The Bump in the Road
Rating: Teen. Always rate my stories this, just in case.
Disclaimer: I own some things, but not these characters. But that poster of Chad Michael Murray? Mine! All mine! And if I catch my little sister and her friend trying to make out with it again I'll be forced to…to…yell? lol.
Summary: How will Logan being around affect Rory and Tristan's relationship? LoganRoryTristan fic, ultimately Trory. Sequel to The Saga of Mary and Bible Boy.
Chapter 2: Very Well Be Screwed
Recap:
As he watched the ace reporter exchange pleasantries and then head off to join a group also including a fellow troublemaker and old buddy of his, he was certain. Definitely the DuGrey smirk.
Tristan wrapped his arm around Rory as she joined the group by the bar. He inhaled the scent of coffee and mango shampoo and sighed inwardly at the familiarity of it.
It was amazing how he never got tired of this girl. When he wasn't with her, he thought about her constantly. Do people really fall out of love? he wondered. Not possible.
"DuGrey," a voice from behind stated in a friendly manner.
He turned. "Logan! Long time no see!"
"Yah. How long has it been?"
"Since before military school, I think."
Logan laughed. "Oh yah. That was some dumb ass move you pulled there buddy," Logan stated, smirking. "When I told you to rob a safe or something, I didn't think you'd take it seriously."
"Yah…"
"Hmm Mmm," Rory interrupted. She hated it when people reminisced the good old days and she had no clue what they were talking about. This seemed to be one of those moments.
"Yah. Um… Logan Huntzberger, Mary. Mary, Logan Huntzberger," he introduced.
"I thought her name was Rory…" Logan questioned, thinking someone was just pulling his leg.
"Oh. Her name is Rory. But she's my Mary," Tristan explained, hugging her tightly.
"Aaaaah. Well in order to better acquaint myself with Rory here, may I have this dance?" he asked cockily as he fluttered his hand and bent down into a gentlemanly bow.
She glanced in Tristan's direction silently asking for approval. He smiled and nodded. He trusted her.
She took Logan's hand with a smile, and allowed him to lead her towards the dance floor.
But as they left, Tristan's smile slowly turned into a worried frown.
He had known Logan Huntzberger all his life, and the two had practically an identical personality.
And that meant, if he decided he wanted something his pride and stubborn streak wouldn't allow him to give up until he had it….
Or her.
He just hoped Logan Huntzberger wouldn't come to fancy Lorelai Leigh Gilmore. Mary. His Mary.
Because if he did, Tristan knew he could very well be screwed.
A/N: So there it is. Once again, sorry it's so short. I just want to take my time, and get another chapter up before I go on vacation. I was so happy to get reviews from people saying they've been reading all my stories and have liked them. Especially since they had never reviewed before. It really boosts a girl's ego a lot, lol. Everyone just wants to know someone's reading it. So even if you just right 'Hey, I'm reading this,' it is still great encouragement. So please review!
Later, Sarah