Disclaimer: I don't own anything affiliated with Gilmore Girls
Rating: PG
Paring: Trory
Summary: Rory and Tristan were best friends in Hawaii when they were little, what happens when they meet again at high school, but don't recognize each other?

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And you are???

Flashback:

Her locker sprung open revealing three pictures.

One was of a man who looked like he was in his thirties. The next one was of a woman with dark hair and a coffee cup in her hand, and even thought that person looked somewhat familiar, it was the third picture that stole his breath.

It was of two small children; a boy of four years, and a little girl of three. The children were sitting at the base of a palm tree, their blue eyes locked in a laugh. Tristan knew that picture, hell, he knew those kids. Because one of them was him. He whipped his head to look at the Mary. And as his eyes met with her identical ones, he let out a gasped word... "Rory?"

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Rory's POV

"Rory?" He gasped with a bewildered look upon his face.
So he DID know my name, well that would have to be a first. But seriously, what the hell was he doing staring at me like I was a new found species?

After putting up with his staring for a few seconds, I'd had enough.

"Yes that is my name, I'm glad that you have finally come to your senses and decided to use it. And now, if you don't mind, I have to be getting home."
Pushing past his tall frame, I walked down the hallway towards the exit. Stopping in the doorframe just before exiting, I turned around and looked back down the long corridor.
At the end, with his back facing towards me, he still stood, staring off into space.

And then with one last glance down the corridor, I headed out the exit, and got on the bus that carried me back to my new home in Stars Hollow.

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On arriving back at our house around about an hour and a half later, I walked up our driveway, and to my astonishment, discovered my mother on the roof of our house.
Apparently she was trying to the television remote out of the gutters. How it got there in the first place though, I have absolutely NO idea what's so ever. But after living with her all my 16years, I have learned that most likely when my mother and a strange incident is concerned, it's better not to ask into it.

After a dinner of stale bread and butter sandwiches (We seriously need to go shopping sometime soon.) mom and I watched some old friends re-runs before I headed upstairs to get started on my homework.
According to the amount of Homework I had been landed with today, Chilton really did expect a lot more from us than my past school in Honolulu.

I had just finished my math, and was just getting started on my English when an instant message popped up on my computer screen next to me.
Ignoring it, I continued on reading "Rome and Juliet" which we were studying this term.
A few minutes later another message flashed.
Becoming curious of who wanted to talk to me that much at such a late hour, I clicked to read the messages. I smiled when the name 'IMAGOD18' appeared before my eyes.
Clicking a further button to read and reply to his messages, I laughed to myself after reading what he had written. He knows me so well that sometimes it really does freak me out.

IMAGOD18: hey Rory, ya there?

IMAGOD: Are you rejecting me for your homework? I'm astounded!!!
COFFEELUVR55: okay, that's just freaking me out!
IMAGOD18: what can I tell you… I'm a god :)

COFFEELUVR55: okay then, leaving now…
IMAGOD18: nah ya wouldn't. But anyway, I've been meaning to ask you; where have you moved to?
COFFEELUVR55: Haven't I told you? Sorry. Mom and I now live in Connecticut.
IMAGOD18: no shit?
COFFEELUVR55: um, do I wanna ask what?
IMAGOD18: I'm guessing so, considering the fact that I live there as well.

COFFEELUVR55: NO SHIT?

IMAGOD18: yeah, exactly. But anyway, how was your first day at school?
COFFEELUVR55: completely off the subject, but anyhow, my day was absolutely terrible.
IMAGOD18: what happened?
COFFEELUVR55: Well for one thing, I met Mr. asshole of the universe. All he does is sit there, smirk, look pretty and call me rude names.
IMAGOD18: Look pretty?
COFFEELUVR55: yeah. Hey I really have to go now and finish my work okay? I'll talk to ya later on.
IMAGOD18: you disappoint me, but yeah, ill talk to you again at another time. See ya Mary.

I quickly logged off and got straight back into my work, but something kept nagging me at the back of my mind, and it was only just as I was about to fall asleep later on that I realized what it was. As he said goodbye, Tristan had said to me 'see ya Mary'. Usually it wouldn't have bothered me as he has called me that since my thirteenth birthday, but after the events of today… it seemed like a bit too much of a coincidence. Eventually I drifted off to sleep, still puzzling over it.

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Off In Hartford, a certain Tristan DuGrey was smirking silently into his dark and empty house. Plan A of the remembrance plan had just been installed.

THE END

AN: hey to everyone reading this. I really have to apologize that I haven't update in such a long time. I have been writing my one tree hill fanfic, and that's really the only excuse I have.

I hope that this chapter was okay, I know that its really rather short, and that the majority of it is in dialogue, but I felt that I needed to include that, as this is mainly just a filler chapter.

Please please update and tell me your opinions and ideas. I really appreciate it!