Hey everyone! Thanks for all of you who reviewed, long ago, lol. I'm sorry for not updating, I don't know why I got distracted for so long. But I'm uber bored right now, so I came to and saw that I had a GG story I never finished. So, after reading my first 3 crappy chapters, I decided to try and write some more. Maybe, if we're all lucky, I'll be able to finish writing the fic by Christmas time. Lol.

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A couple days later, Rory and Tristan were sitting side by side in Mr. Medina's English class. Mr. Medina was handing out a four-paged booklet, with three different poems, and an assignment.

"Hey Mary, how are you liking my room?" Tristan asked her in a whisper.

"I'm surprised… Joseph." Rory replied, before smirking a little.

Tristan looked at Rory shocked, 'How did she know?' he thought to himself.

"Really… you should know better by now, living with Lorelai… she tells me everything." Rory replied.

"You're not aloud to talk to your mom." Tristan replied.

"Why not?" Rory asked, giving Tristan a quizzical look.

"It's part of the assignment… and when did you talk to her?" he asked.

"Yesterday after school, you were on the bus going home still, I had been able to get home right away, thanks to a lovely shiny blue car that I was given for the month." Rory replied.

"Shush everyone." Mr. Medina bellowed out, before Tristan could respond. "Today's assignment… read the three poem's I just handed out, and read the back page… You have a thousand word essay due for tomorrow's class." he replied.

Paris Geller raised her hand, just as the bell rang to indicate it was lunch time.

"Ms. Geller." Mr. Medina questioned.

"Is it okay to write more than a thousand words?" she asked. Mr. Medina chuckled, and nodded.

"Be my guest." he replied, as everyone piled out of the room with their books.

"Don't scratch Rory, Mary, or I'll be forced to hurt you." Tristan told Rory, catching up to her in the hallway. Rory raised an eyebrow, and looked around.

"Why would I scratch myself?" she asked.

"My car you get to drive this month, I named her Rory… the color reminded me of your eyes." Tristan replied softly. Rory nodded, and whispered a small "Oh."

"So, why did you say you were surprised when I asked you if you liked my room?" Tristan asked.

"I didn't expect it to look like that… or be that clean… or that you clean your own bedroom and bath." Rory replied.

Tristan smiled, "Julie is so busy cleaning up after Celianne, and my parent's, I thought it wouldn't hurt to clean up after myself to save her some trouble." he replied.

Rory smiled up at him, and shook her head. She was finding her tormenter to be a very surprising person. She made a mental note to call her mom again when she got back to Tristan's house and tell her that he named his car.

"I'm enjoying your room as well… many many books to read to pass the time away." Tristan said, teasing her a little. Rory's cheeks turned a little pink, and Tristan laughed.

"See you later Mary, gotta go." Tristan said, then hurried off to go talk to his friends. Rory watched him go, and then headed towards the cafeteria to get some food.

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Rory entered Tristan's room, kicked off her shoes, then went right to his bed and grabbed the cordless phone. She quickly dialed her moms cell phone number.

"Posh Spice at your service." Lorelai answered. Rory smiled at her moms quirkiness.

"Hey mom." Rory replied.

"Hey Sugar, hey, that's what they should have called one of the Spice Girls, Sugar Spice, they could have made more money…." Lorelai said. Rory rolled her eyes, but couldn't fight back the laugh.

"Mom, stop listening to the Spice Girls, you'll embarrass yourself." Rory replied.

"Sorry hon, what's up?"

"I get to drive Tristan's car, Rory." Rory replied.

"What?" Lorelai asked.

"Tristan named his car Rory." Rory replied.

"Awwwwwww." Lorelai cooed, smirking. She made a mental note to tease Tristan about it later.

"Yeah, he told me not to get a scratch on his car or he'll be forced to hurt me. He called it Rory though, so I was confused." Rory told her mom.

"That's so cute… and I'm going to have fun teasing him about it later tonight." Lorelai said. Rory could hear Sookie in the background asking Lorelai what she was talking about and who she was talking to. She then heard some pots and pans make a lot of noise.

"Oh sweets, I'm sorry, Sookie just had an accident, I'll talk to you later." Lorelai said.

"Okay, bye mom, say hi to Sookie for me." Rory said.

"Will do." Lorelai said, before she hung up the phone.

Rory looked around Tristan's room, grinning. She got up off his bed, went over to the desk, took out her English binder, and started in on her essay.

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Tristan entered the Gilmore Girl's house, and went to the kitchen. Not finding anything, he dropped his book bag into Rory's room, and headed towards the living room to watch a bit of TV, before doing some homework. Just as he sat down on the couch, the doorbell rang. He sighed, and stood up and went to the door.

"Who are you?" someone asked, as Tristan yanked open the door.

"I'm sorry?" Tristan asked, politely. The guy in front of him had a brown mop on top of his head, and was obviously the same age as Rory and himself.

"Who are you?" Dean asked.

"My name's Tristan, who are you?" Tristan asked, holding out his hand. Dean eyed Tristan's hand but didn't shake it.

"Are you Rory's brother?" Dean asked. Tristan chuckled.

"Rory's brother? No, I'm just living here for the month." Tristan replied.

"Why?" Dean asked.

"I'm sorry, I don't believe you told me who you were." Tristan replied. The phone rang, but Tristan didn't move to answer it.

"I'm Dean… why are you living here? Where's Rory?" he asked.

"She's in Hartford." Tristan replied, he didn't like the guy standing before him. He heard Lorelai's answering machine message, and smirked. He glanced into the house, as he heard Rory's voice after the beep.

"Hey mom… I just wanted to give you Tristan's number so you could call me later and let me know how Sookie is… Joseph, since I don't know your number, give it to mom will you? Please? And I want to talk to you later too, I want to get a start on the writing portion of this project, I need to ask you some questions. Well, bye." Rory said, then Tristan heard her hang up.

"Who the hell is Joseph? Why can't you give Ms Gilmore your number?" Dean asked Tristan, quite rudely.

"I'm sorry, but I don't like your rudeness, so.. Good bye." Tristan said, and shut the door in Dean's face. Before Tristan could lock it, however, Dean had opened the door and entered the house.

"Did I invite you inside?" Tristan asked.

"I want you to tell me what the hell is going on here.. Right now." Dean said.

Tristan sighed, "I don't see the significance in doing so Dean ." he replied.

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"Joseph, Mommy's home." Lorelai called, as she entered the house. She entered the living room and stopped in her tracks.

That's it for now. I will hopefully update with the next chapter within the next couple days. I'm about to start writing it now anyways.