Chapter 10- Yellow

Tristan groaned as he rolled over to beat his alarm clock into silence. Usually he was a morning person. Being in military school did that. He had no problem being up by 5:30 and running three miles before returning home to shower and start his day. Of course, usually he hadn't walked through hell and met with the devil the day before.

After they took a much needed break for food the meeting continued. And continued. And continued. There was a point when Tristan honestly thought it would never end. But then, many, many hours after they started, they miraculously came to an agreement. Thank God!

Tristan, Rory, and Colin made plans to go out for drinks, but the joy of being free from the meeting was short lived. As soon as Tristan and Rory turned on their cell phones they received their voice mails. His was from his mom; hers from Emily.

They were making wedding plans.

The mere thought of their families planning their wedding freaked them both out. Yes, they realized they were engaged to be married. Yes, they realized that the torturous meeting ended with them signing their prenup and various other documents. Still, actually planning said wedding the very next day was different.

They ended up deciding not to go out for drinks, but to just go to their own homes instead. Colin left, and Rory went to her dorm while Tristan went to his apartment.

Groaning once more Tristan rolled out of bed, deciding a run was much needed. Though his body protested due to the lack of sleep the night before, he knew it would be good for his stress level. Donning a pair of sweats, t-shirt, and Nikes he left the apartment. He needed to clear his head before he had to deal with more family.

-GG-

Six and a half hours later Tristan and Rory walked into the Gilmore mansion together. Neither one wanted to be there, but they were told they needed to arrive at noon to start going over the wedding plans. That was the last thing Rory wanted to do, but at least she would have a chance to extract a little revenge. It would be fun seeing their faces when she told them just what, exactly, she wanted for her wedding.

"Come in, come in! Everyone is here already! Let's get started!" Emily beamed, walking into the living room.

Rory turned to Tristan, who had a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't think I've ever seen her quite so… happy."

Rory shook her head. "That, my friend, was not a good sign. She's happy. When Emily Gilmore is happy everyone else is miserable. Trust me, not a good sign at all."

Tristan grimaced, following her out to the patio where several women were seated.

"Mother, Lorelai, Francine." Tristan greeted politely while Rory merely gave a fake smile. She wasn't happy and wouldn't think twice about telling them. She had no intention to make their lives any easier. After all, most of the people gathered in the room were directly responsible in ruining her life.

"Who are they?" Rory asked, looking pointedly at a blonde and a brunette sitting together on the sofa with large binders in their laps.

"Well, this is your wedding planner, and this is your assistant." Olivia beamed at her future daughter-in-law.

"My assistant." Rory repeated, sitting down next to Tristan, her only ally in the room. "Of course." She mumbled under her breath.

Looking around the room she felt anger. Anger at her mother for causing this. Anger at her grandmother for finally getting along with her mother- only to plot ways to ruin her life. And anger at Francine for showing up for the first time in her life just to try and control her.

Perhaps her relationship with her mother had been fixable before. Before, it was strained. But now, as far as Rory was concerned, it was shattered. She could never forgive her mother for this.

As if reading her thoughts Tristan took her hand and squeezed it in his own.

"It'll be okay, just think of the looks on their faces when you tell them what kind of a wedding you want." He whispered, trying to get her to smile.

He knew today was tough on them both. But it was already straining Rory. Hopefully they would be able to make it through the planning today without a blow up. He was hoping, but he certainly wasn't holding his breath.

"Hi, I'm Jasmine. I'll be your assistant. I'll make any calls you need, and just help you during this time." The brunette said, smiling perkily.

"We thought it would help you." Francine added, hoping to smooth things over.

"Well, let's get down to things, shall we?" Emily asked, picking up her tea cup.

"Yes, certainly." Olivia spoke up.

Karyn, the wedding planner, opened her binder. "The wedding will be in two months, correct?" She asked, looking around the table at the couple.

Rory shrugged, rolling her eyes.

Emily shot Rory a glare, before nodding. "Yes, two months from now."

"Now, who will be the groomsmen, and who will be the bridesmaids?" The petite blonde asked, looking over at Tristan and Rory once more.

"Paul, Jason, and Greg." Tristan told her, no hesitation apparent in his voice.

"And who will be the best man?"

"Jason."

The blonde nodded, making a quick note and turned towards Rory. "And for the bride?" She asked, smiling.

Rory hesitated for a moment. "Paris…" Rory said, then trailed off. Lane was on tour, so she was out of the question. The tour was for the entire summer. There was no way she would be back in time. Rory knew if she asked Lane she would come home, but the tour was good for her. She couldn't ask that of her friend.

Stephanie had become a close friend of hers recently, but she didn't want to put the girl in an awkward situation. There was always Madeline and Louise, who Rory had stayed in contact with over the years as well. "I'll get back to you on that."

"Rory, this is really important." Francine said, setting her tea cup down.

"I will get back to you on it." Rory replied, narrowing her eyes and glaring.

"Ok, next." Karyn said, trying to get the conversation to move on. "Colors?"

"Oh, I thought a beautiful blue would be lovely!" Emily jumped in.

"Yes, it would look just darling with her eyes!" Olivia agreed.

"This, I actually have an answer to." Rory told them, smirking. "Yellow."

Tristan coughed to cover up his laugh while the women at the table looked at Rory strangely.

"Yellow?" Karyn asked, to be sure she heard correctly.

"Yes, I think Paris would look just darling in a yellow bridesmaid dress." Rory answered while Tristan burst out laughing.

If she was going to be put through the torture of getting married to someone she didn't love she was going to torture everyone else just as much.

-GG-

"I thought we were never going to get out of there." Tristan sighed as they finally left the mansion several hours later.

Rory nodded in agreement. "That was painful."

"Yeah, but did you see the look on their faces when you suggested the Adams Family theme song for the wedding march?" Tristan laughed as he led her to the car.

"I thought Francine would have a heart attack right then and there." She agreed, getting into the car.

"Oh, and then when they refused and you suggest Highway to Hell?"

"Hey, that would at least be truthful!" Rory defended, trying not to laugh. "And you were the one who insisted they hear it! You actually ran out to the car for the CD."

"So, how mad do you think Paris is going to be when she finds out you are sticking her in a yellow dress?"

Rory smiled. "I don't really intend to put her in yellow. I'm just going to make everyone think I am. About two weeks before the wedding I'll change my mind. They'll be so relieved that they won't kill me for changing the wedding colors two weeks before hand."

"You, Rory Gilmore, are evil. How did I ever think you were so innocent back in high school?" Tristan asked, glancing away from the road for a second.

They continued to make small talk until they arrived back at Yale. Rory smiled at Tristan once they arrived at her door.

"I should tell you, that was the best time I've ever had planning a wedding I'm forced into."

Tristan laughed. "I suppose I should take that as a compliment."

"I'll see you later." She responded, smiling onelast time andwalking in her dorm and shutting the door.

Tristan shook his head before walking back to the car. Rory Gilmore was constantly surprising him. She had changed, but he was starting to like the new her at times.


AN: Sorry about the long wait! Things have been crazy, and I haven't been able to write much lately. Thanks for reading!