The Beginning of a Beginning?
By babydrag0nfly
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, and I certainly don't own Tristan, but a girl can dream can't she?
A/N:
Thought's Pen: Thanks so much for reading and reviewing! You're right. Logan and Tristan are very much alike, and it is hard to choose, but I don't really like putting Rory with Dean or Jess (probably because I'm lazy lol), and I like continuing stories off from college. Since she's practically already with Logan in this season, it's just convenient. Maybe in another fic I write, I'll switch it up a little. I'm sorry about the repetitiveness in my reviews for your story. I'm kind of forgetful like that lol
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Fallen Heart: I'm glad you like it, but I'm not sure if the rest of my story will seem as real lol well I guess it could kinda happen.
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Chapter 2
::Can't Get You Out of My Head::
"First stop: coffee!" Logan announced as he pulled his black SUV into a parking space right outside one of their many coffee hangout spots in Yale. "Brings back memories, doesn't it? Well this will be our last time," Logan sighed somewhat sadly. Logan looked around when no one acknowledged his comments. Paris and Rory seemed to be drifting in their own worlds. Paris was looking out the window while Rory stared into her lap with a frown marring her otherwise perfect face.
Rory's mind was swimming. Paris had refused to tell her anymore before they got coffee, so Rory was left to her thoughts, and frankly, they scared the hell out of her. She desperately needed some clearing up and explanation from Paris.
Logan urged, "Okay, everybody out of the car. I don't know what's up with you guys right now. I mean you were fine a minute ago." Logan was totally oblivious to the memories that had just been relived in the past five minutes.
Rory slipped out of the car and pasted a smile on her face. At least she was getting coffee and possibly an explanation from Paris as she'd promised. Rory sauntered through the door Logan help open for her, and Paris followed closely behind. The second Rory was through the threshold, she could practically taste the coffee as it wafted into her nose, attacking her senses. The aroma made her lightheaded, and she felt high. Coffee was like her alcohol; sometimes it helped her forget things, but not this time. How could anyone get a thing like Tristan out of her head?
The trio found a small little table by the window and promptly sat down.
Rory looked at Paris, "So…spill."
"Spill what?" Paris stalled.
"You know what I'm talking about. Don't try to dodge it. You promised," Rory began whining, and her eyes grew larger with each word. "Don't make me use the "Bambi" technique on you."
"Okay, okay. It's not even that big of a deal. Tristan just had a little crush on you during high school. That's all. Apparently you were just totally oblivious to it all. You know, for someone so smart, I thought you'd at least be able to see that much," Paris pointedly explained to Rory.
"Wow! I mean, WOW!" Rory thought for a minute. "No, no, no…that really can't be. I mean he treated me so badly! How could he possibly have liked me?"
"Here we go again," Paris rolled her eyes. "Why don't you just stop denying it? It was practically a known fact. Anyway, it's in the past so don't worry your little head off." Paris mumbled to herself, "'Cause I'll be the one that has to screw it back on."
Logan heard her and whispered, "No, I will. I'm her boyfriend remember."
"Rory, I don't know who Tristan is, but whoever he is, I'm sure he doesn't even remember. Why does it matter anyway? It's so far in the past," Logan tried to reassure her.
Rory just nodded, and the group sat silently drinking their hot coffees. For once, Rory was barely drinking her coffee. She was much too preoccupied. Logan and Paris noticed, but they kept quiet, not wanting to disturb the contemplating Rory. Finally, the group piled into Logan's black SUV, and they were off to party it up in the small town of Stars Hollow.
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Tristan met up with his parents in the lobby of the hotel they were staying at. He was dressed decently. He wasn't wearing a full-blown suit or tux, but at least he wasn't wearing just a t-shirt and shorts or something. He looked around the lobby. It was gorgeously lit, and it had a golden tinge to it. The marble tiles on the floor were golden brown. The sitting room on the side had gold colored armchairs and a sofa. A vibrant orange, yellow fire filled the fireplace and warmed the area.
Tristan left the hotel lobby with his parents, and followed them to their rented Mercedes. Together, they drove an expensive French restaurant in Palo Alto. The place was called La Fondue. Inside the restaurant, it was beautiful. Each table was adorned with a glowing candle that sufficed as pretty much the only source of light. There were multiple rooms, and each room's walls were painted to look like a city or small town. The entire meal was conducted in fondue style: the appetizers, the main course, and the dessert.
Of course, dessert was Tristan's favorite part. He enjoyed dipping marshmallows, candy, cookies, and fruit into the gooey chocolate. He definitely had a sweet tooth.
"So, Tristan, are you ready to go home to Hartford for the summer?" Trish inquired?
"Yeah. I miss home a little. Being on the other side of the country for so long has gotten me a little homesick," Tristan admitted.
"Good, good. Actually our flight home has been moved up to early tomorrow morning," Michael filled Tristan in.
"Oh. What time?"
"The plane leaves here at around six am. We'll be back in Hartford at around eleven am. I hope you don't mind leaving California a few days earlier than planned," Michael asked Tristan.
"No, no not at all. I didn't have anything planned anyway," Tristan lied. He did have some things planned with his friends, a few final get-togethers. He didn't bother telling his parents that, though, because they wouldn't let him stay behind anyway. He just pasted a fake smile on his face to make his parents happy. He decided he'd just call up his buddies and tell them goodbye and that his plans had been a little altered.
"We'll have to wake up around three thirty, so be ready, Tristan, okay?" Tristan's mother told him.
All Tristan could do was nod his head in reply.
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Everyone continued to remain quiet throughout the car ride to Stars Hollow. Rory was organizing her thoughts, but in the end, she chose the smart path by pushing the thoughts about Tristan to the side, and allowing the hype of being a college graduate take over. So, by the time they arrived in the all-too-familiar small town, Rory was ready to celebrate. Her mood spread to the others that were in the car, and they were all ready to have a good time the second Lorelai opened the front door and pushed them into the house.
The place was decorated with tons of balloons of all different colors. There was a table full of food, well mostly sweets, and there was a sign hanging on the wall that said, "Congratulations!" Lane was there, and as soon as she saw Rory, she took a running leap and nearly knocked Rory over.
"YAY! My very own Yale alumni of a best friend!!" Lane couldn't contain her excitement.
"How are you, Lane?" Rory was finally able to wrestle Lane off of her, and they sat side by side on the couch.
"Things are great. The band is great! How 'bout you?" Lane was talking so fast Rory could barely understand her.
"I think someone's had too much apple cider," Rory laughed. Logan walked over to where Rory was sitting on the couch.
"Hey, Lane! How's it going?" Logan took a seat next to Rory and offered her one of Sookie's freshly baked cookies. Small talk ensued between Lane and Logan, and soon Lane got bored, so she left the couple.
"I'll catch ya later, Rory. We have to talk," Lane bounced towards the kitchen, grinning.
"So Ace, got any plans for the summer?" Logan inquired.
"No. Not really. I'll probably just hang out with my dear old mother. She'll be lonely, you know," Rory joked.
Lorelai overheard Rory, and came up behind her. "Did you just call me 'old'? I'd like to have you know, I'm so not old. And I'm very capable of being here by myself. I don't need you to hang around me because you think I'm old and might fall and break my hip or something."
Rory just waited for Lorelai to finish her diatribe. "I was just kidding, mother. Logan was asking what I was doing this summer, and I was telling him that I was going to hang out with you," Rory pointed at Lorelai.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you it's rude to point?" Lorelai asked.
"You're my mother, and no."
"Well, it's rude to point, so now your mother has told you."
Logan cut in, breaking up the mother-daughter banter, "Lorelai, well I was wondering if Rory would like to join me on a boating trip in the Bahamas. So could I steal her from you?"
"THE BAHAMAS?! And you're not taking me along?? Well, okay, but Rory you better call me every single day to tell me what it's like, and bring home presents," Lorelai pouted.
"You want me to call you every day to remind you of what you can't have," Rory laughed.
"You know what I mean, missy. Anyway, yes, you have my permission."
Rory was elated. She couldn't wait for this trip with Logan. She was so excited that she squeezed Logan beside her and gave him a kiss, which quickly turned somewhat passionate, leaving Lorelai disgusted. As she walked away, laughing, she yelled, "GET A ROOM, YOU GUYS!"
.:attempts to dodge the objects being thrown:.
I know. I know. You all hate me right now because I didn't get any trory action in there.
I'm trying super hard to get them in as soon as possible, but I've got to lay out the storyline too, and that just won't allow me to get them together very fast. So I think in the next chapter something is going to happen ;)
The title of this story is "Can't Get You Out of My Head" which is a song by Kylie Minogue.
Another thing…I'm sorry for failing to make Paris and Lane really in character. I just kind of suck at that I guess. Lorelai and Rory are pretty much no problem, but I'm not very experienced in the others. So forgive me :)
Thanks for being patient—I love you all!
Babydrag0nfly