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Chapter Twenty: Dinner

Rory was wrestling with the lock on her locker, she jumped as a fist slammed against the metal door and the door popped open. She turned to see Tristan standing behind her, she smiled, "my hero!"

Tristan grinned at her, "Hurry up, let's get going."

"Where are we going?"

"To your place."

"I'm having dinner at my grandparent's house tonight."

"I know I'll be out of your hair by six."

"You better you can't make me late again."

"Hey you weren't complaining at the time."

"Only because I was otherwise occupied."

Tristan laughed and grabbed Rory's hand as they left Chilton.

Rory grabbed the ringing phone "hello."

"Hi Gorgeous, can I come over."

"But we are having dinner at your place tonight."

"Oh yeah I forgot about that."

"Made yourself forget more like."

"Well it doesn't matter I can come to your place and hang out for a while and then I can help you get changed for dinner and then we can drive to my place and I'll get changed and we'll have dinner."

"Ok" Rory agreed, "but I don't think I'll need any help getting changed."

They were only about ten minutes away from Tristan's place on there way to dinner when Tristan said "So are you going to give me a progress report."

"On what?"

"Eating lunch with my friends."

Rory had eaten lunch with Tristan and his friends every day that week, "I'll admit that it's not as uncomfortable as it was, and I have even shared a few short conversations with a couple of them."

"See I told you they weren't that bad."

Rory didn't reply as they pulled up in front of Tristan's house. "Mum and dad won't be home yet."

"Ok."

"Or at least dad won't and I doubt mum will."

"Ok."

They made there way to the front door; Tristan opened it and stepped through, Rory followed. Rory looked around at the impressive foyer of the house, she had only been in like once before. Tristan took her hand and they made there way up to his bedroom. Tristan went over to his large walk in wardrobe while Rory plopped down on the bed. "Are you sure I look ok?"

"You look great" he called back.

"I feel like maybe I'm not formal enough."

"Don't worry, my parents are snobs."

Rory gave one last frown down at her simple maroon dress, with thin straps before Tristan emerged from the walk in robe dressed in grey slacks and a long sleeve top, unbuttoned at the collar. "You look good."

"Thanks."

"Should we go down?"

Tristan looked at his watch, "yeah I suppose we should."

Rory placed her hand in Tristan's as they left the room and smiled at him. They made their way slowly towards the dining room, when they entered she saw a man and a woman sitting on either end of a dining table. Tristan's dad was reading the paper and his mother was sipping on what looked like a martini. His mother spotted them first and stood up, "there you are Tristan, aren't you going to introduce us to your little girlfriend?"

Tristan's father put down the paper and came towards them. Rory watched Tristan's jaw tense, "Mum, dad this is Rory Gilmore, Rory these are my parents Cassandra and Elliot DuGrey."

"Hi" Rory said.

Tristan's mother came forwards and embraced her, "it's lovely to meet you dear" she said as she kissed Rory's cheek.

"You too"

"Gilmore? Richard's granddaughter?"

"Yes."

"Aaah Richard speaks highly of you, you picked a good one this time Tristan."

Tristan didn't reply just led Rory towards the table. They sat at opposite sides of the table, facing each other. Dinner at Tristan's house was not unlike dinner at her grandparent's house, just more uncomfortable. Tristan's parents asked her questions about school were glad to hear she was top of the class. After the main course Rory felt something slide up her leg and nearly fell out of her chair before realizing it was Tristan's foot. She glanced at him and he smiled at her innocently, when it happened again and reached her thigh, she put a hand under the table and halted its progress. Rory had to continually stop this throughout the rest of the meal and dessert. After the meal was finished and Tristan had stood from his chair, Rory followed suit. "Thanks for dinner Mrs. DuGrey it was really nice."

Rory and Tristan made there way out of the dining room, "Well?"

"That wasn't so bad" Rory replied.

AN: Well... another chapter. I hope you all liked it. I was much happier with the response to the last chapter! Keep up the good work. Thanks to all of you who did review, and please do so again.