AN: Okay, so alittle controversy over Rory and Matt...yay! Reviews, I love 'em. For tho of you who were wondering, "necking" a bottle is slang, it just means drinking, sorry if I confued people. Oh and tequila sunrise is one of the premixed drinks my friends and I used to buy for $1 each from the loca drive-through bottle-shop, so yeah. I wasn't thinking when I put that in.

i die without you: you're right, Matt is dodgy...here's a hint, reember what he said to Rory about her being "different" it'll be important. And you're right, 3 messages is a lot but Matt really does like Rory, he's just a little stalker/creepy about it. Keep reading to see why he went and visited Jay.

Disclaimer: I don't own GG

"Rory!"

She turned as she walked down the hall-ways with Louise. Matt jogged to catch up with her.

"Hey" He panted, clasping her shoulder.

"Hi Matt," She said quietly, missing the vicious glare he sent Louise's way.

"Did you get my messages?"

She sighed inwardly, she hadn't replied to them, her life just wasn't settled enough at the moment for something as routine as dating.

"Yeah I did…you sent three" She replied flatly.

He laughed nervously.

"Yeah that was…stupid"

"No, it's okay" Why did she do that? Why did she always make excuses for people?

"So…" He began, falling into step beside she and Louise, "…do you want to go out this week?"

They were standing outside her first class, Louise went in leaving Rory with Matt. She laughed nervously.

"Um…this is my class so…" She turned to go but he grasped her arm tightly. She looked at him in horror but he was just smiling easily at her.

"Do you want to go out?" He asked again.

"Um…Matt…I…I've got a lot going on right now and I don't think that dating would be…a good idea" She said slowly.

He nodded and let go of her arm. She sighed inwardly with relief and huried into her class.

"That's alright Rory…persistence pays off, you said so yourself," He whispered before heading to his first class.


Matt and Tristan hadn't spoken all night since the night of the party. Tristan had left without Matt. Eventually it was Matt who couldn't stand it as he sat at the desk.

"Dude, what's wrong?"

Tristan shrugged like a petulant child on his bed where he was leafing through a magazine.

"Is this about Rory and me?"

"Is there a 'Rory and you'?"

It was Matt's turn to shrug.

"I'd like there to be, but I know you like her"
"I do not, don't make up my feelings to dramatise your own life"

"Whatever" Matt muttered.

Tristan sighed loudly.

"I'm going for a shower"


He leaned his head against the cool tiles. He didn't like her, he knew he didn't. Sure, he'd been attracted to her, taken it too far on their road-trip but that was it. It was Liz he loved. Suddenly a memory came over him.

"I loved her Rory"

Had that been what she was asking him about? Why he'd used that word in the past tense? Did he still love Liz? He had loved her, he knew he had, he'd completely knocked over by her.

She was so beautiful with those huge blue eyes that curved up a little in the outer edges and that goofy laugh she had where sometimes she'd shriek.

He smiled against the tiles.

And that soft hair, he sighed, that long coffee-coloured hair that smelled like apple ad pineapple juice and…wait! Brown hair? No, no, not Rory.

He wasn't supposed to be thinking about Rory, about the girl who'd betrayed him like that. She must have known it was Jay, that's why she'd believed him. He turned in the shower so his back was against the wall and slowly sank down until he was crouched on the floor, the shower head matting his hair to his skull as he buried his head in his arms.


"Can we finally try to pull this group together?" Paris snapped.

Gathered around a large group table in the library were she, Rory, Madeline, Louise, Finn and Tristan who was staring sullenly at his books.

"Okay well we have to somehow pull together an interactive website on the future of the media, 7,000 words. It's due at the end of the semester which means time is ticking away," She went on.

Rory stared at Tristan who shifted uncomfortable under her gaze and looked out the window. Paris sighed heavily.

"So is anybody actually listening to me?" She demanded.

"I am love," Finn told her.

"Me too" Madeline put in.

"You're painting your nails" Paris replied dryly and Madeline shrugged.

"Multi-tasking" She said with a mischievous grin.

"You know what, all of you go and find some books!"

Rory got up from the table and followed Tristan. He rolled his eyes when he saw her beside him in the stacks.

"What do you want?" He asked coldly.

"To see why you're being such an ass…you can't possibly believe what you said on Friday"

"Rory," he said with a sigh, "I am going to say this once and then I want you out of my life forever…" She took a step back, her eyes wide and hurt, "…you believe me"

"Exactly," She whispered and he held his hand up to silence her.

"You believed me when my own friends didn't…" He hurried on, not letting her get a word in. "…we didn't even know each other and all the evidence pointed towards me. Yet you believed I was innocent…why would you think that unless you knew something? You don't know me Rory, but you do knowyour brother." He turned and stormed off, three books under his arm. She chased after him into the main part of the library.

"You're right!" She screamed and he half-turned. "I do know my brother, and I know a lot more than that. I know about your precious Liz!"

He froze, every eye in the library was trained on them.

"Don't you dare talk about her!"
"Oh I'll talk about her Tristan! Your sweet little girlfriend was cheating on you the whole time you were together!" There was a crash as he dropped his books and let out an anguished cry.

"Rory," Paris sad warningly.

"Shut up Paris!" Rry cried, wheeling on her friend, "It's true Tristan! She was fucking him behind your back the whole time! And you want to know something else?"

It was clear from the look in his eyes that he didn't.

"She lied, she lied! Justin never attacked her! She found out you were at the party and she ripped her top! Her top was torn wasn't it Tristan? I bet she had a cut and a bruise on her head as well didn't she? From where she hit her own head against the wall!" Her breathing was ragged and she realised for the first time how many other students were in the library.

"Shut up!" Tristan screamed, "You lying bitch!"

"I'm not the liar," Rory said, calm now. She picked up his cell phone and crossed to where he had sunk to his knees. She dropped it on the ground in front of him.

"Call Justin and ask him" She said quietly before leaving the library.

AN: Originally I was never going to have Tristan finding out abuot Liz, but it seemed to perfect here. R&R to let me know what you think!