Chapter 4: Promise
Rory woke up later then usual, she never had trouble getting up so the maids stopped coming in to wake her up. Today though when they came in with her ironed Chilton uniform at 7:45, the time she'd usually be coming out of the shower she was still in bed, fast asleep.
"Miss Gilmore, Lorelei Leigh Gilmore-Hayden GET UP!"
"Whaa?" she asked groggily sitting up.
"Rory, its 7:45"
"SHIT!" She jumped out of bed and ran to her bathroom. She started brushing her teeth with one hand and brushing her hair with the other. After finishing brushing her hair and teeth she pulled back her hair into a ponytail and washed her face quickly. Running into her room she got changed and threw on the uniform and her socks and shoes. Grabbing her backpack she ran down stairs, yelling goodbye to her parents she jumped into her car and sped off towards Chilton. Pulling into the parking lot, she sprinted towards her locker out of breath. 7:55, record time she though as she opened her locker.
"Hey baby." Tristan said coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her. "I thought you'd be late."
"It's your fault you know." She replied still panting. "I didn't even have time to shower this morning." Tristan let go of her and backed away, mockingly.
"I woke up 10 minutes ago; I think I broke at least 30 driving laws getting to school."
"I'm sorry." He pouted. "Forgive me?"
"I don't know... do you have coffee?" She asked smiling.
"I just might." He handed her the cup he had put down. He then watched her gulp the scorching context.
"Now, you're forgiven." She said standing on tiptoes and giving him a kiss on the lips before grabbing her books in one hand, Tristan in the other and heading to homeroom. Before entering the classroom, she tucked in her shirt, readjusted her skirt and buttoned her blazer. Glaring at Tristan, she walked into the room.
~*~*~Maybe you should have spent a few seconds looking in the mirror Mare, you can still see all the hickies I gave you last night ;) ~*~*~ Rory read this on her phone after it started vibrating her blazer pocket. She ran her hand up and down her neck and then pulling out her compact from her backpack she looked at her neck.
~*~*~ I'm going to kill you for that! You just watched... I'm going to get in so much trouble with the headmaster and its your fault DuGrey! ~*~*~ She sent that back to him trying to use the cover-up on her neck.
~*~*~That's not going to help Ror, its just going to stand out...might as well leave it.~*~*~ Was his response. She turned around to glare at him; he was smirking back at her.
"Miss Gilmore is something wrong?" The teacher asked.
"No nothing."
"Then I suggest you get back to your work." Rory flushed, and turned back to her work and ignored Tristan for the rest of the class period.
"I can't believe you did this to me!" she ranted as they walked towards their lockers.
"You didn't seem to mind too much last night." He was still grinning obviously proud of himself.
"I didn't know it was going to be so high up! They're usually much lower."
"Sorry." He said running his fingers down her neck. "I'll try to remember that next time."
"If there is a next time" she glared at him.
"No..." he gasped as she got other books out of her locker. "You wouldn't."
"Oh I would."
He stared at her as if she was some foreign creature. Like someone just told him that, his car and his things were being taken away and he'd never see them again. Like Rory had said that, she was really his sister and they couldn't date anymore. . . EWW. "You couldn't!"
"Couldn't I?" she asked, she enjoyed watching him suffer. Well not suffer exactly but the panic expression on his face was to die for, and she needed some amusement after the morning she just had.
"But --- you----"
"Rory, ready for class?" Louise asked walking over.
"Yeah" and they walked off leaving Tristan in a state of shock. Shaking his head, he broke out of his trance and ran after the girls. Catching up to them, he slid his arm around Rory's waist.
"Evil" he whispered into her ear.
"Thank you." she replied giving him a peck before entering their classroom.
-*-*-*-*- After school -*-*-*-*-*
They were lying in the hammock as music was playing from the boom box Tristan brought along, "One more week of school, I'm having so much trouble processing that we're juniors next year." Tristan said looking down at Rory.
"Well you see as you finish one grade you move on to the nest one. The higher up in grades the harder the work is, and the closer you get to college." Rory grinned up at him.
"I knew that much," he replied running his hands through her long, coffee colored hair. "I mean just two years of high school left."
"I know, just two more years of Chilton, hard to believe."
"I'm going to miss you Rory. You know that right?"
"Yeah, I do." She felt his hand stop playing with her hair. "What?"
"Promise me that you won't forget that I love you."
"I promise." She said quietly as his hand began playing with her hair again. "We really are being silly you know that. We're making these 3 months seem as if you're going off to war or something."
"Yeah, I see your point. The thing is my dad is limiting the phone calls to once or twice a week. He says it's a family vacation."
"You're kidding!" Rory gasped sitting up and facing Tristan.
"No, I wish I was but I'm not. I'm sure I can sneak in a few extra calls." He smirked and pulled her down on him. "Can I kiss you now?"
"Yeah" She breathed out as his lips crashed onto hers. She loved his kisses; every time they kissed, her knees got weak. After all this time, he could still send a shiver down her body. They always contained a passion she never knew a 16 year old could contain. They always portrayed this feeling of love, and it scared her. The thought of being so young and feeling that much love, she tried to avoid the word at all cost. It made her nervous, true love at 16, that's something that came out of a movie, not real life, it just DIDN'T HAPPEN. Yet his kisses made her feel more love then many people will ever feel in a lifetime. They pulled away when breathing became a necessity, she saw the love reflecting in his eyes, and knew hers showed love to.
"How am I going to go 3 months with out that?" He asked softly, as he tugged on her hair. "3 months without your hair, I love your hair."
"I've noticed, you're weird, you know that?"
"I love you too."
"I know you do." She lay her head on his chest. "When do you leave?"
"Two weeks from tomorrow." He kissed the top of her head "We'll spend ALL next week together though. I promise."
"We better." She grinned and straddled his waist.
"Have I ever told you how much I like your wardrobe?" he asked as she fixed her camo mini-skirt.
"Often" she giggled looking down at her outfit, she wore a black tank top, her mini, and black flip-flops. She leaned down and began sucking and nibbling on Tristan's neck, moving slowly up his neck to his strong jaw, then to his lips. She sighed as she kissed him, as his tongue ran softly against her lower lip she granted him entrance into her mouth. She felt him re-learning her mouth before she pulled away and ending it in a soft kiss. "Down boy"
"I can't help it." He said, "you don't know the effect you have on me Gilmore." He raised his arms so they rested on her hips. "G0d you're amazing."
"I know." She smirked, "Let's go back to my house. Mom and dad won't be back for another 5 hours."
"I have a better idea." He said as they headed towards his car. They climbed into the car and he headed into the heart of Hartford.
"Where are we going exactly Tristan?" Rory asked timidly.
"To leave you with something to remember me by; and to leave me, with something to remember you by." Tristan stated.
"Okay then" Rory said still not sure of what he had in mind.
Rory woke up later then usual, she never had trouble getting up so the maids stopped coming in to wake her up. Today though when they came in with her ironed Chilton uniform at 7:45, the time she'd usually be coming out of the shower she was still in bed, fast asleep.
"Miss Gilmore, Lorelei Leigh Gilmore-Hayden GET UP!"
"Whaa?" she asked groggily sitting up.
"Rory, its 7:45"
"SHIT!" She jumped out of bed and ran to her bathroom. She started brushing her teeth with one hand and brushing her hair with the other. After finishing brushing her hair and teeth she pulled back her hair into a ponytail and washed her face quickly. Running into her room she got changed and threw on the uniform and her socks and shoes. Grabbing her backpack she ran down stairs, yelling goodbye to her parents she jumped into her car and sped off towards Chilton. Pulling into the parking lot, she sprinted towards her locker out of breath. 7:55, record time she though as she opened her locker.
"Hey baby." Tristan said coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her. "I thought you'd be late."
"It's your fault you know." She replied still panting. "I didn't even have time to shower this morning." Tristan let go of her and backed away, mockingly.
"I woke up 10 minutes ago; I think I broke at least 30 driving laws getting to school."
"I'm sorry." He pouted. "Forgive me?"
"I don't know... do you have coffee?" She asked smiling.
"I just might." He handed her the cup he had put down. He then watched her gulp the scorching context.
"Now, you're forgiven." She said standing on tiptoes and giving him a kiss on the lips before grabbing her books in one hand, Tristan in the other and heading to homeroom. Before entering the classroom, she tucked in her shirt, readjusted her skirt and buttoned her blazer. Glaring at Tristan, she walked into the room.
~*~*~Maybe you should have spent a few seconds looking in the mirror Mare, you can still see all the hickies I gave you last night ;) ~*~*~ Rory read this on her phone after it started vibrating her blazer pocket. She ran her hand up and down her neck and then pulling out her compact from her backpack she looked at her neck.
~*~*~ I'm going to kill you for that! You just watched... I'm going to get in so much trouble with the headmaster and its your fault DuGrey! ~*~*~ She sent that back to him trying to use the cover-up on her neck.
~*~*~That's not going to help Ror, its just going to stand out...might as well leave it.~*~*~ Was his response. She turned around to glare at him; he was smirking back at her.
"Miss Gilmore is something wrong?" The teacher asked.
"No nothing."
"Then I suggest you get back to your work." Rory flushed, and turned back to her work and ignored Tristan for the rest of the class period.
"I can't believe you did this to me!" she ranted as they walked towards their lockers.
"You didn't seem to mind too much last night." He was still grinning obviously proud of himself.
"I didn't know it was going to be so high up! They're usually much lower."
"Sorry." He said running his fingers down her neck. "I'll try to remember that next time."
"If there is a next time" she glared at him.
"No..." he gasped as she got other books out of her locker. "You wouldn't."
"Oh I would."
He stared at her as if she was some foreign creature. Like someone just told him that, his car and his things were being taken away and he'd never see them again. Like Rory had said that, she was really his sister and they couldn't date anymore. . . EWW. "You couldn't!"
"Couldn't I?" she asked, she enjoyed watching him suffer. Well not suffer exactly but the panic expression on his face was to die for, and she needed some amusement after the morning she just had.
"But --- you----"
"Rory, ready for class?" Louise asked walking over.
"Yeah" and they walked off leaving Tristan in a state of shock. Shaking his head, he broke out of his trance and ran after the girls. Catching up to them, he slid his arm around Rory's waist.
"Evil" he whispered into her ear.
"Thank you." she replied giving him a peck before entering their classroom.
-*-*-*-*- After school -*-*-*-*-*
They were lying in the hammock as music was playing from the boom box Tristan brought along, "One more week of school, I'm having so much trouble processing that we're juniors next year." Tristan said looking down at Rory.
"Well you see as you finish one grade you move on to the nest one. The higher up in grades the harder the work is, and the closer you get to college." Rory grinned up at him.
"I knew that much," he replied running his hands through her long, coffee colored hair. "I mean just two years of high school left."
"I know, just two more years of Chilton, hard to believe."
"I'm going to miss you Rory. You know that right?"
"Yeah, I do." She felt his hand stop playing with her hair. "What?"
"Promise me that you won't forget that I love you."
"I promise." She said quietly as his hand began playing with her hair again. "We really are being silly you know that. We're making these 3 months seem as if you're going off to war or something."
"Yeah, I see your point. The thing is my dad is limiting the phone calls to once or twice a week. He says it's a family vacation."
"You're kidding!" Rory gasped sitting up and facing Tristan.
"No, I wish I was but I'm not. I'm sure I can sneak in a few extra calls." He smirked and pulled her down on him. "Can I kiss you now?"
"Yeah" She breathed out as his lips crashed onto hers. She loved his kisses; every time they kissed, her knees got weak. After all this time, he could still send a shiver down her body. They always contained a passion she never knew a 16 year old could contain. They always portrayed this feeling of love, and it scared her. The thought of being so young and feeling that much love, she tried to avoid the word at all cost. It made her nervous, true love at 16, that's something that came out of a movie, not real life, it just DIDN'T HAPPEN. Yet his kisses made her feel more love then many people will ever feel in a lifetime. They pulled away when breathing became a necessity, she saw the love reflecting in his eyes, and knew hers showed love to.
"How am I going to go 3 months with out that?" He asked softly, as he tugged on her hair. "3 months without your hair, I love your hair."
"I've noticed, you're weird, you know that?"
"I love you too."
"I know you do." She lay her head on his chest. "When do you leave?"
"Two weeks from tomorrow." He kissed the top of her head "We'll spend ALL next week together though. I promise."
"We better." She grinned and straddled his waist.
"Have I ever told you how much I like your wardrobe?" he asked as she fixed her camo mini-skirt.
"Often" she giggled looking down at her outfit, she wore a black tank top, her mini, and black flip-flops. She leaned down and began sucking and nibbling on Tristan's neck, moving slowly up his neck to his strong jaw, then to his lips. She sighed as she kissed him, as his tongue ran softly against her lower lip she granted him entrance into her mouth. She felt him re-learning her mouth before she pulled away and ending it in a soft kiss. "Down boy"
"I can't help it." He said, "you don't know the effect you have on me Gilmore." He raised his arms so they rested on her hips. "G0d you're amazing."
"I know." She smirked, "Let's go back to my house. Mom and dad won't be back for another 5 hours."
"I have a better idea." He said as they headed towards his car. They climbed into the car and he headed into the heart of Hartford.
"Where are we going exactly Tristan?" Rory asked timidly.
"To leave you with something to remember me by; and to leave me, with something to remember you by." Tristan stated.
"Okay then" Rory said still not sure of what he had in mind.