A/N: Wow, you all are just amazing! THANKS so much for all of the reviews and encouragement! I love love love it! Sorry about the misleading information, I'll clear it up:
Baylor Prep is revolved mainly around soccer, but it does have a great academic program (one of Rory's reasons for going there.)
I am making Rory have more money than she does in the show just so I can make her have a slightly larger house so it can accommodate the guest they are having (wink).
Jess was never present in Rory's life. In other words, he doesn't exist…sorry!
Tristan is acting very tough and arrogant, but he will soften up later on (effect of Rory!)
I love Blake too so I don't know what I am going to do about this love triangle!
Rory is very out-spoken, like her mother, in this story so I can develop her character to have a bit of a sassy side. (Don't worry, she is still the same old Rory, I just needed to spice her up a little bit!)
This is Rory and her friends junior year.
Any other questions, you all can ask me in a message or review! Thanks! Here we go…
Chapter 2:
"So, babe," Blake put his arm around Rory's shoulder as he drove through Stars Hollow. "What should we do when we get back to your house? How about we play a romantic, heated game of spin the bottle, or 7 minutes in heaven?"
Blake squeezed Rory's arm and winked at her, mischievously.
Rory turned her head, slightly, to avoid Blake noticing her blushing face.
"Hmm, interesting…" Rory gazed into her boyfriend's dark green eyes.
"I caught you staring, Rory. Hasn't your mother taught you any better than that?" Blake teased Rory and let out a chuckle.
He pulled into Rory's driveway and cut the engine, waiting for her comeback.
"Oh, but you see, I am allowed to stare." Rory inquired.
"And why is that?" Blake grinned and raised his eyebrows.
"Because you're my boyfriend and I say so." Rory smirked as she grabbed Blake's face and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss.
Blake gently grabbed Rory's thighs and pulled her on his lap.
He groaned as Rory nibbled on Blake's lower lip.
Just as their make out session really started to heat up, Rory's cell phone began ringing off the hook.
Rory pulled away from the kiss slowly.
"Nooo," Blake groaned and cupped Rory's face into his, begging to dive into her lips once again.
"I...have…to…get…this…call…" Rory said in between kisses.
"Rory, if it's your friends…tell them not to come over, we're busy…" Blake smirked.
"How am I going to know it is them if I'm not allowed to answer my freaking phone?" Rory pushed Blake's chest and snatched her phone.
"Hello?" Rory answered her phone and stuck out her tongue at Blake, playfully.
"Rory, sweetie, it's me. I've got some pretty bad news for you." Lorelai sighed.
"Is everything okay? What happened?" Rory shot straight up and her stomach was filled with nerves.
Blake saw Rory's reaction and touched Rory's thigh, affirming.
Rory gave Blake a hesitant look and then turned back to her phone.
"Yeah, but I just found out who will be staying with us…"
"Oh my gosh, who?" Rory was filled with anticipation.
"Well, from what I hear…this guy is a hot shot and an overconfident jerk. I don't know if you know him…his name's Tristan Dugrey."
Rory's jaw dropped and her phone slipped away from her hand. She was in a state of shock.
No way. This can't be happening! Tristan Dugrey, my boyfriend's number one enemy, cannot be staying at my house for a whole soccer season! Blake is going to freak out. Tristan is so arrogant and cocky and…a snob. This is unbelievable. My good luck is out the door…gone. I can't be in the same vicinity as Tristan, let alone have him in my house for 3 months. I've got to find a way out of this. There's got to be a way.
"Rory! Hello?" Blake shook Rory out of her thinking process.
"Oh, hi," Rory dodged Blake's hand and bolted out of the car.
What am I doing?
"Rory, what are you doing?" Blake caught up with Rory and grabbed her arm.
"Okay," Rory sat down on her front step. She definitely couldn't run from this one. "So, my grandmother made us participate in this stupid thing involving Chilton. You see, some of the soccer players from Chilton were going to come and play for Baylor. A couple of the players didn't have places to stay, so we were volunteered to keep one of the players in our house for 3 months, the soccer season. My mom just informed me that the guy in our house is…"
Rory paused and took a deep breath. She reached out and grabbed Blake's hand. She hated seeing a worried expression on Blake's face, so she wanted it to go away.
"Umm, it is a guy you don't really know too well." Rory lied.
That wasn't really a lie, since Blake doesn't really know the real Tristan…neither do I. So, I guess I can't judge Tristan that much. But he still sucks!
"Oh," Blake's face showed a wave of relief. "I thought you were going to say Tristan was staying at your house!"
Rory laughed nervously along with Blake.
"I really don't want to talk about it anymore, so can we just go inside and prepare for our friends' arrival…please?" Rory gave Blake puppy-dog eyes, so he agreed.
"Hey mom, we're home!" Rory entered her large house.
"Who is we?" Lorelai ran down the stairs in curiosity.
"It's just me, Lorelai. How are you?" Blake smiled and squeezed Rory's hand.
"Oh, you," Lorelai narrowed her eyes, but then laughed. "Well, you too have fun and I will be up in my room."
"Bye, Mom." Rory rolled her eyes and led Blake to the kitchen.
"Can you get out the sodas and glasses for me? I need your help badly, Skills." Rory nicknamed her boyfriend Skills because of his awesome abilities in soccer. She slowly walked up to her boyfriend and gave him a quick kiss.
"Alright, since you called me by my oh-so-appropriate nickname." Blake beamed and pretended to act cocky.
Rory laughed and began setting up in the family room.
"So, Skills," Rory said as she was getting ready. "When do tryouts start?"
"Monday, actually. I'm so pumped up to finally play for Baylor again. This season is going to be the best. It's the one I actually need to look my best at to get that scholarship. The scouts are going to be all over us." Blake laughed.
"Yeah, I bet. I'm playing in a scrimmage tomorrow at 12:00 and I was hoping you would come and watch me. After, we could have a picnic in the park…your favorite, I know." Blake came up behind Rory and wrapped his arms around her
"Mmm, sounds nice." Rory closed her eyes and put her arms around his neck.
They began kissing when there was a knock at the door.
"Party time, baby." Blake interlocked hands with Rory and went to open the door.
"Hey, hey love birds. Hopefully you haven't started the show without us, huh?" Josh, one of Blake's buddies, danced into Rory's house.
"Yeah, you better not have." Molly stepped into the door and gave Rory a friendly squeeze.
As their close-nit friends paraded into the house, Blake lead Rory to the couch.
Eventually, everyone was situated around each other in the family room.
The group of friends was Blake, Rory, Molly, Hannah, Josh, and Matt.
"Let's play a game of I Never." Molly bounced in her seat.
"Typical," Matt rolled his eyes. "But if we don't have any booze…what's the point."
"Oh, shut up Matt." Hannah grinned.
"Anyway," Blake interrupted. "Why don't we do something more interesting…hmm?"
"Truth or dare?" Rory said with a glint in her eye.
"Please!" Molly and Hannah whined, playfully.
"Fine, I'll go first, then." Josh chimed in. "Hannah, I dare you to kiss the guy you really like, passionately. We all know you have a crush on one of us guys, so all of us will close our eyes and the guy that gets it…gets it!"
"Okay!" Hannah twiddled her fingers and scanned her candidates.
"Wait a second," Rory held up her hand. "I believe Blake would be off limits, hmm?"
"Gosh darn it." Hannah said sarcastically.
"Good," Rory kissed her boyfriend, gently.
"Okay, everyone, close your eyes." Josh smirked and licked his lips since he thought Hannah liked him.
In about 15 seconds, Hannah said, "Okay, I'm done."
"What?" Josh cried out. "Are you sure?"
"Oh yeah, I am so sure!" Hannah winked and grinned at Matt.
Their entire group of friends burst out laughing at the sight of an unhappy Josh.
The classic moment was ruined when Lorelai called for her daughter from upstairs.
"I'll be right back." Rory groaned as she left her boyfriend's arms.
When she reached her mothers room, she said, "What's up, Mom?"
"Well, I just wanted to let you know that Tristan is moving here tomorrow, since his first day is Monday!" Lorelai grabbed Rory's hand and nudged her onto the bed.
"This is so not good. I'm going with Blake tomorrow to his soccer scrimmage and then we're eating a picnic lunch." Rory crossed her arms and groaned.
"I know, babe, it sucks to have some other guy interfering, but you don't really know the real Tristan. Can't you give him a chance? You've told Blake about Tristan, haven't you?" Lorelai eyed her daughter.
"Well, you see, I just…no." Rory mumbled.
"Rory Gilmore! You can't keep this a secret! You have to tell him, asap!"
"I just…" Rory began.
"I know! Why don't you invite Tristan to the play in the scrimmage? Some male bonding would be perfect for them. Tristan's arriving here at 10:00. Please give Tristan a chance. Sometimes, people are forced to act one way around people just so they can be popular or some other bizarre reason. Who knows…maybe Tristan is a real sweetheart on the inside?" Lorelai patted Rory's back and gave her a push towards the door.
"Alright," Rory had no idea what she was saying that to, but she didn't care.
As she trudged down her the stairs, she was very amused to see Hannah and Matt, along with Molly and Josh in a heated make out. She laughed out loud when she saw Blake sitting by himself with his arms crossed.
"Waiting for me?" Rory smirked.
"Finally," Blake murmured as Rory crawled into his lap and began kissing him.
I'll tell him later. It's going to be fine.
But, something in Rory's gut told her everything wasn't going to be fine. She would just have to find out at the soccer scrimmage. What seemed to be just a fun soccer game could really be the start of a fierce, competitive war.
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