Not So Simple Anymore
Summary: Rory Gilmore's life isn't as simple as it has been. Tristan changes making her re-think her feelings for him. Dean changes making her not know why she's dating him in the first place and her mother disagrees with Rory making a rift in their relationship.
Authors Note: Thanks to Breann who came up with the basic plot of the story. THANKS!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gilmore Girls..(sob, sob) but I will someday!!! (haha right..in your dreams!!)
Chapter 1: He crossed the line
"Hey Mary," Rory groaned and felt like slamming her head against the locker. "What do you want?" she snapped as she shut her locker door. It had been going on for weeks, their banter sessions that Rory actually had enjoyed in the beginning. Tristan was attractive, no doubt in her mind Rory even had a crush on him but she had convinced herself there was no way in the world Tristan 'The Player' would ever fall in love with a girl like her like her. She was Mary after all. Damn, Rory Gilmore always made him act like this. The moment he had met her his player image had disappeared. Rory had changed him without even knowing it. Before she had come he had been the macho man player.all females adored him from the freshman girls to the seniors. He could hear their whispers about who his flavor of the week was and how come he didn't choose her. He used to revel in all of it while keeping his emotions behind that mask that every single Chiltonite had except her. Rory Gilmore kept her emotions on her sleeve her bright blue eyes could reveal all her feelings in an instant. Like the first day she met her and the way she had that caught in headlights look to her. Then that other time when she had come late for a Shakespeare test and how she had flipped out at Paris. "All I want is you," came Tristan's cocky reply to Rory's statement. "Well you aren't getting me Tristan,"
"I figured that much, Mary,"
"Why don't you find someone who will willfully get into your pants?"
"Because they're not you," he whispered softly. Rory looked into his eyes and nearly got lost in them. 'It's TRISTAN, Gilmore get a grip. You have Dean remember?' "Right Tristan because I'm not a blonde ditz?"
"Are you saying that's all I date?"
"All you do is date blonde bimbo airheads," she pointed out. "What's wrong with that?" came his defensive reply. "How the hell can you do that?"
"Well.let's see one because my own father pays my tuition here so I can't get in trouble I don't have to rely on my grandparent's for anything either," Rory's eyes widened in shock at the comment. "So your saying your better than me?"
"Sounds like it doesn't it?" he smirked and she wanted to scream and yell at him. They stood in uncomfortable silence and the bell rang. Tristan shifted his weight while Rory stared at Tristan in disbelief. "I can't believe this," she said her voice shaking with emotion. Her eyes began to fill with tears and she was crying. "You crossed the line Tristan," she ran away now embarrassed she had started crying in front of him. She continued to run past the courtyard, past the parking lot to the bus stop. She sat down on the hard wooden bench and couldn't believe Tristan had said such things. Sure, they're bantering sessions had been getting meaner and meaner but Tristan had never said anything about money. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. None of those comments from anyone else from Chilton would have hurt her. Why did it hurt so badly when Tristan said something like that to her? It had cut her to the bone. She heard feet running and she immediately knew who it was. "Rory." he said softly sitting down on the bench beside her. "Are you back to make some more comments about me not being rich like you?" she snapped at him as the bus pulled up. "No." she moved closer to the bus door as it opened. She stepped on and Tristan grabbed her wrist. "Don't go," he begged. "Why? Want to make fun of me some more?" "Look Rory I'm sorry okay? I don't know what got into me I just go so upset about your comments about me dating stupid girls," "Well it's true." she pointed out with a small smile. "Think about it Rory when was the last time you had to ask me to move from making out in front of your locker?"
"Uhh.. it was Cindy I think,"
"And it's been how long since her?"
"I don't keep track of your love life Tristan,"
"Well that's good because it's been about four weeks,"
"Is that a record for you?" came her snide reply. "Hey, that wasn't called for Rory I apologized didn't I?"
"If you want to call that apologizing,"
"Look I really am sorry will you accept my apology?"
"I guess." came Rory's reluctant reply. "I'll drive you home," he offered. "But it's only second period!"
"We already cut it Rory come on you don't want to wait another half-hour for the next bus do you?"
"No.I'll just call my mom."
"She's at work isn't she?"
"Yes,"
"Let me drive you,"
"I'll wait for the bus,"
"Headmaster Charleston will find you now come on!" He grabbed her hand and pulled her to his car. "Do you know how to get there?"
"Uh-huh," came his reply. Rory was still amazed at Tristan's bold movement to grab her hand. "How about a cup of coffee?" he asked her. "Of course," and as soon as she agreed to that she saw his eyes lit up, full of warmth not the coldness that he usual had. She giggled at the change in him making him give her an odd look. "Sorry it's just." she paused unsure of what to say to him. "It's okay Rory.I love hearing your laugh," he whispered making Rory suddenly unsure of why she had hidden those feelings after all.
Summary: Rory Gilmore's life isn't as simple as it has been. Tristan changes making her re-think her feelings for him. Dean changes making her not know why she's dating him in the first place and her mother disagrees with Rory making a rift in their relationship.
Authors Note: Thanks to Breann who came up with the basic plot of the story. THANKS!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gilmore Girls..(sob, sob) but I will someday!!! (haha right..in your dreams!!)
Chapter 1: He crossed the line
"Hey Mary," Rory groaned and felt like slamming her head against the locker. "What do you want?" she snapped as she shut her locker door. It had been going on for weeks, their banter sessions that Rory actually had enjoyed in the beginning. Tristan was attractive, no doubt in her mind Rory even had a crush on him but she had convinced herself there was no way in the world Tristan 'The Player' would ever fall in love with a girl like her like her. She was Mary after all. Damn, Rory Gilmore always made him act like this. The moment he had met her his player image had disappeared. Rory had changed him without even knowing it. Before she had come he had been the macho man player.all females adored him from the freshman girls to the seniors. He could hear their whispers about who his flavor of the week was and how come he didn't choose her. He used to revel in all of it while keeping his emotions behind that mask that every single Chiltonite had except her. Rory Gilmore kept her emotions on her sleeve her bright blue eyes could reveal all her feelings in an instant. Like the first day she met her and the way she had that caught in headlights look to her. Then that other time when she had come late for a Shakespeare test and how she had flipped out at Paris. "All I want is you," came Tristan's cocky reply to Rory's statement. "Well you aren't getting me Tristan,"
"I figured that much, Mary,"
"Why don't you find someone who will willfully get into your pants?"
"Because they're not you," he whispered softly. Rory looked into his eyes and nearly got lost in them. 'It's TRISTAN, Gilmore get a grip. You have Dean remember?' "Right Tristan because I'm not a blonde ditz?"
"Are you saying that's all I date?"
"All you do is date blonde bimbo airheads," she pointed out. "What's wrong with that?" came his defensive reply. "How the hell can you do that?"
"Well.let's see one because my own father pays my tuition here so I can't get in trouble I don't have to rely on my grandparent's for anything either," Rory's eyes widened in shock at the comment. "So your saying your better than me?"
"Sounds like it doesn't it?" he smirked and she wanted to scream and yell at him. They stood in uncomfortable silence and the bell rang. Tristan shifted his weight while Rory stared at Tristan in disbelief. "I can't believe this," she said her voice shaking with emotion. Her eyes began to fill with tears and she was crying. "You crossed the line Tristan," she ran away now embarrassed she had started crying in front of him. She continued to run past the courtyard, past the parking lot to the bus stop. She sat down on the hard wooden bench and couldn't believe Tristan had said such things. Sure, they're bantering sessions had been getting meaner and meaner but Tristan had never said anything about money. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. None of those comments from anyone else from Chilton would have hurt her. Why did it hurt so badly when Tristan said something like that to her? It had cut her to the bone. She heard feet running and she immediately knew who it was. "Rory." he said softly sitting down on the bench beside her. "Are you back to make some more comments about me not being rich like you?" she snapped at him as the bus pulled up. "No." she moved closer to the bus door as it opened. She stepped on and Tristan grabbed her wrist. "Don't go," he begged. "Why? Want to make fun of me some more?" "Look Rory I'm sorry okay? I don't know what got into me I just go so upset about your comments about me dating stupid girls," "Well it's true." she pointed out with a small smile. "Think about it Rory when was the last time you had to ask me to move from making out in front of your locker?"
"Uhh.. it was Cindy I think,"
"And it's been how long since her?"
"I don't keep track of your love life Tristan,"
"Well that's good because it's been about four weeks,"
"Is that a record for you?" came her snide reply. "Hey, that wasn't called for Rory I apologized didn't I?"
"If you want to call that apologizing,"
"Look I really am sorry will you accept my apology?"
"I guess." came Rory's reluctant reply. "I'll drive you home," he offered. "But it's only second period!"
"We already cut it Rory come on you don't want to wait another half-hour for the next bus do you?"
"No.I'll just call my mom."
"She's at work isn't she?"
"Yes,"
"Let me drive you,"
"I'll wait for the bus,"
"Headmaster Charleston will find you now come on!" He grabbed her hand and pulled her to his car. "Do you know how to get there?"
"Uh-huh," came his reply. Rory was still amazed at Tristan's bold movement to grab her hand. "How about a cup of coffee?" he asked her. "Of course," and as soon as she agreed to that she saw his eyes lit up, full of warmth not the coldness that he usual had. She giggled at the change in him making him give her an odd look. "Sorry it's just." she paused unsure of what to say to him. "It's okay Rory.I love hearing your laugh," he whispered making Rory suddenly unsure of why she had hidden those feelings after all.