Chapter 8
Harvard
Rory was freaking out. She was trying to find something for her date with Tristan but couldn't make a decision. "Paris, he's gonna be here in an hour and I have nothing to wear!"
"Relax. Just wear your little black dress."
"Okay yeah," she said going to her closet and grabbing the dress and a pair of heels. "Hey Paris."
"Yeah?"
"Do you think I'm moving on too fast?"
"From Logan? No, you broke up with him for a reason and you deserve to be happy. You don't need to wait four years to try again with Logan."
"You're right, thanks Paris."
"Hey Rory, you look beautiful," Tristan said.
"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself."
"You ready?" he asked offering his hand.
"Yeah," she replied taking it.
At that moment her phone rang, the LCD screen flashing Logan. "Sorry I have to take this," she said flipping open her phone.
"Hello."
"Hey Rory."
"Hey, what's up? I'm kind of busy right now."
"What the professors have you doing homework already?"
"No, but if you must know I'm on a date," she said knowing she shattered Logan's heart into pieces.
"Already?" Logan choked out. They hadn't been apart for that long and she had already moved on. He wasn't taking this well.
"Yes already. At least I'm not going around screwing every guy I see. Yeah I know about that
Logan. In fact when I found out it didn't even hurt. We're friends and what you choose to do at Yale is your choice."
"Your right it is," he replied angrily hanging up.
"Sorry, ex-boyfriend," she said turning to Tristan.
"That's okay. Here's my car."
"Where are we going?"
"All in good time, all in good time."
"I had a really nice time tonight Tristan."
"Me too," he said taking a step forward and leaning in and kissing her.
They stood in front of her dorm room door making out when Paris opened the door. "Gilmore! What are you doing?" she said scaring them. "I should go. Bye."
"I was kissing him goodnight Paris god!"
"What if Logan came to visit you?"
"Well he didn't!"
"Are you sure? Go check your room."