Did you think I was never going to put out another chapter? I bet you
thought that this story was never going to be finished, well it will be.
Just give me more tests that I want to put off studying for :-D Hope
you're enjoying, oh and eventually all will be revealed.
Ch.4
Invited
We didn't talk much in the car. Our whole conversation consisted of 'Wow, nice car' to 'thanks, it's my mom's' we discussed where my car was and the fact that I would be attending Chilton again in the fall. It was when I pulled up to her house five minutes later that something rather peculiar happened.
"You can come in if you want," she said as I pulled the car up.
"Huh?"
"If you've got nothing better to do, you can come in and tell me about military school."
"What about your dinner?" Aah, why am I trying to talk her out of inviting me in? What's wrong with me? Isn't what I've wanted for years now?
"Not for another 30 minutes, it normally takes everyone else around fifteen minutes to get back her. So I have extra time to kill, all I need to do is take a shower, if you don't mind waiting for me for a few minutes."
"Uh sounds good. Just leave my car here?"
"Yea, that's fine."
I follow Rory into the house and I watch her walk up the stairs. Once again appreciating that skirt, especially now that we're alone. She turns and laughs when she sees me standing there "You can come upstairs Tristan, I promise I won't bite."
"Oh, I assumed I was just waiting down here while you showered." I quickly start up the stairs after her.
She leads me to her room, it's very not her, and it's obvious her grandmother had an interior decorator in here; I really can't imagine Rory liking the Backstreet Boys. "I'll be back in five minutes," she says as she grabs a dress that was lying on her bed.
With that Rory leaves me, I don't doubt that she won't be out in five minutes like she promised, in fact I doubt she'll even take that long. No matter what outward physical changes there were like the nails and the outfit, I knew that she was still Mary underneath it all. I walk around her room, there's very little revealed in this room about her personality. It's full of books, but that's the only thing that screams Rory because I'm not about to be caught poking around her drawers.
I'm flipping through a packet she had on her desk from Harvard as she walks out. Her hair's soaking wet and falls just a bit past her shoulders, it's still tangled from her shower. Her skin's a little red, but it still goes perfectly with that little slip of a dress she'd put on. It's pink, Mary in pink. Mary in pink; Mary in pink with a manicure and pedicure. Just then I notice her hair; it has layers and highlights, very subtle, but I doubt they're natural, she's not that tan. Mary in pink all done up and I start to wonder is she still Mary as I thought? She's brushing her hair as she realizes I'm looking at her. "What?" she says with a smile
"Nothing" I say with a shake of my head, but she continues to look at me. "You're all highlighted and manicured, it's different."
She looks down at her hands and laughs, "You're insane"
"Just figure that out?" I say smiling back at her. "So why Mike?" I ask her as I pick up a picture of them from her desk, there's no time like the present to find out what made him so special.
"Huh?" she's thrown off kilter by my change in subject.
"Why Mike, why are you going out with him, I'm sure a bunch of the guys must have gone after you." Do I sound jealous? Even if I am jealous, I certainly don't want to sound that way. I still have some pride left, very little where she was concerned, but still some remained.
"You mean I'm supposed to have more than the thick chestnut colored hair, the turquoise eyes, the six two and the fact that he's captain of the football team?" She says with a smile
"See now those are none of the reasons I'd expect you to be attracted…Okay let me change that, you'd be attracted, but see no point of doing anything because the fact remains that his grades are mediocre."
"He's a B student" Rory laughs at me
"What are you?" I shoot back
"Don't do this Tristan, I know exactly what's going through your head right now. You're trying to figure out why did she pick him and not me? I'm attractive; every girl in the school wants me, except for her that is. I'm an A student, granted not A+ like her, but then again I never do any work. I was captain of soccer team when I was only a sophomore and on the lacrosse team and we went to the state championships in both of them. So just come out and ask that question that we both know you want to. Why him and not me?"
"Fine Rory, why? Why did you pick him and not me? What made him better?" my voice is raw asking this, I'm trying my hardest to not let my emotions come through, but it's not working.
"Because you got your ass thrown in military school and you weren't around." Did her voice soften as she said the final words of 'you weren't around'?
"I'm around now." I lean forward in my chair
"And I'm taken now." She says with a simple shake of her head, she sends little droplets of water shooting out.
"You won't be for long." I once again lean back and smile at her
"You're too cocky" she says with a smile as she stands and walks over to her vanity where she sprays on perfume.
"You love it, you missed me. Admit it." I stand and I walk over to her.
"I'll do no such thing." She says right as I lean in to kiss her.
The kiss is once again amazing, but different, she's different, she's so incredibly different and it scares me because I know it still won't take away my love for her. I end our kiss, "What happened to you, Rory? You're so different."
"Is that bad?" she says looking up at me, her voice sounds strong and cocky, but once again her eyes are showing me something different, a weakness, a vulnerability that I don't remember.
"I'm gonna have to take the fifth on that." And I kiss her softly
Just then we hear the door open and Rory's grandmother's voice "Rory, I'm home." Rory pushes me away from her. She sits at her vanity and I move back over to her desk chair. "Julia should have dinner ready by now."
"Her name is Jessica." Rory replies back
"Oh whatever, it's a J close enough" she says as she says that she enters the room "Oh my you have a guest" she turns to Rory "Why do you have a guest?"
I stand and walk over to her "Tristan, Ma'am" I say as I go to shake her hand
"Tristan DuGrey, Grandmother, you know his grandfather, Janlen DuGrey." It shocks me that she remembers that little bit of information I had given her over a year ago.
"Ah yes you do look like Jan when he was younger, not so much your father though. Military school correct?"
"Uh yes ma'am" I say with nod of my head
"All reformed?" she looks at me and smiles "Wait I don't think I want to hear the answer to that."
I smile back at her "They let me come home, that's got to mean something."
"I suppose, so are you staying for dinner Tristan?"
""Uh Grandma" Rory nervously cuts in
"No Mrs. Gilmore, I unfortunately already made plans."
"Ah, well then I'll let you two say good-bye and I expect to see you downstairs in five minutes Rory. Nice to meet you Tristan
Ch.4
Invited
We didn't talk much in the car. Our whole conversation consisted of 'Wow, nice car' to 'thanks, it's my mom's' we discussed where my car was and the fact that I would be attending Chilton again in the fall. It was when I pulled up to her house five minutes later that something rather peculiar happened.
"You can come in if you want," she said as I pulled the car up.
"Huh?"
"If you've got nothing better to do, you can come in and tell me about military school."
"What about your dinner?" Aah, why am I trying to talk her out of inviting me in? What's wrong with me? Isn't what I've wanted for years now?
"Not for another 30 minutes, it normally takes everyone else around fifteen minutes to get back her. So I have extra time to kill, all I need to do is take a shower, if you don't mind waiting for me for a few minutes."
"Uh sounds good. Just leave my car here?"
"Yea, that's fine."
I follow Rory into the house and I watch her walk up the stairs. Once again appreciating that skirt, especially now that we're alone. She turns and laughs when she sees me standing there "You can come upstairs Tristan, I promise I won't bite."
"Oh, I assumed I was just waiting down here while you showered." I quickly start up the stairs after her.
She leads me to her room, it's very not her, and it's obvious her grandmother had an interior decorator in here; I really can't imagine Rory liking the Backstreet Boys. "I'll be back in five minutes," she says as she grabs a dress that was lying on her bed.
With that Rory leaves me, I don't doubt that she won't be out in five minutes like she promised, in fact I doubt she'll even take that long. No matter what outward physical changes there were like the nails and the outfit, I knew that she was still Mary underneath it all. I walk around her room, there's very little revealed in this room about her personality. It's full of books, but that's the only thing that screams Rory because I'm not about to be caught poking around her drawers.
I'm flipping through a packet she had on her desk from Harvard as she walks out. Her hair's soaking wet and falls just a bit past her shoulders, it's still tangled from her shower. Her skin's a little red, but it still goes perfectly with that little slip of a dress she'd put on. It's pink, Mary in pink. Mary in pink; Mary in pink with a manicure and pedicure. Just then I notice her hair; it has layers and highlights, very subtle, but I doubt they're natural, she's not that tan. Mary in pink all done up and I start to wonder is she still Mary as I thought? She's brushing her hair as she realizes I'm looking at her. "What?" she says with a smile
"Nothing" I say with a shake of my head, but she continues to look at me. "You're all highlighted and manicured, it's different."
She looks down at her hands and laughs, "You're insane"
"Just figure that out?" I say smiling back at her. "So why Mike?" I ask her as I pick up a picture of them from her desk, there's no time like the present to find out what made him so special.
"Huh?" she's thrown off kilter by my change in subject.
"Why Mike, why are you going out with him, I'm sure a bunch of the guys must have gone after you." Do I sound jealous? Even if I am jealous, I certainly don't want to sound that way. I still have some pride left, very little where she was concerned, but still some remained.
"You mean I'm supposed to have more than the thick chestnut colored hair, the turquoise eyes, the six two and the fact that he's captain of the football team?" She says with a smile
"See now those are none of the reasons I'd expect you to be attracted…Okay let me change that, you'd be attracted, but see no point of doing anything because the fact remains that his grades are mediocre."
"He's a B student" Rory laughs at me
"What are you?" I shoot back
"Don't do this Tristan, I know exactly what's going through your head right now. You're trying to figure out why did she pick him and not me? I'm attractive; every girl in the school wants me, except for her that is. I'm an A student, granted not A+ like her, but then again I never do any work. I was captain of soccer team when I was only a sophomore and on the lacrosse team and we went to the state championships in both of them. So just come out and ask that question that we both know you want to. Why him and not me?"
"Fine Rory, why? Why did you pick him and not me? What made him better?" my voice is raw asking this, I'm trying my hardest to not let my emotions come through, but it's not working.
"Because you got your ass thrown in military school and you weren't around." Did her voice soften as she said the final words of 'you weren't around'?
"I'm around now." I lean forward in my chair
"And I'm taken now." She says with a simple shake of her head, she sends little droplets of water shooting out.
"You won't be for long." I once again lean back and smile at her
"You're too cocky" she says with a smile as she stands and walks over to her vanity where she sprays on perfume.
"You love it, you missed me. Admit it." I stand and I walk over to her.
"I'll do no such thing." She says right as I lean in to kiss her.
The kiss is once again amazing, but different, she's different, she's so incredibly different and it scares me because I know it still won't take away my love for her. I end our kiss, "What happened to you, Rory? You're so different."
"Is that bad?" she says looking up at me, her voice sounds strong and cocky, but once again her eyes are showing me something different, a weakness, a vulnerability that I don't remember.
"I'm gonna have to take the fifth on that." And I kiss her softly
Just then we hear the door open and Rory's grandmother's voice "Rory, I'm home." Rory pushes me away from her. She sits at her vanity and I move back over to her desk chair. "Julia should have dinner ready by now."
"Her name is Jessica." Rory replies back
"Oh whatever, it's a J close enough" she says as she says that she enters the room "Oh my you have a guest" she turns to Rory "Why do you have a guest?"
I stand and walk over to her "Tristan, Ma'am" I say as I go to shake her hand
"Tristan DuGrey, Grandmother, you know his grandfather, Janlen DuGrey." It shocks me that she remembers that little bit of information I had given her over a year ago.
"Ah yes you do look like Jan when he was younger, not so much your father though. Military school correct?"
"Uh yes ma'am" I say with nod of my head
"All reformed?" she looks at me and smiles "Wait I don't think I want to hear the answer to that."
I smile back at her "They let me come home, that's got to mean something."
"I suppose, so are you staying for dinner Tristan?"
""Uh Grandma" Rory nervously cuts in
"No Mrs. Gilmore, I unfortunately already made plans."
"Ah, well then I'll let you two say good-bye and I expect to see you downstairs in five minutes Rory. Nice to meet you Tristan