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Authors note: hey all! Wow there wasn't a big gap between chapters this time kind of shocking. I feel really weird though because I've written three chapters (for different fics) in 5 days and I wrote every single chapter except the ending at school mostly in first period. Lol very odd and here I thought private school was suppose to challenge us. Guess not, Anyway I know that the last chapter had a lot of arguing and such but this chapter isn't quite that bad with it. Don't get used to this niceness though. Honestly I'm having a hard time writing this fic. I love my idea but I'm so used to writing to Rory and Tristan getting along and not used to writing Tristan being a jerk. Sorry if it looks funny I'll get used to it eventually I promise. Well that's it for now!

Dedicated: This chapter is dedicated to my sister Amanda, I miss you and I can't wait to see you this summer!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls, and I never will and I am not making any money off of this.

Recap:

"I know enough" Tristan replied "like the fact that you live behind bullet proof windows, and your surrounded by violence and fighting constantly. I kind of feel sorry for you I mean getting shot at all the time and being dragged into the police station has to suck after awhile. But I do have one question for you"

"And what's that?" Rory said glancing at Jacob who seemingly tuned them out as the bell rang leaving them all alone in the hall.

"Have you ever witnessed a murder?" Tristan asked knowingly

Tears instantly formed on Rory's face immediately falling down her face "that's just cruel" she said sobbing "I thought you were just being a jerk but now I know that you don't care about anyone but yourself" and with that she took off down the hall.

Jacob quickly turned and glared at him before following her. Sighing Tristan followed.

Chapter 3:

Tristan followed Jacob into an empty girl's bathroom. Once inside, Rory was nowhere to be seen, but Tristan could hear her heartbreaking sobs coming from one of the bathroom stalls. When he heard her, he stopped in his tracks, feeling worse than he did in the hallway, when she first ran off. He didn't know what to do, but it killed him to know that he was the one who had caused this. Jacob didn't falter. He slid up to the locked stall and knocked gently. "Rory." he said softly. "Open up." She didn't answer. He then decided to knock with a little more force.

'I knew I shouldn't have said that!' Tristan thought angrily to himself as he watched Jacob continue to bang on the door. 'I shouldn't have judged her! I don't even know her! For all I know, she could be nothing like her family!' He continued, on with this line of thought as he watched the scene unfold before him.

"Go away!" Rory managed to sob out. "I don't want to see anyone!" She finished, choking back tears. Wiping furiously at her face, but unable to stop the tears from falling down.

"But Rory!" Jacob replied calmly. It was clear to Tristan that something like this has happened before. "I can't help you if you don't come out." Jacob continued in a soothing voice.

"I don't want to be helped!" Rory yelled from inside the stall. "I want to be left alone!"

"You know I can't do that!" Jacob replied back, looking at the offending door. "You and I both know that Ryan wouldn't want you to be like this. So please come out!" He finished, pleadingly.

Upon hearing Ryan's name, Rory's sobs became louder and more frequent.

'Shit!' Jacob thought 'I knew I shouldn't have mentioned him! Why the hell did I do that?' He thought to himself, shoulders slumping in defeat.

Tristan moved silently behind Jacob. Placing a hand on his arm he whispered, "Please. Let me try."

Jacob spun around, surprised. He didn't realize that Tristan had followed them. Almost immediately, the look of surprise was replaced with anger. "Hell no!" he replied, quietly. Even thought he was speaking in a soft tone, the anger was evident in his voice. "There's no way in hell I'm going to let you talk to her! If it weren't for you, she wouldn't be like this right now." He stood there, glaring, trying to control his anger. He couldn't lose his temper. Even though this boy caused all this trouble, he was still just a boy.

"I didn't know!" Tristan exclaimed, his eyes pleading with Jacob to believe him. "If I had, I never would have said anything." Tristan turned to the stall, and placed his hand upon it. He paused and took a deep breath before continuing. "Look Rory…I know you and I don't know each other and that we're suppose to hate each other but…couldn't we start over and be friends?" He paused and listened as he heard her sobs begin to subside. Taking this as a good sign, he continued. "I don't know about you, but people here are so cold and I think we both need a friend right now. I'm so sorry for everything I've said to you today and I promise to never do it again!" He took a small step back when he finished. His voice was full of regret and honesty.

The three fell silent, when finally Rory managed out, "Jacob can you please wait in the hall?"

"What?" Jacob practically shouted. "You've got to be kidding me!" His tone was incredulous as he looked between the stall and the boy standing in front of it.

"I'm not." Rory replied finally stepping out. "I want to talk to him alone." She finished looking him in the eye, letting him know it would be ok.

"Fine!" Jacob grumbled stepping out into the hallway. Before the door closed he held it open and pointed to Tristan accusingly. "No funny business!" He then turned quickly and let the door close behind him.

Tristan just stood there, taking a good look at Rory for the first time since they met. 'She's so beautiful!' He thought, taking in her natural beauty. 'Even though she'd been crying, she's still gorgeous! I have no idea how I didn't notice that before!' He thought, still staring at her.

Meanwhile, red-eyed, Rory also took this time to take in Tristan's appearance. 'He's gorgeous!' She thought. 'Too bad he's a jerk!' 'You don't know that!' her annoying inner voice said. Not surprisingly, it sounded just like her mother. 'But he was mean to me!' she pouted to her conscience. 'Only because you're a Hayden! We all know Hayden's aren't particularly liked in this town.' The voice replied sagely 'But I didn't do a damn thing to him!' She continued in her rant. 'Maybe not, but maybe when he saw you he didn't see anything past the name. Give him a chance and then judge him, for all you know he could be your soul mate.' The voice said mischievously.

Rory glanced away at that last thought, cheeks turning red in embarrassment.

'Wow!' Tristan thought. 'She's absolutely adorable when she blushes!' He wanted more than anything to tell her that but he knew that this was not the right time or place. Other things needed to be said before pleasantries could commence. "I'm really sorry about the way I acted when we first met." he said softly, looking down at his feet. "I shouldn't have said any of those things." he said, finally able to look up into her deep blue eyes once again.

"Then why did you?" Rory asked, meeting his ice blue stare. "I mean, you don't know me and yet you judged me the second you met me." Her voice was soft, but pain and a hint of anger was still evident in her voice.

"You're a Hayden." Tristan replied offhandedly, shrugging wanting to look away from her piercing gaze, but unable to.

"So!" Rory huffed indignantly. "Just because I'm a Hayden doesn't give you a right to judge me!" She retorted, as she crossed her arms, getting annoyed once again.

Tristan looked at Rory in shock. "Didn't you do the same thing once you heard I was a DuGrey?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

"No. Why would I?" Rory replied, confusion written all over her face.

"You really have no idea, do you?" Tristan asked in disbelief.

Rory nodded. "I've been in boarding school most of my life." she explained. "I haven't really been around this town all that much." Tristan watched on with interest as she continued deep in thought. She no longer looked at him, but at a spot just above his shoulder, as she seemed to be pulling information from her memories. "On vacations, my family would fly out to visit. This is the longest amount of time I've spent here since I was eight." She shook herself out of her reverie, and looked him in the eye, determination written all over her face. "All I know about this town is that no one really likes my family but is too afraid to admit it. I don't have a clue why either. So please clue me in to why we are supposed to hate each other!" She finished, raising an eyebrow at him.

Tristan looked at Rory in amazement. "I can't believe you have no idea what our father's do. I'm surprised, your father never mentioned my father."

Rory shrugged and looked at Tristan, waiting for an answer. Tristan took a deep breath before he continued. "My father…" Tristan said slowly "…is a judge. He's been trying to put your father in jail for as long as I can remember." He finished, looking at her expectantly.

Rory wrinkled her noise in distaste. "Why in the world would he try and do that?" she asked clearly confused again. 'God! She's so innocent!' he thought to himself as he watched her.

"Because Mary," Tristan replied smirking. "Your father is a mob boss and my dad has been trying to take him off the streets for years." He took a step back as he watched the emotions play across her face, and waited for her reaction.

A bit of a cliffy! And that was a short chapter! Sorry the next chapter will be longer I promise! Can you believe it? I wrote this chapter fully in one period lol I'm amazed at myself. I really don't like this chapter but I never do and I've learned to ignore it.See you all lol I told you this chapter wouldn't take long to get out!Well the bells going to ring soon and I still have to send this to my beta so bye bye for now!

Warnings For Next Chapter: Chris and Rory have a moment but will Chris tell Rory the truth?

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