AN: I'm so sorry I didn't update sooner. But I had so much homework then I went to see family over break. Anyways please review! Oh and means meanwhile.

Recap:

"You go ahead, get ready and inform Paris of your arrival so she doesn't kill you. I'll meet you inside in a minute."

"You sure?"

"Yea"

"Ok, see you in a minute, my Romeo." she kissed him softly as she left. He sighed preparing himself for what was sure to come.

Tristan took a deep breathe, and was planning to get out of the car and go find Rory but he somehow found himself turning the key in the ignition and putting the car into reverse.

Rory went inside, giddy, wanting to tell Paris the news. She changed into her costume and put on her makeup and then went to find her. Rory soon found her and before she could speak Paris began bombarding her with questions.

"Are you dressed? Hair? Makeup? Do you know your lines?--" Rory cut off Paris's parade of questions.

"Paris look at me, do you have to ask if I'm dressed?" she didn't wait for an answer. "Guess what! Tristan came back for the weekend! Why, when he just left I still don't know but whatever, we have a real Romeo!"

"Really? And he is going to do the play?" Paris asked skeptically, not sure this was actually happening.

"That's what he said" Rory said a big smile on her face.

"Does he know his lines?"

"No, we thought it would be fun for him to just wing it." Rory said, he statement oozing with sarcasm.

Paris gave her a very condescending look but didn't comment on it. "Well, he better not screw this up…wait! Will he be allowed to since he doesn't exactly go here anymore?"

"Well, it says his name in the program anyways and I'm if we explain the situation to Mr. Medina, he won't mind given our lack of guys problem."

"Okay, where is he?"

"Out at his car I think"

"You go get him and I'll go talk to Mr. Medina."

"Ok."

Rory ran out in her costume, holding onto her headdress to keep it from flying away. She looked to where she remembered the car had previously been parked, and saw it was empty. She willed herself not to cry as she glances around the lot, hoping it was just in another spot. She tried to make herself believe it was a dream, that since their relationship was new it didn't matter, and that she shouldn't get so upset over something that had only started the other day. But she knew it matter. She broke down and cried.

Paris talked to Mr. Medina and then went to go find Rory. She ran outside and saw Rory crumbled into a little ball on the bench, knees brought to her chest, lightly rocking back and forth in tears. Paris slowly approached her,

"Rory?" no answer "What happened?" Rory tried to answer but it sounded a bit chopped.

"Why is it bothering me so much? I thought I hate him until Friday! Then he just appears, then poof! He's gone again." She leaned onto Paris's shoulder and continued to sob. Paris uneasily started to rub her back in a soothing manor. She figured Tristan freaked out and left, the problem was, Rory wouldn't understand why.

"I would really love to hear more but we have to go in, it's going to be out turn soon."

"Okay," Rory sniffled "I guess it's good I'm just playing dead."

AN: ok short I know, but that's all I have time for. I will update again by Thursday at the latest (will probably post the next chapter on Tuesday though)! Promise! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!