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 Ten:

Rory trudged down the crowded hallway, she couldn't believe that so much time had passed by since the last time she saw Tristan. She was kind of grateful though because it gave her a lot of time to think about what she really felt.

She had to admit though that she was still confused and a bit scared, she didn't think that it would be so hard to tell someone something that everybody else probably already knew. She spotted Tristan at his locker and saw him staring directly at her picture. A blush rose across her cheeks as she headed towards him.

"I thought you would have gotten rid of that by now," she stated in a sort of a monotone voice.

"I thought you said you wouldn't mind if I left it," he answered back with the same emotionless tone.

"I don't," Rory answered simply.

"So why'd you ask then?" Tristan asked coldly.

"What's with the harsh tone?"

"Why are you wasting your time talking to me?"

"Why are you asking stupid questions?" Rory was beginning to get really frustrated and he was making a big deal of nothing, she thought.

"Why are you pretending to care Rory?" Tristan drawled.

"I don't know am I?"

"Why'd you avoid me for so long?"

"I avoided you?"

"You know what Mary. You're frustrating me. You're standing here pretending that nothing happened, that I'm just..." Tristan trailed off and looked away from Rory.

"Finish what you were saying,'' Rory commanded.

"Nothing, I have nothing to say to you. You'll ignore me anyway."

Rory's frustration was turning into violent anger and Tristan wasn't playing along with her. She'd planned it all out, another one of her fault proof plans or so she thought anyway.

"I think I've fallen in love with you!" she yelled out in frustration.

"You've... you've... you've what?" Tristan asked disbelieving what he heard.

Rory's face flushed, she couldn't believe she'd just said that. "I think I have um... home... talk... coffee... mommy..." she said lamely.

With that Rory took off down the hall and just as Tristan was about to dash down the hall to catch up to her he heard Head master Charleston's voice, "Mr. DuGrey why are you running in the corridor?"

"Sorry sir," Tristan bit out quietly.

"I know you've been away for a while Mr. DuGrey but the rules around here haven't changed. I expect to see you in detention this afternoon."

"Yes sir."

Tristan couldn't believe it, talk about bad timing. When he looked around Rory was nowhere to be found, it was as if she just vanished into thin air. He walked as fast as his feet would go and headed towards the parking lot. Rory would have to wait for the bus and he knew it only came around every twenty minutes.

He spotted her at 'her' bench, her face was buried in her palms and her books that she had been carrying were on the floor at her feet.

"So?" Tristan asked, he felt like a complete idiot.

"Go away!" Rory screamed behind her hands.

"Rory, look I'm sorry..."

Rory looked up and for the first time thought that it was better that she attended Chilton instead of Star's Hollow High School. It was definitely sparing her the horror of the whole town knowing about how stupid she was.

"No I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act like that, I shouldn't have. It's just that... I don't... I don't know," she finished as a new batch of tears streamed down her face.

"You know at any other time I would have taken advantage of this. You not having an explanation but I don't think I should push my luck right now because I want to know if you meant it."

"Meant what?" she asked stupidly.

"What you said?" he asked shyly.

"When?"

"Rory, come on. Don't make me have to spell it out," Tristan complained childishly.

"We're going somewhere?"

"You know I don't remember you being such a smartass," he grinned.

"Me? A smartass?" Rory asked feigning innocence.

"So?"

"You said that earlier," she grinned.

"You said something earlier to," Tristan replied with a lopsided grin.

"I did?" she asked feigning confusion.

"Mary! Stop. I need to know," Tristan said in frustration.

Rory looked at Tristan for the first time since he had come out and sat with her, his brow was furrowed and he looked slightly frustrated. She was very confused also so she didn't know if she should just ignore telling him the truth or just pour her heart out.

"I meant what I said," She chocked out looking at the floor.

Tristan stared at her in amazement, for the first time in his life he wasn't sure if doing what he usually would was the right thing to do, "Do you know how long I've waited for this?" he asked not afraid of her reaction.

Rory looked up; her eyes were blotchy from all the tears that had welled up in them in between the brief silence that had just passed.

"You've waited?'' She asked not quite grasping what she was being asked.

"You amaze me sometimes Mary, in-between the frustrating me part of course," Tristan remarked with his usual smirk on his face.

Rory could feel a smile spread across her face as the newest tear drop rolled down her cheek. Tristan moved closer to her and reached out for her face, her skin was warm and soft under his hand; he brushed the stray tear away gently and then pressed her head against his chest.

"Mary," he started slowly, "I've loved you since the very first time I saw you. I've been intoxicated by you until the point I thought I couldn't breathe..."

"And then you woke me up," Rory finished.

Lorelai couldn't stop herself from laughing, "So that was the dream that my baby had? I bet if I hadn't woken you up it would have gotten dirty,'' She teased.

Rory's face flushed, she couldn't take it anymore, "I don't know what's wrong with me. I've never had a dream like that before. I said that I was in love with him," she said disbelievingly.

"I know! What do you think the Rory club will think?" Lorelai asked clearly mocking Rory.

"Ugh. I'm going to be late for school."

"Wouldn't want to be late now," Lorelai commented with a broad smirk on her face.

"You're enjoying this too much," Rory commented dryly as she grabbed her book bag and headed for the door.

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.