Yeah. I'm a TOTAL bitch. But come, gather around my fire and listen to my tale of pain and heartbreak…

My computer exploded. I'm not freaking kidding. It just went KAPOOM! And that was the end. My life was like OVER cause I almost finished every story and I had new ones and stuff. So I was like whoopee! But then it went bang! And all was lost. So…then my parents said "You aren't responsible enough to take care of it you can't have another one." so I was sent into a spiraling depression. I seriously didn't talk to them at all. But then on Christmas Day, when I walked out to see the tree, I noticed a shiny blue box, that was rather large. I walked closer and carefully pulled it closer, looked at my parents for approval, then shred the paper to bits revealing my spanky new comp! And then I had to set it up, then call the guy to help with something but it was X-Mas break so I had to wait.

So sorry for the delay, hopefully I'll be back on the ball!

Thank you reviewers!

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Monday morning.

The day of doom to any normal high school student. If you approached anyone under the age of 25 and over the age of 13 with the question of "What is your least favorite day of the school year?" They will most likely respond with the answer "Monday." If you ask "Why?" They will most likely say, "Because I have to get my ass out of bed at 5:30 in the morning which is 8 hours earlier than I would like to."

Tristan DuGrey and Rory Gilmore were both fully aware of the evils that lay in every single morning proceeding their weekend. Especially this Monday…Tristan was about to go back on everything he's ever done, and Rory was about to become the Queen of a school she despised.

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"Mary, calm down…they'll be nice. I promise." Tristan said as he drove her to school, his thumb stroking her hand.

Rory nodded, then shook her head, "I know…it's just…I don't want to become one of them Tris. And that's what's going to happen. I just know that's what's going to happen."

Tristan shook his head with a sigh, knowing that she was probably right. But he would try to stop that from happening. He would do anything in his power to make sure that didn't happen. Tristan knew he would only love once in his life, that was just how he was programmed. He just found her a little earlier than planned.

He speed quickly into the parking lot, jumping out and running to the other side of the car and helping Rory out. He still couldn't get over the fact that his angel was with him. It was most definitely a gift from God.

Wrapping his arm tightly around her waist as they walked through the large wooden doors, Tristan bent down and kissed Rory on the top of the head. "It'll all be fine, I promise." he whispered once more before plastering a smile onto his face and nodding at a friend a few feet away.

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"Finally man! I couldn't stand all the moping." Jess said as he walked up to the hugging pair by Tristan's locker before first period. Tristan rolled his eyes at him as Rory blushed and buried her head in his shoulder.

Brandon, Chad, and Drake all came running up with big grins on their faces. "Guys!" Brandon shouted, coming to a stop in front of them.
"Did you hear!" Chad asked. Rory's eyebrows furrowed in confusion and Tristan shook his head.

Drake smiled taking a deep breath, "MTV's High School Dance-Off is coming here for the Spring Fling! And the winning couple gets a trip to New York City!"

Tristan smiled, spinning Rory around in his arms. "Better start packing Mare, we're going to be heading to the Big Apple."

Rory grinned, then nodded her head. "All that practice this summer at 'Club Zoo' should help." she said. At that moment, Lem and Summer walked up with smiles on their faces.

"Did you hear?" Lem asked.

Drake nodded, "Yeah, Paris shang-highed me and told me all about it." Louise walked up beside them, straightening her skirt.

"Finally, she did something worthwhile. I'm so sick of the Paris Geller-First Female Dictator-Thing." she said as she leant against the lockers.

Pretty soon, the whole 'gang' had gathered and the only person that seemed upset about Tristan and Rory's relationship was Francie, but she was quickly distracted by the closest thing in pants.

The day went by quickly, with Rory and Tristan happy as ever. Tristan wouldn't let Rory out of his sight for even a moment, stating 'He was apart from her long enough, he wasn't going to waste anymore time being separated.'

By the time lunch rolled around, the news of their togetherness was all over the school. Tristan lead her through the halls of Chilton, arm around her waist, and into the cafeteria. Pulling her immediately toward 'his' table, Rory stopped him. "Tris, I know your friends are okay with us being together, but I don't want to step on anyone's toes."

"Mare, that won't be a problem, I promise. They're all too caught up in their own little world to worry about ours." He reassured her, then pulled out her chair, seeing as they reached the table.

Summer frowned, rolling her eyes, "Hey, sweets, how are you today!" she said with a sickly sweet tone of voice. Rory bit her lip with a smile.

"Fine, thanks." she said quietly, turning to her sandwich and 'Sense and Sensibility' by Jane Austen. Summer and Francie both shook their head with a scoff, then turned to the guys. Lem tried to be friendly, leaning across the table.

She waved a hand in front of Rory's face, trying to catch her attention. Tristan was busy talking to Jess about something, so he wasn't much of a help, seeing as all he did was keep his hand around her waist. As soon as Rory noticed her, Lem smiled. "Hey, I'm having a sleepover…if you want to come."

Rory nodded quickly with a big grin on her face, "That'd be great! Wow, thank you so much for inviting me."

Lem shook her head, "Don't mention it. Your going to Brandon's party right?" Rory was about to say 'No' before Tristan cut her off.

"Yeah, we'll be there." he said with a smirk, then turning to Rory with an apologetic smile and a shrug.

"Well, you can just come home with us after the party, okay?" Rory nodded with a smile, then rose from the table saying that she had to go study in the library.
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Tristan gave a head nod to a kid Rory recognized from her math class. He was pulling her through the halls, holding onto her waist tightly as he lead her toward the dance floor. Some random fast-paced song was playing and Tristan decided he wanted to dance.

When they reached the middle of the dance floor, Tristan pulled her against himself tightly, locking eyes with the love of his life. Tristan and Rory spent many a summer night dancing at 'Club Zoo', the place to be for a teenager in Rory's Californian neighborhood.

The first date was a nervous night, beginning at a classy restaurant where there was awkward, forced communication. After words, they went dancing…trying to find something to do to break the ice. Well, let's just say the ice didn't only break, but it evaporated in the heat of the dance floor as the couple clung to each other night after night.

The first time the began to dance against one another is when Tristan realized that Rory was it for him. The way they could move in sync without even trying, they way she fit perfectly in his arms, the way the beat of the music always seemed to be to the beat of their hearts.

To say the least, the couple loved to dance together. And they would do it at any given opportunity. Be it grinding, slow dancing, or even just holding each other and swaying slightly like trees in the breeze, they would. Because when they danced the world fell away and all that was left was the music that ran through their ears and connected their souls.

This night was just like all the others, reminding them of what they had over the summer. As the rhythm swept through them, Tristan's eyes stayed on Rory's as they moved slowly together. Everyone on the dance floor could feel the passion coming from them. They were perfect for each other.

The night was spent dancing together, lost in each other's eyes. For the few short hours they spent on the floor, the rest of the world disappeared and reality didn't matter. Tristan didn't have to worry about the Pressures of King, and Rory didn't have to worry about the Pressures of the King's reputation. It was only them.

Until the clock struck 3:46 and the police sirens broke through the streets. "PARTY'S OVER!" Someone screamed through the house and the teens began to flee, not wanting to get caught drinking under age or getting stuck with the horrible task of cleaning afterwards.

Tristan took Rory's hand, pulling her quickly through the house, then he handed her over to the girls. Kissing her quickly, he smiled down at his princess, "I'll pick you up around 10:30, Mare. I love you." With one more fleeting kiss, he left Rory to 'The Girls."

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"Oh, uh…I don't know. I'm not really into that kind of stuff." Rory said nervously, wrapping an arm around her stomach as she sat on the floor, leaning against the large, pink, canopy bed.

Summer laughed, then pushed the small joint closer to her face, "Come on, it's not that big a deal. It's fun, I promise."

Biting her lower lip, Rory carefully took the weed from the other girls overly manicured hands. Pursing her lips slightly, she placed the rolled up paper between her mouth and sucked in slightly before quickly pulling it back out and coughing while shaking her head.

Francie laughed before taking the drug and inhaling. "You're a wimp, Rory. Your never gonna make it in Chilton." Lem frowned, pulling Rory off her feet, "Ignore them. I've got a great idea anyway! Why don't you let me pierce your bellybutton!"

Rory's eyes immediately grew and she wrapped her arms around her stomach quickly, "No. No, no, no. No way. Nope." she started chanting immediately.

Louise and Madeline rolled their eyes, then lifted their shirts up, "We both let Lem do ours. She knows her shit, don't worry about it." Louise said before turning back to her magazine.

Madeline nodded empathetically, then Lem drug her into the bathroom. Summer rolled her eyes, bringing her hand to her head, her index finger pointing at her temple, thumb extended towards the sky, and her other three fingers closed near her palm. "Boom!" she muttered.

Louise smirked, "Don't like the new girl Sum?" she asked.

Summer shook her head twice, then turned toward the opening door. "Hey, guys…do you think you can hand me Rory's toothbrush? She saw the blood and then…well…blah."

Madeline hopped up, handing Rory her the toothbrush, then pulling Lem into the bedroom and shutting the door.

"I. Cannot. Stand. That. Girl!" Summer growled, burying her head in a pillow. Francie laughed, nodding in agreement.

"I didn't think anyone could be so…ugh…" she said as she began painting her nails a crimson red that matched her hair.

Lem frowned, "Come on guys, she isn't that bad." Louise scoffed as Madeline shrugged and Summer shook her head.

"Yes, she is. She's too…perfect. It's annoying. I doubt anyone besides Tristan had ever touched her, and I wonder why Tristan wants anything to do with her in the first place. She's such an annoying virginal Mary." Summer ranted as she fixed her hair in the mirror, with her back to the bathroom door.

She didn't notice that the laughing stopped or that Rory had entered the room until she looked up in the mirror, her eyes locking with Rory's through the glass. Rory bit her lip with a frown, "Making fun of me, Summer?"

Summer smirked, turning around on the stool, "So what if I was? What are you going to do about it?" she snapped.

Rory opened her mouth, "BEEP! BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!" All six girls spun around, running over to the window.

Leaning out, they saw Tristan, Jess, Drake, Brandon, and Chad all leaning against their bikes. Jess's bike was obviously brand new, seeing as he didn't have one yesterday.

"Summer! Get here!" he called up at her. Summer grinned, tossing her hair over her shoulder and slowly climbing out the window and down the banister. Jess picked her up, placed her on the back of her bike, and drove immediately off without another word.

The rest of the guys followed him and the girls left their perch at the window, bored with the exchange. Rory looked down one more time to see Tristan still standing against his bike, looking up at her. She smiled softly, then he beamed, blowing her a kiss and mouthing the words, 'I love you.' He then hopped on his bike and rode quickly off.
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