AN: sorry for the wait, I wrote about 5 pages for this chapter right after I wrote the last one but it happened to be the middle section so I couldn't post it until I had the beginning and I just haven't had the time. Also when it was actually ready, my internet wasn't working, it was very sad. Anyways thank you sooo much to all who reviewed, a lot of them were just so nice (for lack or a better word). They reminded me why I continue to write this story. And for those who said they never want this story to end, at the rate I keep coming up with much later chapters I'm afraid I might never be able to bring this story to a close completely. Oh, I just realized that the lines I put between the recaps or sections of the story haven't been showing up and I apologize for that (also the email addresses from earlier chapters, I will get those to work sometime!) so I will be trying ulterior ways to divide sections. Anyways enough of my rambling and on with the story…

"Okay, well, tomorrow night some of my friends and I were thinking of going to The Velvet Room for a bit, and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me."

"Uh, well, you see—"

"What?"

"I don't think I can."

"Oh okay…" she could hear the dejection in his voice

"What time?" Rory asked

Tristan perked up at this "About 9, I'll pick you up around 8:30?"

"Sure, sounds—actually, how about I meet you at that cute little coffee shop by your house at 8 and then we can head to the club from there."

"Ok, I'll see you then. You'll have fun, I promise"

"I'm sure, Night Tristan"

"Goodnight Mary, sweet dreams." And with that they both hung up and drifted off to sleep.

"Mom!" Rory yelled as she tossed yet another shirt over her shoulder as she rummaged through her wardrobe "I have nothing to wear!"

"Okay, now I know that's not true." Lorelai remarked as she entered Rory's room and attempted to sit on the bed that was now covered in clothes.

"Nothing, I have nothing, zip, zero, nada…nothing!"

"Come on" Lorelai said grabbing Rory's arm.

"Hey, watch it; I'm trying to get ready…" Rory tried to explain as her mother dragged her out of her room towards the closet. "Now, I know there is nothing in there" Rory exclaimed matching Lorelai's previous statement when she claimed she had no clothes.

Lorelai ignored Rory's attempts of reasoning with her and went on to explain "you remember at the end of the school year when we went shopping?"

"You're gonna have to be a little more specific Mom"

"The time when you were all excited about Tristan coming for the summer and we went to get you new summer clothes which after you found out he wasn't coming refused to wear, do you remember now?"

"Yea, but I though I told you to return them…" Rory trailed off once realization dawned on her. "You didn't return them did you?"

"No" Lorelai replied sheepishly "but, now you have something to wear." She finished with a sing song voice.

"Uh Mom, in case you didn't notice, it's not summer?" Rory attempted reasoning once again but to no avail. Lorelai continued to rummage through the closet in search of the bags.

"Eureka!" Lorelai exclaimed as she struck gold "I found it" she said as she held something behind her back.

"Mom, what do you have there?" Rory questioned as she tried to peek behind her mother's back.

"Okay, before you go yelling 'no way' just let me paint a picture for you…" Rory gave her a skeptical look but okayed let her continue nonetheless. "Okay good. Your black denim hip-huggers, this top" Lorelai explained as she pulled it out from behind her back. It was the red halter top with a severely low cut neckline "and—"

Rory cut her off "No," she tried to say

"Hey, you said I could finish explaining my plan first"

"Fine, finish, but I doubt you are going to convince me not matter how good your persuasive skills are." Rory said stubbornly.

A half hour later Rory stood in front of her mirror in her black denim hip huggers and red halter. Lorelai had given Rory silver chandelier style earrings and a matching necklace to help divert attention from the plunging neckline. Her hair was down and curled to perfection. Her eyes smoky, due to Lorelai's expert make-up applying skills, and her lips glossed lightly. She gave herself a once over and then left her room for her mom's approval. As she exited the room she was met with catcalls and whistling from her eccentric mother.

"Okay…I'm changing now"

"No, honey, you looks fabulous, completely hot, Tristan will be at a loss for words." Just then the doorbell rang. "You go get you purse and throw on your shoes, I'll get the door." Lorelai swung the door open "Hey Bible-boy, come on in"

"Thanks Lorelai, so got any big plans for the night?"

"I'm thinking take-out and a movie, the usual"

"Sounds fun…" he trailed off as Rory exited her room, fiddling with the clasp of her necklace.

"Mom, could you help me with this" Rory said walking over to Lorelai

"Sure honey"

"Hey, Tristan"

"Hi" Tristan barely got out, he truly was at a loss for words. Rory turned to face him.

"You ready to go?" she questioned

"Uh, yea, right, go, lets" he said attempting to string a sentence together

"See I told you" Lorelai whispered in Rory's ear as she left

Tristan and Rory were walking down the stairs of the porch towards his car as he again endeavored to create a coherent sentence.

"You look, uh, you're, you—wow"

"Uh thanks, I think" Rory said unsurely but, blushed nonetheless

"You look amazing, as always" he said regaining composure as he leaned in to place a soft kiss on her cheek.

"Thank you" she said returning the kiss

They got in the car and headed to the Velvet Room. Rory was told they were meeting his friends there. That was why she was skeptical about this little adventure. She was never too comfortable around his "posse" and found them to be rude, discriminating, and just flat out heartless. As they entered the club with great ease she wondered how she fit into Tristan's life. The life she supposed was filled with drinking, many a club like this one, meaningless sex, and flings. The life of the cold, heartless elite who were believed to be superior because, they had money and seemed happy and content as if on top of the word. She would never fit into that nor, did she want to. She just didn't know how willing Tristan was to leave that life for her. She didn't know that he wanted to escape and that she could help him do so. She was snapped out of her thoughts as they neared the table at which Tristan's friends occupied.

"Hey guys, you know Rory right?" there were a few mumbled yeahs and sures

"Hey Rory, glad you could join us" Brian, Tristan's only true friend, supplied kindly as he stuck out his hand. Rory placed her hand in his and Brian kissed it lightly. Rory, of course, blushed and her gaze fell to the floor momentarily. Tristan sensed that she was a bit uncomfortable and uneasy about this outing and so he loosely placed his arm around her waste to help reassure her.

They sat down and began to talk to the others for a bit. Well, it was more like Rory watched the others cautiously while Tristan talked.

"Would you like to dance?" Tristan asked Rory

"Oh, well uh, I don't really, uh dance."

"Come on, it will be fun"

"Let me rephrase my statement, I can't dance."

"I'm sure that's not true, everybody can dance." Stephanie, Brian's girlfriend, replied. After a pointed look from Rory she added "Hey, I never said everybody can dance well. But, I'm sure you're much better than you think you are."

"Well, I guess—" before she even got out her sentence she was pulled into a standing position and Tristan along with Stephanie and Brian were leading her to the dance floor. After a few minutes Rory started to loosen up a little.

"See, I told you that you could dance!" Stephanie exclaimed before making her way through the crowd with Brian. The two of them were among the few that actually believed Tristan when he claimed Rory was different, and that knew the whole story.

A group of girls were slowly making their way towards Tristan and Rory. They had spotted the sexy blonde and were inching closer and closer. They butted in while Tristan and Rory were dancing and soon Rory got tired of them pushing her out of the way so she headed back to the table she was at earlier.

Rory sat at a table playing with the cap of her water bottle (she hadn't trusted any other drinks there). A group of Tristan's friends came over and sat down at the various open seats at the table. They ordered some tequila shots and the waitress didn't seem to think anything of it because she was too busy throwing herself at a few of them. Rory, however, kept glancing back at the dance floor.

"Want one?" Mark, one of Tristan's friends, asked

His voice broke Rory out of her trance. "No, thanks, I'm good"

"Ok, suit yourself."

After a few more minutes of staring at Tristan and some girl dance she reached across the table and grabbed one of the shots and downed it.

"Yeah!" some of the guys yelled

Rory got up off the stool she had been perched upon and walked over to the DJ and whispered something to him.

When the song ended Tristan went over to the table he spied his friends still occupying.

Meanwhile Rory went over to one of the guys dancing and whispered something in his ear and he nodded in agreement.

"Hey, guys. Have you seen Rory?" Tristan asked

"She was just here; she drank a shot and then got up and left. It was kind of awesome man." Josh said

"What?"

"Dude, relax." Brian said as he saw Tristan's jaw clench. Tristan of course was thinking it had been his friend's influence that made her do such a thing.

La da da dee da da da da

La da da dee da da da da

La da da dee da

La da da da dee da

La da da dee da da da da da

The beginnings of a song came over the stereo system.

"Did you see where she went?" Tristan yelled over the loud music.

Just then Brian saw Rory get up on one of the podiums by the stage where people sometimes got up on to dance.

"Uh, Tristan, you might want to turn around."

Be my lover

Wanna be me lover…

The song continued…

Tristan slowly turned around to see Rory upon one of the podiums dancing and singing along with the song.

Looking back on all the time we spent together

You oughta know right now if you wanna be my lover

Wanna be my lover

Go ahead and take your time, boy you gotta feel secure

Before I make you mine, baby, you have to be sure

You wanna be my lover, wanna be my lover, wanna be my lover

"Oh my god!" Tristan breathed out. This was so un-Rory. As the music continued to pump out, Rory continued to sing and dance.

La da da dee da da da da

La da da dee da da da da

La da da dee da

La da da da dee da

La da da dee da da da da da

A ha ye heyee wanna be my lover

A ha ye heyee wanna be my lover

A ha ye heyee wanna be my lover

A ha ye heyee wanna be my lover

Just when Tristan thought it was over some guy got up there with her and started to rap.

Rap

I must confess

Girl, yes, I wanna be your lover

Take a chance, my love is like no other

As the guy sang the next line, Rory dipped down low in a sexy movement and popped up put her arms on his shoulders and leaned backwards. Her right foot directly behind his left and her left foot resting against her thigh; her knee was leaning against the guys leg.

On the dancefloor getting down

Hold tight, Ill never let you down

My love is definitely the key

Like Boyz II Men Im on bended knee

Loving you, not like your brother, aw yeah

I wanna be your lover

As Rory began to sing again she began to walk sexily towards him in a chase-like movement.

I hear what you say, I see what you do

I know everything I need to know about you

And I want you to know that its telling me

You wanna be my lover

They switched roles and the unnamed guy was now walking towards her.

Oh be my lover yeeeeehhhh.

Until the end of time, wont you be mine on mine,

Oh be my lover, I know you wanna be my love, I know you wanna be miiine.

Oh be my lover, yeeehhhh.

When the song ended Rory hugged the guy and whispered thanks in his ear. The whole club broke into cheers and began to clap. Rory blushed and curtseyed in a very over the top way, pulling out her imaginary skirt. She was laughing happily the whole time.

Tristan was still at the table, completely flabbergasted. Not only that, as much as he hated to admit it, he was utterly jealous of the unnamed guy Rory had been dancing with. Even despite the fact that after the dance they parted ways. Rory headed over to the bar to get another bottle of water and then headed in the general direction of the table she had previously sat at. A few people had stopped her on her way to say "that was awesome" or something along those lines. As she approached the table all the guys (except Tristan) hollered and whooped and the girls just laughed along saying words of praise. Tristan just stared at her as she sat down and took a sip of her water. After a few minutes Rory couldn't take it anymore.

"Are you going to speak or just stand there and stare at my ear like you get caught doing in class? Is it really that fascinating?" Rory snapped. It came out a little harsher than she had intended though.

The others at the table ooohed as Tristan just stood there astounded.

"Are you okay?" Tristan finally questioned.

"Me? Oh I'm peachy keen." Rory smiled just too sweetly. "Why would you think there is something wrong?" Rory asked innocently, tilting her head to the side. She patiently awaited a reply.

"Well, uh, you just—"

"I just what?"

"Did that!" Tristan motioned towards the platform.

"What's your point?"

"It was just," he paused and glanced at his so called friends "can we go outside for a minute?" he said returning his gaze to her.

"Whatever you have to say you can say right here." Rory said stubbornly.

"Fine." He took a deep breath. "First of all, you didn't even want to come here—"

Rory cut him off right there before he could continue. "And that means I'm not allowed to have a good time? Is that it? You promised me a good time and I was just making the best of it. Oh I see you're—"

"That's not what I meant, just let me finish." He paused and got no response so he took it as a cue to continue. "Once we got here, I had to force you to dance. But, once you got out there you seemed to be enjoying yourself. So some other people come and dance with us and I turn around and you're gone, but I figured you just wanted a drink or something so I continued to dance. I didn't think it would upset you…"

"Oh my god! You think very highly of yourself don't you? I always knew you could be very self-centered and arrogant but come on! You just assume I did what I did because I was mad at you or out of retaliation? Tristan, not everything revolves around you! I just figured if you could have a good time here then why couldn't I? So, yea, maybe I was a little jealous but so what? That's normal. I just got tired of sitting here with these people," she motioned towards his friends who looked offended by that statement "staring at you dancing with some girls who were obviously throwing themselves at you. Then I look over at your friends and they are all laughing having a good time, and I realize something. I am the only one in here who isn't. So, I decide to do something about it. I drink a shot, something I have never done and frankly, don't really want to again because I found it disgusting, but I did it. And then I figured, everyone on the dance floor looks happy and carefree and I'm tired of being thought of as the perfect little miss innocent who never does anything blithe and carefree so I decide to go for it and so I get up there" she motioned towards the podium "and dance like I never have before and just let go. And I have to say, it felt pretty damn good. So I guess I should say thank you, because, if it hadn't been for you I would have never done that, so thanks. Now if you all would excuse me, I think I should be going now." And with that parting note she got up and walked out of the club.

AN: and there ya have it folks, lol, well this is the longest chapter I have ever written, done get to used to it though. I am trying to make them longer than the first few and they have been about 5-6 pages in Microsoft word opposed to the 2-3 paged ones that I previously wrote. I'm attempting to keep them at least 5 so yeah (this one was 9!). Ok well I hope you enjoyed and now please review! Also I really want to change the title of the story, when got the idea for it I had another plan that I now have no recollection of so it doesn't really fit, if you have any objections/ideas/or any comments about that either email me or leave it in a review!