TITLE: The Rich and Famous

DISCLAIMER: Well before I could of said Chad, but now that he's married, well, now he's Sophia's. So now, I own nothing but my computer, this story, and the following people: Alex, Ryan, Charlie, and Brett.

SUMMARY: Rory gets discovered by a film caster and meets some familiar people as a result.

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'Dean called this morning.' Paris said as Rory walked into the common room.

'Again?' Rory sighed.

'Yup, but this time, he called to wish you a Happy Thanksgiving.' Paris said pointedly.

'Did you tell him to Happy Thanksgiving my ass?' Rory asked plopping down.

'Gilmore, your love life is none of my business.' Rory gave Paris a look.

'Fine. It's just weird for him to call. I mean he knows you have a boyfriend, right?'

'I made it very clear, but you know it has been like a month…maybe he forgot.'

'That you're dating Tristan? I doubt he'd forget that.'

'…Umm…I didn't tell him.' Rory said slowly.

'He'll leave you alone if he knows who he's up against. You know that right?'

'I just…don't want to cause any trouble between us. I mean things are really nice right now—'

'The sex is good.' Paris interrupted.

'Umm well—'

'Just admit it.'

'Well yea, but I was talking about our relationship overall.' There was a knock on the door. Rory went to answer it. Tristan was standing there smiling and holding 3 red roses. Paris raised an eyebrow, and Rory just looked confused.

'These are for you.' He said extending them.

'Thank you.' She accepted them and continued to just stand there.

'Ready to go?' he asked. Rory looked even more confused.

'We had a date?'

'No, I'm just taking you out right now.'

'But I have work—' Tristan kissed her softly on the lips to silence her. He pulled back and continued to smile.

'I'll go get my coat.' Rory said walking away.

'What are you trying to pull?' Paris asked.

'I can't just take my girlfriend out for no reason?'

'You can, we just have a curfew here. You miss, no kiss.' Tristan raised his eyebrows in confusion.

'All right Paris, I'll be back. If anything arises…you know my cell phone number.' Paris nodded and watched the two leave.

'So Mr. Spontaneity…where are you taking me?'

'Somewhere small.'

'Well am I dressed appropriately?' Tristan looked at her cute skirt and shirt.

'Yea, you're perfect.' He said smiling and holding her hand in his bigger one. She smiled back. They pulled into a parking lot with the name Andoloro's printed on the awning. Rory stared at the name and racked her brain as to why it sounded so familiar. Tristan parked the car and the two of them walked up to the maitre de.

'Reservation for two under Dugrey.' Tristan said casually. The man nodded and seated them. They got through dinner and Tristan kept seeing Rory's apprehensive face.

'Is everything okay?' he asked worried.

'Yea this place just seems familiar.' He nodded.

'Tristan what is this?'

'What?'

'Why are we here, in this fancy restaurant?'

'You really don't know?' Tristan asked frowning. Rory shrugged helplessly.

'Today is our three month anniversary.' Rory gasped and covered her mouth.

'Oh my god Tristan.' She breathed guiltily.

'You didn't remember?' he asked sounding hurt.

'No, of course I remember, I just…didn't know it was today. I mean I knew it was any day now, I just didn't realize it was this…close. Wow, I'm so sorry Tristan.' Rory said biting her lip having developed tears in her eyes.

'Hey, don't worry about it okay?' he soothed holding her hand in his and stroking it gently with his thumb.

'I can't not worry about it! Here you are trying to make this night all romantic and everything and I…didn't even know why we were here.' she said quietly.

'But you know now, so just relax. Just enjoy the rest of today.' She nodded.

'How about some dessert?' Tristan suggested. Rory nodded happily with the change of subject.

'I'd love some.' She gushed.

'I hear the Tiramisu here is incredible.'

'Great, let's get that.' Tristan nodded and ordered it. About 10 minutes later it arrived. Rory stuck her fork into it and took a bite. Her eyes lit up.

'Oh my god, this is amazing!' Tristan smiled.

'Oh wow, yea this is good.' He said trying some for himself.

'I haven't had Tiramisu this good since…' Rory thought back to when that was. Tristan waited for her to answer but was given a fork clanging onto the table and Rory spitting out the rest into her napkin.

'Are you okay?' he asked.

'Can we please leave? Immediately?' she asked with a sad tone. He nodded quickly placing a $50 bill on the table and helping Rory out of her chair. They were walking to the car when Rory's soft crying filled the air.

'What's wrong?' he asked immediately and brought her to a small patch of grass and helped her sit down.

'I clash.' She said wiping away a tear.

'Your skirt and shirt look fine to me.' He said.

'The décor. I didn't match it. You didn't tell me what restaurant we were going to, so I clashed.' She said as if he knew what she was talking about.

'What?'

'You're not going to…' she trailed off.

'I'm not gonna what?'

'Break up with me are you?'

'Why would I do that?' he asked not understanding.

'Well I mean I love you and I can say that to you so technically you shouldn't break up with me…but there's always that off chance that you know, this night goes diff—' he cut her off with his finger and his eyes staring into hers.

'I love you Rory, okay? And even if you couldn't say it back, I would wait for you, so whatever you're talking about forget it.' He said softly.

'Dean broke up with me because I couldn't say I loved him back.'

'And he's an idiot for that.'

'But tonight just brought all that back.' She said weakly. He gave her a look.

'This was the restaurant he took me too on our three month anniversary. The anniversary where I couldn't tell him I loved him.' Realization dawned on Tristan.

'Oh god, Rory. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean too—'

'I know, it's just slightly…weird the way it worked out. I don't wanna break up.'

'Me neither.'

'I'm sorry. I ruined your afternoon and evening.'

'I'm with you. I hardly consider it a ruined afternoon.' He said smiling comfortingly. She smiled too through her tears.

'Dean's been calling me.' She said randomly.

'What?' he asked confused.

'He called today to wish me a Happy Thanksgiving, but I wasn't there so Paris told me.'

'But you told me you weren't in contact anymore.'

'I know, and I did that because things were great for us and I didn't want to mess that up. Please forgive me.'

'Okay, but Rory this is getting old. You need to tell him to stop.'

'He's supposed to meet me tomorrow at 1 pm. I was going to knee him in the sensitive area but I'd rather you be there too.'

'Sure. I'll be there.' Rory smiled and then giggled looking away. He smiled too.

'What?' he asked turning her to look at him again.

'Well I liked your idea.'

'Idea?'

'The one where when I tell him, you're kissing me.' Tristan smiled widely and laughed.

'Then let's do it. Any opportunity where I can one, make Bagboy jealous and two, kiss you, I'm game.' Rory ruffled his hair.

'Ahh Tristan, whatever am I going to do with you?' Rory asked smiling and shaking her head. Her tears were dry now.

'Well, I could think of one thing.'

'I'm not surprised.' Rory said sarcastically. He smiled again before he kissed her hard and lovingly. She moaned softly against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer to him. They separated.

'Happy anniversary, Mary.'

'Tristan!' She hit him. He smirked but it was wiped away when Rory lowered his lips back onto his.

A/N: I still don't know whether this should be freshman year of junior year. I'd like to do junior year but if majority want freshman, I'll do that. Please review! Thanks, Kiki.