Chapter Two: Leave Him Alone!
Author: AngelDani Rating: R for some major swearing, sexual tension and some mild sexual references in later chapters Pairings: Trory Disclaimer: I own nothing in Gilmore Girls. If I did I would not only be one of the richest people alive but I would also be the happiest person alive coz I'd be surrounded by so many hotties! Summery: Rory Gilmore just moved to Chilton from SHH, there she meets Tristan, who is basically the King of the school, and boy does he know it. When Rory stops Tristan from beating someone up and practically yells in his face, war is declared. Authors Note: In this story Rory is gonna be a little OC. She's still gonna have her personality, but I'm gonna make it that she's into martial arts and she loves to play pranks.
Rory walked through the hallways of Chilton almost in awe. This place was like a palace and was at least three times bigger than SHH, looking over at the card that had her locker number and combination before Rory scanned the lockers for number 34.
When she finally found it Rory saw that there were about three guys picking on this one kid, who looked as though he might be in about the eighth grade, they were all quite good looking. But that poor kid was really getting hurt.
Narrowing her eyes and picking up her courage, "Leave him alone!" she angrily said.
The guys immediately turned around. It was obvious that they hadn't been stood up to before. A guy that was obviously the leader of the group smirked at her and looked her up and down, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"And who might you be?" he asked.
Rory glared at him, "That is none of your business. Now leave him alone!"
"You new?" asked the second guy.
"None of you're business jerk! Let go of him!"
The first guy looked straight into her eyes, blue met blue. She took a moment to drink in just how gorgeous he was with tousled blonde hair and a strong, tall, lean body. Shaking herself out of her reverie and cursing herself for thinking that way about this jerk Rory stared coldly at him. "You're really pathetic, you know that?"
The guy raised his eyebrows, "Am I now?"
"Yes," Rory said furiously "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"
"Do you have any idea who I am?"
"I don't know and I don't care." Rory said through gritted teeth "All I know is that you are totally pathetic to pick on the people smaller than you. You really need to grow up!"
The third guy looked as though he was about to pounce on her when the first guy blocked him, "No Tom, don't." he smirked at Rory. "Okay Mary, I'll make you a little deal. I'll never lay a finger on Verny ever again if you go out with me."
"I'd rather date a live crocodile covered in army ants! You must be seriously delusional if you think that I would ever go out with you! Now get out of my way because you happened to have chosen to have you're little altercation right in front of my locker!" Clenching her fists, Rory's eyes could have burnt a hole in the wall.
The guy tapped her locker, "This your locker?"
"What are you deaf? I just told you that! I think you need to have you're ears cleaned."
The guy smirked as he looked down at Rory's clenched fists, "I'll move if you go out with me."
Rory felt like she wanted to slap his face. "I am not going to give you any satisfaction by repeating myself to you. So instead I will say this, FUCK OFF!"
Another smirk.
Sighing impatiently Rory shook her head, "Fine you give me no choice," Using all the strength she could muster, which was a lot Rory pushed him out of her way. The guys' eyes widened at her strength and glared at her. Rory simply smirked at him then put in the combination to her locker.
"You know, I'm gonna find out your name sooner or later. I have many connections in this school and you don't wanna mess with me."
Rory rolled her eyes, "Oh I'm shaking in my high heel shoes."
Another glare.
"Piss off twit." Rory said before taking out her books and walking to her next class.
Author: AngelDani Rating: R for some major swearing, sexual tension and some mild sexual references in later chapters Pairings: Trory Disclaimer: I own nothing in Gilmore Girls. If I did I would not only be one of the richest people alive but I would also be the happiest person alive coz I'd be surrounded by so many hotties! Summery: Rory Gilmore just moved to Chilton from SHH, there she meets Tristan, who is basically the King of the school, and boy does he know it. When Rory stops Tristan from beating someone up and practically yells in his face, war is declared. Authors Note: In this story Rory is gonna be a little OC. She's still gonna have her personality, but I'm gonna make it that she's into martial arts and she loves to play pranks.
Rory walked through the hallways of Chilton almost in awe. This place was like a palace and was at least three times bigger than SHH, looking over at the card that had her locker number and combination before Rory scanned the lockers for number 34.
When she finally found it Rory saw that there were about three guys picking on this one kid, who looked as though he might be in about the eighth grade, they were all quite good looking. But that poor kid was really getting hurt.
Narrowing her eyes and picking up her courage, "Leave him alone!" she angrily said.
The guys immediately turned around. It was obvious that they hadn't been stood up to before. A guy that was obviously the leader of the group smirked at her and looked her up and down, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"And who might you be?" he asked.
Rory glared at him, "That is none of your business. Now leave him alone!"
"You new?" asked the second guy.
"None of you're business jerk! Let go of him!"
The first guy looked straight into her eyes, blue met blue. She took a moment to drink in just how gorgeous he was with tousled blonde hair and a strong, tall, lean body. Shaking herself out of her reverie and cursing herself for thinking that way about this jerk Rory stared coldly at him. "You're really pathetic, you know that?"
The guy raised his eyebrows, "Am I now?"
"Yes," Rory said furiously "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"
"Do you have any idea who I am?"
"I don't know and I don't care." Rory said through gritted teeth "All I know is that you are totally pathetic to pick on the people smaller than you. You really need to grow up!"
The third guy looked as though he was about to pounce on her when the first guy blocked him, "No Tom, don't." he smirked at Rory. "Okay Mary, I'll make you a little deal. I'll never lay a finger on Verny ever again if you go out with me."
"I'd rather date a live crocodile covered in army ants! You must be seriously delusional if you think that I would ever go out with you! Now get out of my way because you happened to have chosen to have you're little altercation right in front of my locker!" Clenching her fists, Rory's eyes could have burnt a hole in the wall.
The guy tapped her locker, "This your locker?"
"What are you deaf? I just told you that! I think you need to have you're ears cleaned."
The guy smirked as he looked down at Rory's clenched fists, "I'll move if you go out with me."
Rory felt like she wanted to slap his face. "I am not going to give you any satisfaction by repeating myself to you. So instead I will say this, FUCK OFF!"
Another smirk.
Sighing impatiently Rory shook her head, "Fine you give me no choice," Using all the strength she could muster, which was a lot Rory pushed him out of her way. The guys' eyes widened at her strength and glared at her. Rory simply smirked at him then put in the combination to her locker.
"You know, I'm gonna find out your name sooner or later. I have many connections in this school and you don't wanna mess with me."
Rory rolled her eyes, "Oh I'm shaking in my high heel shoes."
Another glare.
"Piss off twit." Rory said before taking out her books and walking to her next class.