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Now…let's continue with chapter 2!
Chapter 2
Girlfriend.
"Nice to meet you," Logan smiled as he extended his hand. He visibly relaxed knowing that Tristan was taken and wouldn't become a threat, "I'm Logan, and this is my girl--"
"I'm Rory," Rory said quickly cutting him off.
"Rory?" she asked confused.
"Yes," she slowly replied.
"What kind of name is that?" Same asked condescendingly.
Keeping her cool, she said, "It's short for Lorelai."
"Um… I guess it's like nice."
"It kinda like is," Rory mimicked, "You name is nice too…full of testosterone. For a second there I thought Tristan was gay," she sweetly smiled.
Same made a face as she tightened her hold on Tristan who was having difficulty containing his laughter.
"Bump into you soon, Tris," Rory flirtatiously said as she made her way past the she-man and towards Finn.
"It was nice meeting you," Logan quickly said before following his Ace.
"Hey Finn," Rory smiled.
"Ello Love," Finn cheerfully greeted, "Mate," he added once Logan arrived.
Returning the greeting, Logan turned to Rory, "Hey, Ace, you alright?"
"Of course," she honestly responded, "…Oh my God!"
"What?" both the Aussie and the blonde said together.
"Paris."
"What about the fireball?" Finn dreamily asked.
"She hasn't see Tristan yet," Rory evilly said, "Or his girlfriend."
"You're evil."
"Pure evil, Doll."
"No, I'm just going to go reacquaint two old high school friends," she sweetly smiled before going in search of Paris.
"Paris!" the brunette yelled as she marched towards her.
"What?" the blonde asked annoyed.
"Come with me," Rory said latching onto her arm and pulling her towards Tristan's direction.
"Where?"
"Over her; there's someone I want to show you."
"Who?"
"Tristan," Rory said, "And as for the 'when' and 'how' the answers would be 'now' and 'by walking'."
"Haha," Paris deadpanned.
"There he is," Rory told her.
"Who's that licking his neck?" Paris said disgusted.
"That would be Sam; his girlfriend."
"He hasn't changed a bit, has he?"
"Find out for yourself," Rory smiled as they both made their way towards the couple.
"Hey Tristan, you remember Paris, right?" Rory asked him.
"Hey Mare…of course I remember Paris. How could I forget her?" he smiled as he hugged her, "how could anyone forget her?"
"Thanks Dugrey," she said with her voice filled with sarcasm as she returned the hug.
"Who's this one?" Same asked with a crinkled nose.
"Are you deaf, Barbie?" Paris asked her, "We just said I'm Paris."
"I'm not dead," Same told her confused. This girl was so stupid that she actually got 'deaf' and 'death' mixed up. Poor Tristan.
"Unfortunately," Paris muttered under her breath.
"What?" Sam asked.
"So Ken, how's your life been?" Paris asked Tristan, ignoring Sam.
"His name is Tristan," Same said in a snotty tone.
Smiling at Paris and at how she hasn't changed, at all, he said, "It's been pretty good. I bet Chilton was torture after I left the school."
"Wait, what?" Same interrupted, "You said you went to military school."
"He got sent to military school for being stupid," Rory spoke up.
"I'm sorry, but who was talking to you?" Same rudely said.
"Sam," Tristan scolded; he was getting upset that she was treating Rory and Paris this way.
"The real question to be asking, sweetheart, is who was talking to you?" Paris finally snapped.
'Yes!' Rory thought, 'Go Paris!'
"We came over here to talk to Tristan, seeing as how we haven't seen him in about five years--"
"Yeah but--" Same tried to cut her off.
"Excuse me, don't interrupt; you wouldn't want to be more of a bitch than you already have been," Paris continued, "So if you don't mind shutting that hole in the middle of your plastic-like face that would be greatly appreciated."
Rory looked at Tristan and noticed he was about to laugh out loud. And when he accidently let a chuckle escape his lips, Rory gave him a warningly look and he quickly coughed to cover it up.
Paris on the other hand 'patiently' waited to see if Sam had anything else to say. When she remained quiet, Paris spoke.
"All right then." She said and then turned to Tristan, "So Tristan…"
"Yeah Paris?" he smiled in amusement.
"It was nice seeing you again, hopefully next time we meet it will be under different circumstances," Paris shot Sam a pointed look, "See you around Blondie."
"Bye Tris," Rory grinned before following Paris.
"Bye Mary," he said barely audible.
Sam watched them walk off, "What Bitches," she said in a catty tone.
Tristan decided to keep quiet; he didn't feel like arguing with Sam…at least not for tonight.
"Is Sam still alive?" Logan asked chuckling.
"Yeah," was Rory's sad response.
"It's because of her, blondes have bad stereotypes; what a dipstick," Paris said.
"But I must say," Rory said, "You handled her very well."
"Thank you," she replied with a nod of her head.
"You're welcome."
"Girls are weird," Finn said after watching the two girls interact.
"Agreed," Logan said.
"So then boys are weird by association," Rory said sticking her tongue out at Logan. She then turned to face Finn, "Dance with me?" she batted her eyelashes.
"Aye, aye, Love," he saluted as he allowed to be lead towards the dancing area.
"So…Paris, you wanna dance?" Logan charmingly attempts.
"With you?" she faces him.
"Yes."
"Are you serious?'
"Of course not," he says easily brushing it off turning his attention back to the dance floor.
Im gonna take my time
shegon' get hers before I...
imgonna take it slow..owooow
im not gonna rush to stroll, so she can get a...
Sensual seduction-duction so she can get a
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa!
so she can get a sensual seduction-ductionduction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa!
Rory danced with Finn as Snoop Dogg's Sensual Seduction blasted through the speakers.
she might be with him, but shes thinking bout me, me, meee
wegon' go to the mall, we gon' go out to eat, eat, eeeeat
and all that we ever do is play the machine-chine-chiiine
smoke us a cigarette, and go back to sleep, sleep, sleep, so we can get a!
She allowed herself to get lost in the music and move with Finn. But while dancing, Rory could feel someone's eyes on her. Being as discrete as possible, she slowly averted her attention towards the direction of where the sense was coming from.
Immediately her eyes locked with Tristan's.
Sensual seduction-duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa! ooh whoa!
sensual seduction-ductionduction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa!
Imgonna take my time mmime
shegon' get hers before I...
imgonna take it slow..owooow
im not gonna rush to stroll,
He was leaning against a nearby wall; alone…looking extremely hot and sexy.
Instantly the memories from the winter formal flashed through her mind. Tristan had once again caused chills to rush down her spine just like he did at the dance. She was dancing with Dean and focusing her attention on him, but that night Tristan's attention was on Rory. And the same way he's casually leaning on the wall staring at her now, he was causally leaning on the wall and staring at her then.
He looked so good…he looks so good.
if ya dont know right know, doggy-dog is a freak,freak,freak
i keep a bandage with me seven days of the week, week, week!
and all that we ever do is play the machine-chine-chiiine
smoke us a cigarette, and go back to sleep, sleep, sleep, so we can get a!
He smiled at Rory and she quickly looked away; blushing.
'Get yourself together!' she chided herself. Why did he have this affect on her? It was only Tristan. It was Tristan.
It always has been Tristan.
Sensual seduction-duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa! ooh whoa!
sensual seduction-ductionduction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa!
After recomposing herself she turned to reconnect with him. This time his trademark smirk was plastered on his face.
Back in high school she just wanted to slap that smirk off his gorgeous face. And whenever he would smirk it meant that he had an idea in mind and he was going to say or do anything to follow through with it…when it came to girls.
i was all in daclupsippin some jinsmokin on a benadrome when i
peeped this little hoe out, i was all in a bum and drifter, shorty then
came, then she hit da floor know, with a see through dress long hair
lightbroen eyes lookin like ms. O.P, and a nigga know if i take her
home with dem wide ass hips and you damn right imgon' be, so
hot-uh
goesda chick with da real pretty face, big ass booty and ity-bity
waisti whispered in her ear little mama what you drink? i know you a
freak, but you knoeiaintgon' say shit, see my game is
outrageousi got it tippincrippin exchange and fuck faces, but it
aint no use to rush da bus
causeiwouldnt want to have her to rush!
Holding her gaze for a little while longer, Tristan then winked at her and left the scene. Rory continued to stare at the place where he was just standing.
What just happened? Was what that they just did considered 'eye sex'? Rory had no idea. What she did know was that she would have to speak with Tristan again.
Coming out of her daze she refocused on Finn.
Sensual seduction-duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa! ooh whoa!
sensual seduction-ductionduction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa
Tristan and Rory's interaction did not go unnoticed. A certain blonde with brown eyes was watching the entire thing with knots in his stomach.
It seemed as if his 'old friend' would be a threat after all. He would have to talk to him…and soon.
Excusing herself from her friends, Rory went in search for the one who held her eye.
Finding him outside, resting over a railing, she quickly walked up to him and leaned next to him.
"Mary," he said acknowledging her.
"Bible Boy," she says, "Enjoying yourself?"
"Oh yeah," he sarcastically says.
"So where's Barbie… I mean Sam?"
"She left," he smiles, "And I'm sorry for the way she treated you; you didn't deserve that," he sincerely apologized.
"Don't worry about it; it's not your fault."
Tristan nodded his head.
"So if it's okay with your boyfriend, I was wondering if we could catch up?" Tristan hesitantly said.
"Boyfriend?"
"Yeah…Logan," he told her confused.
"He's not my boyfriend," Rory told him.
"But--"
"It's complicated."
"Okay…"
"Well I need to go; I just wanted to say bye. But as for the catching up thing…come find me," she smirks.
"Since when does Mary play hard to get?" he asked, mirroring her smirk.
"Who says I'm playing?"
"I guess I'll be seeing you soon then."
"That all depends on whether or not you still have the skills you had back in high school…"
He chuckled as he pushed himself off the railing, "I'm in college now; my skills have only improved," he told her with a smirk.
"I doubt Sam would want to hear you saying that," Rory sweetly smiled before turning around and making her way back to the raging party, leaving Tristan to think about what he was getting himself into.
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