A/N: I wanted to post this chapter sooner than normal because my last chapter wasn't really that long, it was mostly lyrics and I've been dying to write this chapter since I first started this story! So right now I'm very happy. Also, I won't be updating as frequently because my school started today, which completely sucks because it's only the FOURTH! Have any of you heard about the new movie called 'Grind'? About skateboarders? My best friend, the girl with pink hair, told me that she saw a preview for it. Just wondering if you'd heard of it. Oh, and she had to dye her hair brown to cover up the red. He he he he, she hates it but I think it's funny.
And this new name thing is really annoying me. I'm not complaining or anything (I swear!) but now I'm Gnome1! *grumble grumble* evil person who took me name.
Anyway, smile1 (it happened to you too!) Pirates of the Caribbean was really good. And yes, Orlando Bloom and Johnny Depp are very cute. Johnny Depp was also very funny.
The next day Rory was sitting on the swing on the front porch, writing in a notebook when she heard wheels coming down the walk. She raised her head and saw Tristan coming towards her on his skateboard. She looked back down at her paper. He jumped the stairs and landed ten feet in front of her. He stepped off his board and walked to her, sitting sideways so that he was facing her. "Hey."
She didn't look up, "Hey, what are you doing here?"
"I wasn't doing anything and I figured I'd come visit my favorite siblings."
"Oh, and who's that?"
"You and Dev."
"Of course, me and Dev are your favorite siblings?"
"Yes."
"We're not even related to you."
"Thank God considering I tried to kiss you." She smiled, still looking at her lap, "Anyway, you two are siblings. Therefore, you are my favorite siblings."
"Sure, I'll act like I understood that." He smiled, staring at the side of her face and they sat in a comfortable silence for a few minuets before Tristan spoke.
"I'm bored."
"I'm sorry."
"Entertain me."
"Never."
"Please?"
"No, go talk to Devin, you came here to see him too, right?"
"Technically yes."
"What do you mean 'technically'?"
"I came to see him too, but I came just to annoy you mostly."
"I'm touched."
"You should be." They sat in silence for a little while longer before He spoke, "Hey, Ror?"
"Hm?"
"What did you wish for?"
She looked up in surprise, "What?"
"That night I came by and showed you the star, what did you wish for?"
She closed the notebook and threw casually to the ground, before pulling her legs to her chest and resting her head on her knees. "What did you wish for?"
"I asked you first."
"I asked you second."
He looked at her strangely, "That's the point, I asked first, you asked second, so you tell me."
"Who told you that?"
"Everyone knows that."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, really." He smiled at her, something he'd been doing more frequently since they made up.
She turned to face him, keeping a poker face the whole time. "You really want to know?"
"Yeah."
She looked around, "Can you keep a secret?"
"Yes." As she leaned in closer he did too.
"So can I."
"That's cold Mary." He said in a mock-hurt voice as she tilted her head and smiled innocently. "Seriously, what did you wish for?" he asked quietly.
Her smile faded, "You'll just have to wait."
"For what?"
"To see if I can tell you, I'm still waiting for it to happen." She stood up and opened the door.
"Oh, I see, you're leaving me?"
"Sorry."
"What ever, I see how it is."
She smiled, "Bye Tristan, I'll see you on Monday."
He stood up and walked to her slowly. He leaned down, as if he would kiss her, but turned his head a few inches from her face and instead whispered into her ear, "Can't wait", he pulled away, she smiled slowly, electricity shooting through her at the contact. He smiled as she shut the door. He sat there for a few moments before looking around and seeing that Rory had left her book on the floor. He picked it up gently and turned to the page she had been righting on. It was filled with expertly drawn stars and small fairies, in the middle it said, 'Wish Upon a Star'. In the top right corner it said 'Rory' and in the top left corner is said 'Tristan' all in neat, curvy letters. He looked at the page strangely, wish upon a star? And why was one of their names in each corner? He asked himself. But, not wanting to read into it too much and set himself up for disappointment, he closed the book and set it down on the porch before jumping back on his board and riding back to his house, thoughts of Rory filling his head.
Ten minuets later Rory was in her room, blasting New Found Glory, thinking of Tristan when she remembered her notebook. Jumping from her bed she sprinted down the stairs and threw the door opened, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw that it was closed, laying right where she'd left it. If Tristan had seen that page and understood it, she would never be able to look at him again.
Devin heard the door open and walked out, he was surprised to see his sister clutching a notebook tightly. "Hey Ror."
She smiled at her brother, "Hey Dev."
"And why are you looking so happy?"
"No reason."
"Did Tristan come by?"
"What?!" she asked in surprise, how did he know?
"Yup, I knew it, when will you two finally give up this little charade and get together?" he turned and walked into the house, leaving her to think over what he's said, after a few seconds she ran and tackled him from behind, bringing him down to the floor. She pinned him to the ground and sat over him.
"Now this was uncalled for."
"That little comment was uncalled for, mister."
"Oh really?"
"Would I lie to you?"
"Yes."
"Shut up."
In one sweeping movement, he picked her up and walked to the indoor pool, holding her over it. "You wouldn't."
"No?"
"No."
"Watch me." And he let go, causing her to land ungracefully in the water, laughing.
She came up and spit water from her mouth in an arc, "Devin Hayden, when I'm dry I will kick your ass."
"That's why I'm about to call Garrett and tell him my current situation."
"Why Garrett?"
"you know where the other four guys live." He ran from the pool room and she pulled herself out, smiling at his back.
MONDAY, WHITLAND
Rory was sitting in last period, reading, when she felt someone brush past her and saw a not on her desk. Looking around, she saw that numerous people were walking around and it would be hard to find who'd left it. Setting her book down slowly, she picked up the paper and unfolded it. It read:
Mary-
Meet me out at the bench under the oak tree in the back after school. I want to tell you something.
Tristan. She read over the note a few times before sliding it into her book, 'Witch Child', and dropping that into her bag. She stood up and walked over to where Katie and Kaleb were arguing. "No, it wasn't!"
"Yes, it was!"
"No, it wasn't!"
"Yes, it was and you know it!" They saw her stop by them.
"Rory, explain to this idiot," she jerked her head towards Kaleb, "That in Monty Python, It's Robin that goes to the three headed guy and it's Lancelot who goes to save the gay swamp- prince guy and not the other way around." The two looked at her expectantly.
She opened her mouth, trying to remember, but when she couldn't she just snapped her mouth shut, "I stay neutral." They turned back to each other.
"You're wrong."
"Face it Kate, I'm right and you know it. Admit it and I won't gloat."
"Even if you were right, and I did admit it, I know that you would gloat like hell."
He paused, thinking over that for a second, "Yeah, I guess you're right, huh?" Katie rolled her eyes and the bell rang. Rory grabbed her bag and walked straight to the huge oak out back. But she walked slowly, her nerves setting in. Tristan had been in her last period, but he hadn't spoken to her all day. What did he want to tell her? Barely anyone went in the back after school, it was isolated. What did he want to tell her that he couldn't say it with other people around? Why did it have to be that private?
By the time she was done asking herself questions, the bench was in view. And he was already leaning against the large trunk of the huge tree. She took a steadying breath, to calm her nerves and clear her head of thoughts of running away. And why the hell was she so nervous to talk to Tristan? She walked over and stood beside him, smiling. "Hey."
"Hey Mary." Why was he so nervous? It was just Rory, his best friend, the little sister he'd never had, well, she was at first. But now she was so much more.
He was fidgeting, she'd never seen him act like this. She turned to him after an awkward silence. "So, you um, you wanted to tell me something?"
"Oh, yeah, right, I did." He paused, looking into her clear blue eyes, "I wanted to tell you what I wished for that night." She perked up and looked at him with surprised eyes.
"What was that?"
He leaned slowly forward, the same way he had on Saturday when he whispered into her ear. And she thought that he was about to do the same again, but instead of going to the side, he quickly leaned farther in, kissing her gently. Rory was caught off guard and stood still in shock. Tristan, who thought she was standing frozen in disgust, quickly pulled away, muttering an apology. Rory recovered and put a hand on either side of his face and brought him lips crushing back to hers in a hard kiss.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and her hands slid from his face to link together at the back of his neck. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip and she opened her mouth, inviting him in. He knew she wasn't very experienced and he had to be careful and slow with her and all that but, God, where did she learn to do that? he asked himself as she sucked on his tongue gently, causing him to turn so that she was the one between him and the tree trunk.
Shit, what have I gotten myself into? She asked herself. Everyone had told her that she and Tristan would date, but they had also said to be careful and not fall too hard. Because she would only get hurt being involved with the school player. But now, with him kissing her like this, every rational thought flew out of her head, forgotten and unmissed at the moment. She was young, too young to feel like this. It wasn't like she didn't know that, she would be the first to admit it. But all that mattered right now was Tristan, her, and the tree supporting her because she knew very well that her legs would give out if not for the solid trunk.
They slowly broke the kiss, needing that annoying vital thing called oxygen. He rested his forehead on hers, all traces of awkwardness vanished long ago. His heavy breathing causing him to catch his breath before he could speak. She bit her lip, waiting for him to say something. "See, that's what I want."
"What?"
"I don't want girlfriends that I don't feel anything for, just have a slight chemistry with. I want a girl like you. A girl who I can respect and at the same time do that. Someone that makes me feel fire when ever we touch." She looked up at him, "I want a girlfriend." Their eyes were burning together, neither able to break the trance, the intense gaze, staring right through eachother, "Will you help me?"
She smiled and nodded, "Always." His smile matched hers and he picked her up, spinning her around. She laughed loudly as he put her down and leaned in again, meeting her lips in a sweet kiss. Their first kiss as a couple. But neither knew in the least what they were getting them selves into.
A/N: I think that this is much better than my last chapter. What about you guys? Review and tell me. Ciao- Gnome1 (evil 1)!
And this new name thing is really annoying me. I'm not complaining or anything (I swear!) but now I'm Gnome1! *grumble grumble* evil person who took me name.
Anyway, smile1 (it happened to you too!) Pirates of the Caribbean was really good. And yes, Orlando Bloom and Johnny Depp are very cute. Johnny Depp was also very funny.
The next day Rory was sitting on the swing on the front porch, writing in a notebook when she heard wheels coming down the walk. She raised her head and saw Tristan coming towards her on his skateboard. She looked back down at her paper. He jumped the stairs and landed ten feet in front of her. He stepped off his board and walked to her, sitting sideways so that he was facing her. "Hey."
She didn't look up, "Hey, what are you doing here?"
"I wasn't doing anything and I figured I'd come visit my favorite siblings."
"Oh, and who's that?"
"You and Dev."
"Of course, me and Dev are your favorite siblings?"
"Yes."
"We're not even related to you."
"Thank God considering I tried to kiss you." She smiled, still looking at her lap, "Anyway, you two are siblings. Therefore, you are my favorite siblings."
"Sure, I'll act like I understood that." He smiled, staring at the side of her face and they sat in a comfortable silence for a few minuets before Tristan spoke.
"I'm bored."
"I'm sorry."
"Entertain me."
"Never."
"Please?"
"No, go talk to Devin, you came here to see him too, right?"
"Technically yes."
"What do you mean 'technically'?"
"I came to see him too, but I came just to annoy you mostly."
"I'm touched."
"You should be." They sat in silence for a little while longer before He spoke, "Hey, Ror?"
"Hm?"
"What did you wish for?"
She looked up in surprise, "What?"
"That night I came by and showed you the star, what did you wish for?"
She closed the notebook and threw casually to the ground, before pulling her legs to her chest and resting her head on her knees. "What did you wish for?"
"I asked you first."
"I asked you second."
He looked at her strangely, "That's the point, I asked first, you asked second, so you tell me."
"Who told you that?"
"Everyone knows that."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, really." He smiled at her, something he'd been doing more frequently since they made up.
She turned to face him, keeping a poker face the whole time. "You really want to know?"
"Yeah."
She looked around, "Can you keep a secret?"
"Yes." As she leaned in closer he did too.
"So can I."
"That's cold Mary." He said in a mock-hurt voice as she tilted her head and smiled innocently. "Seriously, what did you wish for?" he asked quietly.
Her smile faded, "You'll just have to wait."
"For what?"
"To see if I can tell you, I'm still waiting for it to happen." She stood up and opened the door.
"Oh, I see, you're leaving me?"
"Sorry."
"What ever, I see how it is."
She smiled, "Bye Tristan, I'll see you on Monday."
He stood up and walked to her slowly. He leaned down, as if he would kiss her, but turned his head a few inches from her face and instead whispered into her ear, "Can't wait", he pulled away, she smiled slowly, electricity shooting through her at the contact. He smiled as she shut the door. He sat there for a few moments before looking around and seeing that Rory had left her book on the floor. He picked it up gently and turned to the page she had been righting on. It was filled with expertly drawn stars and small fairies, in the middle it said, 'Wish Upon a Star'. In the top right corner it said 'Rory' and in the top left corner is said 'Tristan' all in neat, curvy letters. He looked at the page strangely, wish upon a star? And why was one of their names in each corner? He asked himself. But, not wanting to read into it too much and set himself up for disappointment, he closed the book and set it down on the porch before jumping back on his board and riding back to his house, thoughts of Rory filling his head.
Ten minuets later Rory was in her room, blasting New Found Glory, thinking of Tristan when she remembered her notebook. Jumping from her bed she sprinted down the stairs and threw the door opened, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw that it was closed, laying right where she'd left it. If Tristan had seen that page and understood it, she would never be able to look at him again.
Devin heard the door open and walked out, he was surprised to see his sister clutching a notebook tightly. "Hey Ror."
She smiled at her brother, "Hey Dev."
"And why are you looking so happy?"
"No reason."
"Did Tristan come by?"
"What?!" she asked in surprise, how did he know?
"Yup, I knew it, when will you two finally give up this little charade and get together?" he turned and walked into the house, leaving her to think over what he's said, after a few seconds she ran and tackled him from behind, bringing him down to the floor. She pinned him to the ground and sat over him.
"Now this was uncalled for."
"That little comment was uncalled for, mister."
"Oh really?"
"Would I lie to you?"
"Yes."
"Shut up."
In one sweeping movement, he picked her up and walked to the indoor pool, holding her over it. "You wouldn't."
"No?"
"No."
"Watch me." And he let go, causing her to land ungracefully in the water, laughing.
She came up and spit water from her mouth in an arc, "Devin Hayden, when I'm dry I will kick your ass."
"That's why I'm about to call Garrett and tell him my current situation."
"Why Garrett?"
"you know where the other four guys live." He ran from the pool room and she pulled herself out, smiling at his back.
MONDAY, WHITLAND
Rory was sitting in last period, reading, when she felt someone brush past her and saw a not on her desk. Looking around, she saw that numerous people were walking around and it would be hard to find who'd left it. Setting her book down slowly, she picked up the paper and unfolded it. It read:
Mary-
Meet me out at the bench under the oak tree in the back after school. I want to tell you something.
Tristan. She read over the note a few times before sliding it into her book, 'Witch Child', and dropping that into her bag. She stood up and walked over to where Katie and Kaleb were arguing. "No, it wasn't!"
"Yes, it was!"
"No, it wasn't!"
"Yes, it was and you know it!" They saw her stop by them.
"Rory, explain to this idiot," she jerked her head towards Kaleb, "That in Monty Python, It's Robin that goes to the three headed guy and it's Lancelot who goes to save the gay swamp- prince guy and not the other way around." The two looked at her expectantly.
She opened her mouth, trying to remember, but when she couldn't she just snapped her mouth shut, "I stay neutral." They turned back to each other.
"You're wrong."
"Face it Kate, I'm right and you know it. Admit it and I won't gloat."
"Even if you were right, and I did admit it, I know that you would gloat like hell."
He paused, thinking over that for a second, "Yeah, I guess you're right, huh?" Katie rolled her eyes and the bell rang. Rory grabbed her bag and walked straight to the huge oak out back. But she walked slowly, her nerves setting in. Tristan had been in her last period, but he hadn't spoken to her all day. What did he want to tell her? Barely anyone went in the back after school, it was isolated. What did he want to tell her that he couldn't say it with other people around? Why did it have to be that private?
By the time she was done asking herself questions, the bench was in view. And he was already leaning against the large trunk of the huge tree. She took a steadying breath, to calm her nerves and clear her head of thoughts of running away. And why the hell was she so nervous to talk to Tristan? She walked over and stood beside him, smiling. "Hey."
"Hey Mary." Why was he so nervous? It was just Rory, his best friend, the little sister he'd never had, well, she was at first. But now she was so much more.
He was fidgeting, she'd never seen him act like this. She turned to him after an awkward silence. "So, you um, you wanted to tell me something?"
"Oh, yeah, right, I did." He paused, looking into her clear blue eyes, "I wanted to tell you what I wished for that night." She perked up and looked at him with surprised eyes.
"What was that?"
He leaned slowly forward, the same way he had on Saturday when he whispered into her ear. And she thought that he was about to do the same again, but instead of going to the side, he quickly leaned farther in, kissing her gently. Rory was caught off guard and stood still in shock. Tristan, who thought she was standing frozen in disgust, quickly pulled away, muttering an apology. Rory recovered and put a hand on either side of his face and brought him lips crushing back to hers in a hard kiss.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and her hands slid from his face to link together at the back of his neck. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip and she opened her mouth, inviting him in. He knew she wasn't very experienced and he had to be careful and slow with her and all that but, God, where did she learn to do that? he asked himself as she sucked on his tongue gently, causing him to turn so that she was the one between him and the tree trunk.
Shit, what have I gotten myself into? She asked herself. Everyone had told her that she and Tristan would date, but they had also said to be careful and not fall too hard. Because she would only get hurt being involved with the school player. But now, with him kissing her like this, every rational thought flew out of her head, forgotten and unmissed at the moment. She was young, too young to feel like this. It wasn't like she didn't know that, she would be the first to admit it. But all that mattered right now was Tristan, her, and the tree supporting her because she knew very well that her legs would give out if not for the solid trunk.
They slowly broke the kiss, needing that annoying vital thing called oxygen. He rested his forehead on hers, all traces of awkwardness vanished long ago. His heavy breathing causing him to catch his breath before he could speak. She bit her lip, waiting for him to say something. "See, that's what I want."
"What?"
"I don't want girlfriends that I don't feel anything for, just have a slight chemistry with. I want a girl like you. A girl who I can respect and at the same time do that. Someone that makes me feel fire when ever we touch." She looked up at him, "I want a girlfriend." Their eyes were burning together, neither able to break the trance, the intense gaze, staring right through eachother, "Will you help me?"
She smiled and nodded, "Always." His smile matched hers and he picked her up, spinning her around. She laughed loudly as he put her down and leaned in again, meeting her lips in a sweet kiss. Their first kiss as a couple. But neither knew in the least what they were getting them selves into.
A/N: I think that this is much better than my last chapter. What about you guys? Review and tell me. Ciao- Gnome1 (evil 1)!