Wow, there were so many reviews... I won't acknowledge everyone seperatly, just a few people...
smile1 -big grin- Thanks for loving my humor. I was laughing at myself for coming up with that idea... anyways oh, and thanks for likeing the calling of Tristan, Joseph!
mar0506 Notice how I made Chap 2 longer than Chap 1??? -sniggles- I do plan on trying to make each chapter a little longer.. until I get to a certain point where my mind goes all "stupid girl, you can't make your chapters THAT long" lol.
everyone else -huggles for the reviews- Thanks. I feel so loved! I haven't felt this loved in ... well a looooong time. -big grins- -casts a healing charm on herself- lmao, I almost died, me and my sister were just talking and she was saying the funniest things (about Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy lol)
Side Note: I went away for a week at the beginning of August, and when I got back, was too lazy to type up the next chapter. Sorry. -flushes and looks away ashamed- I'll try and have Chapter 4 up in the next few days.
Rory and Julie reached Tristan's room, and before Julie opened his door, Rory stopped her.
"How come I'm going to be living in his room?" she asked the Russian maid.
"The project is to live your partner's life, right?" Julie asked. Rory nodded, but didn't need an explanation. Julie smiled at this.
"Don't worry miss Lorelai, master Tristan cleaned room realy well. No dirty boy things laying around randomly." Julie said.
"You don't clean Tristan's room?" was the first thing that went through her head. Julie shook her head no.
"Master Tristan likes to do my work himself. He cleans his own room and bathroom." Julie said. Rory nodded, and Julie chuckled at the shocked look on the young girls face.
"I thought he was a spoiled rich kid." Rory blurted out.
"Oh he is, but not as much as Miss Celianne." Julie replied.
"Ooh." Rory said, lost for words. Julie opened the door, and Rory followed her into the blonde boys room.
Rory looked around the room; the walls were the original shade of red. His bed sheets and comforter were yellow with red and blue lines on it. On each wall, near the middle, there was a saying or quote written in white paint. Each wall's saying or quote was different. On the wall, right above his bed headboard was written, "Lose one friend, lose all friends, lose yourself." There was a blue and yellow desk against the wall opposite his bed, written above it was, "To be, or not to be... that is the question." There was two bookcases against the wall on either side of the door, the bookcases had cd racks full of cds, a stereo, more books than Rory would have expected to see in his room, on the different shelves. Written above the door frame was, " " On the last wall, was, "
To be perfectly honest, Rory wasnt expecting Tristan's room to look like this. She expected the walls to be covered in pictures of sexy hot celebrities. She looked around his room again, and spotted two other doors. She turned to Julie, quizzically. Julie smiled.
"One door leads to Master Tristan's private bathroom, the other to his closet." she said. Rory nodded, smiling.
"I'll leave you to get settled in, Miss Lorelai, dinner will be shortly, I will come and get you when it's time." Julie said. Without giving Rory a chance to respond, Julie was gone, leaving Rory alone.
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"Okay, Betty is really simple. First floor is the kitchen, living room, and Ror-- your room.. oh, and the front hall. Second floor is my room, which is private property, you are not permitted to enter without permission by moi. Also on the second floor is the bathroom. That room you may use freely." Lorelai told Tristan, she looked at him, as she put the jeep into park and turned off the ignition.
"Any questions?" she asked, Tristan looked at the small house.
"Yeah... whose Betty?" he asked.
Lorelai tsked and shook her head. "Whose Better?" she asked and tsked again, as she stepped out of the jeep, "What am I going to do with you?" she asked, tsking for a third time.
She walked up to the house, "Did you hear that Betty? He asked who you were!" she cried.
"Hot.. but very crazy." Tristan mumbled before following her.
Lorelai opened the door as the blonde boy made his way towards her. She turned, "If Betty snubs you, don't come crying to me." she said.
"Mr Medina, what have you gotten me into?" he asked quietly, while entering the house. Tristan had left his stuff in the jeep, and turned around to go retrieve it.
"Leaving already?" Lorelai asked.
"Just getting my books and clothes." Tristan replied. Lorelai was waiting at the door for him when he returned.
"I'll show you where exactly Ror-- your room is." She said. Tristan nodded, and followed her through the front hall, to the kitchen, and into a room off to the side.
"Hurry and put your things away, you can get aquainted with Marcia after dinner, we're going to Lukes - best coffee in the world." Lorelai said, before bouncing off.
Tristan nodded and looked around at all the Harvard memorbilia around Rory's room, then let his eyes wander to her many, many books. He dropped his things at the foot of 'his' bed, and wandered around the room, admiring pictures of little Rory and younger Lorelai.