"What are you doing here?!" Jess short of roared at Tristan.
"No, Jess, wait!" Rory shouted, placing herself defiantly between the two boys. Tristan remained as relaxed as ever, a complacent I-know-I-should-be-here smile on his face, "Well, well, well," he said smugly, "If it isn't lil 'ol Jess, from lil 'ol Luke's Diner. It's a pleasure," he extended his hand and bowed mockly.
Insulted, but angry as ever, Jess, controlled himself as he grinned back, dripping sarcasm, "The pleasure's all mine...and so's Rory."
You could almost see the smile slide off Tristan's face. The smug smirk was immediately replaced with a scowl of displeasure, "So...you and Rory are an item then, I take it?" he cast Rory a short, almost accusatory glance.
"Erm...yes, Tristan," said Rory, unsure of what to do, "We've been going out for the past week now."
Despite the fact that Jess felt mad at Rory, for bouncing from him, and then to Dean, and now to this annoying Tristan guy, he could feel that sense of pride welling up inside him, "Darn right we are," he said, laying his hand conspicuously on Rory's shoulder.
"Oh...I see..." the smile was back again, "Well then...I'll see you around, Rory...Jess..." he spat out Jess' name like a foul medicine. Then he laughed. A pretty loud laugh, free of self-consciousness, "I'll see you around," he repeated.
"Whoa," said Rory, after he'd ran round the corner, "I know Tristan can be pretty freaky but that laugh was almost freakier than usual," she struggled with a small smile, turned to face Jess and kissed him squarely on the mouth, a nice surprise for Jess if there ever was one.
"What was that for?" he asked, grinning.
"Can't I kiss my own boyfriend?" she teased. And then she was serious again, "That was for being so nice to me, all through my whole Dean thing. I mean, I know it must have been really hard for you to see me so bummed over my breaking up with him, but you've been nothing but understanding this whole time...and I'm so sorry for being such a jerk." Jess stopped for a moment, took a step back, observed her face and smiled.
"What?" she asked noticing, the corners of her mouth lifting.
"Nothing," he laughed, sharing a secret to himself.
"No! Seriously, what?! Do I have cabbage stuck in my teeth or something?" Rory ran her tongue over her teeth.
"No," Jess smiled, "But I'll get it out for you anyway," and then he leant down to kiss her.
"Ugh," Rory thought to herself, "whoever invented Ad. Maths?" Groaning, she shifted the heavy textbooks from her hands into her locker. She was glad that lesson was over...but wait...? What was...??
"Oh...my...gosh," Rory beheld the beautiful bouquet of flowers in her locker...
"What are those?!" Paris ran quickly to her, "Are those...flowers?! From a secret admirer?? Who's it from!?" Questions quickly flew from her mouth.
"I-I don't know..."
"Quick, check the name tag!"
"Erm...okay..." Rory searched frantically for one, "there isn't one."
"What!? There isn't one!!?" Paris screeched. The whole hallway turned to look at them, before shuffling off muttering about tuition classes.
"Nope...there isn't one..." Rory ended resignedly..."But I have a pretty good idea who it may be," she thought silently...
NOTE!!! I haven't watched GG for a LONG time! In my country, they don't show it anymore, so I'm not up-to-date, so if there are any errors feel free to tell me. And sorry that my chapters are getting shorter, more dragged-on and less updated - my studies are getting into the way of my computer time, but I will try by all means to keep this going no matter what! :D
"No, Jess, wait!" Rory shouted, placing herself defiantly between the two boys. Tristan remained as relaxed as ever, a complacent I-know-I-should-be-here smile on his face, "Well, well, well," he said smugly, "If it isn't lil 'ol Jess, from lil 'ol Luke's Diner. It's a pleasure," he extended his hand and bowed mockly.
Insulted, but angry as ever, Jess, controlled himself as he grinned back, dripping sarcasm, "The pleasure's all mine...and so's Rory."
You could almost see the smile slide off Tristan's face. The smug smirk was immediately replaced with a scowl of displeasure, "So...you and Rory are an item then, I take it?" he cast Rory a short, almost accusatory glance.
"Erm...yes, Tristan," said Rory, unsure of what to do, "We've been going out for the past week now."
Despite the fact that Jess felt mad at Rory, for bouncing from him, and then to Dean, and now to this annoying Tristan guy, he could feel that sense of pride welling up inside him, "Darn right we are," he said, laying his hand conspicuously on Rory's shoulder.
"Oh...I see..." the smile was back again, "Well then...I'll see you around, Rory...Jess..." he spat out Jess' name like a foul medicine. Then he laughed. A pretty loud laugh, free of self-consciousness, "I'll see you around," he repeated.
"Whoa," said Rory, after he'd ran round the corner, "I know Tristan can be pretty freaky but that laugh was almost freakier than usual," she struggled with a small smile, turned to face Jess and kissed him squarely on the mouth, a nice surprise for Jess if there ever was one.
"What was that for?" he asked, grinning.
"Can't I kiss my own boyfriend?" she teased. And then she was serious again, "That was for being so nice to me, all through my whole Dean thing. I mean, I know it must have been really hard for you to see me so bummed over my breaking up with him, but you've been nothing but understanding this whole time...and I'm so sorry for being such a jerk." Jess stopped for a moment, took a step back, observed her face and smiled.
"What?" she asked noticing, the corners of her mouth lifting.
"Nothing," he laughed, sharing a secret to himself.
"No! Seriously, what?! Do I have cabbage stuck in my teeth or something?" Rory ran her tongue over her teeth.
"No," Jess smiled, "But I'll get it out for you anyway," and then he leant down to kiss her.
"Ugh," Rory thought to herself, "whoever invented Ad. Maths?" Groaning, she shifted the heavy textbooks from her hands into her locker. She was glad that lesson was over...but wait...? What was...??
"Oh...my...gosh," Rory beheld the beautiful bouquet of flowers in her locker...
"What are those?!" Paris ran quickly to her, "Are those...flowers?! From a secret admirer?? Who's it from!?" Questions quickly flew from her mouth.
"I-I don't know..."
"Quick, check the name tag!"
"Erm...okay..." Rory searched frantically for one, "there isn't one."
"What!? There isn't one!!?" Paris screeched. The whole hallway turned to look at them, before shuffling off muttering about tuition classes.
"Nope...there isn't one..." Rory ended resignedly..."But I have a pretty good idea who it may be," she thought silently...
NOTE!!! I haven't watched GG for a LONG time! In my country, they don't show it anymore, so I'm not up-to-date, so if there are any errors feel free to tell me. And sorry that my chapters are getting shorter, more dragged-on and less updated - my studies are getting into the way of my computer time, but I will try by all means to keep this going no matter what! :D
