It was Wednesday afternoon and Rory was sitting on the couch in jean shorts and a lime green tank top. Tristan had called her the night before and asked if she wanted to go to the park for a picnic. She had agreed, knowing that she'd have fun and thinking it was an extremely sweet gesture for him to make. Paris was in a class. She had biology lab for three hours straight on Wednesday afternoon.
When Tristan showed up he held the door open for Rory and she climbed into his jeep. It didn't take him long to drive to the park since it was only a few blocks away from the university. When they reached the park they both climbed out of the jeep and walked over to a shaded area by a small pond in the center of the park. Tristan opened the bag he had in his hand and laid a blanket out on the ground.
"Alright, you sit down and I'll be right back," Tristan said, smiling. Rory nodded and sat down on the blanket, watching him walk back toward the jeep.
Rory's jaw dropped when she saw what he had in his hands as he started walking back over to her. In one hand, he had two McDonald's Happy Meals and in the other hand he had two child drinks. He gave her a confused expression as he sat down across from her because of the shocked look on her face.
"What?" Tristan asked, handing Rory one of the happy meals. Rory laughed and looked down at her bag.
"McDonald's?" Rory asked. Tristan smirked and handed Rory one of the drinks.
"Of course. Best restaurant around," Tristan replied.
"Oh, of course," Rory said, "And the happy meals?" Tristan reached into his bag and pulledout a little plastic bag with a small toy inside.
"For the toys," Tristan said, winking at her. Rory couldn't help but smile as she pulled her hamburger out of her sack and started to eat.
After they finished eating Tristan stared across the blanket at Rory.
"Your really are beautiful, you know that?" Tristan said, watching her. He smiled when he saw the blush creeping up her neck and face. Rory glanced down at her hands in her lap, embarrassed and unable to think of an answer.
"Come here," Tristan whispered as he moved closer to her across the blanket. Rory looked at him, licking her lips. Tristan moved closer until his lips we're inches from hers.
"Come here, Mary," Tristan replied before brushing his lips against hers gently. Rory kissed him back. Tristan parted her lips with his tongue and deepened the kiss. He leaned against her and started to lower her down onto her back. Rory pushed up against his shoulders. Tristan leaned back and looked at her, apologetically.
"Tristan not here. There are other people here," Rory looked away, noticing a few people looking their way, "Anyway, I'm not ready yet. I'm sorry." Tristan brushed her hair back over her shoulder and smiled down at her before rolling off of her and grabbing her hand to help her sit up.
"No, I'm the one who should be sorry," Tristan replied, "I guess a little part of me is still that sixteen year old boy backat Chilton." Rory smiled and straightened out her shirt.
"It's alright," Rory said, smiling at him, "Ever since you we're sent away I've wished I could have gotten to know that boy better." Tristan smiled and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him.
"Well, now's your chance," Tristan replied, "I'll tell you anything you want to know."
"Are you serious?" Paris asked, laughing as she stared up at her ceiling that night, "he brought happy meals to the picnic?" Rory laughed and nodded.
"Yeah, I know. It was so weird but in a strange way, sweet," Rory said, giggling, "So, how did things go with Eric today?" Paris rolled her eyes.
"Same as usual," Paris replied. Rory laughed and looked across the room at her friend.
"In other words, you made out, again," Rory said, smiling at Paris. Paris felt her face grow red. She felt lucky that the lights we're out and Rory couldn't see it.
"You know, I can tell your embarrassed even in the dark," Rory said, laughing as she heard Paris groan.
"I swear, sometimes it's like you can read my mind," Paris said, glaring at Rory in the dark. Rory decided to change the subject.
"Are you coming to Stars Hollow with me for my mom's wedding?" Rory asked, "she really wants you to be there."
"Yeah, sure, I'll come," Paris said, "Are you going to ask Tristan to be your date?"
"I already have and he said he would," Rory said, "but he's got a class on Saturday mornings. He's going to drive to Stars Hollow right after that class." Paris gasped and Rory laughed, knowing why.
"He has a class on Saturdays?" Paris asked. Rory nodded.
"Yeah, their only having it for a few weekends but the weekend of my mom's wedding just happened to be one of those weekends," Rory said and then suddenly remembered something Tristan had told her, "Oh, Tristan also said his friend, Jordan thinks your hot." Paris sat straight up in her bed and Rory laughed.
"Which one is Jordan?" Paris asked, curiously.
"I think Tristan said the one with the black hair," Rory said, smiling, "but you already have Eric. You don't need another guy right now." Paris groaned and laid back down.
"Yeah, I know, " Paris said. Rory nodded and rolled over onto her side, yawning sleepily.
"Tristan invited us to some party that his friend, Aaron is having tomorrow night," Rory said, "he said he wanted to talk to you some too since he hasn't gotten to talk to you much since the pizza place." Paris nodded.
"Alright," Paris said. Rory nodded and closed her eyes.
"I'm really tired. Goodnight," Rory said. Paris closed her eyes.
"Me too," Paris said, "goodnight."
Logan will be in more of the future chapters. I love Logan and I'll probably write a Rory/Logan story sometime in the future but Tristan/Rory is my favorite pairing. Oh by the way, the Paris/Jordan pairing will start working it's way into the story in the next few chapters. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.