A/N: Okay, so, I changed my mind. I figured, hey, what kind of writer am I if I post one chapter and then don't even make time for my fic. So I'm going to make time for it, plus my friend who was going to help me just started an awesome story, so I'm going to do this.
Rory looked down the hall and saw Tristan standing at his locker, flirting with a Sophomore. She clenched her fists to stop them from shaking. She was nervous, something that hadn't happened to her in a long time. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, surprised at how reluctant she was to talk to someone who'd used to be one of her best friends. The last time she'd talked to him one on one had been at a party, the weekend before he and Summer broke up, and he'd protected her. There had been this weird guy that wouldn't leave her alone, no matter what she did, she'd tried everything she could think of. Tristan had shown up out of nowhere and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her cheek. This seriously pissed off the guy who wouldn't leave her alone, and Tristan ended up getting in a fight, for her. She hadn't even needed to ask for help, he was exactly like a brother to her.
That was why it was so strange that she was doing this, truthfully, she felt nothing more than platonic feelings for Tristan Dugrey, sure, he was attractive, but there was no straight girl in the world who wouldn't think the same. To think he looked good was only to be human. But still, there was no part of her that wanted to date Tristan. Although she did think it would be funny to see how he felt when the tables were turned on him. And even though Tristan had protected her numerous times, she could also name just as many times that he'd been a complete ass.
She walked to his locker, seeing that he'd already begun the lip lock with that girl. Rory put on her game face, the one every child ever born into society had perfected, especially the ones in the elite. She leaned against a locker next to his and held her books level with her chest before dropping them nonchalantly. An enormous 'BAM!' echoed through the hall and all the students froze. It was dead silent, everyone looking at Rory. Tristan broke away from the girl in front of him to look at Rory, his eyebrows raised in amusement. She shook her head and looked around, "Damn, drop your books and the whole world freezes."
Tristan smirked, "They slipped?"
Rory nodded, "Mmhm." she looked at the brunette who was still staring at her with wide eyes. Rory looked from her to the pile of books on the ground and back at her again. She shrugged, "Butterfingers. Could you be a doll and help me?" she bent down and got Rory's books obediently and handed them to her. She smiled, "Thanks sweetie. Now, I need to talk to Tristan." the girl looked at Tristan, asking silently if she had to listen to Rory. Tristan took a step away and nodded down the hall, "You heard her." the girl looked down and walked away sadly. Rory's stomach clenched at seeing what she herself had done. But Tristan had as well, and that made her sure she wanted to do this. She turned to Tristan, "Hey Dugrey, what's crackin?"
He leaned against the locker like her, "Nothin, so, what can I do for you, Hayden?"
She sighed, "Well, I have a question."
"Do you?"
"Yes."
"Shoot."
"Okay then, so, Tristan, you're coming to Devan's party tonight, right?"
He shrugged carelessly, "I might. Why?"
"Because, I'm going," she touched his chest lightly, "And I want to have fun tonight. It's been so long since I've done anything fun."
"And you want us to have fun?"
She bit her lip and giggled, "Yup. Just you and me."
He nodded, "Maybe."
She smiled, "So I'll see you tonight?"
He shrugged, "We'll see, I might go and I might not, depends on how I feel tonight."
Rory nodded confidently, "I'll see you tonight." and with a swish of her skirt, she disappeared, leaving a speechless Tristan behind.
Nathan, who'd been standing close to them walked up, "Did Hayden just tell you you're getting laid tonight?" he asked, laughing.
Tristan shook his head, "I don't know, did she?"
"Fun? Come on! Rory never comes on to guys like that. You're gettin laid."
Tristan just stared down the hall, did that really just happen?
Rory slammed the bathroom door on her way in, and all the lower class men ran out when they saw her face. Bailey, Summer, Desire, and London walked in. "Did you do it?" Bailey asked.
Rory groaned loudly, "I giggled! I giggled. Oh my god, I can't believe that I've sunk so low, as to giggle at Tristan Dugrey. Shoot me now."
"Is he coming?" Summer asked.
Rory splashed cold water on her face, "He's definitely coming. Wanna know why?!" she yelled.
Her friend's faces became worried. "Why?" London asked.
"Because he thinks he's getting laid!"
Bailey erupted into laughter, Desiree had a look of shock, London looked at Rory in disbelief, and Summer's knowing look was tinged with anger. "Ror, you're a virgin." Bailey coughed out.
"I know, but nobody other than you four and my parents do! Everyone thinks I'm a slut just because of my social status!"
"Sweetie, they think that of all of us."
Rory laid her head on the counter, "I can't believe I'm doing this." she groaned. "You four should know this is going to kill me."
"Why would it kill you?"
"Because, you know how close we all used to be! This is horrible! To do this to him would make me a complete hypocrite!"
"No, it wouldn't. He's done this to so many girls. Just think of it as repaying a debt. Trust me, he can't feel enough anymore." Desiree said, sitting on the counter. "He's the heartless bastard he's been for so long, and no matter how much you don't want to hurt him, you most likely won't."
Rory looked up, "I'm not sleeping with him, if you thought that I would-"
"Woah, woah, woah," Summer said, cutting her off, "Ror, we know you aren't going to sleep with him. you know you don't have to do this. You can get out at any time."
She sighed, "I know, I just- I don't want to get out of it, but I don't want to hurt him."
"Trust us, you won't."
THAT NIGHT, DESIREE'S HOUSE
Rory sat on the bed while the other four girls tore into the closet, trying to find something for her to wear. It took them almost an hour to decide on a jean mini skirt and a red halter top, revealing her flat stomach, yet leaving Tristan guessing. Summer sat down beside her, glaring at her best friend, "I hate you." she said, smiling. "You evil perfect body child."
Rory laid back, smiling. "I'm sorry." the truth was, almost all the girls at Chilton were jealous of Rory. She had a perfect body, but could eat whatever she wanted, not exercise, and not gain a pound. When they were freshmen, there had been a rumor that Rory was anorexic, but none of her friends believed it, considering how much the girl ate.
Desiree threw tight black pants and a deep blue midriff at Summer, "Try this on."
Summer pulled on the pants and slipped th shirt over her head, "What do you think?"
"Sexy."
Summer laughed, "Thanks."
"Anytime."
Her face fell, "But it's not good enough for Tristan. No, he wants skinny little bitches with no brains."
"Okay! That's it! I'm not doing this!" Rory yelled.
"What?!" all four other girls said in unison.
"Summer obviously is NOT over Tristan, and I'm not going to seduce him if she still has feelings for him."
"No, Rory, I really don't have any feelings for him. I'm just bitter. I promise."
Rory laid back, "Liar."
"No, really! I want you to do this. Seriously Rory, please, just ignore anything I say about him, please?"
"Summer, I don't want this to come between us."
"I know, I don't either."
"And you realize that if I get into this, I can't just back out. It won't have the same effect on him."
"I know. Just please, ignore me!"
"I can't! If you're going to get mad everytime we say the name Tristan then this is definitely not going to work!"
"I won't!"
"Both of you stop!" London yelled. "If you're already fighting then Rory's right, this definitely won't work. All she's even done is a little giggling and eyelash batting. If you two are already mad, this is a death wish, I hate to think what'll happen when you two start making out in school and everything."
"I won't care. Trust me."
Rory looked at London, who nodded, "Good because if you do, we're in for three months of hell."
THE PARTY
Rory walked in, followed closely by her friends. She turned around to say something and saw London nod to the left. Rory followed her gaze and saw Tristan staring at her, waiting for her to come up to him. He made eye contact, his look clearly saying, 'Come hither'. She turned away and followed Summer. Did he really think she'd go to him? He was going to come to her, she'd make sure of that. After all, this was her game, not his. They were playing by her rules. Summer went over to Matthew, and pulled him into a lip lock. Rory rolled her eyes, seeing all her friends pair up. She smiled upon seeing London walk into her line of vision, alone. She walked over and grabbed her friend's wrist, "Let's dance." she jerked her head towards the floor. Londy nodded and followed.
They were only dancing for five minuets when someone walked up behind Rory and pulled her back to his front, "You're killing me, Hayden." Tristan whispered into her ear.
She smirked and ground against him to the beat of the music, "Tired of sitting alone, Dugrey?"
"Very." he let his hands trail from her waist to rest on her hips. She smiled at London, who smirked back, grabbing the guy nearest her to dance with.
Rory turned around in Tristan's arms, "Having fun?"
"I am now."
She smirked, "I'm sure."
"Really. I am." Rory laughed and Tristan smirked, "So, what kind of 'fun' did you have in mind?"
She shrugged, "Dunno, what do you want to do?" His eyebrow arched suggestively. Rory laughed and slapped his arm playfully, "Bastard."
He kissed her temple, "Mm."
She grabbed his hand, "C'mon."
"Where're we going?"
"Follow me."
"Considering the fact that you're holding my hand, I don't really have a choice do I?" she stuck her tongue out at him. He laughed, "Real mature Hayden, real mature."
She smiled, "Thankya." They walked through the numerous people until they stopped in front of the indoor pool. He looked around at the almost empty room.
"A pool, nice." he looked at her, "Why are we at the pool?"
"I like swimming."
"This was what you meant when you said we'd have fun?"
"What did you think I meant?" she asked, looking at him innocently.
His jaw dropped and he stared at her, smiling slightly, "You're a tease."
Her jaw dropped in defiance, "I am not!"
"Yes you are!"
"Oh my god Tristan, no I am not."
"Oh my god Rory, yes you are." he mocked.
"How the hell am I a tease?!"
"The way you came up to me today, looked at me in that way you do, I thought I was going to die, and you say you want to have fun, and the whole time you were talking about swimming!" she tilted her head and bit her lip, smiling innocently, "You're doing it again! I'm leaving now, I am officially leaving. Bye. See ya later." Rory stared at his back, smiling. She knew he wouldn't leave. Tristan got to the door and stopped. The other people had left, so they were alone, he sighed, turning around, "Why can't I leave?" he groaned. Rory's smile brightened and he walked back to her, muttering things that sounded dangerously close to evil child. She grabbed his hand. "What now?" he asked. She pulled him close as if she would kiss him. He looked surprised at first, but it disappeared as she turned them so that he was facing the door over her shoulder, and she pushed him backwards, and into the pool.
She laughed and he came up with a surprised look on his face. "I-I'm sorry Tristan," she choked out through laughter, "It was a perfect opportunity, I couldn't pass it up. I'm so sorry."
"Lies."
"No, really. I just planned on pushing you away, but then I thought about-woah, Tristan, hang on a sec, just remember that you love me." she said as he got out of the water and started walking towards her.
"Right, I hope you can swim."
"No, no, Tristan, don't." she said, backing away. He walked faster. She ran and he bolted after, catching her in a few seconds and running back to the pool, jumping in with her in his arms. She came up, spitting water in his laughing face. She rolled her eyes and went under, swimming to the middle before coming back up again. "These parties can be so boring." she said across the pool.
He nodded and swam towards her, "Tell me about it." She closed her eyes and laid on her back, floating. He tilted his head, really looking at her for the first time in a while. Her lips were wet from just coming out of the water, and her dark hair was dyed red, but it look good either way. She had a deeply curved body and was a perfect size, her long hair fanned out in every direction because of the water, and her face was completely peaceful, even though the sound of the party could be heard through the closed doors.
Rory opened one eye and looked at him, "What?"
He laughed lightly, "You."
She narrowed her eyes playfully and stood up, "What about me?"
"You're just so..." he trailed off, thinking of the word, "Innocent, almost."
"Almost?"
"Almost." he held his fingers an inch apart.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because," he shook his head, "Your whole life you've been thrown into society, and you're still sweet and honest."
Rory looked away, "Not really."
Tristan touched her face gently, turning her head so she faced him, "Yes you are, I bet you still go outside, just to be in the rain." Rory looked away, smiling. He smiled at her, "You do, don't you? And I bet you wish on stars."
"Why do you think I do that?"
"Because." he wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her close, "I don't know another girl at Chilton who would seduce me, and then push me into a pool instead of a bed."
"Well, I'm not like the other girls at Chilton, am I?" she asked, and then wrapped her legs around his waist, realizing that he'd been slowly backing up and she could no longer touch the bottom. She smiled, "Why Mr. Dugrey, are you trying to seduce me?" she asked.
"What ever would make you think that?"
"Well, for some strange reason, I can no longer touch the bottom of the pool."
"Hm. Imagine that."
"Yes, and apparently you can."
"How strange."
"I thought so too, so, do you mind going back to where I can touch?"
"Actually, I do mind, I like our current position very much."
Rory laughed, "I'm sure you do, but see, I don't know how safe I feel in our 'current position'."
"Well, I can guarantee you're perfectly safe."
"Yes but see, I'm not sure how much I trust you."
"I'm completely trust worthy."
"And for some reason, I still don't believe you."
He rested his forehead on hers, "But you should."
She smiled, "Says you." she broke away and climbed out, "I'm gonna leave, I'll see you on Monday, Tris."
He leaned back, "Bye, Mary."
She turned back and glared playfully before walking away.
LONDON'S HOUSE, THAT NIGHT
"So, we didn't see much of you at the party." Summer said, smirking at Rory.
"Yeah, where were you?" Bailey asked.
Rory shrugged, "Me and Tristan went for a swim."
Deiree laughed, "Only you Rory, only you."
"So, details, Ror, details!" Summer said, jumping up and down excitedly.
"Nothing happened, we just played around and talked."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Nothing happened?" Bailey asked, surprised.
Rory laughed at her friends, "Nothing happened."
London shook her head, "This'll be an interesting three months."
CHILTON, MONDAY
Rory sauntered into the hall, going to her locker. London walked over, "So, how goes the seduction stage?"
"Well-"
Rory was cut off when someone called, "Hayden." she turned and saw Tristan in front of her. She opened her mouth to say something but was unable to as his lips crushed onto hers. It took her a moment to respond, but when she did, she kissed him back just as hard. He pulled away after a little while and smirked, "Later Mary. But the way, I had fun on Friday."
She stared at him, open mouthed as he walked away. London smirked, "Pretty damn well, I guess."
Rory nodded, still shocked, "Looks like it."
Rory looked down the hall and saw Tristan standing at his locker, flirting with a Sophomore. She clenched her fists to stop them from shaking. She was nervous, something that hadn't happened to her in a long time. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, surprised at how reluctant she was to talk to someone who'd used to be one of her best friends. The last time she'd talked to him one on one had been at a party, the weekend before he and Summer broke up, and he'd protected her. There had been this weird guy that wouldn't leave her alone, no matter what she did, she'd tried everything she could think of. Tristan had shown up out of nowhere and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her cheek. This seriously pissed off the guy who wouldn't leave her alone, and Tristan ended up getting in a fight, for her. She hadn't even needed to ask for help, he was exactly like a brother to her.
That was why it was so strange that she was doing this, truthfully, she felt nothing more than platonic feelings for Tristan Dugrey, sure, he was attractive, but there was no straight girl in the world who wouldn't think the same. To think he looked good was only to be human. But still, there was no part of her that wanted to date Tristan. Although she did think it would be funny to see how he felt when the tables were turned on him. And even though Tristan had protected her numerous times, she could also name just as many times that he'd been a complete ass.
She walked to his locker, seeing that he'd already begun the lip lock with that girl. Rory put on her game face, the one every child ever born into society had perfected, especially the ones in the elite. She leaned against a locker next to his and held her books level with her chest before dropping them nonchalantly. An enormous 'BAM!' echoed through the hall and all the students froze. It was dead silent, everyone looking at Rory. Tristan broke away from the girl in front of him to look at Rory, his eyebrows raised in amusement. She shook her head and looked around, "Damn, drop your books and the whole world freezes."
Tristan smirked, "They slipped?"
Rory nodded, "Mmhm." she looked at the brunette who was still staring at her with wide eyes. Rory looked from her to the pile of books on the ground and back at her again. She shrugged, "Butterfingers. Could you be a doll and help me?" she bent down and got Rory's books obediently and handed them to her. She smiled, "Thanks sweetie. Now, I need to talk to Tristan." the girl looked at Tristan, asking silently if she had to listen to Rory. Tristan took a step away and nodded down the hall, "You heard her." the girl looked down and walked away sadly. Rory's stomach clenched at seeing what she herself had done. But Tristan had as well, and that made her sure she wanted to do this. She turned to Tristan, "Hey Dugrey, what's crackin?"
He leaned against the locker like her, "Nothin, so, what can I do for you, Hayden?"
She sighed, "Well, I have a question."
"Do you?"
"Yes."
"Shoot."
"Okay then, so, Tristan, you're coming to Devan's party tonight, right?"
He shrugged carelessly, "I might. Why?"
"Because, I'm going," she touched his chest lightly, "And I want to have fun tonight. It's been so long since I've done anything fun."
"And you want us to have fun?"
She bit her lip and giggled, "Yup. Just you and me."
He nodded, "Maybe."
She smiled, "So I'll see you tonight?"
He shrugged, "We'll see, I might go and I might not, depends on how I feel tonight."
Rory nodded confidently, "I'll see you tonight." and with a swish of her skirt, she disappeared, leaving a speechless Tristan behind.
Nathan, who'd been standing close to them walked up, "Did Hayden just tell you you're getting laid tonight?" he asked, laughing.
Tristan shook his head, "I don't know, did she?"
"Fun? Come on! Rory never comes on to guys like that. You're gettin laid."
Tristan just stared down the hall, did that really just happen?
Rory slammed the bathroom door on her way in, and all the lower class men ran out when they saw her face. Bailey, Summer, Desire, and London walked in. "Did you do it?" Bailey asked.
Rory groaned loudly, "I giggled! I giggled. Oh my god, I can't believe that I've sunk so low, as to giggle at Tristan Dugrey. Shoot me now."
"Is he coming?" Summer asked.
Rory splashed cold water on her face, "He's definitely coming. Wanna know why?!" she yelled.
Her friend's faces became worried. "Why?" London asked.
"Because he thinks he's getting laid!"
Bailey erupted into laughter, Desiree had a look of shock, London looked at Rory in disbelief, and Summer's knowing look was tinged with anger. "Ror, you're a virgin." Bailey coughed out.
"I know, but nobody other than you four and my parents do! Everyone thinks I'm a slut just because of my social status!"
"Sweetie, they think that of all of us."
Rory laid her head on the counter, "I can't believe I'm doing this." she groaned. "You four should know this is going to kill me."
"Why would it kill you?"
"Because, you know how close we all used to be! This is horrible! To do this to him would make me a complete hypocrite!"
"No, it wouldn't. He's done this to so many girls. Just think of it as repaying a debt. Trust me, he can't feel enough anymore." Desiree said, sitting on the counter. "He's the heartless bastard he's been for so long, and no matter how much you don't want to hurt him, you most likely won't."
Rory looked up, "I'm not sleeping with him, if you thought that I would-"
"Woah, woah, woah," Summer said, cutting her off, "Ror, we know you aren't going to sleep with him. you know you don't have to do this. You can get out at any time."
She sighed, "I know, I just- I don't want to get out of it, but I don't want to hurt him."
"Trust us, you won't."
THAT NIGHT, DESIREE'S HOUSE
Rory sat on the bed while the other four girls tore into the closet, trying to find something for her to wear. It took them almost an hour to decide on a jean mini skirt and a red halter top, revealing her flat stomach, yet leaving Tristan guessing. Summer sat down beside her, glaring at her best friend, "I hate you." she said, smiling. "You evil perfect body child."
Rory laid back, smiling. "I'm sorry." the truth was, almost all the girls at Chilton were jealous of Rory. She had a perfect body, but could eat whatever she wanted, not exercise, and not gain a pound. When they were freshmen, there had been a rumor that Rory was anorexic, but none of her friends believed it, considering how much the girl ate.
Desiree threw tight black pants and a deep blue midriff at Summer, "Try this on."
Summer pulled on the pants and slipped th shirt over her head, "What do you think?"
"Sexy."
Summer laughed, "Thanks."
"Anytime."
Her face fell, "But it's not good enough for Tristan. No, he wants skinny little bitches with no brains."
"Okay! That's it! I'm not doing this!" Rory yelled.
"What?!" all four other girls said in unison.
"Summer obviously is NOT over Tristan, and I'm not going to seduce him if she still has feelings for him."
"No, Rory, I really don't have any feelings for him. I'm just bitter. I promise."
Rory laid back, "Liar."
"No, really! I want you to do this. Seriously Rory, please, just ignore anything I say about him, please?"
"Summer, I don't want this to come between us."
"I know, I don't either."
"And you realize that if I get into this, I can't just back out. It won't have the same effect on him."
"I know. Just please, ignore me!"
"I can't! If you're going to get mad everytime we say the name Tristan then this is definitely not going to work!"
"I won't!"
"Both of you stop!" London yelled. "If you're already fighting then Rory's right, this definitely won't work. All she's even done is a little giggling and eyelash batting. If you two are already mad, this is a death wish, I hate to think what'll happen when you two start making out in school and everything."
"I won't care. Trust me."
Rory looked at London, who nodded, "Good because if you do, we're in for three months of hell."
THE PARTY
Rory walked in, followed closely by her friends. She turned around to say something and saw London nod to the left. Rory followed her gaze and saw Tristan staring at her, waiting for her to come up to him. He made eye contact, his look clearly saying, 'Come hither'. She turned away and followed Summer. Did he really think she'd go to him? He was going to come to her, she'd make sure of that. After all, this was her game, not his. They were playing by her rules. Summer went over to Matthew, and pulled him into a lip lock. Rory rolled her eyes, seeing all her friends pair up. She smiled upon seeing London walk into her line of vision, alone. She walked over and grabbed her friend's wrist, "Let's dance." she jerked her head towards the floor. Londy nodded and followed.
They were only dancing for five minuets when someone walked up behind Rory and pulled her back to his front, "You're killing me, Hayden." Tristan whispered into her ear.
She smirked and ground against him to the beat of the music, "Tired of sitting alone, Dugrey?"
"Very." he let his hands trail from her waist to rest on her hips. She smiled at London, who smirked back, grabbing the guy nearest her to dance with.
Rory turned around in Tristan's arms, "Having fun?"
"I am now."
She smirked, "I'm sure."
"Really. I am." Rory laughed and Tristan smirked, "So, what kind of 'fun' did you have in mind?"
She shrugged, "Dunno, what do you want to do?" His eyebrow arched suggestively. Rory laughed and slapped his arm playfully, "Bastard."
He kissed her temple, "Mm."
She grabbed his hand, "C'mon."
"Where're we going?"
"Follow me."
"Considering the fact that you're holding my hand, I don't really have a choice do I?" she stuck her tongue out at him. He laughed, "Real mature Hayden, real mature."
She smiled, "Thankya." They walked through the numerous people until they stopped in front of the indoor pool. He looked around at the almost empty room.
"A pool, nice." he looked at her, "Why are we at the pool?"
"I like swimming."
"This was what you meant when you said we'd have fun?"
"What did you think I meant?" she asked, looking at him innocently.
His jaw dropped and he stared at her, smiling slightly, "You're a tease."
Her jaw dropped in defiance, "I am not!"
"Yes you are!"
"Oh my god Tristan, no I am not."
"Oh my god Rory, yes you are." he mocked.
"How the hell am I a tease?!"
"The way you came up to me today, looked at me in that way you do, I thought I was going to die, and you say you want to have fun, and the whole time you were talking about swimming!" she tilted her head and bit her lip, smiling innocently, "You're doing it again! I'm leaving now, I am officially leaving. Bye. See ya later." Rory stared at his back, smiling. She knew he wouldn't leave. Tristan got to the door and stopped. The other people had left, so they were alone, he sighed, turning around, "Why can't I leave?" he groaned. Rory's smile brightened and he walked back to her, muttering things that sounded dangerously close to evil child. She grabbed his hand. "What now?" he asked. She pulled him close as if she would kiss him. He looked surprised at first, but it disappeared as she turned them so that he was facing the door over her shoulder, and she pushed him backwards, and into the pool.
She laughed and he came up with a surprised look on his face. "I-I'm sorry Tristan," she choked out through laughter, "It was a perfect opportunity, I couldn't pass it up. I'm so sorry."
"Lies."
"No, really. I just planned on pushing you away, but then I thought about-woah, Tristan, hang on a sec, just remember that you love me." she said as he got out of the water and started walking towards her.
"Right, I hope you can swim."
"No, no, Tristan, don't." she said, backing away. He walked faster. She ran and he bolted after, catching her in a few seconds and running back to the pool, jumping in with her in his arms. She came up, spitting water in his laughing face. She rolled her eyes and went under, swimming to the middle before coming back up again. "These parties can be so boring." she said across the pool.
He nodded and swam towards her, "Tell me about it." She closed her eyes and laid on her back, floating. He tilted his head, really looking at her for the first time in a while. Her lips were wet from just coming out of the water, and her dark hair was dyed red, but it look good either way. She had a deeply curved body and was a perfect size, her long hair fanned out in every direction because of the water, and her face was completely peaceful, even though the sound of the party could be heard through the closed doors.
Rory opened one eye and looked at him, "What?"
He laughed lightly, "You."
She narrowed her eyes playfully and stood up, "What about me?"
"You're just so..." he trailed off, thinking of the word, "Innocent, almost."
"Almost?"
"Almost." he held his fingers an inch apart.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because," he shook his head, "Your whole life you've been thrown into society, and you're still sweet and honest."
Rory looked away, "Not really."
Tristan touched her face gently, turning her head so she faced him, "Yes you are, I bet you still go outside, just to be in the rain." Rory looked away, smiling. He smiled at her, "You do, don't you? And I bet you wish on stars."
"Why do you think I do that?"
"Because." he wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her close, "I don't know another girl at Chilton who would seduce me, and then push me into a pool instead of a bed."
"Well, I'm not like the other girls at Chilton, am I?" she asked, and then wrapped her legs around his waist, realizing that he'd been slowly backing up and she could no longer touch the bottom. She smiled, "Why Mr. Dugrey, are you trying to seduce me?" she asked.
"What ever would make you think that?"
"Well, for some strange reason, I can no longer touch the bottom of the pool."
"Hm. Imagine that."
"Yes, and apparently you can."
"How strange."
"I thought so too, so, do you mind going back to where I can touch?"
"Actually, I do mind, I like our current position very much."
Rory laughed, "I'm sure you do, but see, I don't know how safe I feel in our 'current position'."
"Well, I can guarantee you're perfectly safe."
"Yes but see, I'm not sure how much I trust you."
"I'm completely trust worthy."
"And for some reason, I still don't believe you."
He rested his forehead on hers, "But you should."
She smiled, "Says you." she broke away and climbed out, "I'm gonna leave, I'll see you on Monday, Tris."
He leaned back, "Bye, Mary."
She turned back and glared playfully before walking away.
LONDON'S HOUSE, THAT NIGHT
"So, we didn't see much of you at the party." Summer said, smirking at Rory.
"Yeah, where were you?" Bailey asked.
Rory shrugged, "Me and Tristan went for a swim."
Deiree laughed, "Only you Rory, only you."
"So, details, Ror, details!" Summer said, jumping up and down excitedly.
"Nothing happened, we just played around and talked."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Nothing happened?" Bailey asked, surprised.
Rory laughed at her friends, "Nothing happened."
London shook her head, "This'll be an interesting three months."
CHILTON, MONDAY
Rory sauntered into the hall, going to her locker. London walked over, "So, how goes the seduction stage?"
"Well-"
Rory was cut off when someone called, "Hayden." she turned and saw Tristan in front of her. She opened her mouth to say something but was unable to as his lips crushed onto hers. It took her a moment to respond, but when she did, she kissed him back just as hard. He pulled away after a little while and smirked, "Later Mary. But the way, I had fun on Friday."
She stared at him, open mouthed as he walked away. London smirked, "Pretty damn well, I guess."
Rory nodded, still shocked, "Looks like it."