Disclaimer: I only own my ideas and if I add any characters…the rest belong to the genius, Amy Sherman-Palladino

AN: This doesn't really have anything to do with the story, but it does have to do with Gilmore Girls. I got Teen Vogue in the mail yesterday and Alexis was on the cover…with Adam Brody. He gets all his credit for the OC, but seeing him with Alexis made me miss him as Dave on GG. Please read and review and if you get a chance read my other stories History Repeats Itself (a trory) and That Day (a one shot lit song fic). Thanks so much.

Background: Everything up to Raincoats and Recipes is included in this story. It takes place Rory's first day back at Yale. Lindsey's pregnant and Dean stayed with her keeping what happened between him and Rory a secret. Lorelai helped Rory get over the heartbreak over the summer while working on her own relationship with Luke.

Summary: During her second year at Yale, Rory runs into someone she vaguely remembers from her past. He doesn't remember much about her either until he spends a little time with her…but her boyfriend doesn't make things easy for him. (Trory)

Rory and Paris didn't see much of each other the summer after their freshman year. Paris was traveling Europe and Rory was drowning herself in tears after that night with Dean. The only person other than Dean and Rory who knew a thing about it was Lorelai and she swore not to tell a soul…including Luke. Rory still wasn't back to her old self while she was listening to Paris drone on and on about her trip to Europe. Being in the dorm and passing Tanna and Janet in the halls made Rory remember that day before she left and all of the comments made about her not dating all year. This year they weren't in a suite, just a regular dorm room. Those comments the girls made were part of the force driving Rory towards Dean. Maybe if that hadn't happened she wouldn't have slept with Dean. Rory was confused about everything and couldn't wait for classes to start so she'd have something to divert her attention to.

"Rory are you listening to me?"

"Huh? What? Oh yea, Paris…continue."

"What's going on with you?"

"Nothing."

Paris didn't believe her friend but didn't want to pry. She couldn't shake the feeling that Rory was hiding something big, something life changing. Just then she thought of the perfect solution to get Rory's mind off whatever it was on…a party. Yale had parties every night but the first night there had to be something big going on. When Paris first suggested it Rory seemed to be very against it, but after a little persuasion she agreed to go. Right as Rory was agreeing, Lorelai walked in with coffee and overheard the end of a conversation. She seemed to be very agreeing on Paris and Rory going to a party – although Lorelai didn't want to see Rory as a typical college student, she knew that it was something that would clear her mind. The three of them drank their coffee and finished setting up everything in their room. Around 7:30 Lorelai kissed Rory goodbye and headed back to Stars Hollow for her date with Luke.

Paris went through her own and Rory's clothes to find something perfect for a party. She'd changed since high school where she didn't care very much about clothes, Rory noticed this too. They remembered the night when Paris had a date and went to Rory's house for help getting ready.

"You only had one lipstick," Rory laughed.

"And it wasn't even a color," Paris added.

The two remembered that night and broke out in laughter; it was the first time in a while Rory found herself not thinking of Dean. They finally picked out what they were going to wear. Rory had a black spaghetti strap dress that complimented her well and ended right above her knee. Paris on the other hand preferred a peach color of the same style dress. Both girls applied a modest amount of make up and left their dorm to find the biggest party on campus.

Rory brought a book with her knowing that if she decided she really didn't want to be there, she could find a corner and read a book. Paris told Rory to just let loose and have some fun, forget the book. There was plenty of time for reading but this was the time to party. When they arrived at the party, Paris headed straight to the keg. Apparently during her summer in Europe she'd done a lot of drinking and thought she could handle her alcohol. After losing sight of her friend, Rory wandered around looking for another familiar face. She saw people she recognized from her classes but no one she really associated with. One blonde guy caught her attention, there was something familiar about him but she couldn't tell what it was. He was surrounded by girls all grinding close to him looking slightly inebriated.

For the first hour, Rory socialized a little realizing that no one would remember her in the morning. She did meet one guy who seemed to be the only person other than her who was sober. His name was Brian Andrews and he was a political science major who had also brought a book to the party. The two talked until Paris walked over already a little tipsy telling Rory to lighten up and have some fun. She then proceeded to hit on Brian who took that opportunity to walk away. Paris looked at Rory confused as to why Brian walked away then left to get another beer.

For the first time that night, Rory started thinking about Dean and how he was home with a pregnant Lindsey. She remembered how that night Dean told her that everything was going badly and that there wasn't much of a marriage. Everything got patched up as soon as Lindsey was pregnant and Rory wasn't the type to ruin a marriage for her own personal benefit. Brian seemed like a good guy, maybe the type to make Dean disappear to Rory. Why did Paris have to drink and ruin it? Rory considered finding Brian again, but worried about Paris coming over to her again. Her thoughts were interrupted when Brian came back to her.

"Hey, sorry about before – your friend was just…"

"I know."

Rory noticed the book in Brian's hands, Oliver Twist, a book that reminded her of another guy in her past. She decided to look past that and just have a normal conversation with Brian. They discussed their schedules which led to Rory realizing that Brian was a junior. He told her information on her professors and discussed the classes with her. Rory hadn't had such an intellectually stimulating conversation with a guy in so long…probably since Jess. Time started to fly by as Rory and Brian just sat in a corner of the party talking and cracking jokes about every person at the party. They stood up and Brian offered to walk Rory back to her room, she willingly agreed.

When they arrived at her room, a drunken Paris was stumbling to the door. Brian quickly said goodbye to Rory and headed back to his room. She couldn't help but smile over the guy that she spent all that time with. Her thoughts were once again interrupted by Paris who wanted to get into the room but was having problems with her key. Rory opened the door and watched Paris fall into her bed and within seconds being in a dead sleep. Rory looked over at her roommate and thought about the nights that both of them had. While Paris was off with the beer and probably dancing with more guys than she'd ever remember, Rory was meeting someone she thought could be someone in her life. Brian was so many things Rory had been looking for and she hoped everything would work out for the best.

The next morning Paris woke up with a migraine she couldn't believe and realized that she was still wreaking of beer. Rory was still sleeping, so Paris left the room to shower and tried to get rid of her hang over. After her shower, Paris decided that she needed coffee and she wouldn't dare go back to the room without one for Rory. The smell of the coffee awakened Rory who was in the middle of a dream about Brian. Paris held the coffee over Rory's head as she swatted at it like a cat for a catnip toy. After a few minutes of teasing, Paris gave in and Rory received her addiction.

"Has anyone ever told you that you have a coffee problem?"

"Luke. He says I got it from my mom."

The girls laughed over how obvious the latter of Rory's statement was then continued to discuss the wonders of coffee. Paris' headache was finally starting to go away, but she still decided to lie down and relax while Rory went to take her shower.

On her way back to her room, Rory ran into Brian in the hall. He asked if he could take her out that night and of course she agreed. He was going to pick her up at 6 and take her to dinner; they said they'd figure anything else out that night. Rory walked the rest of the way back to her room in a complete daze. She had a very good feeling about Brian. Paris asked for a reason behind the good mood and when Rory explained she didn't remember any guy from the night before. She remembered dancing and beer, that was about it.

A little before 6, Rory started getting ready for her date and Paris left to find another party. Paris Geller, a party girl, who would've ever thought that was possible? If she started to like the taste of beer too much, Rory knew she'd have to stop her. Brian arrived at exactly 6:00 and Rory wasn't completely ready so she asked him to come inside and sit down for a minute. Her dorm room wasn't very big compared to the suite she had the year before – but she liked the atmosphere better. There weren't too many people all fighting over everything…it was just her and Paris. About 5 minutes later, Rory was ready to go and Brian led her out to his car.

They went to a little Italian café right outside New Haven. Throughout dinner the conversation ranged from politics to Paris and everything in between. Rory really enjoyed Brian's company and hoped that he felt the same about her. After dinner they decided to go see a movie at the local theater. Since Brian had paid for dinner, Rory wanted to pay for the movie but he was old fashioned and wouldn't let her. The movie was enjoyable and afterwards the two discussed it with laughter.

Rory didn't want the night to end; she had an amazing time with this guy. It was only the first date though so she didn't want to get her hopes up. Paris told her earlier that she was glowing while getting ready to go out. Brian walked Rory back to her room and leaned in to kiss her good night. Just before their lips touched she heard a recognizable voice sounding quite intoxicated. Paris had gotten drunk again and this time that familiar blonde was carrying her back to the room.

"Paris Gellar, I've known you since diapers and I never thought of you as the type to get wasted at a party."

Brian didn't seem to like Paris very much because she kept interrupting him with Rory. Since she wasn't going to be very fun when she got to the room, he gave Rory a sweet, gentle kiss and went back to his room. Rory opened the door to her room as the blonde carried Paris to her bed. She couldn't tell what it was about this guy, but he looked very, very familiar. Maybe she'd just seen him around last year? That didn't seem like the reason, but Rory accepted it because she was in too good of a mood to think more into it.

Paris wouldn't let go of the guy who was tucking her into bed. She was more gone than the night before.

"Rory!" she said slurring the syllables.

"Yes, Paris?"

"Do you remember Tristan?"

The name repeated in Rory's head – she couldn't place where she knew him from. Paris was too drunk to make any sense and Tristan had left the room already. There wouldn't be much help figuring anything out from Paris, so Rory knew she'd have to wait until morning. Tristan she thought, wondering where she knew him from. After a while she realized that Paris had gotten drunk two nights in a row. The Paris from Chilton wouldn't even think of doing anything like that…people really change.

Back in his room Tristan DuGrey tried to remember Paris's roommate. He and Paris had known each other since kindergarten, but he knew her roommate too. There was something very familiar about that girl. Paris had slurred her name so badly that Tristan could barely understand it. He had fallen asleep deep in thought about how weird it was to see Paris drunk and wondering about her roommate.