Once they arrived at Chilton, Rory walked over to her locker while Dean went off in another direction in order to talk to the headmaster.
RORY: dumb locker, why do you never open?
She said while trying to convinve her locker to work right. As she was still trying to pull the locker opened, someone walked up behind her, hitting the stubburn locker with their fist. The locker came springing opened effortlessly.
PERSON: better?
Rory didn't even have to look to know who the person was, she just smiled and replied without turning around.
RORY: yeah, thanks tristan
TRISTAN: are you actually talking to me nicely?
RORY: well you haven't done anything yet today to make me do otherwise
This interested Tristan, she wasn't yelling or aggravated with him for once, it was surprisingly nice.
TRISTAN: so all i have to do of a morning is help you open your locker to get you to be nice to me?
RORY: either that or bring me coffee
TRISTAN: well then i'm in luck cause i would win either way
RORY: you brought me coffee!
Rory was so happy, she was practically jumping up and down with excitement. Tristan couldn't help but smirk at her child-like reaction.
TRISTAN: yup
RORY: ooow give me give me
TRISTAN: say please
RORY: please please please
TRISTAN: wow, that works, here you go
RORY: thank you, i'm happy now, your on my good side
She commented after taking a sip of her dream liquid. She smiled up at him before again lifting the paper cup to her lips. Tristan gave her his famous smirk, still finding the whole thing quite amusing.
TRISTAN: well that's good to know
RORY: yes it is...so do i get coffee everyday?
She looked so hopeful as she asked. Tristan looked around, as if thinking of the answer before replying. When Rory saw this she finally lowered the cup completely from her mouth and gave him her best puppy dog face, hoping it would have some affect. Tristan shook his head at her.
TRISTAN: maybe
RORY: yippie
DEAN: am i interrupting something?
Tristan and Rory both turned around when Dean spoke. Tristan stood there somewhat dumbfounded, trying to figure out what Dean was doing there, and angry that he had interrupted his actual pleasant conversation with Rory. Rory slightly smiled at her boyfriend.
RORY: Dean, hey
DEAN: what's he doing over here?
RORY: he brought me coffee
She held up her cup of coffee for him to see, but slowly lowered it when she saw the expression on his face, he didn't look exactly as happy about it as she had been. Tristan had gotten over the inital shook and was now glaring at Dean.
TRISTAN: what are you doing here?
DEAN: i came to school today with Rory
TRISTAN: why aren't you at your own school?
DEAN: we had off today and i thought i'd come to school with MY GIRLFRIEND
TRISTAN: what are you planning on doing all day?
DEAN: following Rory to class
It was like the two were having a glaring contest where neither would give victory to the other. Tristan wondered if Dean knew how completely sad and desperate his last comment had sounded but he was more angry about the fact that he wouldn't be able to talk to Rory all day if this stupid guy wasn't going to leave her side.
TRISTAN: so what, you don't trust her or something?
DEAN: i trust her completly
TRISTAN: then why are you going to follow her all day?
DEAN: because that's what good BOYFRIENDS do, oh, wait, sorry, you wouldn't know would you? You can't keep a steady girlfriend
Rory kept looking between the two boys, scared of what was going to happen, she was just waiting for one of them to throw a punch or tackle the other with the way they were looking at one another. She was surprised by Deans lastest statement, that wasn't his place and he had no right to say that. She was now wondering how Tristan would respond.
TRISTAN: i've got to get to class
He said while turning and starting to walk away from his annoying enemy. Rory was already upset with Dean but he either didn't realize this or just couldn't just let Tristan walk away. Either way, he had to start things up again.
DEAN: running from the truth?
Tristan stopped walking and turned around to face him, his fist tightly balled up at his side.
TRISTAN: no, i'm leaving before i hurt you
DEAN: why, so you don't get in trouble?
TRISTAN: no i get in trouble all the time, i'm fine with that
DEAN: then why don't you want to 'hurt' me
That was it, Rory had had enough of this pathetic argument and was extremely annoyed at Dean because of the way he was talking to Tristan. They were definitely going to have a word when this was all over.
RORY: Dean stop it!
DEAN: scared you'll get beat tristan?
RORY: Dean!
TRISTAN: no, cause if i hurt you then Rory will hate me
DEAN: she already does hate you!
Tristan tried to keep his composure but everyone around could see, if they had bothered to look hard enough, which nobody did, that this bold statement had seriously gotten to him. Rory could tell though, it was his eyes that gave him away, they flashed with hidden emotion for a only a moment before the angry glare returning to the icey blue.
TRISTAN: fine...then i'm just not gonna waste my time
And with that said, he turned back around and walked away. Dean had just totally ignored Rory when she told him to stop, and when he told Tristan that she hated him, she become much more than annoyed, she was downright furious with him.
RORY: what is your problem!
DEAN: what?
RORY: why did you say that!
Rorys own blue eyes were now the ones flaring with anger. Dean was totally confused as to what had made her so mad, it took him a moment to realize that she had, in fact, been asking, well more like yelling at, him.
DEAN: say what?
RORY: that i hated him!
DEAN: why does it matter?
Deans confusion continued to grow but Rorys anger did not subside.
RORY: because i don't hate him and now he thinks i do!
DEAN: so what if one person thinks you don't like them?
RORY: that's not the point!
The crowd that had gathered around them had stayed put even after Tristan left, wondering who was going to win the argument in the end. As of now it definitely looked like Rory was going to come out on top but now Dean was angry too, he was starting to get that it wasn't because he had told someone that she hated them but because of who he had said it to.
DEAN: then what is the point!
RORY: that you were talking on my behalf! If i mean something I can can say it myself!
DEAN: i was just letting him know that he should stay away from you!
RORY: yeah? Well that's not your place to say!
Before giving him the satisfaction of continuing the argument, she turned and started walking away. Dean didn't move but neither did he completely stop talking.
DEAN: where are you going?
RORY: to class, you should go home
DEAN: Rory!
He tried to call after her but she didn't care.
RORY: go home
She said it so sturnly that everyone in the crowd knew she meant it. But Dean continued to try and make her stop walking away.
DEAN: Rory, come on!
RORY: i said go home!
She didn't even bother to turn, but intstead kept walking away left him standing in front of her locker just staring after her as she went to go find Tristan. It took her a while but she finally found him in the parking lot, walking to his black corvette. As soon as she spotted him she called after him.
RORY: Tristan!
TRISTAN: what?
He said it harshly but never the less, waited for her to catch up to him. It didn't take her long since she was running but when she got to him, he still refused to look at her.
RORY: i wanted to apoligize for in there
TRISTAN: why? You didn't do anything
RORY: i know but
She was trying her hardest to explain but he cut her off.
TRISTAN: your boyfriend just told the truth
RORY: what!
Rory hadn't exactly been expecting that kind of reply, certainly not from Tristan. Her response did have some affect though, at hearing how surprised Rory was, Tristan actually turned and looked at her before speaking again.
TRISTAN: you're too sweet of a person to tell someone that
RORY: Tristan, i don't hate you
TRISTAN: Rory, it's ok, i get it
RORY: Tristan, i don't hate you!
She was trying her hardest to get Tristan to believe her, why in the world he ever believed that coming from Dean in the first place was beyond her. Tristan finally began to believe her.
TRISTAN: well if you don't then you should with the way i've treated you
RORY: i know...but i don't
TRISTAN: why?
He looked at her interestedly and slightly confused. Rory shrugged, not completely sure of the answer, she just knew that she didn't hate him and she couldn't allow him to ever think that she.
RORY: i'm not sure...yeah you drive me crazy sometimes but hate is way too harsh a word to use for you
TRISTAN: well . . .i should get to class, so i'll see ya around, i don't really feel like running into your BOYFRIEND again
Tristan had tried to be at least a little subtle about how upset he was but after Rorys last comment he had visably relaxed and his bad mood had almost completely lifted.
RORY: you won't have to worry about that
TRISTAN: why?
RORY: i told him to go home
TRISTAN: why?
RORY: he was out of line saying that...and would you stop asking why to everything i say
She was smiling as she said the last little plart. Tristan smiled back, not smirked, but actually smiled
RORY: well lets get to class
Tristan nodded his agreement and silently followed her. However, as they were re-entering the school, Dean was walking out.
DEAN: so that's why you want me to go home? So you can be with tristan?
RORY: oh my god! Ya know what, i don't have time for this right now, if you have a problem with me and Tristan being friends then maybe we shouldn't be together.
Rory normally would not have reacted in such a manner but Dean had annoyed her to the point that she just said whatever popped into her head at the moment. Besides, just because she wouldn't normally have said it, didn't mean that she hadn't meant it. Tristan was her friend and she was sick of Dean and his jealously in the matter.
DEAN: so you'd rather have him around then me?
RORY: if this is how your going to be, telling me who i can and can't be friends with then yes i would rather have Tristan around
She didn't even pause a moment to think about his question, she had just replied truthfully, no longer worrying about trying to smooth things over with Dean. It was too exhausting and she didn't even find it worth it anymore, if he had a problem than it was his problem, not hers. Dean, however, did not like this response and replied accordingly.
DEAN: fine, then we're over
RORY: what?
Even though she had said all of those things, she hadn't exactly been expecting such a reaction as this. It took her a moment to register what Dean was saying, sure she was annoyed and frustrated but was he seriously breaking up with her? Apparently so when he responsed the way he did.
DEAN: we..are...over
RORY: fine, then it's for the best
DEAN: whatever
RORY: god! Just leave! You have NO reason to be here anymore
DEAN: fine!
Just because it had taken her a moment to realize what was happening did not mean she could not handle it, as soon as it sunk in, she had been all too eager to get him out of there. After Rorys last comment Dean had finally taken the advice she had given him well over 15 minutes before. Once he had the last word, something that he felt was nessacary if she was having the better agrument, he turned and left without even glancing behind him. As Rory stood there, tears began filling her eyes.
TRISTAN: Rory?
RORY: yeah?
TRISTAN: are you ok?
RORY: i'm fine
TRISTAN: no your not, this is my fault
RORY: no it's not, it's his
She had said it so quietly, Tristan barely heard her. The fact that he did hear her, though giving him comfort, made him not sure quite what to say.
TRISTAN: well...then we should get to class
RORY: actually i don't think i'm going
She said it matter-of-factly, like it was no big deal that she, the straight A student who never missed a day of school in her entire highschool career, wanted to skip school for the day. Tristan, though surprised by this comment, figured since the whole situtation was partly his fault, he should at least offer some kind of help. Not like it hurt that it would mean spending more time with Rory.
TRISTAN: did u want me to drive you somewhere?
RORY: yeah actually, do you think you could take me home?
TRISTAN: sure
Tristan led Rory towards his car, without another word from either one of them. He held the passanger door opened as she climbed in, shutting the door when he was sure she was completely in, and then proceeded to walk to the drivers door, get in, and start the engine.