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A/N: I am so so so so so so so so so sooooooooo sorry for the hold up. Finals were crappy, and we moved and oh my gosh, it was a mess. And when I did try to write, I got the worst case of writer's block. I couldn't write anything for months. But, since you want to read the chapter and not my lame excuses, here's some my awesome story at Chapter 4.
Rory: Regular
Tristan: Bold
A Trip to Remember- Chapter 4
What the hell am I doing? I've never done this for anyone before. Well, I've one to a hotel, where there's a girl at midnight tons of times, but that for a completely different reason. I've never done it to go help a chick. I still can't believe that Paris calls me in the middle of the night and says that Rory needs me. Seriously, like anybody could need me. But Rory, of all people, she's so… What am I thinking! Wake up call Tristan she's just a girl. No she's not. She's an angel. Wait are those sirens? Shit.
"Is there a problem officer?" I ask. I've got no idea what I did, but it can't be good.
"Do you realize what you just did here?"
"I'm afraid that I don't officer, I'm in a bit of a hurry…"
"I'll say. You just went through that intersection at 100 miles per hour without stopping."
Oh, I've gotten out of worse. "But officer, you've got to believe me sir, on any other occasion I'd have gone the speed limit, but you see-"
"Don't give me any lip, kid. I know your type. Flying around at God knows what time of night in your fancy sports cars, and you just think that you can weasel out of this? I don't think so."
"But officer, you don't understand. My girl, see, she's waiting for me at the hotel. She's real upset, officer. Her mom, she got in a real bad accident back home, and they were so close."
"Don't give it to me, sonny. I've heard it all. Her mom's sick and dying and you have to get down there to her quick before your friend kills herself, right? Don't even go there kid. Unless you've got proof, then you're coming with me down to the station."
God, Rory, please roll with me on this one. "Let me call her, sir." As I quickly slipped my phone out of my pocket, I prayed that she was still crying over Dean.
"H-hello?" I answered the phone. I've been trying to fall asleep all night, and when I finally get Dean… Don't think about him Gilmore, you'll regret it.
"Rory, babe, how're you holding up? How's your mom?" It was Tristan. What is he talking about? Paris. She must've called him while I was crying. Since when was she so nice? What did he say about Lorelai?
"Tristan, I'm just fine. There's no need for you to worry, I'm handling this in my own way. What did you say about my mom?"
"But you must still be a little upset. Here, I've got someone who wants to talk to you."
"What? Tristan, who?"
"Hello, miss. This is Officer Roberto Perez from the D.C. Area Police Department, could you please tell me under what circumstances you come to know this young man in the car next to me?"
Tristan got pulled over by a cop. No wonder he called at this unreasonable hour. "Officer, we're school mates. We've know each other for a year or so now."
"I'm afraid miss that he said that he needed to get to you right away, could you please explain?"
Mom! That's what he must've meant. He probably said something bad happened to her. I'm gonna need some tears. I'll think about Dean. "O-officer, sh-sh-she i-isn't do-doing s-s-so we-well. Re-real ba-bad. I-I-I'm s-s-sorry." I think I did pretty well, I mean, maybe I could've done a little less on the sobbing, but I got my point across.
"Oh, no I'm sorry miss. I'll leave you be. Good night miss."
"G-g-go-good n-night." I think it worked.
"You're free to go, kid. Just don't do that again. You'll hurt yourself, and I'd hate to see that girl crying on the news because of her punk boyfriend. You've got yourself the only warning, now go!" The officer barked.
I wonder what Mary said to him. She did a number though. I'll have to remember to thank her.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Who's there?" I ask. I've settled down a bit now, but I still can't get… Nope, not gonna say his name. It hurts too much.
"It's me." Tristan.
"Come in." I opened the door. He had one hand behind his back. I wonder what he's holding.
"Hey, bravo on that performance with the cop. I wasn't sure if you'd get it or not."
"Took me a minute, but I got it. I'm quick on my feet. What's behind your back?"
"What do you think?"
"Did you bring me coffee in my hotel room in an attempt to woo me into something dirty Dugrey?"
"No, but I did bring coffee. Paris called, said that you'd need a shoulder to cry on."
"No more crying for me! I'm done with that. Speaking of Paris, where is she?"
"She's not here?"
"Do you see her?"
"Guess not. Maybe she went to take a walk or something."
"Maybe. Now are you going to horde all of the coffee, or are you going to share?"
"Depends, Mary. Maybe I am waiting for you to make it worth my while."
"If you don't hand over the coffee now Dugrey, you're going to be in a lot of serious pain. I need coffee!"
"Got it. Here you go."
"Mmmmm! It smells so good. I can't believe I didn't go get some." It's hot, just the way I like it.
"Good?"
"Pretty good. Not as good as Luke's, but its good for non-Luke coffee."
"Luke's?"
"The diner back in Stars' Hollow. Luke has the best coffee on the planet."
"Well then, I'll just have to try this magnificent coffee of yours."
"Yes, I suppose you will."
We've been talking for hours, and no matter how much I try and pay attention to what she's saying, I keep on thinking about how beautiful she is. I want to take her somewhere. I got it.
"Rory?"
"Tristan?"
"Would you like to go do something?"
"Tristan, it's five in the morning. In an hour I'm going to get up and get ready. I've got a breakfast with Congress today."
"Blow it off."
"What? I can't do that. Unlike you, I want to be here learning things. Anyways, shouldn't you be getting back to your business thing, won't they miss you?"
"They won't give a damn if I'm there or not. My father already paid, as long as the check goes through and I'm home at the scheduled time, it really doesn't matter if I'm there or if I'm not. Plus, I don't think that they'll miss you here. One kid goes MIA, they'll never notice, as long as you're back by curfew. And Paris will take good notes and stuff. You know how anal that chick is."
"Well, they may not care if you're there, and they may not care if I'm here, but I want to be here. This is educational, and you know how much I care about my education."
"Okay, but if you'd rather be here in a room with a bunch of smelly old people eating God knows what for breakfast, go ahead. Or you could come with me, an extreme improvement on both the look and smell departments, and have the time of your life. Well, at least the most fun you'll have here." I've got her now, I'm sure of it. "And what's a little breakfast, you'll catch them next time. Just say you were sick, and that's why you missed this one."
"Well… Okay. Let's go."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"Yeah, let me leave a note for Paris, and it'll all be cool. Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
I can't believe I'm going to do this. I'm going to shirk my duty to represent the school to go off with the bane of my school life to who knows where. That doesn't sound too bad… Yes it does, but I'll get over it. Let's just hope I have some fun.
"Are you sure you can't tell me where we're going?"
"Nope it's a surprise. Just be happy that I'm not blindfolding you."
"Fine. But you've got to promise that it won't be anyplace stupid. Deal?"
"I promise, no place stupid. But I hope you like animals. No more conversation. Play with the radio, but no talking. Because I can't keep a secret for shit, and this is one that I want to keep."
"Yes sir, Tristan, sir!" I saluted him, and he gave me the dirtiest look. I love annoying him."
I wonder if this is a good idea. She's very obedient though. She hasn't said a word. I could have some fun with that. Don't think about it Dugrey, or you'll be in some serious pain.
"We're here."
"The zoo?"
"Yep, the zoo."
"And why are we at the zoo?"
"To see the animals of course. Why else would we go to the zoo?"
" I don't know. I just don't see why you're taking me to the zoo."
"Don't you like the zoo Mary?"
"Well, yeah, everybody does, but I didn't think that the zoo was seriously your kind of place. I figured we'd end up at some bar or something."
"Mary, that hurts, I can't believe that you'd say something like that. Just because a guy likes to get slightly drunk every so often doesn't mean that I don't know how to have good wholesome fun."
"Whatever you say. Lead the way Bible Boy."
I can't imagine Tristan at the zoo. I wonder if this is where he goes when he doesn't want to be found, because I seriously wouldn't look for Tristan in a zoo. I wonder what his favorite animal is.
"So, Mary, what's your favorite animal?"
"Penguin."
"Why the penguins?
"Because they can't fly like normal birds, so they did something better; they learned to fly in the water."
"Hm, I never thought of it like that. I guess your right."
"What's your favorite animal, Bible Boy?"
"Lion. He's the king of the jungle, and just gets to sit back and relax while his girls tend to his every beck and call."
"Wow, how lazy and chauvinistic."
"Okay, no need to use such big words Mary. Remember who you're talking to."
"Don't give me that Tristan. You and I both know how smart you are. You could easily do the work, you just chose not to. Something about image, I assume. But that's just my assumption. Why don't you do your work?"
"Because that's exactly what my dad wants me to do. He wants me to be the good boy not the play boy. He wants me to be the genius, not do the genius. But he's an ass, and I really don't want to do what he says. It doesn't seem right to please someone who doesn't give a damn about me."
"Okay, new topic. How about something happy. Look cotton candy!"
Mary, Mary, Mary. You're quite the girl. I can't believe she actually talks to the animals. It's so cute, how she makes each one talk back to her with different voices. I really didn't think that she'd do something like that. But I wouldn't think that she'd come out with me either, now that the day is over.
"Mary?"
"Yeah?"
"Um… Ready to go?"
"Sure. Bye Mr. Flamingo. Bye Rory."
Maybe I'll wait until we get back to her hotel.
I can't believe that we spent all day at the zoo. I missed everything. But I really don't care. Tristan was right, I did have a great time, probably the best that I'll have here. We're back at the hotel, I guess it's time to say good bye. "Tristan?"
"Huh?"
"Thanks for taking me to the zoo."
"Why, you're welcome Mary."
"I better get back to my room."
"Yeah, I guess you'd better."
"I'll see you at school then?"
"Yeah, at school."
I can't leave like this, but what am I going to do? Just put one foot in front of the other, that's all I can do.
I can't let her leave. That wasn't a good bye.
"Mary!"
"What?"
It's now or never. I can't let her go without a…
Is he doing what I think he's doing? Are we gonna…
Both
Kiss!
Narrator:
And they kissed. A kiss filled with passion, longing, and a promise for the future. They saw each other frequently throughout the break, and Tristan even sat through a couple lectures at his business convention from a request by Rory. In turn, Rory agreed that during her free time in the afternoons she could loosen up, and have a little fun with Tristan (Get your heads out of the gutter. It's Rory we're talking about). And that was Rory Gilmore and Tristan Dugrey's trip to remember.
A/N: Ha, betcha never saw that one coming! Well, you probably did. Please review, and give me some advice. I know that you've all lost faith in my abilities to update regularly, but I've still got at least two months left of summer vacation, and I'd love to do a sequel about Rory and Tristan together. You know, a little drama, a little romance, and some fist fights, but if you won't read it, I really don't want to take the time to write it. So, let me know. It would start off when Rory and Tristan got off the plane back in Hartford and run through Junior Year and maybe Senior Year if I'm bit by the inspiration bug. Thanks for reading! And thanks to all the reviewers who I didn't get back to and all of the ones that I did, I really do appreciate you all. Duh Out!