A/N: Wedding day! Another Trory encounter of course. This is only the first part of the wedding because otherwise this chapter would be like 3 months and 22 days long or something. Lol, read, read!

Rory woke up about a half hour before she had to meet Paris. She figured she didn't need a lot of time since they were getting their hair and make up done. She showered and got dressed and was busy tying the laces on her tennis shoes when there was a knock at her door. She glanced at the clock.

"Dammit, Paris!"She called as she headed to the door, "I still have ten minutes left!"

She opened it and saw Tristan leaning there casually. "I resent that."

"Wha-what?"She stuttered nervously.

"You just called me Paris. I'm insulted."

"Sorry, I just assumed."

"Well you know what they say when you assume."

"Is it a stupid American phrase about a donkey?"Rory channeled a Michel story Lorelai had told.

"Basically. Something about how assuming makes an ass out of you and me."

Rory laughed, "I get it."

"Yep. So, I guess I'll see you at the wedding tonight, Gilmore."

Rory blinked slowly, "Okay."

"Bye."He gave her a peck on the cheek and went back into his own room.

Rory returned to tying her shoes before dashing downstairs, now almost late because of Tristan. Instantly, the girls piled into Paris' car. Amy decided she was going to drive.

The girls drove to a spa and spent the morning getting pedicures and manicures and trying to get Paris to relax. She even got a massage but she was still tense as ever.

"Okay, now, we have to drive to the hair salon. Our appointments are in like 15 minutes!"Paris groaned and climbed into the driver's seat.

"Paris, no driving on your wedding day! I thought that's what we decided."Amy shook her head in disapproval.

"I hate riding in a car. That's part of the reason why I hate cabs. Besides, you drive to slow."

"Paris, relax."Rory chimbed in, "It's your wedding day, it's supposed to be happy."

"Yeah, well I should have eloped."

With Paris at the wheel, they made it to the salon with plenty of time and they each settled into a chair. Paris, of course, had a hand mirror so she could examine everything her stylist was doing. She managed to yell at the other stylists as well.

"Oh, beautiful!"Kaely squealed over her hair do. Her blonde, wavy hair was pulled up into a curly updo.

"I like mine too."Amy added. Amy had a short bob that was hard to do anything too. Her stylist managed to add a few girls and pin a dark red rose in it.

"Mine's prettiest!"Rachel and Rory both said at the same time.

Rachel's very long blonde hair was done curly with a thick, dark red headband pushing it back. Rory's had was curly and down with two chunks from the front, pinned back from her face with a bit of baby's breath woven in the chunks.

"You all look great. Now, let's go do makeup."Paris led the way to the car where, again she insisted on driving. Her hair was just curly and down since she couldn't agree to let the stylist do anything.

Finally, the girls had everything done. It was two in the afternoon.

"So, are we just supposed to sit around and do nothing until seven?"Kaely asked.

"Basically. Don't go moving around and screwing your hair up."Paris led the way into the bridal room where they would be getting ready later on.

"I'm ordering room service."Rory decided.

"We're in bridal room two."Paris told her.

"Okay. Anyone else?"Rory asked and grabbed the phone from the table.

"Yes!"Everyone agreed and started writing down what they wanted and shoving it at her so she could order.

"Hello, is this room service?"Rory began, "Okay, yes. I'm in bridal room two and we're going to need some provisions. Sure, I'll hold."

"They make you hold?"Paris frowned,"A bride has to hold? That's ludacris."

"Nope,"Rory teased, "Ludacris is a rapper."

"Oh, shut up."Paris rolled her eyes.

"Oh, hi!"Rory said into the phone again, "Okay, we need two chicken ceasar salads. The dressings will be French and Ranch. We want them on the side, make sure there's extra. Then we need a turkey club wrap. Yes. Okay, we'll also need a ranch grilled chicken sandwich and a cheeseburger with all the works. How big are your orders of fries and onion rings?"

Paris rolled her eyes, "And this, ladies, is how a Gilmore girl eats."

Rory ignored her, "Okay, we'll take two orders of fries, onion rings, and those amazing tator tots you told me about. Thanks a bunch, Ted. Also, we'll need a pitcher of water, pepsi and lots and lots of coffee. Anything else? Hold on."Rory turned to the other girls, "Anything else."

To their surprise, Paris spoke up first, "Whatever you need to make that crap that we dipped the fries in and hot sauce."

Rory turned back to the phone, "Yeah, Ted? We'll need extra ketchup and mustard, salt and pepper, hot sauce, and throw in some sweet and sour sauce. Ranch? Mm, that sounds good. Throw it in. Oh, and do you have macaroni and cheese? We'll have a big order of that, too."

Paris's eyes lit up, "I love mac and cheese!"

"I know."Rory muttered and turned back to Ted, "Okay, Ted, can I also get some doughtnuts? I didn't get one at breakfast. Hmm. Choices, choices. Just give me like two dozen doughnuts. A total variety. Surprise me. Thanks, Ted. Charge it to the Gellar and Donovan wedding account. Thanks. Nice talking to you too, Ted. Bye."

"Do you make friends with everyone?"Kaely teased.

Rory grinned, "Anyone that feeds me."

"She's a foodaholic."Paris explained.

"And a coffee addict."Rory added. Suddenly, Rory's cell phone started ringing. She grabbed it and saw it was Lorelai.

"Hey, guys, I gotta get this. I'll be back by the time Ted comes. I want to meet this wonderful man in person. Hello?"she walked out of the room talking.

"Mini me!"

"Hey mom!"

"So you haven't called, Mommy. How's France this time around?"

"Oh you know. It's France. Expensive cabs, good shopping, Paris."

"The one with the Eiffel Tower?"

"The one with the bitterness."

"Ahhh, Gellar. So, did you finish your speech?"

"Yeah, it's kind of lame. I'll read it to you when I get home. You never know where Paris will walk out of and what she'll overhear."

"Duh, the damned can hear everything. Unless you put kyyptonite in their breakfast, they can hear through walls."

"Foiled again!"Rory exclaimed and Lorelai laughed.

"Anything else interesting going on besides Paris freaking majorly?"

"Well, actually, I should probably tell you something."
"Oh, God, you got a tattoo!"

"Mom, I already have two, remember? I got one with you and one with Lane?"

"Oh right."Lorelai paused to think, "Oh God! You eloped with the best man!"

Rory didn't answer and Lorelai gasped, "Rory, honey, please tell me you're kidding!"

Rory laughed, "I didn't elope."

"Thank God."

"But I have a bit of news about the best man."

"Is he hot? Oh my God is he Owen Wilson? Cuz I just watched Wedding Crashers and he's pretty damn hot!"

"Well, no. But he's hot. And he's blonde."

"Oh! A guessing game!"Lorelai gasped excitedly, "More hints, more hints!"

"I knew him previously."

"Oh my God, Logan!"

"Actually, no. But he was friends with the Limo boys in junior high."

"Um, he isn't code for Stephanie, is it?"

Rory laughed, "No. I knew him in high school."

"Umm."

"He kissed me...I really disliked him...he called me Mary."

"Oh! Oh! Evil Tristan! Evil Tristan!"

"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner!"Rory exclaimed.

"He's there?"

"Yes."

"And hot?"

"Extremely."

"And you're getting along?"

"We got stuck together yesterday and we talked."

"Talked?"

"Well, after the rehearsal dinner he walked me to my room and we kind of made out."

"If there's anything else, just spit it out, Rory! I'm going crazy here!"

"And then Paris walked in on us."

"In your room?"

"We were in the hallway."

"Wow, what a Kodak moment."

"That's what Paris said. So she said what she had to say, left and I started to go in my room."
"Aaaand?"

"And, he followed me in, kissed me and just left."

"He left you hanging there? What a dick!"

"Lorelai, are you on a cell phone?"Rory heard Luke ask in the background.

"No! I'm talking to my new headset! I named him Stan."

"Whatever."

Lorelai's voice dropped to a whisper, "Sorry. I got one of those new headsets to plug into my phone. The microphone part is tiny and I have my hood up so Luke can't see it."

"So you're just sitting there talking to yourself?"

"Not really. But it looks that way."

"Weirdo."

"Don't change the subject. Do you like Tristan?"

"Kind of. I think so."

"Are you going to make out again?"

Rory blushed, "I don't know."

"Do you want to?"

She blushed even more, "Kind of. Yes."

"Aw! Cute! He always was a hottie. I bet military school did wonders for those muscles!"

"Oh they did. And his hair's a little shorter and he's tanner."

"Which equals hotter. God, Ror, don't forget your room key tonight."

"Mom!"

"Lorelai! You are on a cellphone! Dammit!"

"Oops! Gotta go! Love you! Use protection!"Lorelai yelled and hung up quickly.

Rory blushed and rolled her eyes and returned to the bridal room just as food was being delivered."Ted?"

"You must be the one that ordered."He grinned.

"You're cute! And a god! You brought coffee!"Rory threw her arms around the stranger and heard someone behind her clear their throat.

She let go and turned to see Tristan and Chris, "Tristan! Chris! Um, this is Ted."

"Ted?"Tristan asked.
"A god."Rory explained.
"Aha."he nodded.

Chris leaned in the room, "Ames, I need to talk to you, babe."

"Coming."Amy followed him down the hallway and Rory shuffled her feet anxiously.

"I'll be right back. Nice meeting you, Ted."

Ted smiled and Rory headed the opposite way down the hallway. She opened an exit door and found herself in an alley with no one around. She leaned on the wall. The door opened and Tristan came out.
"Stressed?"

"Paris will do that to you."she replied.

He moved close to her. She could feel his breath on her cheek.
"I know a way to help you to relax."he whispered.

"Tristan, we-"

He effectively cut her off with a kiss. It was exactly the same as the night before and she knew he would leave so she decided to turn the tables on him. She shoved forcefully and spun him so that he was up against the wall and she wasn't. She continued kissing him and let her hand creep downward. She brushed her fingers across his crotch and he groaned into her mouth and pulled her closer to him.

She rubbed a little harder. The two continued this for about five minutes. Rory felt Tristan's obvious need and suddenly broke away. Panting slightly she smiled, "Better get back."

She opened the door and headed back in. Tristan leaned on the wall to catch his breath, "Dammit, Gilmore." He hissed.

Rory was proud at turning the tables so she returned to the bridal room to eat and joke around with the other girls so that they could try and loosen Paris up before her big night.

A/N: So? You like how she turned it around? Okay, so according to the challenge, this is supposed to be racy. So the next chapter is definitely, definitely rated M. Just so youknow. Also, try reading my new Trory fic! If you're a Trory fan, you should like it. But first, review on this one. I got a lot of reviews before and I appreciate them! Keep it up to get your last chapter! (Btw, this is only going to be 5 chaps long. But I'm thinking of a sequel to tell about what happens after they're together...What do you think about that? Let me know!) Thanks to all!