Sorry this took so long, I was on stage crew for the schools musical and that took up a large chunk of time.

Thanks to Lourenda, my beta.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

"You've got to be kidding me! That's the last event?"

"Why would I make a joke about that?" Wendy asked, glancing up from her papers to see Tristan pouting.

"Because it's so unfair!"

"How is it unfair? There will be three campers and two counselors allowed to participate in this activity. It is not unfair."

"They've got Rory!"

"True, Rory would be on the girls' team considering she's a girl. I'm pretty sure that was the basis of why you like her to begin with."

"It's an eating competition! With Rory on their side you might as well just hand the girls side the trophy."

"You are acting like ten year old."

"Because it's not fair." He whined.

"What's not fair?" Rory asked walking into the office.

"That the last competition is an eating contest!"

"I think it's perfectly fair." She grinned.

"Of course you would, because you are going to win!"

"I can eat a lot, but I can't eat that much by myself."

He just huffed in response; there was no way that the guys' team was going to win with Rory on the girls' side. He'd been there for four years and all four years the guys' team had won. He refused to let that end because his girlfriend had an appetite that should be studied.

"Why don't you think about something else, Tris? Like going to take attendance for your campers?" Wendy recommended.

"Why aren't you telling her to do her attendance? I am beginning to think you like her better."

"That's because I do." She teased. "Now both of you go."

"Thanks for dragging me into it." Rory muttered as they walked outside.

"If I'm going down don't you wanna come with me?"

Rory snorted, "No."

"I'm offended." Tristan told her gently grabbing her arm and pulling her to face him.

"Good."

"Kiss?" He asked, pulling her closer.

"No."

"No?" He asked shocked.

"No."

"But, but why?"

"It's the last day of competition. I kiss you and you will be in my head making it harder to focus on what really matters."

"Which would be?"

"Kicking the boys' team's ass."

"You won't kiss me because of that?"

"I promised my campers I'd keep my head in the game. In fact, standing this close to you is breaking the rules." She told him as she pulled away from him.

"Let me get this straight! Not only is my team about to lose miserably for this first time in four years to the girls' team, but I can't even get my girlfriend, the last thing that brings me joy, to give me a kiss?"

Rory was quiet for a few seconds, "Sounds about right."

"You are cruel."

"Goodbye, Tristan." Rory smiled before turning around and walking towards her campers.

"Wait!" He called.

"What?"

"You just admitted that when you kiss me it's harder for you to concentrate. I am so holding that over your head."

"Remember the last time we kissed?"

"Yes."

"Odds are that's going to be the last time for a while." She yelled back to him and continued walking.

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"They won."

"We saw this coming."

"They won."

"I told you they would."

"They won."

"Maybe change is a good thing."

"They won."

"Say that one more time Eric and I am going to hit you."

"Tristan, the girls' team won. We are no longer the reigning champs of war week. We were the team captains, do you know how horrible it is that the two guys who went to military school couldn't even lead their team to victory in a summer camp war week."

"It's a good thing neither of us are pursuing a career in the army, besides in actual war I am pretty positive that there will be no eating competitions."

"They out ate us by like fifteen minutes. How is that even physically possible?"

"They had Rory."

"Your girlfriend is a freak."

"Yeah, but she's my freak."

Eric looked up at his friend, "You've got it bad for her."

"I've always had it bad for her."

"Then you shouldn't be doing this to her."

"I have to."

"I don't think you do…"

"Just let it go, man." Tristan told his friends before walking away.

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"Who won?"

"You did."

"Why?"

"Because girls rule, boys drool." Tristan said without an ounce of emotion.

"That's never going to get old." Rory laughed.

"Do I get a kiss now that it's over?"

"Do you deserve it? I mean seriously, you did just lose to a bunch of girls."

"In my defense I don't like cherry pie."

"There were other things to eat besides cherry pie."

Tristan didn't respond to the statement just leaned forward and captured her lips with his own. He arms encircled her waist pulling her closer to him as her arms wrapped around his neck.

"We have ten minutes before awards."

"Ten minutes where our campers are already being looked after giving us a perfect opportunity for some kissing time." He told her before moving lips down her neck.

"We are right out in the open." Rory said breathlessly.

Pulling away Tristan noticed she was right but then an idea struck him and a smirk appeared on his lips, "Come with me."

"Where?" Rory asked as he grabbed her hand.

"Surprise."

"Ten minutes." She reminded him.

Finally they arrived at their destination and Rory stared at him, "You're kidding me."

"Darling, I would never kid about this."

"We are not sixteen."

"Yeah, I know but in my defense when I was sixteen I never got the chance to take you random places to make out."

"We yell at the campers when they do this."

"But we aren't campers, are we?"

"We should not be making out behind the equipment shed."

"Who's going to know?"

"I will and then of course I'll have to tell my mom and she'll mock me mercifully."

"It'll be our dirty little secret."

"We shouldn't have dirty little secrets this early in the relationship."

"Mare, I know for a fact you haven't told Paris about us yet so technically we're still a dirty little secret."

"How'd you-" She was cut off by his lips as he backed her up against the wall of the equipment shed. Her hands went to his neck and played with the hair at the nape of his neck while his slipped under her bright yellow camp shirt to play with the hem of the tight tank top she had underneath it.

His hand grazed her stomach and she moaned into his mouth which only encouraged him to do it again. She should have known that Tristan wasn't the kind of guy that would be shy when it came to the sexual aspect of their relationship.

As his hand traveled higher and the kiss intensified, Rory could have sworn she had heard voices, but ignored them because she didn't want Tristan to stop.

"Oh!" Someone yelped causing Rory and Tristan to instantly break apart.

Rory ran her hands over her shirt making sure it was covering her then glanced at the intruder, "I'm pretty sure you told us no boys behind the equipment shed."

"Maybe we should have been telling you that as well." Casey said pointedly.

Tristan laughed at this which earned him a smack on the arm, "This isn't funny!"

"Ok." Tristan said trying to calm her down, "How about we call a truce. We won't turn you in for sneaking off to the equipment shed if you don't bust us for doing it." He reasoned with Casey and the boy who happened to be the camps very own playboy Dan Ridge .

"Fair enough." Both teenagers conceded.

They all began to walk towards where the awards were being held was Casey turned around and looked at Rory, "It's always the good girls."

"Shut up!" Rory squeaked causing Tristan to laugh again.

"She's right, Mare. It's always the good girls." He whispered huskily in her ear before walking ahead leaving her flustered.

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"I promise I'll call when I get home."

"Will that be tonight?"

"Truth?"

"Truth."

"I haven't the slightest clue when I'll be home. I was promised that I would make it to work on time Monday morning." Rory said into the phone as she got ready for her outing with Logan .

"That's reassuring." Tristan muttered on the other line.

"Don't worry, if he tries anything funny I'll do that military move you showed me."

"Ror, I hate to break it to you but that move wouldn't hurt anyone. Just pull a Ms. Congeniality and use SING."

"Oh my god you know what SING is!"

"It's one of my sister's favorite movies." He defended.

"Yeah, ok."

"Don't you have to go?"

"You think I'm gorgeous... You want to kiss me...You want to hug me…"

"Bye." He told her effectively ending her teasing.

Rory laughed, "You're no fun."

"Call me when you get home." He told her seriously.

"I already told you I would."

"Just making sure." He told her.

"I'll talk to you later."

"Bye, Mare."

"Bye." She hung up and stared at the phone, as strange as it sounded she was going to miss him. She'd only been dating him four days and she was already going to miss him.

She heard a knock on the door that brought her out of her thoughts.

"Hey Ace." Logan greeted.

"Hey."

"You ready to go?"

"Yeah, where are we going?"

"It's a secret."

"Do I need a toothbrush?"

"It depends."

"On?"

"How long this could take. I'd bring it, better safe than sorry."

"I'm kinda freaked out here, Logan ."

"I promise no bodily harm will occur to you." He assured her.

"Tristan isn't happy about this." She told him.

"Yeah, to be honest I was surprised that you still were willing to go."

"I made sure he knew we were just friends, we parted on good terms."

"Good, I'd hate to have him come after me. He went to military school - he could kick my ass in a heartbeat."

Rory laughed, "That he could, now let's get this show on the road."

"You don't know where we are going." He pointed out.

"But the sooner we leave, the sooner I'll know which means the sooner I can either be mad at you or not."

"Strange logic, Ace."

"You dated me."

"What the hell was I thinking?"

"Momentary lapse in judgment."

"Definitely."

The two walked out of the house and towards Logan 's car, Rory went to open the door but he stopped her, "You're forgetting something."

"No?"

"I think you are."

"Logan!" Rory whined knowing full well what he was getting at.

"You know the rules." He told her as he produced a black blindfold.

Rory grudgingly took it knowing that no amount of complaining would change his mind, "I hate you."

"Yeah, yeah. Finn says the same thing when we run out of alcohol, but eventually he always gets over it."

"I'm not as easily manipulated as Finn is."

"What about if I gave you this?" Logan asked handing her a cup of coffee.

"Ok, so maybe I am."

Logan chuckled and helped her into the car before getting into his own side and driving towards their destination.

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The car ride hadn't been too long and had consisted of Logan telling her stories about Colin, Finn and their other friends. She really had missed them, but she had been working a lot, after working at the camp she usually tried to get a few more hours of community service in at a animal shelter or other places.

"So, Ace. Have you thought much about what you're going to do after this summer?"

Rory glanced in the direction she knew Logan was in; the question was out of the blue, "Not really, I've been busy. Grandma offered to get me a job at the DAR, but that's not really my thing."

"What about school?"

"Stop." She told him, "We aren't talking about this."

"No, I'm not going to stop and we are talking about this. I gave you almost two and half months of not talking about this Rory. I'd bring it up and you'd avoid, skillfully I might add, the question. The first day of August is next week and the late enrollment deadline is the week after that."

"I don't want to talk about this."

"I don't care."

"Take me back home if you are going to spend the whole time trying to convince me to go back to school."

"No can do." He told her as he pulled into a parking space and killed the engine.

"Huh?" Rory asked as she heard his car door shut and soon after felt hers open. He helped her out of the car and guided her up to some where.

"Can I take off this blindfold, yet?" Rory questioned angrily, the fact that he wouldn't let the school topic drop had really made her angry. No one else besides him had really brought it up and it was getting on her nerves.

"Yeah." he told her.

Rory pulled the blindfold off and looked around at her surroundings, she was in an apartment that was lavishly decorated and by the large alcohol collection and the suit of armor in the corner she assumed it was probably Logan 's. She shifted her gaze to the other side of the room and was shocked by what she saw. Not only were Logan, Colin, Finn, Rosemary and Stephanie there but so was her mother, Luke, Lane, Paris, and Sammie. She didn't know why they were all here, but she had a feeling it wasn't for a party.

"What's going on here?"

"We're all going to talk about it." Logan told her.

"You all set me up!?"

"I think the proper term is intervention." Finn told her, "I saw it on The OC when Kirstin had a drinking problem."

"Well, Finn." Rory snapped, "We aren't on the stupid OC and I don't have a drinking problem."

"But you do have a problem."

"Drugs or alcohol or suicidal thoughts are problems! So I'm not enrolled for the fall semester of school? That's not a problem."

"For you not going to school is as bad as drugs or alcohol." Lorelai said softly, knowing that her daughter was upset, but it was important for her to know her family and friends were concerned.

"This is ridiculous!" Rory said on the verge of tears, "You all tricked me!"

"We're worried."

"Don't be! It's my problem, it's my life! I'll deal with it, in my own way and my own time. You all need to stop concerning yourselves." She pulled out her cell phone and dialed Tristan's number; she needed him to come get her. She needed him to tell her that he didn't care that she was a mess, just like he had when they had gotten together. She needed to know that everyone wasn't against her in this decision.

Hitting the send key she soon heard a ringing on the other side of the apartment, her eyes shot up and she spotted her boyfriend, the one person she needed to reassure her was also one of the people against her. Tears finally fell from her eyes when she realized she was alone and everyone she cared about was against her.

I was so not planning for this chapter to turn out this way but I'm happy with it. Reviews are always nice.