Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Deal And Confrontations

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.

"Well DuGrey I am impressed."

Tristan span around to see Malcolm smirking at him. "Why's that?"

"I'm surprised you don't know." Malcolm leaned against the change room wall. "You have succeeded in reeling in the Mary. When are you going to nail her?"

Tristan sorted through his gym locker, searching for his shirt. "How many times do I have to tell you that she's not that kind of girl?"

"You have told me that oh so many times." Malcolm raised an eyebrow. "But you cannot tell me that you are satisfied. Tell me DuGrey. Is the number of times that you have jerked off double the amount that you used to?"

Tristan stopped. Okay, maybe he had a point there, but for heaven's sake. He was only human. He'd have to be gay not to be with Rory for this long and not have a few pent-up frustrations.

Malcolm snickered at Tristan's silence. "So the truth comes out. If you want her so much DuGrey why the hell won't you screw her?"

Tristan clenched his fists. "Shut the hell up Malcolm. What I do in my relationships is none of your fucking business."

"You're right, it's not." Malcolm said "But I'm the one who has to deal with you when you come every fucking day to school with so many frustrations to get out." He smirked at him "I'm the one who knows you best, man. Not some little sassy. And I am telling you for your mental health you have to either screw her or someone else because you are driving the rest of us insane." He shook his head. "I do feel for you. It must be bad not to get any for three weeks."

Tristan pulled on a shirt and through clenched teeth he said, "Stay the fuck out of my love life Malcolm. You learnt the hard way last year when you tried to set me up with that Dana chick." He stopped and pulled a stupid face. "I believe you were absent for a week and a half."

Malcolm narrowed his eyes. Obviously the thought still pained him. "I am speaking as a concerned friend. All this stress must not be good for your blood pressure."

"I'll say."

The two turned at the new voice and Tristan's eyes widened.

"Summer? What the hell are you doing in here?"

Summer shot him a sultry smile. "I heard you two boys were in here and I thought that I'd come visit." She ran a finger down his chest. "You don't mind do you?"

Tristan pulled out of her grasp. "As a matter of fact I do. Get the fuck out of here Summer."

"Hey, hey," Malcolm said to Tristan. "Is that any way to talk to a lady? Besides DuGrey..." Malcolm looked Summer up and down. "This could be the answer you've been waiting for."

"I haven't been waiting for any answer, you loser." Tristan snapped.

Summer looked at him through her eyelashes. "Well I couldn't help but overhear that you are in a bit of a dilemma." She licked her lips, "I'll be more than willing to help."

"Get real Summer." Tristan snarled. "You going after your exes now? Has the rest of the school gotten sick of you?"

Summer frowned, then plastered a sugary sweet smile on her lips. "Oh Tris, you aren't still harping on about that are you?" Summer tried to look innocent. "Now I know that I hurt you that night at Madeline's party but I've seen the light and I know I know that you're the only man for me." She put a hand on his cheek. "I know that you remember how much passion we had."

Tristan pushed her away, "Passion? Get a fucking life, you stupid whore. I have a girlfriend." Tristan grabbed his things. "I'll see you later Malcolm, and I hope that I never see you Summer."

And he left with Summer seething.

"Whore?!" Summer exclaimed angrily. "He called me a whore?! Oh he'll see. Soon enough he'll be begging for me back."

"I wouldn't count on that." Malcolm said.

"You wouldn't count on it?" Summer glared at him "If you wouldn't count on it then you don't know me. I'll get him back."

"You're not going to get him back because he's completely smitten over Rory Gilmore."

Summer frowned, then brightened. "Well then I'll just have to get her out of the way."

"Good luck trying." Malcolm looked disgusted, "It's unbelievable how pussy-whipped he is over her. And he hasn't even done it with her yet!"

Summer noticed his tone, "You don't like the way he's changed do you Mally?"

"Don't call me Mally, Cheap Skate."

Ignoring the taunt, Summer came closer to him and played with the buckle on his pants. "Now Mal, we're both unhappy, so why don't I help you, if you help me?"

Malcolm looked at her fingers then at her. He grinned.

Rory stood in gym class completely and utterly bored. Other than martial arts, any other kind of physical education wasn't really her thing. What were they doing? Well she wasn't really sure what it was about but she thought they called it basketball.

"Okay class." Mr. Marshall said, "I am going to divide you into two teams. Summer, Henry, you will both be captains."

Rory held her breath, praying that Henry would choose her. Although Summer hadn't actually done anything yet, she liked to stay out of the vampire's way. Being on her soccer team was definitely not staying out of her way.

Mr. Marshall held out a coin and Summer won the toss.

She scanned the room and grinned, "Malcolm."

Malcolm joined her team.

Henry looked around. "Madeline."

And so on until Rory was chosen (to her relief by Henry).

When the last person was chosen (Paris) they started to play. Unfortunately for Rory, she was stuck with Summer defending her.

As Rory tried desperately to get the ball to someone on her team she heard Summer say snidely, "Nice playing Gilmore, who taught you? Big Foot?"

Rory stiffened and dribbled.

"You know I still don't know exactly what Tristan sees in you." Summer said bitchily, "You've got nothing going for you."

Rory passed the ball to someone. Who? She wasn't quite sure because she was too blinded by rage. "Why don't you take a look in the mirror Summer? Then you'll see someone who has nothing going for them."

Summer sneered as she ran in front of her to defend her, "You do know that you are totally Tristan's sloppy seconds?" Summer snapped "He only wanted you after he couldn't have me."

"Well he's stayed with me for an awful long time for someone who's on the rebound." Rory wiped her brow and tried to get through.

"You do realise why he's staying don't you? Because he knows that in the end you will give him what he wants." Summer looked Rory over, "Although like I said before, I don't see it."

"You don't know what you're talking about Summer."

"Oh don't I?" Summer asked with a raised eyebrow. "Let me tell you something Sweetheart. I have known Tristan for far longer than you have and I know that once he realises that you are too pure" Summer said this sarcastically, "to give him what he wants, he is totally going to ditch you. You should just spare yourself the heartache now."

Rory looked ready to punch her, "You mean like you did?"

"I admit that I was unfair to Tristan." Summer said "But I have now seen the light and I am going to get him back." She put her hands on her hips and stopped moving. By now most of the class was listening to their conversation. "Trust me, once Tristan sees what it's like to be with a real woman again he is going to drop you so quickly that you will never know what hit you." She smiled sweetly, "Have a nice day."

And with that she walked out of the gym leaving a dumbfounded class, a snarling Rory and an extremely un-impressed Mr. Marshall.

AN: I hope you all like that one. Please tell me in your reviews! Luv Dani.