**Part 4**
Tristan's dare danced in her head all the way home. Lorelai had tried to make conversation but the only things she heard was "It's the point when you quit playing that says worlds about you…"
Before Rory had gotten in the jeep, she had looked up at the window, it was pretty high up. She herself had not realized there was a window there.
All the way home, all through dinner, all through her shower and her mountain of homework she thought about the point where she had called it quits…
It was a stupid game. Made up by a stupid kid.
But there she was, thinking things through.
The following day Rory found Tristan at the center of a lunchtime gossip circle.
"Hey!" the throng called out in complaint as Rory yanked Tristan away by the lapel of his jacket.
"Don't worry girls!" someone called out from the circle as Tristan held his hands up in feigned innocence, "I am sure there will be enough left to go around when he gets back!"
Rory turned a hot shade of red but couldn't help being amused. Roughly, she pushed him into the stairway.
"How can we lock this door?" Rory asked him quickly before she lost her nerve. Tristan smiled, he pushed his head out and spoke to a sophomore walking nearby,
"Hey kid… I need you to run interference for me"
"For how long" the kid answered after looking around to make sure he was being spoken to.
"Until I relive you of your post, freshman"
"I'm a soph… okay, fine" the kid walked over to the door. Tristan closed the door.
"Done"
Rory watched him not amused
"Give me your belt"
"Yeah?" Tristan's smile lustfully
"Just give me you're your belt"
"You know, your lack of trust is disheartening…" Tristan removed his belt handing it to her. Rory looped it around the push handles locking them shut.
"What if there is a fire?" Tristan teased
"Then it will be your belt that killed tons of annoying spoiled rich kids… Get the downstairs door."
Tristan could almost feel Rory's heart racing in anticipation… the adrenaline in her body steamed off her pores.
"I don't have another be-" He smirked looking up. Rory's hands were underneath her skirt as she tried to wiggle out of her leggings. Tristan noticed that her shoes were next to her yellow book bag, which lay open against the wall. His breath caught in his throat, the word "belt" came out a rasped gasp. Rory looked up to see Tristan's gaze directly on her.
"Go stand by the door" she said feeling a blush start at her feet and travel up her body. Especially when she noticed Tristan lick his lips as he turned the corner.
The anxiety was killing her. The pressure in her chest was surreal, her breasts ached something fierce as she stepped out of her leggings. She heard Tristan utter a stifled groan from downstairs and she knew she had just flashed him a good amount of naked thigh which mortified her but did not stop her. The floor was cold against her feet and the new sensation almost caused her to call the whole thing off.
Almost
Tristan shook off the initial shock of turning his head to just the right place at just the right time to see Rory lifting her leg as she stepped out of her leggings and focused on the immediate next step. Memorizing, the sight of Rory lifting her leg as she stepped out of her leggings. Those baby smooth pale legs that seemed to go on forever… Those dainty toenails which he swore were painted red… His mouth watered. The promise of seeing her do what she apparently had set herself to do was intoxicating. Tristan pulled the two doors closed with a loud clang which was followed by the bone-chilling hollering of scores of students coming from the other side of the stone stairway. Tristan snapped his neck to see Rory step away from the window pale and wide-eyed.
"Oh my God!" she swallowed hard.
"You didn't wait for me" Tristan pouted surprised
"That wasn't part of the dare!" her voice came out high pitched and scared
"You didn't wait for me" Tristan clearly pouted this time
"I think it's this one!" someone shouted from behind the doors Tristan was holding.
"Go" Tristan advised tightening his grip on the doors
"Oh my God!" Rory panicked.
Someone pulled at the doors
"Go!" Tristan pulled them closed.
"Yeah it's this one!" another voice
"What about the book?!" Rory clutched her shoes to her chest
"Catch!" Tristan tossed one handed as he appealed to Rory's better reasoning which had the desired effect, Rory turned on her heels to climb back up to the other door. As she did so, her skirt flared out giving Tristan another peek at Rory's naked legs. His stomach twitched at the sight,
"Rory quick, what's my dare?!"
"What?!" Rory struggled with the belt upstairs
"My next dare! What is it?!"
"I dunno?!" Rory appeared halfway down the steps again to give him an angry look as she tossed him his belt, "salute the flag pole!"
"That's it?!" Tristan got caught looking up Rory's skirt. He didn't blush or act embarrassed. He met her eyes and winked. Rory felt her body go hot for the umpteenth time; she bit her bottom lip as she picked up her book bag again and rushed upstairs.
"In your underwear!" She called out as she pulled the door open harshly startling the sophomore keeping guard,
"Thanks, you're services are no longer needed"
The sophomore looked inside the stairway to see Tristan walking up the steps casually closing his belt. He had a smug smile on his face, and there appeared to be some kind of commotion at the bottom.
**End of Part 4**
A/N - Thoughts? Did you think Rory would do it? Aren't you glad she did? LOL. Review Please!