'll be on my own again."
"What makes you say I'll hang around for another 15 minutes?"
"Well, if you don't, I'm sure Jake wouldn't mind."
At the sound of his name Jake looked away pretending not to be listening in on her conversation. Even though he had his own girlfriend, he was obsessed with Rory, but she never seemed interested. It was as if he was Gunther and she was Rachel, and he knew that he would never get her, but it still hurt to see her with another guy.
Tristan looked at the guy she pointed to and shook his head, "Yeah, well, if you come back to my place, I guess I can handle fifteen minutes."
"Only because I'd feel bad if I didn't, so yeah," she said as she grabbed her coffee, "let's go."
The two left the coffee shop as Tristan led the way into his apartment building. Once inside Rory took a minute to look around. She noticed the TV was off in a corner, obviously not used frequently, the kitchen separated only by the counter, but otherwise the basic apartment layout, one bedroom and a bathroom. She walked over to the bookshelf and noticed numerous pictures of herself on top.
"Don't your girlfriends get jealous when they see my picture up in your apartment, or do you just go over to their place?"
"What girlfriends?"
"Oh come on Tristan, I knew about your reputation before me, you had to have had some girls."
"You knew my reputation before you; you have no clue about after you."
"You're right; I guess I just kind of assumed and I'm sorry."
"I have had some girls over, nothing ever serious though."
"Same here, I think the only constant guy in my life has been Nean, and currently he is in Daytona visiting his grandma. I wish my grandma would live in Daytona, but ya know, there's nothing I can do about it, except maybe adopt new grandparents, which would leave me with three sets, but really only two, since I never talk to my dad's parents."
"Rory"
"What?"
"You're rambling again."
"Oh," she said, looking confused, "really?"
"Believe me."
"Ok, fine, I guess, so what do you wanna do?"
"How about we just sit and talk?"
"Hmm, sounds like a plan."
"So, Rory, tell me about your life in New York," Tristan said as he sat down on the couch and motioned for her to sit down next to him. She put down the picture she was holding and walked over to the couch and he put his arm around her to pull her in closer.
"Well, let's see, I guess it's been as good as can be expected. I just recently got promoted before the funeral, my two best friends are dating, and I'm almost afraid that Nean is going to leave me and move in with Krystal. Uhm, my job is what I always wanted to do, and I guess now that I have you back in my life, I finally have everything I ever wanted."
With that he just pulled her closer and put his head on top of hers. They sat like that for nearly ten minutes before Tristan felt something vibrating against his stomach. "Hey Rory, I think you're vibrating."
"Oh, right, my phone," she said as she pulled it out of her pocket, "Hello?"
(On The Phone)
"Set your phone to vibrate again Gilmore?"
"Oh, hey Nean, and yes, I did, completely on accident though."
"You need to actually use the key guard on your phone; it prevents these kinds of things from happening."
"I know, it's just so hard to remember to put on."
"You're lazy Gilmore, you know that?"
"It's hard to forget with you telling me everyday."
"Right, so anyway, I'll get to the point now, I just thought I'd let you know that since Krystal was kind enough to come join me down here, I might just stay until next Monday."
"Well, you're just lucky I'm having a good week, because you never know, you might come home and find your stuff out on the street and the lock changed."
"You wouldn't do that to me, you love me too much."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"Bye Rory."
"Talk to you later Nean."
With that she hung up the phone and sat back down on the couch.
"So, I'm guessing that was Nean."
"Gee, how on earth did you get that?" Rory said, her voice filled with sarcasm.
"What'd he have to say?"
"Nothing really, he's just going to stay another week, I don't see how he can do it, I mean, he does have a job."
"Well, some people just get the good bosses, some get the strict ones."
"I think I got an in between boss, not strict, but definitely not easy going."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah"
They just sat there in silence for the longest time before Rory finally sat up, "You do know we can't spend the whole day sitting here."
"And why not?"
"Well, don't you have to take Melanie to soccer?"
"Not today I don't."
"Oh, ok," she said and sat back again.
"Can't think of any other reason?"
"Sure can't."
"Works for me."
"But I really don't think we should."
"Would you rather do this at your house?"
"The thought never even crossed my mind, but now that you mention it, it doesn't seem like a bad idea."
"I'm sure it never crossed your mind, so, how about we take a short walk before we go."
"Eh, maybe not."
"And why not."
"Well, see, I've already had my walk this morning."
"And exactly where did you walk to?"
"Here"
"Fine, you're really stubborn, you know that Rory?"
"I've been told, but I never really believe it."
Tristan just shakes his head as they both leave the apartment.
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As they were crossing the street, Jake looked on from inside the coffee shop. He didn't like Tristan from when he came into the coffee shop, now he had all the more reason to hate him. As soon as he saw the two walk into her building, he went back to cleaning the tables.
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End - Ok, right now I really don't know how far I'm gonna take the entire Jake thing, but it won't become to big an issue, just a small stepping stone, if even that. Don't forget to review.
~Randi (