Title: Revelations

Author: Gilmoregirl7878

A/N: I know I've been horrible with updating lately but I've had a lot of things going on lately plus I've been sick lately. I just laid around and read today when I stayed home from school when I should have been writing, but I'm a horrible person. Haha

BIG NOTE! PLEASE READ!

Rory and Finn are NOT exclusively dating! Finn is NOT jealous of Tristan! Thank you!

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Tristan was sitting at the lunch table with Finn and all the other guys when all of a sudden there were a pair of legs straddling him. He had just enough time to react when Rory kissed him deeply and broke apart just a quickly, getting up and winking at him and walking toward Summer and Louise, smirking at Finn.

Finn didn't say anything, but smirked back. He knew Rory wasn't the type of girl who wouldn't lose a challenge lying on her back. 'Wait...counting the situation of the bet, maybe she would.' Finn smiled inwardly at his little joke.

"So, Finn. What are you going to do about this?" Jason asked, smirking at Finn. Tristan looked over at Finn curiously, wondering how Finn would react about the girl Tristan suspected he was dating, was kissing another guy.

"What am I supposed to do? Rory's trying to prove a point...what that is, I'm still a little confused, but all I know is that I like rewards." Finn hinted, smirking.

"Fuck, you don't care that Rory's all over some other guy?" Justin asked, having slept with Rory himself and wanted to date her exclusively, but she turned him down. He wouldn't want her making out with another guy if he was in Finn's position.

"Why would I? It's not like she's my girlfriend."

"You spend a lot of time with her." Justin continued.

"I spend a lot of time with Summer, doesn't mean that we're dating."

"You better not." Austin joked.

"But..." Justin started.

"Justin, fuck off! Since when is any of this your business? You slept with Rory, what? Once? And she told you to fuck off afterwards." Finn said bitingly, annoyed at Justin, who shut up.

"DuGrey, I don't care whatever you do with Rory. She's not my girlfriend." Finn said non- committingly, leaning back in his chair, looking over at Rory who was laughing at something that Madeline had said.

"Whatever you say, Finn." Tristan said uneasily.

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Tristan had just left the bathroom after leaving the lunch room, when a hand came out and slammed him against a locker.

"Finn?"

"Listen to me, if I find out that you do anything to hurt Rory, I will kill you." Finn promised, pinning Tristan against the lockers.

"What the fuck? You were just saying-

"Fuck what I just said. I'm telling you right now, I love Rory, she's my best friend. She has enough shit in her life and she doesn't need someone else screwing with her life. I don't care if you date her or whatever you plan on doing, but do...not...hurt..her. Got it?" Finn asked threateningly, letting go of Tristan he nodded his head and walked back to the lunch room.

Rory found Tristan a few minutes later, having noticed Finn and Tristan both disappear at the same time and knew no good would come out of it.

"Tristan?" Rory said tentatively, looking at Tristan who was sitting on the floor, his head resting against the lockers.

"Mary, what's up?" He said casually.

"Nothing...what happened with Finn?" Rory asked, getting to the point.

"Nothing."

"Bull. I know him, what did he say?"

"It's not important. So, did you miss me while I was gone?" Tristan asked, smirking, changing the subject.

"Oh yes, it was horrible. I don't know who I survived." Rory said dramatically, laughing. She sat down on the floor and rested her back against the lockers.

"No, seriously." Tristan said, chuckling slightly at Rory's previous comment.

"I don't know, sometimes...I guess." Rory said cryptically.

"Sometimes?"

"Yeah, I mean like when...I'm at a party. Nothing seems to top that one party." Rory teased, smiling at the memory of their first kiss.

"That was a pretty good party." Tristan agreed, laughing.

"Pretty good? Huh, I would've thought that kissing me would have been a little bit better than 'pretty good'." Rory pretended to be miffed.

"Well maybe it would have been if you hadn't cried." Tristan teased.

"Ouch."

"I speak the truth."

"Maybe...or maybe you're a bad kisser."

"Well when you attacked me in the lunchroom I didn't exactly have time to react." Tristan joked.

"I did not attack you!" Rory argued, smirking.

"Fine, you did throw yourself at me, though."

"I guess I'll never do that again then..." Rory trailed off.

"Oh no, no. Feel free to do that anytime you feel like it, just give me time to react next time." He quickly corrected, smirking.

"I'll remember that." She promised, leaning closer to him.

"So, did you enjoy it?" She asked staring into his eyes.

"You know I did, Mary." He whispered before capturing her lips into a kiss completely opposite from the last one. That kiss had been quick and forceful. This one was slow and sensual, something that Rory had never experienced before.

"Rory!" She heard above them from where they were sitting and broke apart from Tristan.

"Fuck." She sighed before standing up to face the intruder.

"Can I help you?" She in a fake sweet voice.

"What are you doing!" Max yelled.

"Gee, Max. I know you might not be familiar with it-

"Stop it, Rory." He cut her off. "What is your Mother going to say about this?" He asked theoretically, crossing his arms and glared at Rory.

"I don't know, maybe you'll mention between the next dinner parties you two have." Rory said bitterly.

"Rory Med-

"Don't you fucking dare to call me Medina. I'm a Gilmore." Rory said quietly, but she might have as well been yelling.

"Watch mouth with me." Max scolded.

"Fuck you." Rory told him before taking Tristan's hand and walking in the opposite direction down the hallway.

When they reached the corridor, Rory sighed and leaned against the wall, sliding down and sitting on the floor.

"So...your Mom married Max Medina." Tristan stated, sitting down next to her, still in shock about what had just happened. He had never seen Rory like that ever before.

"Yup." Rory said, hugging her knees. "You wanna get out of here? I can't stay here...you wanna come with?" Rory asked, standing up and asked Tristan, already walking backwards toward the doors.

"But-

"Coming?" Rory cut him off, smirking and walking out of the doors, leaving Tristan to jump up and follow her out to her car. They got into her car and Tristan watched as she put on some loud music and smirked one last time at the school in the rearview mirror, confused to what had just happened.

One minute they're talking like the old times and she's upset and acting weird. She reminded him of his sixteen year old self...and that was scary.

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A/N: Whaddya think? Tristan and Rory's first real conversation that actually means something and a little insight on how Rory's life is.

I'm in the middle of writing another chapter so I don't have a lot to say, I'm sorry that it's taking so long to update all my other stories, but please just be patient! They're coming!

TTFN

Ta, ta for now!

Sorry, my three year old cousin was watching Winnie the Pooh a while ago. Haha.