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Author: Gilmoregirl7878

Pairing: Trory

Disclaimer: I. Own. Nothing.

A/N: Okay, so the first chapter wasn't that good. BUT THIS ONE IS REALLY GOOD! I love this chapter! PLEASE REVIEW!

Rory woke up to a pounding at her door. She quickly got up and hurried over to her door to open it.

"You answer the door, dressed like that?" Emily asked distastefully. Rory looked down at her outfit. She was wearing a tiny tank top and boy shorts. Rory rolled her eyes secretly.

"What can I do for you Grandma?"

"Well, I came to get you for breakfast. I need to introduce you to some of my friends."

"Okay, Grandma, let me get dressed and I'll meet you there."

"Don't be late" Where Emily Gilmore's parting words.

Rory closed the door and silently screamed. She went to her drawers and picked out some of the clothing that her mother had made her buy for times like these. She wore a pink sun dress with spaghetti straps. Completely the 'old' Rory look. Rory put on lip gloss and headed to the Breakfast room.

Twenty minutes later, Rory was sitting at a table with her Grandmother and her friends, who were gossiping away. Rory wasn't even listening to the conversation anymore. She was looking at all the people around her. Rory looked at all the girls, all ages, wearing dresses just like hers'. She was about to die of boredom when Tristan DuGrey passed her, on his way out of the Breakfast Room. He smiled at her while passing. Unfortunately, Her Grandmother and the old Biddies, noticed also.

"Ugh, There goes that DuGrey boy. Rory how do you know him. Please tell me you're not associated with him." Emily said with a disapproving frown.

"Actually, Grandma, I just know him from Chilton."

"You know, I heard his father is letting him back into Chilton." Said one of Grandma's friends.

"Really, -

They stared go on about what they had heard about Tristan's family. Rory felt wrong sitting hear and listening to this so, she excused herself.

"Grandma, I think I'm gonna go read." Rory said with her 'Innocent' smile.

"Okay, Rory, I won't see you until Dinnertime. Me and the girls are going to a spa on the ship all day, so I won't see you." Emily said.

'Thank god!' Rory thought.

"Okay, well see you then!" Rory said getting up and leaving.

The first thing she did was go back to her room and change out of these clothes. She put on a tight white tank top and baggy hip hugger pink pants that had a chain hanging off them. She put on red eyeliner and a little red eyeshadow. She defiantly liked her style a lot more than the other.

She was aimlessly walking around the ship, just thinking. She stopped at one point and looked out at the ocean. She heard a bunch of girls giggle to the left of her. She looked over and saw a couple of girls swarming around Tristan who was trying to get away. She smirked at his face when he saw her.

Tristan was trying to get away from these desperate girls who were inviting him up into their room. Too easy of girls were a turn off. He looked around tuning out their constant chatter and felt someone looking at him, like he always could. He looked to his right and saw Rory Gilmore. She was leaning against the railing with a smirk on his face that reminded him much of his own. She was so different than the other girls.

Her style and attitude had changed so much since he had last seen her. The dress she was wearing at Breakfast looked more her style. Baggy pants with a chain and a tight tank top, with make up on, was really shocking. He walked past the girls ignoring them and sauntered up to Rory, who was still smirking at him.

"Hey, Mary. Like your style, although, I quite liked your 'Virgin Mary' self at Breakfast." He said smirking.

"Tristan, I shouldn't be talking to you! My Grandmother said You are a bad boy and I should stay away from you!" Rory said with fake wide eyes and mock whisper.

"Bad boy? Mare, I could show you how bad I can be." He said with a wink.

"I bet you could" Rory said getting close to him before brushing past him and kept walking.

Tristan stared at where she once was standing before jogging to catch up with her. He caught her arm and walked backwards in front of her.

Rory just rolled her eyes before grabbing his arm and pulling him behind her and opening a door of an empty gym. She backed herself up against a wall out of sight of people.

"Mary?"

"Shh." Rory said before capturing his lips with her own. Tristan processed what was happening and pushed against the wall a little harder. She moaned and opened her mouth slightly, allowing Tristan to slide his tongue into her mouth. Her hands traveled up from his neck into his hair. Pulling herself up against him tighter. When she did this Tristan grabbed her thighs and grabbed her so she wrapped her legs around his waist. They stayed like that until they both needed to breathe again. Rory rested her forehead against Tristans' panting heavily.

"I wanted to do that, that day I left." He said huskily.

"I wish you would have." Rory said honestly, looking into his eyes. She kissed him one more time, thoroughly.

She looked him and said a sentence that Tristan thought her would never hear her say.

"Your room." Tristan's eyes went wide.

"Are you sure?"

"Never been so sure of anything else in my life" She replied honestly.

That's all Tristan needed to hear. He grabbed her hand and lead her to his room.

He opened the door and let her in. Rory looked around the room shyly.

"Where are your parents?" She asked nervously.

"My parent's room is across the ship on the other side. And they never check up on me, so relax." He said smirking at the hint of the Mary he remembered came back.

He walked up to her and gently kissed her which ended up becoming very heated and them falling onto the bed.

Rory opened her eyes slowly and looked around. She looked her beside her and there lay Tristan DuGrey. She watched him sleep with a content smile before getting up. She got dressed and wrote Tristan a note before leaving his room in search of her own.

When Rory got back she took a shower and got dressed in a skirt and looser tank top. Both light green. She put on some lip gloss just as someone knocked on the door. Rory opened it and put on a fake smile for her grandmother.

"Hey Grandma. I'm ready for dinner."

"Wonderful, Rory."

Meanwhile, Tristan was just waking up. He reached over looking for Rory. He instead felt a note. Panic instantly washed over him. He opened his eyes and read the note she had left.

Tristan

I don't regret it, don't worry. That was amazing for me, but I had to meet my Grandmother for dinner. Listen, I want to continue seeing you, but my grandmother can NOT find out. It would get to complicated. See you later, oh by the way, look under the pillow.

Rory

Tristan looked under the pillow and saw Rory's blue lacy thong. He smirked and laid back in bed remembering what had just happened a little while ago on his bed, twice.

Rory was barely listening to her Grandmother as usually. She and her Grandmother were standing with a group of people chatting. She would nod when she was supposed to and smile when supposed to. She was looking for Tristan, he was all she could think about. She secretly smiled about before. He was gentle and loving yet passionate. Although, they hadn't said anything, she could feel love between them. She was staring into space until she heard a rich preppy guy looking at her smiling and her Grandmother saying something,

'Oops. Better start listening.'

" -wonderful couple, John, why don't you take Rory for a walk around the deck."

'Oh my god, she's setting me up. Rory just smile and nod your head.'

Rory smiled and nodded her head. She allowed herself to be lead out the door. On her way out she saw Tristan heading her way. He was about to smile at her until he saw the guy with his hand on her back, his eyes immediately hardened and became emotionless. He passed them without another glance. Rory quickly felt sick and light headed. She couldn't believe this was happening. But she couldn't go against her Grandmother. She took a deep breath and gave a small smile at John.

For the past hour Rory had been listening to John talk on and on about the hardships of not knowing which Ivy League is the best for him. She smiled when supposed to. He never asked her any questions, but kept talking about himself.

"So, Rory, would you like to do this again?" He asked with his 'charming' grin.

'NO! NEVER! I WOULD RATHER DIE! I WANT TO MAKE OUT WITH TRISTAN AND HAVE SEX WITH HIM!' Her mind screamed.

Instead she just said yes and allowed him to be a perfect gentleman. A minute John left, Emily showed up and gushed about John.

"Oh Rory! You'll be the cutest couple! He is going to be a lawyer and take over his Father's firm. He got into Princeton, Yale, and Harvard. His blonde hair with your eyes, your children would be gorgeous!" Emily said.

Rory stayed quiet and smiled and told Emily she was tired and not feeling good. Emily left and Rory collapsed on her bed. She waited until about mid night before heading over to Tristan's room.

Tristan was laying on his bed staring at his ceiling like he had been for the past couple hours.

'Was Rory really that different. Did she really just think of that as sex? A good fuck by Tristan DuGrey. God, I hope not. I love her. But, why was she with a different guy?'

Tristan kept asking himself the same things over and over again in his head. He jumped when he heard a knock at his door. He checked his clock. 12:20 AM. He knew who it was before he answered the door.

Rory stood outside his door biting her lip looking at the ground. When he opened the door she looked up and saw the emptiness in his eyes.

"Can I come in?" She asked softly.

He stared at her for a second before moving aside and letting her in. She walked in and he shut th door behind her.

She walked over and sat on the bed. He awkwardly sat next to her. Staring at her.

"That was John." Rory said quietly, not knowing to start.

"That guy? Yea, I know him, well, not really but I've met him." Tristan said, still showing no emotion.

"My Grandmother set us up. Apparently, we'll make the cutest couple." Rory said trying to give some humor into the situation. She failed miserably.

"Well, I hope you two will be happy together." Tristan said coldly.

"No! Tristan listen to me!" She said grabbing his hands and getting off the bed and kneeling in front of him to catch his gaze off the floor. "I don't like him. I spent a hour listening to him talk about himself. I don't love him like I do you! I mean, who could he just -

"What!" Tristan interrupted her. Rory immediately realized what she had said.

"Well, I kinda, sorta, love you." She mumbled looking down at their hands. Tristan's eyes immediately softened. He raised her chin so she would look at him.

"Well, I kinda, sorta, love you too." He whispered even though they where the only ones in the room. She smiled at him and he lifted her into his lap and started to kiss her softly. He laid her down on the bed next to him and they laid like that for a while just holding each other.

"Listen, Tris, my Grandmother pays my scholarship, she can't find out about you, and I have to humor her with this John guy, are you okay with that?" She asked looking into his eyes. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, no, but I really don't have a choice." He said. They kissed and the subject was done for now when the kiss became more heated.

"So, I believe you have something of mine?" Rory asked smirking when they pulled apart.

Tristan gave her his famous smirk and rolled her underneath him.

An hour later, Rory was kissing Tristan good-night.

"Oh wait!" Tristan, ran over and grabbed a cd. "Listen to track 1 and 2. They make me think of you." He said with a smirk. She kissed him one more time before leaving.

Back in her room she immediately put on the cd in her walkman. She laid down and thought of Tristan and listened to the lyrics.

One more kiss could be the best thing, or
One more lie could be the worst.
And all these thoughts are never resting,
And your not something i deserve.

In my head there's only you now,
This world falls on me
In this world there's real and make believe
This seems real to me..
You love me but you don't know who i am. am torn between this life i lead and where i stand.
You love me but you don't know who i am, So let me go...let me go

The next song was more up beat. She began shaking her head to the music.

I'm sleeping and right in the middle of a good dream
When all at once I wake up
From something that keeps knocking at my brain
Before I go insane
I hold my pillow to my head and spring up in my bed
Screaming out the words I dread,

I think I love you

This morning I woke up with this feeling
I didn't know how to deal with
And so I just decided to myself I'd hide it to myself
And never talk about it
And didn't I go and shout it when you walked into the room,
I think I love you
I think I love you so what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
A love there is no cure for.
I think I love you
Isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say that I've never felt this way.

Believe me, you really don't have to worry
I only want to make you happy,
And if you say, Hey go away I will, but I think better still,
I better stay around and love till you think I have a case
Let me ask you to your face, Do you think you love me?

I think I love you
I think I love you so what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
A love there is no cure for.
I think I love you
Isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say that I've never felt this way.

I don't know what I'm up against. I don't know what it's all about.
I got so much to think about, yeah

I think I love you
I think I love you so what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
A love there is no cure for.
Do you think you love me?
I think I love you
I think I love you

At the end of the song Rory was smiling like a idiot. She took the headphones off and rolled over falling asleep, dreaming about the man she loved.

A/N: Okay, well, I know this may seem soon, with the whole Love you, sex thing, but the story is going to be about them trying to STAY in a relationship and keep it a secret. The first song was Let Me Go by Three Doors Down, and the second was I Think I Love You by Less Than Jake. Expect More Soon!