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Rory was snuggled into her nice, warm, cozy bed having dreams about Tristan. Not dirty, smutty dreams but ones where she would be holding his hand as they walked through the halls Chilton and he'd tell her he was in love with her.

Because to Rory having Tristan tell her that he loved her would be ten times better than any sex dream her imagination concocted.

She was abruptly pulled out of her dreamland by the harsh blaring of her alarm clock. Picking it up and throwing it she snuggled back into her covers.

"Little Debbie! Rise and Shine!" Lorelai said brightly as she jumped onto Rory's bed.

"No, to early. It's Saturday. Seven in the morning shouldn't exist!"

"I know Hun, but I sent your dad for coffee." Lorelai said trying to coax her daughter out of bed.

"What's up with you and Dad?" Rory asked slowly sitting up "You have been inseparable since he came down here."

"I'm not sure, I love Chris. I always have but I don't know if it's ever going to go anywhere again." Lorelai told her but then realized her daughter had dozed back asleep during her explanation "RORY! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!"

"I hate you!" Rory yelled throwing the blankets off her.

"No, You don't hate me. You hate my mother."

"Your mother had you and you had me so I hate you by association!" Rory reasoned.

"I resent that connection!"

"As well as you should."

"I'M BACK!" Chris yelled from the other room.

"Get ready! There's coffee waiting and apparently my mother has arranged for a limo to pick us and the DuGrey's up."

"Oh goody! Not only do I have to deal with my Tristan problems, I have to be stuck in a limo with him and our parents. It's worse than Chinese water torture."

"Nope, shoe shopping with my mother is worse that Chinese water torture, this is merely being a POW." Lorelai reasoned before she left Rory alone to get ready for the date.

Twenty minutes later Rory emerged dressed in jeans and a t-shirt that said 'We can't all be morning people.' Her hair was thrown into a pony tail and she didn't have any makeup on.

"Well, aren't you just a vision of beauty this morning." Lorelai teased as she took in her daughter's messy appearance.

"I don't see why I have to look like a beauty queen now when I am just going to end up changing and we both know grandma has her hair and makeup people on call already."

"Good point. Plus I can't wait to see my mothers face when she realizes you left the house looking like that."

"It's not that bad." Rory said offended.

"Oh, you know that and I know that but Emily Gilmore thinks stepping out of the house in anything less than pearls is a sin."

"Emily Gilmore can bite me." Rory said taking the cup of coffee her father was offering her.

"I'll give you fifty bucks if you say that to her!" Lorelai offered excitedly

"She got her morning personality from you, I am a pleasant person in the morning." Chris stated.

Lorelai let out a light chuckle "Do I need to remind you of the ninth grade when Pete Horton asked you for a pencil first period. You chucked it at him and it hit him in the eyes. He wore an eye patch for months."

"Ok, So I had one bad morning!"

"Really? What about the time Greg Jesting asked if I had the history notes and you bugged out and slammed his head into a locker. He had a concussion and was rushed to the hospital!"

"Dad, you were violent."

"Fine, so I wasn't a morning person…I've gotten better." Chris reasoned.

"I'll give you that, you actually got out of bed with out trying to bite me." Lorelai teased.

Just then there was a loud honking noise from outside the house. "I don't wanna go! Mommy tell her I'm sick." Rory begged.

"No can do, Babe. You signed your soul over to the devil." Lorelai said handing Rory a hoodie as the three left the house.

"Rory! What are you wearing? The DuGrey's are in the car and you look horrible." Emily scoffed.

"Sorry, Grandma. I wasn't aware I was being judge for my appearance before the Deb ball as well."

"Lorelai, I blame this attitude on you."

"Of course you do!" Lorelai threw her hands up in defeat as the driver opened the limo door for them.

Rory got into the car and slid in next to Tristan who was wearing gay lounge pants and a Chilton hoodie. The hood was pushed down over his eyes and he was leaning back.

"This isn't fair! I get yelled at for wearing jeans and a t-shirt and he's practically wearing pajamas! Did you yell at him?" Rory asked angrily.

"She didn't, but my father did. Apparently, it's not suitable for a DuGrey to leave the house dressed in such a casual manor."

"And you said…" Rory prompted.

"I told him he was lucky I was wearing pants."

Rory laughed and unconsciously leaned her head on Tristan's shoulder. She was tired and he was going to make a great substitute pillow.

Emily and Lorelai were arguing about something or another, Alyse was chatting to Chris about some business handling and none of them noticed Rory had fallen back asleep with her head on Tristan's chest and his arm wrapped around her protectively.

"Fine! We'll ask Rory!" Lorelai said turning to her daughter and a smile broke out on her face. "Look!"

"They are absolutely adorable together." Emily cooed.

"I wish I had my camera." Lorelai said out loud.

"I do." Alyse said smirking and handing it over to Lorelai. She snapped a few pictures of the two and handed the camera back to Alyse.

"I'll send you a few copies when I get them developed."

"Thanks." Lorelai said appreciatively.

The adults kept their voices down so they wouldn't disrupt Rory and Tristan who looked so comfortable and content sleeping for the rest of the ride.

They stopped outside of the hall where the ball was taking place. Emily, Chris and Lorelai got out of the limo leaving Alyse to wake up the two teenagers.

"Rory…Tris…Wake up." She said gentle shaking her son.

Tristan's eyes opened slowly and blinked a few times trying to remember where he was. His mother smiled at him before exiting the limo.

He went to get up but there was a weight on his chest. Looking down he saw none other than Rory Gilmore snuggled into his side. "Ror…You gotta get up." he said quietly.

"No!" She mumbled and buried her head in his side even more.

He really didn't want to move from his current position but he knew if was only a matter of time before Emily Gilmore came back into the limo to get them.

"Rory, Seriously you've gotta get up."

Rory slowly opened her eyes and lifted her head. "I hate you." she pouted.

"Blame my mother, not me. I wouldn't be awake if it wasn't for her." he smiled before they both got out of the limo.

"Morning, Sleeping beauties." Lorelai greeted smiling warmly at the two teenagers.

Rory shivered at the cold air and Tristan noticed. He wrapped his arm around her and she leaned into him.

The adults stood there talking while Rory was somehow managing to drift back asleep as she stood cuddled into Tristan's arms.

He looked down at her and kissed the top of her head. Looking back up to see if anyone noticed he saw Chris smile at him then turn back to the conversation he was being dragged into.

After about another ten minutes of standing outside they decided it was time to get ready for the long day ahead of them.

Rory hesitantly pulled away from Tristan and walked up to her mother and whispered something to her. Lorelai proceeded to look back at him and whisper something back to Rory.

That obviously gave him the clue they were talking about him, but to make matters worse his mother said something to both of them to make them laugh. He made a memo to kill his mother at a later date.

"Rory, They are doing a run through of how the events of tonight will take place. You will stand up at the top of the stairs with your father. He will walk you down them and then you will take Tristan's arm at the bottom." Emily instructed.

"As long as I don't trip down the stairs I think I'm good. But on the off chance I do Dad will help me stay up and Tristan's at the bottom to catch me, So it looks like I've got my bases covered." Rory said sarcastically causing everyone else to laugh.

"There is no need for that attitude, Young lady." Emily reprimand.

Rory rolled her eyes "C'mon, Dad. Let's go practice how to walk down stairs." she said as she took her fathers arm and led him off to where the other girls and their fathers were standing.

It was one o'clock when they had finally finished the run through and Rory thought she was going to kill herself.

Not only was she regretting every saying yet to this hell but Rory was having a very difficult time ignoring the sparks that shot through her every time Tristan touched her.

She knew she had to talk to him but she couldn't handle it if he didn't fell the same about her. Her mother and even Tristan's own mother had assured her that he did but she still had her own reservations about it.

They had all left to get something to eat and had returned at about three giving Rory two hours to get prepared to come out.

Emily's hair and makeup people were already finished all Rory had to do was slip on her dress and shoes, then she would be good to go.

Each Deb got assigned a area where she was to get ready. The area consisted of a chair and a table with a lighted mirror in front of it. There was a clothing hanger and an outlet.

Rory was in the back corner which she was slightly thankful for. This way there was a chance her grandmother wouldn't find her.

Rory was sitting in her chair reading a book when the girl who was assigned next to her arrived. She was blonde an was obviously panicked.

Rory glanced up at her and the girl looked completely flustered. "Hi, I'm Rory." She said sweetly.

The girl looked at her and smiled "Stephanie. I'm sorry for interrupting you. It's been a busy day."

"I didn't see you at rehearsal."

"Yeah, That's because I go to school in Boston but my family lives here. So I had to come out here for this stupid debutante ball." She explained.

"That sucks." Rory said apologetically. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Could you possibly help me with my hair? I should have had my mothers stylists come but everything was so hectic."

"Sure." Rory smiled.

"Oh, Thank god." Stephanie sighed and handed Rory a curling iron. "Ringlets at the bottom."

Rory nodded and began to curl her hair as the girl fished through a bag to locate her makeup.

It had been about ten minutes and Rory was almost finished curling Stephanie's hair. The two girls talked about various things but mostly how they hated being here.

"STEPH! WHERE ARE YOU!" A heavily accented voice called out to her.

"Oh god!" Steph groaned.

"Whose that?"

"That would be one of my best friends and my escort."

Rory watched as a tall, dark haired, green eyed boy walked up to them. "Hello, Who are you?"

"Rory Gilmore." Rory smiled politely.

"Your amazingly gorgeous…Have you ever considered dying your hair red?"

"You'll have to excuse him, he's already half drunk." Steph added.

"Half? I'm more the half, maybe…what's more than half?" he asked

"Three quarters?" Rory offered.

"Exactly, I am three quarters drunk." And with that the boy left.

"I don't think he even told me his name." Rory laughed

"That's probably a good thing that way you won't ever be contacted by the police asking to be questioned about his character." Steph laughed as she finished applying her mascara.

"Your kidding!"

"I assure you, He needs no exaggeration." Steph laughed "I'm going to go get a soda, you want one?"

Rory nodded and watched Stephanie depart from the dressing room.

Glancing at the clock, she silently cursed. Quickly changing into her dress she realizes she couldn't zip it up.

"Need help?" A voice from behind her asked.

Looking back Rory saw Tristan and nodded "Please."

Turning around Rory held the front of the dress to keep it up but let the back fall open. Tristan looked down to where the zipper was and noticed that he could see her white, lacy underwear.

Taking a deep inhale of breath his thoughts floated back to the conversation he had with his mother when she asked if she was more of a Hanes her way of Victoria's secret kind of girl. He now had an answer.

"Tristan? Is there a problem?" Rory asked pulling him from his thoughts.

"Oh, No. Sorry." He muttered before slowly pulling the zipped up on her dress.

Rory shuttered as his fingers gently grazed her skin. "Thanks." she said turning around to face him.

Tristan took in her appearance. Her hair and makeup were flawless and the white dress she was wearing made her look like a princess. "Your beautiful." he told her quietly.

Rory's eyes widened at the sincerity in his voice. "Am I locker whore?" she blurted out before she could stop herself.

Tristan laughed slightly and shook his head "No…Not that I am aware of."

"No, I mean…Am I just one of those girls you kiss to kiss or do you actually like me?"

"You are most definitely not a locker whore." Tristan said pulling her closer to him "and I do like you, I like you more than I have ever liked any girl before. I like you more than just because your gorgeous, I like you because your beautiful, your witty, your intelligent and you put me in my place."

Rory looked up at him with big, blue eyes and he could tell she was scared. He could tell she was hesitant to believe him. "Rory, if you give me a chance I will try and be the best boyfriend I can be. I can't promise I won't hurt you but I do promise not to do it intentionally."

Rory wrapped her arms around his necked and crashed her lips into his.

Every time her lips met Tristan's it seemed the world would stop moving and all logical thought flew out of her head.

Rory heard someone clear their throat so she hesitantly pulled away from Tristan. She saw Stephanie standing there smiling "I hate to be the one who breaks this up but all Debs and escorts must get into their places."

Rory turned back to Tristan and kissed him gentle one more time "I'll see you soon."

"Count on it." He told her before walking out of the dressing room.

"He's cute." Steph stated.

"Yes, and he's all mine." Rory said smiling a thousand watt smile.

"I am going to assume that it's new."

"Very." Rory said dreamily.

"Ah, To be young and in love. But unfortunately your good mood is about to be squashed when we have to go out and do the feather dance." Stephanie laughed.

I didn't actually intend to get them together until the last chapter but it just kind of fit. There's one more chapter left and I hope to have it up by Tuesday.

Did anyone catch on to the cameo appearance? I am pretty sure I read it in another story where this specific character just sort of popped up so it's not my idea and I don't take credit for it.

Reviews are welcome, As usual!