-1-A/N: I'm listening to "This is Halloween" again. I think I need help. This is the second to last chapter. If you appreciate meh, please review. I know, pathetic, ne? But I'm positively addicted to reviews. I'm also looking for a beta reader for a FullMetal Alchemist fanfic, so on the off chance that IO have any anime addicts out there, well, you know how to get in touch with me. Enjoy!
Chapter Twelve: And Today Was a Day Just Like Any Other
"Tristan, Will you marry me?"
"Okay." Tristan said sleepily.
"Okay?" Rory repeated in disbelief. "That's it?"
"Well, you didn't exactly make a big show of it either, did you?"
"Well, no, but, but, I don't think I expected you to say yes." She said, shaking her head.
"Oh. Oh." He said, hid face darkening.
"No! No, I mean I'm happy that you said yes, I just wasn't expecting it is all."
"So, you really do want to get married?" He asked. Rory nodded.
"To me?" he affirmed. Rory rolled her eyes.
"No, to Paris. Of course to you."
"And you think that we can make it, even though we haven't been together that long?"
"I do."
"Wow, practicing already," He said. Rory grinned. There was another moment's pause. As if on cue they both broke into grins and stood up to meet in the room. There was kissing. Lots of that. Crying as well, though decidedly less of.
"I, I have to tell Mom!" Rory finally squeaked.
"Do you have to right now? I was sort of hoping we could... Ehm..." He trailed off, glancing at his bedroom. Rory shook her head fervently.
"No! No time for that now, we have the rest of our lives for that, damn it! Let's go tell my Mommy that I'm engaged!" She squealed childishly. Tristan sighed and ran a hand through his hair before getting her to agree to at least let him shower first.
"Hurry!" She urged. In twenty minutes they were out the door. Fifteen minutes passed, and Rory was running into the Dragonfly, yelling to anyone who could hear her,
"Where's my mother? Where's Lorelai!"
"She's in her office," Michel replied, except in a very much more accented voice. Rory nodded and dragged Tristan behind her.
"Wait! Wait, he can't go in there!" Michel called after them. Sookie came out from the dining room, where she'd been talking with a guest.
"What's going on?" She asked, slightly irritated.
"Damned if I know," Michel replied, pursing his lips and continuing to answer the phone. Meanwhile, Rory and Lorelai were jumping enthusiastically in the Dragonfly's kitchen, where Lorelai had actually been.
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Chapter Twelve: But I Knew That You Were a Truth I Would Rather Lose than to Have Never Lain Beside at All
It was another Friday. Just another Friday.
"Sarah!" Terrance said cheerfully. Sarah heard him few feet behind her. It was a busy hallway, she could pretend she hadn't heard.
"Sarah!" He repeated, breaking her heart. He caught up to her.
"Sarah," he panted. "What's up?"
She stopped abruptly in the middle of the hallway, and he did also, causing a few people to curse at them and move around them.
"I'm moving." She told him, tears welling up in her eyes.
"You're what?" He asked, not able to comprehend the words.
"I'll see you later, Terrance." She moved away from her, and he caught her wrist.
"Sarah, when are you leaving?"
"Two months." She said, refusing to meet his eye.
"Two months? Why didn't you tell me before!" He said, exasperated,
"I just found out yesterday." She replied dully. He shook his head.
"C'mon, let's skip today and talk this out." He said. Sarah jerked her wrist out of his hand.
"No, Terrance."
"Sarah, it's just one day. You're so far ahead that it won't matter."
"Terrance, I'm not skipping class, so just forget it, okay!"
"Sarah!" He said, exasperated as the bell rang. She looked at him impudently, but he realized that she has staring over his shoulder, still not meeting his eyes. His hand instinctively grabbed her face, forcefully but gently, and turned it so she couldn't look away. Her eyes welled up.
"No." She said simply before turning and running to her class. Terrance dropped his hand and walked in the other direction.
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"Sarah, it'll be okay." Leslie said as Sarah sobbed into her shoulder.
"Sarah," Terrance interrupted. It was lunch time.
"Go away, Terrance!" Sarah said shrilly.
"No."
"C'mon, Javerson. Talk to me." He said gently.
"C'mon, Javerson. Talk. You never talk to me anymore." Terrance tried again, just as coldly as before. He snatched the book right from her hands. This time, Sarah caught the bait.
"I never talked to you in the first place, Terrance!"
"He's your boyfriend, Sarah. Just because you're mad at your parents doesn't mean you can ignore him," Leslie interjected.
"How is it you have a boyfriend and I don't?"
"You're a freak."
"I can ignore him if I damn well want to." Sarah sobbed in reply.
"But Sarah, why? I love you. This doesn't have to come between us!"
"But, Terrance, why?" Autumn sobbed. Terrance's eyes flickered over to meet Sarah's, who immediately became very absorbed in grabbing her books for third period.
Sarah huffed in exasperation and got up to walk away from both of them, but tripped over someone's book bag.
"Fall again, Javerson?" He asked with amusement. There was something there, though. Something that lie between them that made it different. Something very different than hate.
"Sarah!" Leslie and Terrance cried in unison, and Terrance immediately lurched forward to pick her up. Sarah pushed him away.
"Terrance! Do you not get this? I'm moving away! Far away! There's no way this can work between us anymore!" She screamed.
"But... I don't want you to move," Terrance said pathetically.
"I don't want to move." Sarah declared once more. She wouldn't push it more than that. Sarah's mom always made plans to move, but in the end she'd never leave her business, a small, yet elegant catering service.
"Terrance..." Sarah sighed. Terrance slowly, cautiously moved in towards her and took her into his arms.
"Sarah, I don't care what you say. We can make it work." He said.
"Easy for you to say," Leslie muttered. "You've got a guy who likes you, a cute guy, albehim a jerk."
"Hey!" Sarah scolded, but then thought again about specifying what she was scolding her for.
"Why should we bother, Terrance? You can have anyone you want. Why would you want to bother with me?"
"Because you're smart, funny, and beautiful."
"I woke up early," she explained. "You think it's too much?"
"No, you look nice," Terrance told her with a grin.
"The only thing you lack is money." He finished. Sarah shook her head, sniffling.
"My mom owns a successful business." She countered.
"Lucky me." He said softly as Sarah snuggled her head into his chest. He tightened his hold on her.
Terrance smiled sweetly at her.
"You sleep cute," he said without thinking. Sarah opened her eyes and laughed a little.
"You know, we've only been going out officially for three days?" Sarah told him, hiccupping a little.
"I'm liking this whole change of status here." Terrance told her happily.
"Yeah?" Sarah said, just as happily.
"Yep." He clarified.
"I've loved you a lot longer than that, you know." He told her. Leslie stood awkwardly off to one side. She wasn't the only one watching them at this point.
"I bet you haven't liked me half so long as I've wanted you," Sarah whispered seriously.
"I bet I have."
"We're not going to do anything. I just want you to lie down with me, understand?" He said impatiently.
"Why now? If we've both liked each other so long, why'd we have to wait until I'm about to leave?"
"I didn't get into anything over my head, if that's what you're wondering," she replied curtly.
"Maybe that's the way it was supposed to happen." He said, running his hand through her hair.
"Oh my. Terrance, the most popular guy in school, spouting off fate poetic?" Sarah shook her head slowly. "What the world must be coming to."
"I love you," he said softly.
"I love you, too." She said, looking at his eyes, intent on her own.
"We're moving." Her mother nodded. She didn't look happy, but she wasn't at all sad, either.
"But... Terrance," Sarah whispered.
They didn't kiss. The moment was somehow too intimate for that, even. Wordlessly, the just took each other's hands and walked outside to his car with half the cafeteria's eyes following them. They skipped the entire next week together.
And Sarah still graduated that year with straight A's.
-A/N. This was the last chapter-chapter. The last one will be an epilogue. Pleeeeeeease review. I'm sorry, but I loved this chapter of "Sarah". In fact, this was a really Sara-centric sort of chapter, I hope no one minded. The GG part's chapter title was from Jack's Mannequin's "I'm Ready", and the other chapter title was from a song by Death Cab for Cutie called "What Sarah Said". Coincidence? You decide! Byeeee.
