AN: ok I know it's been a long time since I updated and I am very sorry but I when I actually had the time to write I have no ideas and then school started again and I have been very busy with that and some other things. I will try to update more often but I'm not making any promises but I will try! And I came up with some very good chapters but again, I can't put them up for quite some time so I'm working my way to get the story to that point. Ideas are always welcome and very greatly appreciated!!! Ok enough of my rambling and on with the story!

Paris arrived annoyingly on time and the rest sauntered in a good 15 minutes later. They started rehearsing almost immediately after everyone arrived due to Paris's persisting manor.

TRISTAN: Here's to my love. Oh true apothecary, thy drugs are quick. Line?

PARIS: Thus with a kiss, I die. How hard is that to remember?

TRISTAN: Thus with a kiss, I die. Right. And then I kiss her, right?

PARIS: Yes. You say 'Thus with a kiss, I die.' Then you kiss her and die. Why are you smiling? You think this is a joke? The performance is this weekend!

TRISTAN: Wait, really? Oh my God. I totally missed it the first 47 times you said it.

PARIS: I warned you. I am not going to fail this because of you. I will replace you with Brad in a second.

BRAD: Oh, dear God, no.

RORY: Can we just get through the scene?

MADELINE: Please.

PARIS: Fine. But yell line once more and you're out. Start memorizing.

TRISTAN: Oh true apothecary, thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss, I die.

Rory sits up for a minute after Tristan just stops.

PARIS: Rory, lie down, you're dead.

LOUISE: We all are.

RORY: I need to take five.

PARIS: You know what? Let's all take five. That way you can all cancel whatever plans you had tonight because we are staying here until we get this right.

Brad pulls out his cell phone

LOUISE: "Who could you possibly be calling?" she says as she pulls out her own phone and begins to dial.

Rory walks to the door and leans on the frame and watches Tristan talk on the phone.

"No, I cant" he pauses "I'm working on something for school, fine ill be there as soon as I can." With a heavy sigh he hangs up and turns around to see Rory staring at him. "Yes Mary? Do you want something or are you just admiring my good looks?"

"Breaks over"

"To bad, because I have to go." And he starts to leave

"Tristan, wait"

"Yes?"

"You somehow managed to become Romeo, despite Paris's protests and then you are just going to leave during practice? The performance is this weekend Tristan; I thought you were smart enough to have heard it at least one time out of the 48 times Paris told you. This is pathetic Tristan, I know you don't care much about your grades, or at least not lately but the rest of us do and we shouldn't all be punished because you have to rush of to your fan club, and I'm sure they could wait by the way."

"Yes, they probably could, not that they would want to, but my dad apparently can't. Look, I really wish we could continue your analysis on how pathetic I am but I have to go." And with that he walked to his car got in and drove away.

"Where is he going" Paris yelled coming towards her in a huff "please tell me he is coming back!"

"Um I don't think he is" Rory mumbled

"You just let him leave! Why did he leave anyways? I'm sure his fans could have waited!"

"but apparently his father can't." Rory responded slightly baffled by the fact that she was repeating his words. Paris watched her walk back towards the building her anger fuming. Rory stopped and turned around and said "well we shouldn't stop just because Tristan left"

"He is Romeo! Its Romeo and Juliet!" Paris screeched "without him its just Juliet! And then we fail!"

"Paris calm down, breathe! Get Brad to read his lines, then he will know them just in case also."

"I guess it will have to do." She hugged and they went back to rehearsal.

After they finished, which didn't go all to smoothly due to Paris's attitude, which was because of Brad, who had stumbled over almost every line. Rory climbed into bed and began to read but her thoughts drifted to rehearsal. Rory was a little upset if not disappointed that Tristan just left knowing perfectly well how Paris would react especially after he promised he wouldn't flake out. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind. She picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello?" the person answered.

"Hi...."

AN: hmm did she really call Tristan? LOL, mwhahaha I've got the power! Ok just kidding well I do but I won't use it for evil. Anyways I wrote part of the next chapter already so it should be up in the nearish future. Sorry for the delay for this one. Please review! And ideas again are always welcomed and very much encouraged. Reviews help me update because if no one reviews then I think no one is reading it so I think why bother updating. So please review! Also it was going to be longer but I decided this was a good place to end...now people will want to know about the phone conversation so yea. REVIEW PLEASE!