Rory and her brother were walking into school a few weeks later, when Devin stopped suddenly. "What?"
"What is today's date?"
"Um, the twenty first, I think."
"And it's January, right?"
"Yes."
"It's Tristan's birthday."
"Seriously?"
"Yup."
"He's fifteen?"
"He can drive."
"With an adult."
"Please, like he's going to listen to that!"
"True." She agreed as they ended up at her locker to see none other than Tristan there. "Hey."
"Hey." She wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck and pulled him down to crush his lips to hers forcefully. Tristan was caught off guard, but pleased. His arms went around her waist and he backed the slim girl into the lockers.
A few minuets later, Rory pulled away, breathless. "Happy birthday."
"Thanks."
"Yeah, you can finally drive, thank god." Devin said to him.
"Well, technically I can't actually drive for another year."
"You can pass for sixteen."
"And even if I can't, as long as the cop is a woman, we'll be fine."
"Cocky much?" Rory asked.
"Me? Cocky? I am offended."
Kaleb walked over as the late bell rang, "Hey guys, happy birthday Tris."
"Thanks."
Mr. Hobbes, the assistant principle appeared out of no where, "Shouldn't you four be in class?" his raspy voiced caused all of them to jump in shock. He was no taller than most of the freshmen and had a weird way of popping up suddenly, giving off the feeling that you were always being watched.
"Um, well, we were just. We were at Rory's locker and then we."
"That will be enough, Mr. Hayden. You should all get to class." the old man bent over and let out a hacking cough for almost a minuet. After he recovered himself, the four were looking at him with different expressions. Rory looked concerned, Tristan was staring at him with a mix of confusion and shock, Kaleb looked amused, and Devin's eye brows were almost lost in his hair, wondering if the man would begin breathing again. He looked at each student before yelling, "NOW!" They scattered instantly.
FOURTH PERIOD
"Okay class, for the next five weeks we will be working on a group project. The groups will either debate your topic for the class or put on a play from one of the scenes from your topic. We will be doing Romeo and Juliet. With debating, you will choose which points to represent. Acting, I will give you a scene to do. You will receive very few directions from me on this, it will definitely be a group effort to see how you all work together.
The groups are," the class groaned, having hoped to choose their own partners, the teacher smiled a horrible sweet smile, "Oh, don't be upset now. You didn't really think I would let you choose your own groups, did you?" a general mumble came from the class and she smiled, "Group one: Kaleb Minert, Noah Strey, Katie Johnson, Tray Stephens, and Samantha Norris. Group two: Tristan Dugrey, Natalie Duncan, Tyler Christensen, Joseph Taylor, and Allie Snow." Rory's jaw dropped and Tristan groaned, Allie? Why Allie? Although she seemed very pleased with herself, winking at Tristan. He looked at his girlfriend and she shrugged.
"Group three: Lorelai Hayden, Christopher Osborn, Joshuah Hanks, Erin Scott, and Zachary Jackson." It was Tristan's turn to have his jaw drop. Zack Jackson? That guy had always hated him. Since fifth grade, everything that Tristan had, he needed too. It was a competition to him, and Tristan had recently heard that Zack was eyeing Rory.
"Group Four: Devin Hayden, Lani Gibson, Brittany Packer, Drew Hayes, and tomorrow a new student will be joining our school, he will be in your group. Now, one person from each group has a topic under his or her chair. Everyone look." Rory felt under her chair and there was nothing. Turning to Erin, she saw the girl holding a thin sheet of paper that said, 'Romeo and Juliet, Debate.' and that was all. Turning to Tristan, she saw him looking at a similar sheet in horror.
"What's wrong?" He handed her the paper without saying a word, and she saw why he looked like that. It read 'Romeo and Juliet, Acting, Death Scene.' Her face paled, "Tristan, out of your whole group, you're the only guy who can act."
"Yeah, I know."
"And Allie and Natalie are the only girls."
"I know. And seeing as there's no way in hell that I'm about to kiss Natalie, that leaves....." he trailed off, wondering what Rory would do.
"Allie Snow."
"Yeah."
"Wow."
"Yeah." Allie walked over to Tristan and sat on his desk, crossing her legs and making sure her skirt slid up six inches as she did.
"Hey Tris. I guess we'll be Romeo and Juliet, seeing as we're the only ones in the group who can act." she smiled a sickeningly sweet smile at Rory.
"Um, yeah, right. Allie, could you, you know, get off my desk?"
She looked at him and batted her eyes, "Anything for you Tris. Meet me after school so we can decide which scene to do."
"Sorry, I have plans right after school."
"Well then we can meet after that."
"Plans that will go very late."
"Trust me, how late it is doesn't matter."
"VERY late."
"I'll be up, waiting for your call."
"Look whore, he'll be gone all night okay? By the time he gets in, you'll be in bed, trust me! So why don't you just walk your little Abercrombie ass back over there and leave MY boyfriend the hell alone?!"
Allie looked like she'd been slapped in the face, she'd hit on plenty of taken guys, but no one's girlfriend had ever yelled at her like that, "W-whatever. I'll see you later Tris." she stood up and walked away as fast as her legs would go.
Tristan turned to Rory and smirked, "A little jealous, are we?"
"No."
"It's okay, I like the jealous Rory, very hott."
"Shut up Tristan."
"Demanding, I like it." She rolled her eyes and turned away, "Hey, that's not very nice, Mary."
She ignored him and kept talking to Erin. After a little while, Zack walked up, "So, Rory, we're in the same group, huh?"
"Um, yeah, I guess." he opened his mouth to say something else, but the bell rang and he didn't get a chance.
Rory packed up her things and walked out the door, smiling as she felt Tristan's arm wrap around her waist. After they got to her locker, Tristan kissed her lightly, "I have to go to my locker, but I'll see you in seventh."
"Okay, bye." a small smile played on her face as she watched him walk away. Once she couldn't see him any longer, she felt a hand skim over her waist and felt as if a cold knife shot down her spine. Someone stood on the right, facing her.
"Hey, we didn't finish talking in there." Zack. He was one of the guys who'd been watching her the past few weeks since Tristan had asked her out. "So, I was thinking, maybe we could get together sometime."
She looked at him in annoyance, "I have a boyfriend, you know."
"Yeah, I do. But, no, just for the project, nothing personal. But don't worry, if you're worried he might get mad and do something he'd regret, you don't have to tell him."
"Um, how about hell no? I'm not worried he'd do something he'd regret. And I don't want to 'meet' with you unless it's the whole group, you jackass." she turned to walk away, but he held her wrist gently.
"No, no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."
"Yes you did, if you didn't then you wouldn't have said that."
"That's how Tristan acts, isn't it? I'm just trying to figure out how how did it."
"Did what?"
"Get a girl like you." he ran a hand through her hair gently.
She pulled back as if burned, "Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Am I making you uncomfortable?"
"Uh, yeah! Just a little!"
"I'm sorry, congratulations."
"What?"
"Well, I'm happy for you two. I think you may be able to change him." he smiled at her slightly, "Of course, we also thought that Michelle could."
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, as you know, Tristan is a player."
"Was a player."
He laughed slightly, "Was a player. Until Michelle. He was so in love with her. He chased her for about three months. A little longer than he chased you. You and Michelle do look similar. Anyway, she finally gave in and agreed on a date, they were so happy together. So in love, you could see it. Making out in the halls, saying how much they loved each other, he always put his arm around her waist, it was really sweet, until they hit a rocky patch, that is. He dropped her and the next day he had a new whore. She moved away a week later. Rumor had it that Tristan got what he wanted. He got her and then was done, bored. I heard she moved because that weren't careful and she was pregnant. But of course, that was just gossip." His fake smile dropped, seeing the hurt look on Rory's face, " Oh, did he not tell you? She only left two months before you came." Rory turned, looking for a bathroom, she felt sick. "Of course, maybe you will be the one to change him. But anyway, I have to go, see you later Ror." and Zack walked away, leaving her alone in the deserted hall.
A/N: I finally got up another chapter. Yay! So, review, because I know exactly where I want this to go now and how to write it. Lata darlings. Muah.
"What is today's date?"
"Um, the twenty first, I think."
"And it's January, right?"
"Yes."
"It's Tristan's birthday."
"Seriously?"
"Yup."
"He's fifteen?"
"He can drive."
"With an adult."
"Please, like he's going to listen to that!"
"True." She agreed as they ended up at her locker to see none other than Tristan there. "Hey."
"Hey." She wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck and pulled him down to crush his lips to hers forcefully. Tristan was caught off guard, but pleased. His arms went around her waist and he backed the slim girl into the lockers.
A few minuets later, Rory pulled away, breathless. "Happy birthday."
"Thanks."
"Yeah, you can finally drive, thank god." Devin said to him.
"Well, technically I can't actually drive for another year."
"You can pass for sixteen."
"And even if I can't, as long as the cop is a woman, we'll be fine."
"Cocky much?" Rory asked.
"Me? Cocky? I am offended."
Kaleb walked over as the late bell rang, "Hey guys, happy birthday Tris."
"Thanks."
Mr. Hobbes, the assistant principle appeared out of no where, "Shouldn't you four be in class?" his raspy voiced caused all of them to jump in shock. He was no taller than most of the freshmen and had a weird way of popping up suddenly, giving off the feeling that you were always being watched.
"Um, well, we were just. We were at Rory's locker and then we."
"That will be enough, Mr. Hayden. You should all get to class." the old man bent over and let out a hacking cough for almost a minuet. After he recovered himself, the four were looking at him with different expressions. Rory looked concerned, Tristan was staring at him with a mix of confusion and shock, Kaleb looked amused, and Devin's eye brows were almost lost in his hair, wondering if the man would begin breathing again. He looked at each student before yelling, "NOW!" They scattered instantly.
FOURTH PERIOD
"Okay class, for the next five weeks we will be working on a group project. The groups will either debate your topic for the class or put on a play from one of the scenes from your topic. We will be doing Romeo and Juliet. With debating, you will choose which points to represent. Acting, I will give you a scene to do. You will receive very few directions from me on this, it will definitely be a group effort to see how you all work together.
The groups are," the class groaned, having hoped to choose their own partners, the teacher smiled a horrible sweet smile, "Oh, don't be upset now. You didn't really think I would let you choose your own groups, did you?" a general mumble came from the class and she smiled, "Group one: Kaleb Minert, Noah Strey, Katie Johnson, Tray Stephens, and Samantha Norris. Group two: Tristan Dugrey, Natalie Duncan, Tyler Christensen, Joseph Taylor, and Allie Snow." Rory's jaw dropped and Tristan groaned, Allie? Why Allie? Although she seemed very pleased with herself, winking at Tristan. He looked at his girlfriend and she shrugged.
"Group three: Lorelai Hayden, Christopher Osborn, Joshuah Hanks, Erin Scott, and Zachary Jackson." It was Tristan's turn to have his jaw drop. Zack Jackson? That guy had always hated him. Since fifth grade, everything that Tristan had, he needed too. It was a competition to him, and Tristan had recently heard that Zack was eyeing Rory.
"Group Four: Devin Hayden, Lani Gibson, Brittany Packer, Drew Hayes, and tomorrow a new student will be joining our school, he will be in your group. Now, one person from each group has a topic under his or her chair. Everyone look." Rory felt under her chair and there was nothing. Turning to Erin, she saw the girl holding a thin sheet of paper that said, 'Romeo and Juliet, Debate.' and that was all. Turning to Tristan, she saw him looking at a similar sheet in horror.
"What's wrong?" He handed her the paper without saying a word, and she saw why he looked like that. It read 'Romeo and Juliet, Acting, Death Scene.' Her face paled, "Tristan, out of your whole group, you're the only guy who can act."
"Yeah, I know."
"And Allie and Natalie are the only girls."
"I know. And seeing as there's no way in hell that I'm about to kiss Natalie, that leaves....." he trailed off, wondering what Rory would do.
"Allie Snow."
"Yeah."
"Wow."
"Yeah." Allie walked over to Tristan and sat on his desk, crossing her legs and making sure her skirt slid up six inches as she did.
"Hey Tris. I guess we'll be Romeo and Juliet, seeing as we're the only ones in the group who can act." she smiled a sickeningly sweet smile at Rory.
"Um, yeah, right. Allie, could you, you know, get off my desk?"
She looked at him and batted her eyes, "Anything for you Tris. Meet me after school so we can decide which scene to do."
"Sorry, I have plans right after school."
"Well then we can meet after that."
"Plans that will go very late."
"Trust me, how late it is doesn't matter."
"VERY late."
"I'll be up, waiting for your call."
"Look whore, he'll be gone all night okay? By the time he gets in, you'll be in bed, trust me! So why don't you just walk your little Abercrombie ass back over there and leave MY boyfriend the hell alone?!"
Allie looked like she'd been slapped in the face, she'd hit on plenty of taken guys, but no one's girlfriend had ever yelled at her like that, "W-whatever. I'll see you later Tris." she stood up and walked away as fast as her legs would go.
Tristan turned to Rory and smirked, "A little jealous, are we?"
"No."
"It's okay, I like the jealous Rory, very hott."
"Shut up Tristan."
"Demanding, I like it." She rolled her eyes and turned away, "Hey, that's not very nice, Mary."
She ignored him and kept talking to Erin. After a little while, Zack walked up, "So, Rory, we're in the same group, huh?"
"Um, yeah, I guess." he opened his mouth to say something else, but the bell rang and he didn't get a chance.
Rory packed up her things and walked out the door, smiling as she felt Tristan's arm wrap around her waist. After they got to her locker, Tristan kissed her lightly, "I have to go to my locker, but I'll see you in seventh."
"Okay, bye." a small smile played on her face as she watched him walk away. Once she couldn't see him any longer, she felt a hand skim over her waist and felt as if a cold knife shot down her spine. Someone stood on the right, facing her.
"Hey, we didn't finish talking in there." Zack. He was one of the guys who'd been watching her the past few weeks since Tristan had asked her out. "So, I was thinking, maybe we could get together sometime."
She looked at him in annoyance, "I have a boyfriend, you know."
"Yeah, I do. But, no, just for the project, nothing personal. But don't worry, if you're worried he might get mad and do something he'd regret, you don't have to tell him."
"Um, how about hell no? I'm not worried he'd do something he'd regret. And I don't want to 'meet' with you unless it's the whole group, you jackass." she turned to walk away, but he held her wrist gently.
"No, no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."
"Yes you did, if you didn't then you wouldn't have said that."
"That's how Tristan acts, isn't it? I'm just trying to figure out how how did it."
"Did what?"
"Get a girl like you." he ran a hand through her hair gently.
She pulled back as if burned, "Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Am I making you uncomfortable?"
"Uh, yeah! Just a little!"
"I'm sorry, congratulations."
"What?"
"Well, I'm happy for you two. I think you may be able to change him." he smiled at her slightly, "Of course, we also thought that Michelle could."
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, as you know, Tristan is a player."
"Was a player."
He laughed slightly, "Was a player. Until Michelle. He was so in love with her. He chased her for about three months. A little longer than he chased you. You and Michelle do look similar. Anyway, she finally gave in and agreed on a date, they were so happy together. So in love, you could see it. Making out in the halls, saying how much they loved each other, he always put his arm around her waist, it was really sweet, until they hit a rocky patch, that is. He dropped her and the next day he had a new whore. She moved away a week later. Rumor had it that Tristan got what he wanted. He got her and then was done, bored. I heard she moved because that weren't careful and she was pregnant. But of course, that was just gossip." His fake smile dropped, seeing the hurt look on Rory's face, " Oh, did he not tell you? She only left two months before you came." Rory turned, looking for a bathroom, she felt sick. "Of course, maybe you will be the one to change him. But anyway, I have to go, see you later Ror." and Zack walked away, leaving her alone in the deserted hall.
A/N: I finally got up another chapter. Yay! So, review, because I know exactly where I want this to go now and how to write it. Lata darlings. Muah.