Chapter Twenty-Three: Party Time!

Author: AngelDani

Rating: PG-13 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.

"Rory?" Lorelai peeked into Rory's room.

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing tonight?"

Rory put down The Lovely Bones. "I'm not sure."

"I have my date with Max so I wanted to know what you were doing."

Rory reached over to her bedside table. "Madeline's having a party."

Lorelai looked startled. "A Chilton party?"

"Better than doing nothing."

"But aren't you always complaining that you hate the school?"

"I hate Tristan, not the school."

Lorelai smiled. "Oh Munchkin, don't say that."

"He's done nothing to me but make me miserable."

"You don't hate him Hon." Lorelai smoothed Rory's hair. "In fact, from what you told me about that little date it seems that he likes you a lot and you're starting to like him."

"No." Rory shook her head "I'm going to this party Mom. Madeline and I have sorta become friends."

"Okay. But can I give you a tip?"

"Alright."

"Why don't you take James and Lane with you? That way if you get bored you'll have some friendly faces around you."

Rory nodded. "Okay."

Madeline's house

"What are we doing here?" James asked.

"Stop complaining." Rory told him.

"I can't believe you of all people are at a Chilton party."

"I had nothing better to do."

"This coming from a girl who enjoys reading."

"Shut up guys." Lane said to the two of them and knocked on the door.

Almost immediately the door opened.

"You came!" Madeline squealed.

"Yeah." Rory smiled.

Louise smiled flirtatiously at James. "Hi there."

James put on a fake smile, "Hi."

Rory looked around at the massive house. "Madeline you're house is beautiful."

Madeline grinned. "Thanks it's my stepfathers."

Lane held out her hand. "I'm Lane."

Louise looked at her, "As in walk down a...?"

"One in the same."

"I'm Madeline." Madeline said as two guys came and put their arms around Madeline and Louise.

"So when does the tour of the pool house start?" The guy holding Madeline asked.

Madeline looked confused. "You've seen the pool house."

"Yes," Louise said "But they haven't seen it at night. Right?"

"Right." Madeline's guy said.

Madeline scrunched up her nose. "But-"

Louise put her hand on Madeline's shoulder. "Madeline you are not confused. Think. Process. Focus."

Madeline's eyes gleamed as she got it. "Oh. Bye!" And with that they disappeared.

"They're quite a pair." James said.

"Yeah." Rory pushed some hair out of her face. "I wonder if Claire and Lisa came."

"The girls who helped you with the pranks?" Lane asked.

"Yeah." Rory said. "I haven't really talked to them lately. I've been too busy."

"So..." James looked around. "Where's this Paris? I wanna meet her."

"I don't know if she's coming. She's not into this sort of thing."

"I'm not." Paris had come to chat.

"Paris." Rory was surprised. "You're here."

"Yes I am." She said. "Paris Geller." Paris acknowledged James and Lane.

"James Masters."

"Lane Kim."

"So I didn't think you were much of a party girl." Paris said to Rory.

"I'm not usually, but I thought I'd come by and check it out."

"Same exact people except now we get to see them dance."

"So Paris," Rory grinned, "Do you know which way would lead us to some soda?"

"Keep up because I'm not turning around."

"Wow you didn't exaggerate." Lane whispered.

"Paris needs no embellishments."

"What she need's none of us can give her." James said, earning a slap on the shoulder from Rory.

"All this soda is French!"

"Madeline's mother has a French fetish. She's obsessed with all things French. French wine, French food, French water, French cellulite products."

"Let us all rejoice the French!" James muttered.

Rory nudged him.

"Look why won't you answer me?" They all looked around to see Tristan arguing with Summer.

"Because you didn't say 'please'"

"Summer!"

"Can we do this later? There's a party going on!"

"Just tell me what you were doing locked in the bathroom with Austin!" Tristan said angrily.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Yup." Summer smiled angelically.

"No."

Summer narrowed her eyes. "Well why don't you tell me what I was doing, since you seem to know everything?"

"Hey you are my girlfriend." Tristan tried to hold her arm.

"Ooohh... now he's a caveman! What are you gonna do?" Summer flicked her hair. "Knock me on the back of my head with a club and drag me out to your Porsche?"

"Summer please." Tristan looked around.

"Oh! Good song!" Summer turned around to dance.

Tristan looked defeated. He looked around the room and left.

"Gotta love that Summer," Paris checked her watch. "9:45"

"Why do you keep checking your watch?" Rory asked.

"Mom says I have to stay until 10:30."

"Why would she care?"

"She thinks I'm not enough of a people person."

"Shocking." James said.

"I'm floored." Rory grinned.

"Oh no." Lane bit her lip.

"What's wrong Lane?" Rory asked.

"It figures the only Korean boy at this party has his Korean girl radar on."

"Hi, I'm Henry."

"Hi I'm Lane. This is Rory, James and Paris."

Paris nodded, "We've met."

Henry smiled at Lane, "Would you like to dance?"

Lane looked nervous, "Oh. Well, we're talking here."

"Oh yeah, but I mean, one dance? You can put the conversation on hold for one dance right?" Henry gave her the puppy dog eyes. "Unless this is a mid- east peace talk kind of conversation."

Lane gave in "One dance."

Henry grinned, "One dance and no crazy dance mixes."

"Ok."

"Thankyou."

Lane took off her coat and passed it to Rory. "If I'm not back in one dance you're coming down with a really bad case of anything that causes us to go home." She whispered to her.

Rory fanned her face, "Whoa, is it me, or is it getting pretty warm in here?"

Lane smiled gratefully, "Thanks."

The minute they left Paris threw up her hands. "Unbelievable! She's here five minutes and she has a date. I, on the other hand have been at this school for nine years and I'm the French soda monitor."

James shook his head. "Hey Ror, I've just seen a chick that may actually catch my interest. I think I'm gonna take a walk."

Rory's head snapped towards him the minute he said the word 'chick', "James! What about Holly?"

"Holly and I aren't going out."

"You're hopelessly in love with each other!"

"Oh for heaven's sake!" James looked at her, "I'll see you later."

"James!" But he'd gone.

Rory sighed, frustrated.

"Are you gonna keep an eye on him?" Paris asked.

"He'd kill me if I did. Besides, he doesn't need a babysitter." Rory scratched her head. "If James want's to mess things up with Holly, then that's his problem."

"Right."

"I think I'm gonna go for a walk," Rory said "See what's going on."

"Alright." Paris nodded. "Bye."

"I'll see you soon."

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