Through my various connections finding a date wasn't hard. I found a bingo in Alycia O'Keefe. A leggy blonde whose Mom is my Mom's head-somethin' or other. Being the bunker-style job it is, her mom commutes from Stars Hollow to Hartford for work. I'd met her once.
It was easy enough to call and small talk it up. Luckily she didn't have a date because the last thing I needed was some guy feeling dejected and spreading rumors around the school where the girl's jealous boyfriend is. I'd insisted the date was platonic. She was on some ASB thing and had to be there, so my availability was handy.
I stood in front of my mirror and loosened my tie to its usual position of aloof nonchalance. My hair was tousled back. I picked a piece of invisible lint off the silk shirt. I picked up the white rose corsage I'd gotten for...um...Alice? Olivia? Alycia. That was it.
Chilton:
"Where's Tristan?" Paris asked idly.
Louise pouted prettily. "I don't know, and I wore this dress especially for him." Her hot red dress was smaller than the price tag still dangling from the sleeve.
Paris took the tag off and glanced around. "You know, Rory isn't here either."
Stars Hollow:
"Meet us up at the dance? That is hardly romantic." Lane arranged the filmy white netting collar on her dress.
"He said he wanted to meet up there. It's fine with me." Rory lied, fussing with the pink strap on her dress. "I hate pink."
"You love pink."
"Do not." She threw off the entire dress and reached for another. Instead of buying them, they'd raided Lorelai's old clothes from Emily's house. Twenty dress were strewn over the bed at Lane's house.
"That one looks fine."
"I don't want to look fine." Rory mumbled. "Dean will want me perfect."
Lane's eyebrows rose in alarm. "Ror..."
"I'm just kidding." She lied stiffly and went back into the bathroom to try on the white one.
I entered the school gym and hid a smirk. This was definitely not Chilton. I glanced around. I'd thoroughly impressed Alycia by the fancy place I'd taken her to dinner and my Viper...but this?
I looked up at the cardboard cutout of the New York skyline. "It's Midnight In Manhatten." She explained, hanging tightly to my arm. "Creative right?"
"Totally."
"It was my idea. Well, I said New York Nights and they took the idea to romantisize it." She hung closer.
"It looks nice." My eyes scanned the crowd. The lights were dimmed to prevent anyone from seeing how lousy they were really dancing. At Chilton every student had been forced through years and years of charm school. Charm school included various ballroom dances. These kids had probably never even heard a three-count in their life. Entire life.
I grinned. Things were looking up.
I looked for a certain girl. Not that I'd admit it, even in the private recesses of my journal. Only in my mind would I admit I was looking for Rory. The whole point of coming tonight was to see Rory.
"So, you want to dance?" She hung, if possible, even tighter.
"Yeah, sure." The dancing consisted of bobbing back and forth. I had to smirk. I imagined that show dancing would be something around the lines of slowly rotating in a circle with your arms around each other. Bored, I looked around again....my gaze froze.
There she was.
Her dress floated around her with some type of filmy fabric my mom could probably name. I didn't care, I cared about the face of the girl in the dress. Her eyes were searching. She was next to a friend, a girl friend. Did Dean stand her up?
No, there he was. I watched as Dean's tall figure sauntered every so casually towards Rory and draped his arm heavily over her shoulder in a fashion more fitting for...me actually. The "caring boyfriend" switch had been flipped and Dean chatted idily while looking over the crowd rather than looking at Rory.
Rory's eyes were searching the ones that refused to look at hers and her eyes were clouding in a way I'd never seen them cloud before. She glared at him and said something to him. He said something without looking down and handed her a corsage box and then walked away.
Lane took the corsage and pinned it on Rory. The guy has a chance to pin a flower on a girls dress and he's off...what is he doing? I tore my gaze from Rory's figure to where Dean was standing with another group of guys. The guys were all looking over his shoulder at Rory with appraising gazes. I knew the gaze too well. They were all rating her.
I've had fun poking at other guy's dates, appraising them. But this made my blood boil.
"Tristan? What are you looking at?" Alycia tried to follow my gaze but didn't see anything.
"Nothing." I slipped my arm over her shoulder in the way Dean's should have been over Rory.
"And now it's time for the last slow dance of the night."
I hadn't approached Rory. I watched her over Alycia's shoulder the whole night. I felt likea stalker almost. I watched Dean walk all over her the whole night! He was talking to his friends more than her and more often than not she was standing with Lane against the wall in the darkened gym.
That's it.
"Alycia take a breather." I said as she walked towards me. "We got a couple fast songs before the night is over."
She looked disappointed. "Why?"
"I just saw someone I know." I hurried to the wall. My mind raced a mile a minute trying to think of a smooth line...any line. Nothing was coming.
She was leaning against the wall with Lane, biting her bottom lip. "He said that he doesn't like slow dancing. I don't care."
"I like slow dancing."
Rory's gaze turned and eyes widened. "Tristan what are you doing here."
"My friend needed a date for the Stars Hollow dance and I was happy to...wanna dance?"
"I'm here with Dean."
I looked around. "I don't see him."
The strums of Jesse McCartney's song began.
"I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold..."
"I don't want to dance." She said stubburnly.
"Do it for me Mar."
"Why should I do anything for you?"
"Do it for the song?"
"You like Jesse McCartney?"
I smirked and held out a hand. "You haven't slow danced all night."
She let me take her to the dance floor.
"I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul"
"How did you know I haven't slow danced all night?"
"I was watching you." I admitted.
"Stalker."
"Maybe."
She smiled a little, "Why are you being so nice to me?"
"To make up for all the mean things I plan on doing later." I replied airily with a grin..
She grinned back.
I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Your beautiful soul, yeah
You might need time to think it over
But im just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry cmon lets try
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna holdI wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Am I crazy for wanting you
Baby do you think you could want me too
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do
I just wanna know if you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
She leaned against my shoulder. The secure feeling of her enveloped into me was more than any other girl had ever given me.
This was my first slow dance where I wasn't looking at another girl over my date's shoulder. How could I? No one in this gym held a candle to her.
Euphoria pulsed through my body as her fingers tightened on my shoulder and her eyes closed.
There was everything and nothing to say.
That's about when I heavy hand dropped on my shoulder. "What the heck are you doing here?"
It leads to more. I promise. r/r por favor. Hopefully my next update will be faster now that it's Christmas break.
p.s.: What do you guys like better fight scenes or rescue scenes?