Remember Me, My Love?
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A/N- This is a shorter then normal chapter. I know, I know, it was supposed to be Flashback Attack, but hey, I'm working on that one right now. Also, the reason it takes awhile to get these out is because I have to write it first (I'm just weird like that.) I changed the title of the story. You won't get the title until later in the story. I hope you all enjoy this filler/fluffy chapter!
Chapter 12- You Should Have Used Preparation H
All thoughts of being the last virgin on earth has easily been forgotten. Rory has been entirely too busy for any silly things like that. She had an 8-page term paper due for English Literature, 5 chapters to read of her Latin book, and a newspaper article on the obscene amount of new technology rising. Rory acted as if last Saturday never happened.
"Hey Ror," Tristan said walking back from a class into the dorm, "I've got some bad news."
"Oh, did somebody die? I hate funerals," Rory frowned.
"No, my mom's making me go to a party at her house on Friday," Tristan whined.
"Well at least it's not on our anniversary," Rory smiled, "I'm sure you'll have a good time."
"I need a date," Tristan winced.
"Crap," Rory muttered, "I have no fancy-shmancy dresses to wear. What to do, what to do!" Rory paced around her coffee table.
"How about I take you shopping, my treat?" Tristan pleaded, "Please?"
"Ok, I will," Rory smiled, "Besides, I get to show off the Dugrey boy I have as arm candy."
"Hey!" Tristan playfully smacked her, "You can go to the party in a sack. I'll take Cissy, remember her?"
"Fine, I'm sorry, let's go."
"Now," Rory said, standing in front of the store, "What kind of formal is this? So formal I could be at my own wedding? Another's wedding? Christmas party?"
"I'm wearing a tux," Tristan tried to be helpful.
"Well, that's PLENTY of information," Rory spat sarcastically, but then shot him a sympathetic look. Rory barged through the doors. She was on a mission, get in, find a dress, try it on, leave. She went over to the dresses and circled around them. "Ooh, two pretty dresses, which to choose? I'll try both on, and tell me which one you like better," Rory informed him, and went over to the dressing rooms. Tristan followed and sat on a bench outside of them.
When Rory walked out in the first dress, Tristan was breathtaken. The dress was the palest of pink, and just a little sparkly. The dress flowed right to her feet. "It's beautiful," Tristan walked up to her.
"But the other one's so pretty too!" Rory whined.
"Well, I'll put the other one back while you change," Tristan offered.
"Okay!" Rory agreed happily. Tristan took the other dress, a navy blue, tea length dress that oozed with tulle, and went up to the counter.
"Hi, I would like to pay for this dress, but I won't be able to pick it up until tomorrow," Tristan informed him.
"Ok," the guy said. Tristan paid for it, and went to get Rory.
"All taken care of," Tristan smiled, "Come on, let's pay for it." Tristan said and led her to a different counter.
"All right Ror, you ready?" Tristan said, carrying her dress.
"Yup, but can we stop by one more place?" Rory grinned innocently.
-2 hours later-
"Are you done yet ?" Tristan groaned. For the last two hours, Rory has been browsing Barnes and Noble's selection of must-reads, and let me tell you, there's a lot. Rory has given a brief overview on each story she's picked up, like A Walk to Remember, a classic love story, telling you to leave each day like your last, because you never know what could happen. Or Flowers For Algernon, telling you anything is possible, and even though Charlie had surgery, all his perseverence really helped. Tristan completely lost her after The Secret Life of Bees.
"Umm, almost... yea, all done!" Rory was holding a bag full of books, and another stack of books.
"Okay, let's go my book-lovin' coffee queen," Tristan grinned as he held the door open for her.
"Okay, my loyal, egotistical king." Rory grinned back.
"Ror, come on. My mom will kill us if we're late," Tristan was adjusting his tie, frustrated.
"Hold your horses, a lady's beauty is never rushed," Rory replied hastily. She's never met Tristan's parents before. To be truthful, she was completely petrified. Rory wasn't sure how she would look in his parents' eyes. Too low-maintenance? Not of proper breeding? Sure, she was a Gilmore, but she was sure everyone knew of Lorelai, and the Hartford elite were not throwing her mom a baby shower back in the day. Maybe she didn't have proper manners? Oh dear lord, she was beginning to sweat.
"Ror, hun?" Tristan called again.
"Coming," Rory took one more glance over. Her hair was eloquently put back into a twist. Her make-up, simple yet beautiful, was shimmery and light. This was the best she could do. Rory grabbed her small silver clutch, and walked to meet Tristan. She was beginning to panic.
"You look beautiful, let's go." Tristan linked his arm with hers. Now, Rory swore she could feel her heart beating a mile a minute.
"Rory, don't worry, you'll be fine. Oh, and any mention of baby stories is taboo," Tristan grimaced.
"Why?" Rory asked.
"My parents will just try and make them up. My nanny raised me. They don't know anything." Tristan gripped the steering wheel a bit tighter.
"Okay, no baby stories," Rory nodded. Great, what would she talk about now. The weather? Rory looked outside the car window and saw a gloomy, windy night. Oh yeah, that's a great subject. Well, she can ask what Mr. Dugrey does as a job. That worked with her grandfather many years ago. Okay, that's what she would do.
"Mary, snap out of it," Tristan gripped her shoulder, "We're here,"
"Oh, okay," Rory shook out of her daydream," Tristan greeted her at the passenger door. Tristan wrapped his arm around her waist, rubbing her side soothingly.
"My parents are over there, you ready?" Tristan asked. Rory leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Ready as I'll ever be," Rory braced herself as they headed over.
"Mom, Dad," Tristan said, acknowledging his and Rory's presence.
"Hello son," Mr. Dugrey shook Tristan's hand.
"This is my girlfriend, Rory Gilmore," Tristan replied.
"Hello dear, your grandparents are simply the loveliest people. I'm Caroline, and this is Arthur," Caroline smiled.
"Hello," Rory smiled politely, "So, Mr.-"
"Well, lovely to meet you dear. Take care," Caroline waved and pulled Arthur along.
"Wow all that sweating for nothing. I had a conversation planned and everything," Rory sighed.
"Yup, that didn't surprise me. You had 'baby stories' written all over your face," Tristan teased.
"Meanie," Rory replied.
"That I am," Tristan grinned.
"Ugh, Tristan, I'm all itchy." Rory squirmed.
"Well, then you should have used Preparation H." Tristan smirked.
"The dress itches stupid," Rory smacked him, "Let's dance!"
END OF CHAPTER
This ends the chapter, it is short, I know, but hopefully the next one will be out soon. I cannot guarantee that, as I have to read Red Badge of Courage, and it COMPLETELY SUCKS! Yes, it's classic and all, but God, it's sooo boring! Love ya'll.
XoXo,
Kates-