Story Title: The Tables have turned Gilmore.

Author: Sancia Chislaine aka Angel Moon Princess

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: I don't own The Gilmore Girls series nor am I in anyway affiliated with the TV show or characters.This disclaimer is meant for the entire story.

Chapter Two:

Rory walked into the Gilmore house and plumped down onto the sofa. She had spent her entire first day thinking about Tristan and the hell that he would unleash. She wouldn't even need to mention it to Lorelai because from the look on her face any idiot could tell that she was stressed.

"What, no Lucy I'm home?" Lorelai asked as she seated herself next to Rory but when she saw her daughter's face she said, "Tough day?"

Rory explained everything to her mother at top speed. She told her about Paris's note and the Franklin and how much things would change once Tristan was around again.

"He seems like quite the character," Lorelai said, "I've heard the name before. Tristan. Tristan," she tried to place the name.

"The Spawn of Satan, Bible Boy, Mr. I-am-so-hot." Rory replied to her mother not wanting to hear that name mentioned again for the rest of the night. "Can we go to Luke's? I'm hungry and I need coffee. You know I think I could probably drink about twelve cups tonight."

"Leave it to my kid to be the coffee Nazi," Lorelai giggled as they shut the door and headed for Luke's.

Rory had to admit that having Lorelai around was never a bad thing. Her mother knew everything that happened in her life and she couldn't think of what it would be like without her. She had remembered that she had to tell her best friend Lane about her new dilemma. She muttered a quick explanation to her mother about where she was headed and walked out the diner door.

Lane was Rory's best friend other than her mother. She had been her friend since they had moved to Star's Hollow which was about seventeen years ago. She knocked on the door and was greeted by a very tired looking Lane.

"What's the matter with you?" Rory asked.

"I'm stuck with my mother's bible group and they've been here for the last three hours," Lane replied as she mumbled something to her mother in Korean. "Come up stairs. You don't look so well yourself. You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Things can't get any worst," Rory said as they ascended the old stair case. "You remember Tristan?" The thought sending a shiver through her body, "He came back from Military school and he's gonna be back at Chilton tomorrow."

Lane looked at Rory dumbfounded. She knew how much Rory detested him and she couldn't think of a way to make the situation any better so there was a silence between the two that they found rather amusing and both began to giggle.

"I know he can have that effect on girls when he's in the room but I never thought he could cause that without even being here," Rory laughed as she stared at Lane who had a tiny smirk on her face.

"You know I think I have to meet him," Lane joked, "He sounds really hot."

"Oh right. He's amazingly stunning and his personality is somewhere on a different plane," Rory commented sarcastically which made them both giggle even more uncontrollably.

"Lane, you must come down now. Rory you must leave," Mrs. Kim bolted into the room and gave them each an ice cold stare.

Rory left Lane's house with a smile on her face. Maybe he had changed she thought. She quickly walked back to the diner to find Lorelai and Luke in their usual banter.

"If you don't give me more coffee I will be forced to break in here and steal some when you close," Lorelai said while she fluttered her eyelashes at Luke, "I've been a good girl, I swear." She even did a little girl scout's cliché pose.

"Coffee isn't meant to be abused like that," Luke commented, "And plus I saw you stick your tongue out at me earlier when I refused to refill your cup. I don't think you've been very well and you swearing to it just makes it worst."

"Oh come on."

"Lorelai, I will not give you anymore coffee. The stuff will send you to your grave early," when he spotted Rory he continued, "And you have her addicted to it as well, don't you know you're killing her to?"

Rory couldn't help but laugh; this was a way too familiar sight. Everyday it was the same thing. Luke would refuse to give them coffee and Lorelai would find some way to trick him and he would serve them with a grunt and then lecture them about the fact that it would send them to an early grave.

Rory thought about an early grave. If it would keep Tristan away she wouldn't mind dying before she saw him again. She remembered the day that he had tried to lure her into going to a P.J. Harvey concert with him.

Flashback

It had been another "glorious" day at Chilton. As Rory walked out she saw Tristan waiting for her at her locker. She walked right past him without a sound and entered the combination to her locker.

"So, I'm a little tired of this game," he said as he moved closer towards her.

"What game?" she snapped.

"Are we meeting there or what?" he replied equally peeved.

"What are you talking about?"

"The concert's tonight," he reminded her.

"Well, I hope you and the empty seat next to you have a great time," she replied.

"I'm starting to get a little irritated, here."

"So am I."

"What are you mad about?"

"You've been telling everyone that I'm going to this thing with you!"

"Just a couple."

"You told Paris," she said. "Paris and I were just starting to get along and now she hates me again."

"Well if the damage is done you might as well just go with me."

"Never!" She said firmly. "Never. I am never going anywhere with you, ever."

He started to get mad, "You know these tickets cost me a fortune."

"They cost your daddy a fortune," she shot back.

"I don't even know anyone else who's into this stupid guy!" he snapped.

"P.J. Harvey's a woman," she corrected, she had turned to go but he snatched her books.

"What are you doing?" she exclaimed in disbelief.

"I'll give them back when you agree to go with me," he said, proud of the way he was handling the situation.

"You're pathetic, Tristan. Keep the books. I'm leaving."

End of flashback

Rory and Lorelai left the diner after about seven cups of coffee each. Luke had given in when Lorelai had climbed over the counter and threatened to break all the dishes if she wasn't given what she wanted. Rory knew she wouldn't have done it and she thought Luke knew that to but he had probably been too aggravated to take the chance.

A few minutes later Rory strolled into her room and looked at the neatly pressed uniform that lay on her bed. She thought of how much she dreaded the next morning she would have to wear it. 'Oh well' she thought, 'It can't be all that bad.'

She changed into her pajamas and snuggled up comfortably on her bed and wished that a good night sleep would take her mind off of Tristan and everything she feared.

A/N: This chapter along with every other before chapter 11 has been revised. If you have read this before nothing has changed except for the fact that I fixed most of the errors. Feel free to review and tell me if you hated it or loved it.