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: all those wonderful reviews inspired me to write another chapter :) I really do appreciate them guys even though I get lazier and lazier lol
Chapter 12
:I Almost Had You:
Rory did a cannonball into the clear blue waters of the hotel pool. When she resurfaced, she beckoned for Tristan to do the same. He hesitated, and Rory noticed.
"C'mon, Tristan, Mr. You-Should-Be-More-Carefree," Rory teased. "Shouldn't you be setting the example?"
"Okay! Fine! I'm coming," Tristan relinquished. He took a running start and copied Rory's cannonball, only making a much bigger splash. The pool swished around with the waves.
When Tristan didn't resurface, Rory began to get worried. She looked around the pool as she treaded water in the middle. The sun's glare off the water kept her from seeing much under the surface. Suddenly, someone grabbed Rory from behind, tickling her.
"AHH!" screamed Rory. Her eyes were wide with surprise, but soon she came to her senses and turned around to tickle Tristan back.
"Gotcha!" Tristan exclaimed. "So what's the score now? Is it…50,000-Me, 13,000-you?"
"I don't know where you're getting those numbers, but obviously, you're way off! I'm still winning remember," Rory defended.
"I don't think so! I just won about 49,000 points from the tickling alone," Tristan explained.
"No. That didn't count. I was seriously worried about you. It isn't nice to scare unsuspecting, worried, innocent girls," Rory stated.
"Innocent? HA! Yeah right!" Tristan joked.
"Oh! Does this mean I'm not Mary anymore?" Rory asked hopefully. But another part of her mind was disappointed. She still wanted to be Tristan's innocent Mary. The name had grown on her.
"No. You'll always be Mary…but maybe a not so innocent Mary," Tristan winked.
Rory splashed him with a mock hurt expression on her face. They continued to move around the pool in a splashing frenzy, playing war. It wasn't until too late that Rory realized she was cornered in the deep end. Tristan stopped splashing, so Rory followed suit. There was an odd expression on Tristan's face that Rory couldn't quite decipher. She became really suspicious and reminded herself to stay on guard because she knew that whatever Tristan was up to couldn't be any good.
However, all of Rory's guards couldn't have prepared her for Tristan's attack. In one fell swoop, Tristan had her between him and the wall, and he kissed her lips gently. To say Rory was shocked is an understatement. She was practically in denial. She convinced herself that she was making it all up, and that Tristan was not kissing her at that very moment. But in two seconds flat, all of that was out the window, and Rory leaned forward, encouraging Tristan to keep kissing her.
Finally, the two broke apart for much needed air. Tristan leaned his forehead against Rory's.
"Rory, before you say anything, let me just get this out. I love you. Yes, I know that's hard to believe and your little mind is going 'NO, HE DOESN'T', but the truth is, YES, HE DOES! And I know I've put you in an awkward position, what with Logan and everything back home, but Rory, I can't let you go without at least telling you how I feel. It's been a really long time, and I thought I'd forgotten you, but I could never forget you. I know we were supposed to be just friends, and I'm trying really hard, but everything about you makes me feel like if I just stay friends with you, I'll be losing something great…" Tristan whispered all of this in one breath until Rory put her finger to his lips to quiet him.
"Tristan, don't worry," Rory whispered back. With that, she kissed him one last time on the lips and climbed out of the pool, leaving Tristan unsure about his actions.
As Rory headed back toward their hotel room, she felt light-headed, as if she were on a cloud. She couldn't help smiling, and she could guess why. It definitely had to do with a certain blonde, blue-eyed boy, well man now. I guess I've finally decided. I choose Tristan. But I think I want to think it out a little more or talk to Tristan about this before I call Logan. If this is what true love feels like, then I want to feel like this all the time! Hehehehe. Oh God! Did I just giggle? Okay, Rory, the elevator has arrived, all you have to do is step in, and go to your room.
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Back at the pool, Tristan contemplated everything concerning Rory. Should I confront her? Maybe she just wants a little bit of time. Yeah, I'll just hang out here at the pool for a little while until she calms down. Well, I mean, she didn't seem too angry. What was up with the "Tristan, don't worry" and the kiss? I totally thought she'd blow up at me or hit me or something. I hope I didn't scare her. No, Rory doesn't scare easily. She just needs lots of time to think, yes, that's it because Rory likes to think things over and over and over again…
"Hey, hottie," drawled a saccharine voice.
Tristan snapped out of his thoughts only to see a leggy brunette in a barely-there bikini standing above him on the pool deck.
"Mind if I join you?" the bimbo asked with a seductive wink.
"No. It is an open pool," Tristan stated the obvious, trying to keep from rolling his eyes. The girl giggled and sat down to dangle her legs in and slowly slide the rest of her body underwater. She did all of this in a slow, seductive manner.
Tristan just looked on with distaste. Someone should tell her that she's trying WAY too hard.
The brunette attempted to strike up a conversation about how hard she worked on her tan. Tristan just smiled a fake smile and let his mind wander to Rory. I wonder if I've given her enough time to think. I really want to get away from this girl.
"You know what, uh what did you say your name was again?" Tristan asked.
"Oh, Mindy!" She giggled, flipping her hair.
"Yeah, Mindy, I've got to go. You know, people are waiting for me…" Tristan semi-lied. He hoped Rory would be waiting for him.
"Okay," Mindy sighed, putting on a pout she thought made her look cute. "Will I see you around?" She asked hopefully.
"Uh…probably not. We're leaving tomorrow. We're on a road trip, you know," Tristan explained, desperately trying to get away.
"Oh! How exciting! I'm on a road trip, too! I'm here with two of my closest girl friends. Maybe we could tag along!" Mindy bounced up and down in excitement at the opportunity to hang around Tristan.
"You don't even know where we're going," Tristan stated blandly, not trying to sound pleasant anymore. However, Mindy didn't even noticed.
"That's okay! I'll come to your room, now and we can plan. Our plans are all flexible; we can go wherever!" Mindy latched onto Tristan's arm in a death grip.
"You know, I really don't think it's a good—" Tristan tried to get away.
"Oh don't worry about it! It'll be so much fun!" Mindy dragged Tristan to the elevators.
Tristan couldn't believe the situation he was in. What will Rory think when I show up at the room with some bimbo attached to my arm! If she doesn't already hate me, she's going to hate me now! Okay, calm, DuGrey. Just tell the girl that you have a girlfriend, Rory, and that you don't like her, and she's not welcome to tag along on the road trip…But Rory hates being used. Well, maybe she'll understand that you're trying to get rid of an unwanted girl.
Tristan and the arm attachment approached the hotel room door. Before he took out the key to the room, he turned to Mindy and said, "Look, I'll make this simple for you. You can't come on this trip. I don't like you. I have a girlfriend. Okay?"
The girl gaped at him, unattached her arm, and stomped off toward the elevators. Phew! Tristan mentally congratulated himself for getting rid of the unwanted girl. He turned around to unlock the door, but it was already open, and Rory stood in the doorway, looking stricken.
WOOT! I finished a chapter!and left you a little cliffy.After like 3 months or whatever. Sorry that took so long guys! You are free to throw fruit and any other projectiles at me…I know I made you guys wait a long time. ANYWAY, they kissed! But what is this? Turmoil? I don't know…you'll just have to find out…granted that I update this next time on time lol
I hope Tristan doesn't sound too mushy in his little monologue…or well at least I hope it doesn't bother you too much.
This chapter's title is from "Almost" by Bowling for Soup. It's a great song ;)
Anyway, let me know what you think
Babydrag0nfly