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Chapter Fourteen: School!
After missing school on Tuesday, Rory had also missed school on both Wednesday and Thursday and refused to see Paris when she came around with her homework. When Lorelai woke Rory up on Friday to hear her say she didn't want to go to school, Lorelai dragged her out of bed, "Hey, what are you doing?"
"Getting you up, your going to school today."
"What, why?"
"Rory you used to love school, you were good at it, don't let Tristan ruin that for you and besides I am sick of you hanging around the house crying, and moping and being misreable."
"All right, all right, I'll go."
"Thats my girl"
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Rory entered the school with her head down, not meeting anyones eyes. She made her way slowly to her locker watching the ground as she walked. She had only been at her locker for a moment when Paris came up to her. "Why wouldn't you see me?"
"Hello to you to Paris"
"Well!"
"I had the flu, I didn't feel up to visitors"
Paris got a suspicous look on her face, "mmmm"
"What?"
"Nothing, what's going on with you and Tristan"
"Why, what did he say to you?"
"Nothing, he's just been really quiet lately, but I guess he just missed you"
"Yeah his heart must have been aching" Rory muttered under her breath.
"What?"
"Nothing, I have to get to class, I'll see you later Paris"
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Rory was one of the first to get to her class and she sat down, in the back corner furthest from the door. The class filled slowly around her, Tristan entered the classroom and sat down in the row in front of her at the opposite end. Rory could tell he hadn't noticed her. Just as the teacher entered the classroom out of the corner of her eye she saw one of his friends get up out of his seat, and go over towards Tristan, he bent and whispered something into Tristan's ear. Tristan's head shot round, he stared at Rory. Rory couldn't resist the urge to look at him, there eyes met, blue on blue. Rory felt her eyes fill with tears, she grabbed her things off her desk, chucked them into her bag and ran out of the classroom, much to the suprise of the teacher and everyone else. She heard the teacher call her name as the door closed behind her. She only just made it around the corner, before she slumped against the wall and fell to the floor, tears streaming down her face. Rory sat there for a few minutes, trying to get control of herself, before she heard footsteps coming her way, Rory wiped furiously at her wet cheeks, and pushed her hair out of her face, hoping that whoever it was wouldn't come down this hall. She saw Tristan round the corner and she inhaled sharply, and a little too loudly. He turned and saw her on the ground, Rory struggled to her feet, grabbed her bag and started to move away. "Rory... wait"
Rory started to run at his words, he ran after her all the way out of the school, and into the carpark where he caught up wth her and grabbed her arm. She yanked her arm away, "Don't touch me!"
"Rory I... um... I..."
"You what?"
"I'm sorry"
"I don't want to hear it" she spat turning to leave.
"I never meant to hurt you"
"It's a bit late for that isn't it" the tears started to fall again.
"Please I..."
"Leave me alone, I hate you"
"You don't hate me" he said quietly, reaching out to touch her.
She jerked away from his hand, she didn't want him to touch her; too many memories. "I do" Rory sobbed.
"I love you!"
Of all things Rory expected to hear that wasn't one of them. "Stop lying."
"I'm not, I love you Rory!"
"Stop it!" Rory put her hands over her ears, trying to block him out.
He pulled her hands away, she lashed out she hit his chest, and continued to hit it she was sobbing. He grabbed her hands and pulled her into his arms, restraining her by circling his arms around her, "I was scared at first. It hit me, like a ton of bricks, I've never loved anyone before, well besides my mum and dad but that ended ages ago, and I love my grandfather, but never a person not a family member, I didn't know what to do! I'm not worthy of you, and I thought it would be better if you didn't have anything to do with me! You thought you took me by suprise when you saw me kissing Angela, but I knew you were running late for school, I knew that was the hallway to your class, I thought it would be less painful for you this way. But all i did was hurt you even more."
Tristan could feel that his shirt was wet, from her tears, she wasn't saying anything. He let her go, and she took a step backwards, "I hate you."
"No you don't, you just...." Tristan was silenced by her lips, Tristan was shocked but he wasn't going to pull away. She kissed him roughly, her tongue darted into his mouth straight away, she withdrew it pulled his lip inbetween her teeth and bit down on it. Trisatn could taste his own blood, he moved back from her. She just stared at him as he raised a hand to his mouth to touch the spot where it was bleeding. "I'm sorry."
"Why did you do that?"
"Because I hate you!"
Tristan was angry, "Stop saying that" he yelled.
"The truth hurts."
Tristan took a threatening step towards Rory, she took one backwards. He backed her up, she felt the back of her legs press against the hood of a car, threatening her escape. Tristan reached her and pressed his body up against hers, he pressed his lips to hers, firmly but gently, she put her hands on his chest trying to push him away, but he persisted, his tongue slipped into her mouth, moving against hers, despite herself Rory's arms left his chest and wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. He ran his hands up her side, pulled her shirt from her skirt, and his hands slipped underneath it, rubbing the smooth skin of her stomach, she moaned against his mouth and he pulled away from her and stepped backwards. They were both panting, "now try and tell me you hate me."
To Tristan's horror Rory started to cry, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."
"No it's just.... I don't hate you, I couldn't hate you no matter how hard I tried, but I wanted to hate you, I wanted to hate you so badly, I love you I don't want to but I do."
At that exact moment the bell rung, Rory glanced at the school. "I can't go back in there, not today"
"Why not?"
"Look at me, I'm a mess"
"Your beautiful!"
Rory gave him a look, "Will you take me home?"
"Sure, wait... will your mother be there?"
"No, she should be at work, why?"
"She didn't tell you."
"Tell me what?"
"Her and Luke payed me a bit of a visit."
"Oh no, i'm sorry, I didn't want that to happen."
"It doesn't matter, I'm the jerk."
By this time Rory and Tristan had reached his jag, Rory hoped into the passenger seat and they were on their way.
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The trip to Stars Hollow had been reached in absolute silence, Rory let them into the house with her key. She plopped herself down on the couch, and he sat down next to her. "I really need you to understand, I did this because I was scared and I thought it would be best, I'm really sorry, Rory."
"I know, but if I ever catch you with your tongue down another girls throat, I won't need my mother or Luke, I will dismember you myself."
"You don't need to worry about a thing I will be to busy making it up to you."
"Oh and how are you planning on achieving this"
Tristan had moved closer to her his voice was husky when he replied, "Oh I have my ways"
Tristan's lips descended on hers, and before she knew what had happened she was lying on the couch with Tristan on top of her kissing her neck. He kissed the senstive spot just under her ear and she moaned, "Am I forgiven?"
'Not yet but your well on your way."
His hands moved to her untucked shirt, and slowly undid the buttons. His lips moved to her stomach, he kissed all the contours, before tracing the shape of her belly button with his tognue. Rory breathed his name and he moved his lips back up to hers. His lips were hot against hers and never had he kissed her with such a passion. Rory never heard the front door open or close and by the time she realised someone had entered the room it was too late!!
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AN: Well, what do you think? Please review I was really disappointed with the amount of reviews for the last chapter and am hoping for more this time. Aren't I evil leaving it there, but just as soon as you review you will get more! So you'd better get cracking.
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Chapter Fourteen: School!
After missing school on Tuesday, Rory had also missed school on both Wednesday and Thursday and refused to see Paris when she came around with her homework. When Lorelai woke Rory up on Friday to hear her say she didn't want to go to school, Lorelai dragged her out of bed, "Hey, what are you doing?"
"Getting you up, your going to school today."
"What, why?"
"Rory you used to love school, you were good at it, don't let Tristan ruin that for you and besides I am sick of you hanging around the house crying, and moping and being misreable."
"All right, all right, I'll go."
"Thats my girl"
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Rory entered the school with her head down, not meeting anyones eyes. She made her way slowly to her locker watching the ground as she walked. She had only been at her locker for a moment when Paris came up to her. "Why wouldn't you see me?"
"Hello to you to Paris"
"Well!"
"I had the flu, I didn't feel up to visitors"
Paris got a suspicous look on her face, "mmmm"
"What?"
"Nothing, what's going on with you and Tristan"
"Why, what did he say to you?"
"Nothing, he's just been really quiet lately, but I guess he just missed you"
"Yeah his heart must have been aching" Rory muttered under her breath.
"What?"
"Nothing, I have to get to class, I'll see you later Paris"
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Rory was one of the first to get to her class and she sat down, in the back corner furthest from the door. The class filled slowly around her, Tristan entered the classroom and sat down in the row in front of her at the opposite end. Rory could tell he hadn't noticed her. Just as the teacher entered the classroom out of the corner of her eye she saw one of his friends get up out of his seat, and go over towards Tristan, he bent and whispered something into Tristan's ear. Tristan's head shot round, he stared at Rory. Rory couldn't resist the urge to look at him, there eyes met, blue on blue. Rory felt her eyes fill with tears, she grabbed her things off her desk, chucked them into her bag and ran out of the classroom, much to the suprise of the teacher and everyone else. She heard the teacher call her name as the door closed behind her. She only just made it around the corner, before she slumped against the wall and fell to the floor, tears streaming down her face. Rory sat there for a few minutes, trying to get control of herself, before she heard footsteps coming her way, Rory wiped furiously at her wet cheeks, and pushed her hair out of her face, hoping that whoever it was wouldn't come down this hall. She saw Tristan round the corner and she inhaled sharply, and a little too loudly. He turned and saw her on the ground, Rory struggled to her feet, grabbed her bag and started to move away. "Rory... wait"
Rory started to run at his words, he ran after her all the way out of the school, and into the carpark where he caught up wth her and grabbed her arm. She yanked her arm away, "Don't touch me!"
"Rory I... um... I..."
"You what?"
"I'm sorry"
"I don't want to hear it" she spat turning to leave.
"I never meant to hurt you"
"It's a bit late for that isn't it" the tears started to fall again.
"Please I..."
"Leave me alone, I hate you"
"You don't hate me" he said quietly, reaching out to touch her.
She jerked away from his hand, she didn't want him to touch her; too many memories. "I do" Rory sobbed.
"I love you!"
Of all things Rory expected to hear that wasn't one of them. "Stop lying."
"I'm not, I love you Rory!"
"Stop it!" Rory put her hands over her ears, trying to block him out.
He pulled her hands away, she lashed out she hit his chest, and continued to hit it she was sobbing. He grabbed her hands and pulled her into his arms, restraining her by circling his arms around her, "I was scared at first. It hit me, like a ton of bricks, I've never loved anyone before, well besides my mum and dad but that ended ages ago, and I love my grandfather, but never a person not a family member, I didn't know what to do! I'm not worthy of you, and I thought it would be better if you didn't have anything to do with me! You thought you took me by suprise when you saw me kissing Angela, but I knew you were running late for school, I knew that was the hallway to your class, I thought it would be less painful for you this way. But all i did was hurt you even more."
Tristan could feel that his shirt was wet, from her tears, she wasn't saying anything. He let her go, and she took a step backwards, "I hate you."
"No you don't, you just...." Tristan was silenced by her lips, Tristan was shocked but he wasn't going to pull away. She kissed him roughly, her tongue darted into his mouth straight away, she withdrew it pulled his lip inbetween her teeth and bit down on it. Trisatn could taste his own blood, he moved back from her. She just stared at him as he raised a hand to his mouth to touch the spot where it was bleeding. "I'm sorry."
"Why did you do that?"
"Because I hate you!"
Tristan was angry, "Stop saying that" he yelled.
"The truth hurts."
Tristan took a threatening step towards Rory, she took one backwards. He backed her up, she felt the back of her legs press against the hood of a car, threatening her escape. Tristan reached her and pressed his body up against hers, he pressed his lips to hers, firmly but gently, she put her hands on his chest trying to push him away, but he persisted, his tongue slipped into her mouth, moving against hers, despite herself Rory's arms left his chest and wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. He ran his hands up her side, pulled her shirt from her skirt, and his hands slipped underneath it, rubbing the smooth skin of her stomach, she moaned against his mouth and he pulled away from her and stepped backwards. They were both panting, "now try and tell me you hate me."
To Tristan's horror Rory started to cry, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."
"No it's just.... I don't hate you, I couldn't hate you no matter how hard I tried, but I wanted to hate you, I wanted to hate you so badly, I love you I don't want to but I do."
At that exact moment the bell rung, Rory glanced at the school. "I can't go back in there, not today"
"Why not?"
"Look at me, I'm a mess"
"Your beautiful!"
Rory gave him a look, "Will you take me home?"
"Sure, wait... will your mother be there?"
"No, she should be at work, why?"
"She didn't tell you."
"Tell me what?"
"Her and Luke payed me a bit of a visit."
"Oh no, i'm sorry, I didn't want that to happen."
"It doesn't matter, I'm the jerk."
By this time Rory and Tristan had reached his jag, Rory hoped into the passenger seat and they were on their way.
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The trip to Stars Hollow had been reached in absolute silence, Rory let them into the house with her key. She plopped herself down on the couch, and he sat down next to her. "I really need you to understand, I did this because I was scared and I thought it would be best, I'm really sorry, Rory."
"I know, but if I ever catch you with your tongue down another girls throat, I won't need my mother or Luke, I will dismember you myself."
"You don't need to worry about a thing I will be to busy making it up to you."
"Oh and how are you planning on achieving this"
Tristan had moved closer to her his voice was husky when he replied, "Oh I have my ways"
Tristan's lips descended on hers, and before she knew what had happened she was lying on the couch with Tristan on top of her kissing her neck. He kissed the senstive spot just under her ear and she moaned, "Am I forgiven?"
'Not yet but your well on your way."
His hands moved to her untucked shirt, and slowly undid the buttons. His lips moved to her stomach, he kissed all the contours, before tracing the shape of her belly button with his tognue. Rory breathed his name and he moved his lips back up to hers. His lips were hot against hers and never had he kissed her with such a passion. Rory never heard the front door open or close and by the time she realised someone had entered the room it was too late!!
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AN: Well, what do you think? Please review I was really disappointed with the amount of reviews for the last chapter and am hoping for more this time. Aren't I evil leaving it there, but just as soon as you review you will get more! So you'd better get cracking.