A/N- And I'm back! I totally love you guys for the reviews. Are you kidding me!?! I thought I would get none, but you just blew me away. Some people mentioned that the story sounded similar to Jmarit's, but I can definitely say that I am going a different way. So please give it a chance.
Rory was just as shocked as he was. Why wasn't he watching where he was going? Can't someone even read a book in peace?
She looked up to see the man give her a strange look and as she straightened up from her near fall experience, he let her arm go and took a step back.
"Hey! Watch where you're going." Rory said while brushing her skirt back into place.
Who the hell does she think she is Tristan thought? Did she just tell me to watch out?
"Yeah", came the snappy remark from Tristan. "How about I tell you to watch out where you're going. You were the one who bumped into me, not the other way around."
"Well, I don't see it that way." Rory shot right back.
"I would have wondered if you saw anything at all, when you got your nose stuck in the book." He said a little amused.
"Hey, I can see perfectly well while reading. I am a woman. I can do two things at once. It's called multi-tasking."
"Right" came the sarcastic remark. "Well, maybe you should not try that ever again, seeing as though you obviously can't do it."
Rory couldn't believe what she was hearing. That guy was definitely getting on her nerves and she didn't even have enough coffee today. This meant war.
"Okay, fine. You win, but only because I haven't had enough coffee today and because I can't talk to a moron like you." She said angrily.
Did he just hear her correctly? Did she just call him a moron? He must have misheard.
"I think I just heard you wrong. Did you just call me a moron?" he asked a sharp glint in his eyes.
"Yes. You heard me perfectly right. Although you look like a cocky, homeless moron, judging by your clothes." Rory replied easily.
Tristan glared at her and gave her a snort.
She has absolutely no idea at all who the hell I am. And why does she think I'm homeless?
Tristan was wearing baggy trousers that were ripped at the knees and a black T-shirt that looked a little wrinkled, but otherwise perfectly fine.
It wasn't his fault that all his clothes mysteriously slipped under his bed and stayed under there until he found them.
"Apologize." He said firmly.
Rory looked at him with a stunned expression.
"No. You apologize. You were the one who bumped into me." Rory replied with a hint of anger in her voice.
"You have absolutely no idea who the hell I am, do you?" he asked.
"No. Why should I know who you are? I don't work in a lunatic asylum, so I am sorry to not recognize you your highness." Rory said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
Okay, this was enough. Who the hell did she think she is?
Suddenly he heard a bike speeding down the road right towards him. He turned his head in the direction and recognized the bike straight away. Finn, he thought. This should be fun.
Finn got to where Tristan was standing in a second, since he drives even faster than him and even plows down the pedestrians if they don't cross the zebra crossing fast enough.
He took his helmet off and looked at Tristan with an amused look, like he always does and then followed Tristan's glare to a young woman in a fancy outfit.
"Hey Tristan. What's going on here?" Finn asked with a confused look.
"Oh nothing much. Just standing here, waiting for her," pointing towards Rory who had a guarded look on her face "to apologize to me, after calling me a cocky, homeless moron and thinking that I lived in a lunatic asylum."
Finn couldn't believe what he was hearing. Did Tristan just say that she called him a whacko? And why would she think he is homeless. Yes, his clothes were a little torn and wrinkled, but that only tells one that he leaves his clothes under the bed and forgets about them. He did that all the time and no one has ever said anything to him about it. Hey, wait a second, just wait a second.
"What would that mean about me? My stuff looks even worse." Finn thought aloud.
"That means that you and the guy standing next to you live in the same room in the asylum and fight for clothes every morning." Rory replied with an amused grin.
"Well, well, well", Finn started "you must have absolutely no idea who the hell you are talking to, love." he said, while pointing towards Tristan.
Not this again she thought. Why did she have to bump into two total idiots? And did the one that just arrived call her 'love'?
"Look", she said "I already told the one guy who bumped into me - not the other way around - that I have no clue who he is. Can't you two bother someone else and leave me alone?"
"I will leave you alone once you apologized to me." Tristan replied firmly with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Not this again. Okay, fine. I apologize for bumping into you. Okay? Are you satisfied now?" Rory said not very apologetically.
Tristan smirked and stuck his hands in his pockets. She's a feisty one, isn't she?
Why the hell is the guy smirking? Does he feel superior now or something?
"Not really." He said with the smirk still plastered on his face. "But I can't take anymore of my precious time to deal with you. Maybe some other time."
Rory felt furious. Another one of those self-righteous bastards who think they own everything.
Tristan turned around and whispered something to Finn that she couldn't make out. She felt a little uncomfortable, so she walked past them and to the next cab.
She opened the door, but before she could get in, she felt a tug on her arm and turned around to glare at whoever it was.
To her surprise it was the guy she had just argued with the whole time.
"What do you still want?" Rory asked annoyed.
"Nothing. I just wanted to let you know who I am since you don't know." Tristan replied. "My name is Tristan Dugrey. Better not forget the name for our next encounter." He smirked.
"For your sake I hope not." Rory replied.
Then he turned around and walked back to his bike, hopped on and zoomed off.
"Hope to see you soon, love" Finn said and winked, then got on his bike and raced after Tristan.
Man was that weird, but somehow, that name rings a bell. I just can't think of it right now. Never mind, Rory thought.
She got into the cab and told the driver to take her to Stars Hollow. Her mum might just know who the guy is. Or did maybe Jess mention the name once? Well, better find out.
A/N - Okay, so this was chapter two. I hope you guys enjoyed it. I definitely had fun writing it. :)
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