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Rory and Dean broke up, she's going out with Jess, and the kiss at the piano did happen. Everything more or less happened, and Luke and Lorelai are married with a seven year old girl, Stephanie, and a five year old boy, Daniel.
Summary: Some secrets are better off kept, some you should tell. Bad summary. Trory.
Disclaimer: I only own this story, my imagination, and the people you don't recognize. I wish I owned Chad though. :)
enjoy!
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Rory had spent all of Sunday sightseeing. She had been very interested in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Tristan had been bored out of his mind, she remembered. She finally decided to end his misery, by bringing him to an exhibit with naked woman painted.
This held him over a little longer, but he soon complained about the body parts being out of proportion. How did he know that? Oh yea, his name is Tristan Dugrey.
Rory had slept like a baby that night. She wondered what the school would be like tomorrow, and before she could think more about it, she felt someone pushing her shoulder, telling her to wake up.
She slowly opened her eyes to see a blurry person standing over her. As her eyes focused, she saw Jake.
'Hey Jake.'
'Hey, umm, were you in Tristan's bed Saturday night too?'
'Guilty.' Rory said blushing.
'Ahh, it's okay. I was just curious after coming in here to find you and Tristan sleeping—in the same bed.'
'Is that okay? This place kinda scares me. I'll get used to it, I just, well he's the only thing I have from my past.'
'It's fine, but Tristan's in the shower and if you wanna take one, he'll be out in about five minutes. Otherwise I'll let you sleep for like another half an hour. Then you should get up to leave for school.'
'Oh, thanks. I will take a shower!' she said smiling. She was glad she slept in her cotton pajamas.
'Okay. They serve breakfast at the school and every Monday, Tristan buys his breakfast, so if that's okay with you...'
'That's fine. Thanks.'
'Okay.' He smiled and left the room. She noticed that he was already dressed, and looked like he was leaving soon.
Tristan came back into the room fully dressed. He was wearing jeans and a green army tee. Rory couldn't help but notice how good he looked.
'Are you done in the bathroom?'
'Yup! It's all yours.' He said putting his dirty laundry into a bag. She smiled and walked to the bathroom. When she was done she spent a good ten minutes figuring out to wear. Her mom always taught her first impressions were always the best, except for the first day of Chilton and her moms apparel!
'hey Rory! Come on, you don't need to put on everything!' Jake called putting his books in his bag for school. Rory emerged after a minute wearing khaki pleated skirt and a black short sleeve shirt that tied up the sides. She wore converse high tops for shoes. Jake whistled and Rory blushed.
'Come on Rory.' Jake laughed leading her outside after Tristan. Jake got a ride from a friend and Rory went with Tristan onto the subway. She kept getting this looks, like someone was gonna jump her.
'Umm, Tristan, umm, everyone's staring at me.' She said quietly when she was seated with him on the train.
'I've noticed.' He laughed.
'Can you do something?' she pleaded.
'Will you get mad if I kissed you? That would make them look on with jealousy.'
'Okay.' She said reluctantly.
'It wont mean anything, I promise. Just play along.' She nodded. Tristan thought quickly and whispered jibber jabber in her ear. She laughed flirtatiously. They couldn't help but notice the stares they were getting, and how quickly the seats were filling.
Next he took her hand and kissed it sweetly, she tried her best to hide her red cheeks and snuggled up against his chest. There was a woman who was standing obviously in search of a seat. She was one of the on lookers.
'Follow my lead.' He whispered into her hair.
'Kay.' She mumbled.
'Excuse me?' Tristan got the attention of the lady.
'Mmm?'
'Do you want my seat?' he asked.
'Oh, umm, are you sure?' she asked.
'Yea.' He got up and let the lady into his seat, so that now Tristan was standing. Rory took this as her chance.
'Babe, you said, your head hurt.'
'I'm fine.'
'No, here.' She stood and Tristan sat down. She sat down on his lap.
'Now we can all sit!' she said gleefully. She put her hands to his chest and sliding them around his neck to hold on.
'Are you two boyfriend/girlfriend?' the lady asked.
'Yea, almost a year, right?' she asked Tristan.
'Oh, umm, yea, wow, that long.' He smirked.
'You two couldn't be that old.'
'We're Seniors.' Tristan said.
'Oh, wow, are you two excited for college?'
'Yea.' Rory answered for them. The subway P.A. announced their stop.
'Nice meeting you.' Rory said before dragging Tristan off.
'Seniors?' she asked.
' I forgot to mention that I applied for senior year, didn't I.'
'Umm, yea!!' Rory said.
'Well, you could be a Junior if you want, but Senior year is more exciting. Plus we're learning the same stuff this year as we did last year!'
'Fine, but what about SAT's?'
'I'm using my old ones. You should too. They're high enough, right? Don't you have a 1497?'
'Yea, but, fine!!' Rory said although she really was excited to be a senior.
'I knew you'd agree to it!'
'Yea, but it was a 1511, not a 1497.'
'Well that just makes you smarter!' he said.
'So you know what I got, what about you?'
'1583.' He said quietly. Rory made a humph noise and clasped hands with Tristan so she wouldn't get lost.
About 20 minutes later they went into a large school building. By the way kids dressed, Rory could tell that the majority of the school was quite wealthy.
'Mrs. Carrol, I have a friend who may be joining the school.' Tristan said to the secretary.
'All right. Mr. Floyd should be in his office.' Tristan got Rory registered and brought her to his homeroom. There were three girls sitting on desks holding a plate of cookies.
'Hey Tristan.' One of the girls said to Tristan, holding out the plate.
'Okay whats this for?'
'Just a welcome to our school.' He rolled her eyes and said thanks turning to bring Rory over to another group of desks.
'Okay, why am I feeling a strong vibe from those girls?' Rory asked when they were alone.
'There all competing for me.'
'That's sick.'
'Yup, all you have to do is ask.' Tristan smirked.
'You helped me out on the subway so, I'll help you out here.' She said bravely.
'You sure? You make a move on me, and you'll probably get a death wish!'
'Yea, I know, but I owe you.' She said.
'Okay. Any plans?'
'Yup.' Rory told him to stay and she walked over to the tissue box and took a tissue. She spit her gum into it and walked back to Tristan. She looked through her bag and pulled out a compact, and observed herself. Content with her reflection she put it away.
'You don't need that Mary.' He whispered in her ear.
'Really?' she asked pouting. The other girls looked over in severe jealousy. One more girl to compete with. They watched in anger as the girl gave him a kiss right on the lips.
'You know you don't have to kiss me.' He whispered when they broke apart.
'Yea, but those bimbo's are drooling over you and I cant help but make them even more jealous!'
'You wanna go to prom with me?' he asked randomly.
'Tristan, we have like seven months before that!'
'I know, but that invite still stands.'
'Okay.' She said smiling.
The week went by fast. She met some new girls who just thought of Tristan as another player. Rory tried to look at him that way, but she was caught up in the competition to be his girl. She knew that they both liked each other and every time they kissed, she felt a rush go through her body.
There was a something unexplainable, but she had made it clear numerous times that she didn't want to date him. What he didn't know was that there was supposed to be a, "yet" at the end of that statement.
Please RR!!! I love all of you who review, because it either gives me a boost of confidence or makes me improve my writing! Thanks. Kiki :0)
Rory and Dean broke up, she's going out with Jess, and the kiss at the piano did happen. Everything more or less happened, and Luke and Lorelai are married with a seven year old girl, Stephanie, and a five year old boy, Daniel.
Summary: Some secrets are better off kept, some you should tell. Bad summary. Trory.
Disclaimer: I only own this story, my imagination, and the people you don't recognize. I wish I owned Chad though. :)
enjoy!
))))))))))))))))))(((((((((((((((((
Rory had spent all of Sunday sightseeing. She had been very interested in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Tristan had been bored out of his mind, she remembered. She finally decided to end his misery, by bringing him to an exhibit with naked woman painted.
This held him over a little longer, but he soon complained about the body parts being out of proportion. How did he know that? Oh yea, his name is Tristan Dugrey.
Rory had slept like a baby that night. She wondered what the school would be like tomorrow, and before she could think more about it, she felt someone pushing her shoulder, telling her to wake up.
She slowly opened her eyes to see a blurry person standing over her. As her eyes focused, she saw Jake.
'Hey Jake.'
'Hey, umm, were you in Tristan's bed Saturday night too?'
'Guilty.' Rory said blushing.
'Ahh, it's okay. I was just curious after coming in here to find you and Tristan sleeping—in the same bed.'
'Is that okay? This place kinda scares me. I'll get used to it, I just, well he's the only thing I have from my past.'
'It's fine, but Tristan's in the shower and if you wanna take one, he'll be out in about five minutes. Otherwise I'll let you sleep for like another half an hour. Then you should get up to leave for school.'
'Oh, thanks. I will take a shower!' she said smiling. She was glad she slept in her cotton pajamas.
'Okay. They serve breakfast at the school and every Monday, Tristan buys his breakfast, so if that's okay with you...'
'That's fine. Thanks.'
'Okay.' He smiled and left the room. She noticed that he was already dressed, and looked like he was leaving soon.
Tristan came back into the room fully dressed. He was wearing jeans and a green army tee. Rory couldn't help but notice how good he looked.
'Are you done in the bathroom?'
'Yup! It's all yours.' He said putting his dirty laundry into a bag. She smiled and walked to the bathroom. When she was done she spent a good ten minutes figuring out to wear. Her mom always taught her first impressions were always the best, except for the first day of Chilton and her moms apparel!
'hey Rory! Come on, you don't need to put on everything!' Jake called putting his books in his bag for school. Rory emerged after a minute wearing khaki pleated skirt and a black short sleeve shirt that tied up the sides. She wore converse high tops for shoes. Jake whistled and Rory blushed.
'Come on Rory.' Jake laughed leading her outside after Tristan. Jake got a ride from a friend and Rory went with Tristan onto the subway. She kept getting this looks, like someone was gonna jump her.
'Umm, Tristan, umm, everyone's staring at me.' She said quietly when she was seated with him on the train.
'I've noticed.' He laughed.
'Can you do something?' she pleaded.
'Will you get mad if I kissed you? That would make them look on with jealousy.'
'Okay.' She said reluctantly.
'It wont mean anything, I promise. Just play along.' She nodded. Tristan thought quickly and whispered jibber jabber in her ear. She laughed flirtatiously. They couldn't help but notice the stares they were getting, and how quickly the seats were filling.
Next he took her hand and kissed it sweetly, she tried her best to hide her red cheeks and snuggled up against his chest. There was a woman who was standing obviously in search of a seat. She was one of the on lookers.
'Follow my lead.' He whispered into her hair.
'Kay.' She mumbled.
'Excuse me?' Tristan got the attention of the lady.
'Mmm?'
'Do you want my seat?' he asked.
'Oh, umm, are you sure?' she asked.
'Yea.' He got up and let the lady into his seat, so that now Tristan was standing. Rory took this as her chance.
'Babe, you said, your head hurt.'
'I'm fine.'
'No, here.' She stood and Tristan sat down. She sat down on his lap.
'Now we can all sit!' she said gleefully. She put her hands to his chest and sliding them around his neck to hold on.
'Are you two boyfriend/girlfriend?' the lady asked.
'Yea, almost a year, right?' she asked Tristan.
'Oh, umm, yea, wow, that long.' He smirked.
'You two couldn't be that old.'
'We're Seniors.' Tristan said.
'Oh, wow, are you two excited for college?'
'Yea.' Rory answered for them. The subway P.A. announced their stop.
'Nice meeting you.' Rory said before dragging Tristan off.
'Seniors?' she asked.
' I forgot to mention that I applied for senior year, didn't I.'
'Umm, yea!!' Rory said.
'Well, you could be a Junior if you want, but Senior year is more exciting. Plus we're learning the same stuff this year as we did last year!'
'Fine, but what about SAT's?'
'I'm using my old ones. You should too. They're high enough, right? Don't you have a 1497?'
'Yea, but, fine!!' Rory said although she really was excited to be a senior.
'I knew you'd agree to it!'
'Yea, but it was a 1511, not a 1497.'
'Well that just makes you smarter!' he said.
'So you know what I got, what about you?'
'1583.' He said quietly. Rory made a humph noise and clasped hands with Tristan so she wouldn't get lost.
About 20 minutes later they went into a large school building. By the way kids dressed, Rory could tell that the majority of the school was quite wealthy.
'Mrs. Carrol, I have a friend who may be joining the school.' Tristan said to the secretary.
'All right. Mr. Floyd should be in his office.' Tristan got Rory registered and brought her to his homeroom. There were three girls sitting on desks holding a plate of cookies.
'Hey Tristan.' One of the girls said to Tristan, holding out the plate.
'Okay whats this for?'
'Just a welcome to our school.' He rolled her eyes and said thanks turning to bring Rory over to another group of desks.
'Okay, why am I feeling a strong vibe from those girls?' Rory asked when they were alone.
'There all competing for me.'
'That's sick.'
'Yup, all you have to do is ask.' Tristan smirked.
'You helped me out on the subway so, I'll help you out here.' She said bravely.
'You sure? You make a move on me, and you'll probably get a death wish!'
'Yea, I know, but I owe you.' She said.
'Okay. Any plans?'
'Yup.' Rory told him to stay and she walked over to the tissue box and took a tissue. She spit her gum into it and walked back to Tristan. She looked through her bag and pulled out a compact, and observed herself. Content with her reflection she put it away.
'You don't need that Mary.' He whispered in her ear.
'Really?' she asked pouting. The other girls looked over in severe jealousy. One more girl to compete with. They watched in anger as the girl gave him a kiss right on the lips.
'You know you don't have to kiss me.' He whispered when they broke apart.
'Yea, but those bimbo's are drooling over you and I cant help but make them even more jealous!'
'You wanna go to prom with me?' he asked randomly.
'Tristan, we have like seven months before that!'
'I know, but that invite still stands.'
'Okay.' She said smiling.
The week went by fast. She met some new girls who just thought of Tristan as another player. Rory tried to look at him that way, but she was caught up in the competition to be his girl. She knew that they both liked each other and every time they kissed, she felt a rush go through her body.
There was a something unexplainable, but she had made it clear numerous times that she didn't want to date him. What he didn't know was that there was supposed to be a, "yet" at the end of that statement.
Please RR!!! I love all of you who review, because it either gives me a boost of confidence or makes me improve my writing! Thanks. Kiki :0)