| SHOW ME YOUR WORLD |
| Focus: R/T, of course! Disclaimer: I own nothing Rating: PG-13 for cussing and other things Summary: What if Rory had attended Chilton at the beginning of freshman year, and met someone else before Dean? Takes place sophomore year. |
| Chapter One: Rory was at her locker talking to her best friend, Danielle Morris about that weekend's party, after school on Thursday. "Are you going to go?" Danielle had asked, opening the locker next to Rory's. "Oh, I'm not sure. I think so." Rory said, putting up pictures of people in her locker, along with pictures from cheerleading competitions and football games from this season so far. As Rory was saying this, someone had come up behind Rory and breathed into her ear, "Where's all the pictures of me?" the familiar male voice had asked, leaning against the locker next to Rory's. Rory laughed, and took out all the pictures of her boyfriend, Tristan DuGrey. "I'm getting there! I have to choose my favorites..." Rory said, looking deep in thought. "Well... let me help. I look good in all of them." Tristan said, rubbing his fingers on his Chilton uniform and blowing on them. Rory shook her head, and turned her attention back to Danielle. "Are you and Landon going?" Rory had asked Danielle, referring to the party. "I don't know. Probably." Danielle said, "I have to go. Landon's taking me home." Danielle said, before running off. "Later." Rory called after her, then turned back to Tristan. "Are we going to the party this weekend?" Rory asked, putting up a picture of Tristan and herself from a party at Tristan's grandparents a few weekends ago. She also put up Tristan's football picture. A picture of Tristan, herself, Landon, and Danielle from a football game 2 weeks ago. A picture of Tristan sitting at Luke's with his best friend, Jess Mariano, and a picture of herself, Danielle, Landon's twin sister London, Paris, Madeline, and Louise from a dance this summer at the country club. "Who's? Nick's?" Tristan asked, opening his own locker to reveal his neat stack of books and pictures of himself and Rory. "No, King Edward! Yes, Nick's." Rory said, laughing. "Oh, we're going to England?" Tristan asked happily. "No, Tristan..." Rory started, only to be cut off by Tristan again. "I get to meet the King? No, wait... the King is dead! Oh, maybe I can become the king..." Tristan rambled on, sounding more and more like a Gilmore every day. "Tristan!" Rory screamed, waving her hands in front of his face. "Do you think Queen Elizabeth will think I'm pretty?" Tristan asked, looking in the mirror in Rory's locker. Rory threw her hands in the air after slamming her locker shut, and walked away, laughing. "Goodbye Tristan. I'll walk home!" Rory joked, and stopped, knowing he'd run to catch up. A few moments later, Rory felt Tristan's arm slide around her waist and guide her down the hall. "You think I'm pretty." Tristan joked, grinning. "Of course, as pretty as a donkey." Rory said, laughter dancing in her eyes. Tristan smirked, while leading her out to the car. "Oh, fine, walk home." Tristan joked, acting hurt. "Awe, I'm sorry. Did I hurt wittle Twistan's feewings?" Rory asked, leaning up to give him a kiss. Tristan grinned and pushed her lightly against the car he had just gotten for his birthday a few weeks ago at the end of August. "Yes, you did. Make it better?" Tristan asked, leaning down for another kiss. Rory smiled and gave him another kiss, then pulled away. "Come on bible boy, we got to get me home. My dad's coming to visit." Rory said, opening the door. "Chris is coming back today?" Tristan asked, as he sped out of Chilton's parking lot. "Yeah, he's been asking about you. He wanted to make sure I was still with that fine young man. Of course I told him I wasn't, and that I was still with you..." Rory said, reaching over to grab Tristan's hand. "Oh, thanks Gilmore. Way to bruise a guy's ego." Tristan said, though grinned at her. After an hour of talking with Chris and Loralei, Tristan told Rory he had to get home because his parents were going to a charity event and he had to watch his little sister, Emily. "Call me?" Rory asked, walking Tristan to his car, and leaning against it. Tristan put his hands on Rory's hips, "I have to write that paper for Mr. Medina, so could you get online tonight? So I can type and still concentrate?" Tristan asked, looking into her eyes. "Tristan, that paper was assigned two weeks ago!" Rory laughed, putting her hands on top of Tristan's. "What can I say, I'm a procrastinator." Tristan grinned, "Get online?" "Yeah, I'll be on." Rory said, reaching up to pull him down for a kiss. When they broke apart, Tristan grinned, "I love you." He said, before letting go of Rory. "I love you, too." Rory said, before walking away from her boyfriend of 10 months. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* After eating the pizza Loralei and Chris had ordered, Rory had excused herself from the livingroom where they were watching Good Will Hunting, and went to her room to get online The moment she had signed on, someone had IMed her. FootballStudDuGrey: Hey. LittleCoffeeAddict: Hey, sorry it took so long. How far are you on your paper? FootballStudDuGrey: I'm almost finished... do you want to go to Nick's party tomorrow night? LittleCoffeeAddict: Oh, I thought you wanted to go to England. Rory laughed, Tristan was so cute! 'I love him so much...' she thought to herself. FootballStudDuGrey: haha, cute. Really, do you want to, though? LittleCoffeeAddict: I'll go if you want to go. FootballStudDuGrey: Well, I guess we could go for awhile...? Is that cool with you? LittleCoffeeAddict: Yeah that's fine. ---Cut to different IM box--- ChiltonsQtest: Hey Ror, are you and Tris goin tomorrow? LittleCoffeeAddict: Oh, hey Dani. Yeah, we're going to go for a little while. ChiltonsQtest: Oh, yay! Hey, I got to go. If Landon gets on, tell him I'm going tomorrow night, okay? LittleCoffeeAddict: Okay, see you tomorrow Dani. ---Cut back to Tristan--- FootballStudDuGrey: I do want to go to England, but the party is closer. FootballStudDuGrey: We'll just have to go to England next weekend. LittleCoffeeAddict: Oh yes, of course! It's a date *wink* LittleCoffeeAddict: Aren't you supposed to be watching Em? FootballStudDuGrey: I am, she's on my bed watching The Little Mermaid LittleCoffeeAddict: She promised not to watch that movie without me! Hmph FootballStudDuGrey: lol, sorry Ror. She begged me! LittleCoffeeAddict: Oh fine, all is forgiven. "Rory, Chris is leaving!" Loralei said, opening the door. "Okay mom, hold on." Rory said, smiling at her mom. "Oh, talking to bible boy?" Loralei asked, walking over to the computer. "Yeah, let me tell him I'll be right back and I'll come out and say bye to dad." Rory said. "Sure kid. Tell Tris I said hi." Loralei said, walking out of Rory's room. LittleCoffeeAddict: Hey, I'll brb. My dad's leaving so I have to go tell him goodbye. FootballStudDuGrey: Okay, I'll be right back, too, Em wants something to drink. LittleCoffeeAddict: Okay, we'll both brb then. FootballStudDuGrey: Ror, stop! The sooner you leave, the sooner you'll be back LittleCoffeeAddict: Okay, okay, I'm getting... Auto Response from FootballStudDuGrey: I'm downstairs, if this is Rory, I love you. Be right back guys. Rory smiled, 'He loves me...' she thought grinning, while putting her away message up and walking out to tell her father goodbye. When she got back, Tristan had signed off. FootballStudDuGrey: Hey Ror, sorry, but I have to go. It's later than I thought and I still have to get in the shower and get Em to bed. FootballStudDuGrey: I'll try calling you later. I'll pick you up in the morning. I love you. Bye FootballStudDuGrey signed off at 10:34 PM Chapter Two: Rory had decided to stay on a few minutes longer, when someone had IMed her with a s/n she hadn't recognized. Dean79Goalie: Hey, is this Rory Gilmore? LittleCoffeeAddict: Yes, who is this? Dean79Goalie: Dean Forester, I'm new to S/H. Your friend Lane gave me your s/n. LittleCoffeeAddict: Oh she did? Why'd she do that? Rory was looking at her computer funny, when he phone began to ring. "Hello?" Rory had asked, grabbing the phone that was near the computer. "Hey Ror." Tristan had breathed into the phone, sounding amazingly sexy. "Hey Tris, what's up?" Rory asked, smiling into the phone. "Thinking of you, of course. What are you doing?" Tristan asked, lying down onto his bed with one arm behind his head. "Talking to some kid I don't know. Dean Forester? He said he got my s/n from Lane." Rory had said, glancing at the computer once again, noticing Dean had IMed her several times. Dean79Goalie: I've seen you around, I wanted to talk. You don't have a boyfriend, do you? LittleCoffeeAddict: Actually, I do. Dean79Goalie: Oh... well, maybe when you guys break up...? LittleCoffeeAddict: Listen, Dean. I'm sure you're a real nice boy and all, but Tristan and I won't be breaking up anytime soon, and if we did, I'd probably be too upset to even look at another guy. So, unless you want to be friends, and nothing else, I suggest you stop IMing me. After Rory had said all of that, she put her away message on. Dean79Goalie: Oh, ugh... Auto Response from LittleCoffeeAddict: Hey, I'm on the phone with Tristan, love you baby! If you need something, call me and I might click over, if not, sorry. Try i/ming me some more! Rory walked over to her bed and rolled onto her side. "He probably thinks you're hot." Tristan said, laughing. "Oh yes, because I'm just so beautiful." Rory said, sarcasm dripping from her voice. "You are." Tristan said so softly, making Rory smile. "You're so cute Tris!" Rory said, referring to his personality, and his looks. "You know, Candy said the same thing last night..." Tristan said, a serious note in his voice. Rory grinned, "Oh? How is your cousin?" Rory had asked, causing both teenagers to laugh. "Good, good, thanks for asking!" Tristan said. *Click* "Hey, hold on Tris. Someone's on the other line." Rory had said, before clicking over. "Hello?" Rory asked again. "Hello, may I talk to Rory please?" A male's voice with which Rory didn't recognize had asked. "Sure, may I ask who's calling?" Rory asked, not sure she wanted to talk to this person. "Dean." The boy had said. Rory gasped. "One... ugh... moment, please." Rory said, before clicking back to Tristan. "Tris?" Rory had said, a little shaken up by this Dean kids actions. "What's wrong Ror?" Tristan asked, worried for his girlfriend. "He's on the other line..." Rory said. "Who?" Tristan asked, bolting up on his bed. "That Dean kid I was talking to..." Rory had said, ready to call for Loralei who was upstairs in her room. "Rory, just hang up on him..." Tristan said, not knowing what to do. When he heard the click, he relaxed a bit, knowing Rory could handle it. 'Why is he calling Rory? Is this guy serious? Next time I'm in Stars Hollow I'm hunting this kid down...' Tristan thought to himself, getting off his bed to put on the R. Kelly CD Rory had bought him when they had first got together. "Hey, Tris? He's off... but I'm going to go. It's 11 and I need to get some sleep." Rory said, sad to be getting off the phone. "Okay babe. I'll pick you up in the morning, and yes, I'll bring coffee." Tristan said, not giving Rory time to ask the inevitable. Rory smiled, "Thanks Tris. I'll see you in the morning. Good night." Rory said, "I love you." "Sweet dreams, I love you too." Tristan said, getting off the phone. The next morning, Tristan had arrived, bringing his two favorite Gilmore girls their elixir of life... coffee. After escaping a groveling Loralei, thankful for his attributions of morning coffee, he grabbed Rory's books, and escorted her to his 2002 Mitsubishi 3000 GT. Settling in, Rory turned up the radio to her favorite song, Tristan and her singing along with Ja Rule and Ashanti, doing an almost perfect imitation of them. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Girl, your stare, those eyes, I love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile, I love it when you kiss me baby Your hips, those thighs, I love it when you fuck me baby And I can't, deny, I love it when I'm with you baby I got a fetish for fuckin you witcha skirt on On the backstreet in the back seat of the Yukon What's takin so long? I'm gettin anxious but patiently waitin for you to tell a nigga to move on Between me and you, we can find each other flyin abroad in my private G-2 I ain't tryin to G you, ma I'm tryin to see you Bend over, you know how we do it, feet to shoulders Bring heat to coldest night, so ferocious Now you street promotin the dick game is potent Cause in the bed a nigga go hard like Jordan Sweat pourin, lovin the way you be moanin Grippin the sheets, lookin at me lickin at me Cause every woman just wanna be happy And it's CRA-ZAY, but BAY-BAY, I.. (love it when I'm witchu baby) Girl, your stare, those eyes, I love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile, I love it when you kiss me baby Your hips, those thighs, I love it when you fuck me baby And I can't, deny, I love it when I'm with you baby I wanna get away, cause you know like I know And there's a better day, a-comin, I'm hooked on your lovin Believe me, and when you hold my body I know you need me, wait for me bay-bay I've been goin half crazy for your love And I was told that the sex, better than drugs Then get addicted, boy listen I'm the only piece of the puzzle you're missin Like when we kissin - bye bye bye You got a girl that'll - ride ride ride So take me, tonight And do what you do to me baby Girl, your stare, those eyes, I love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile, I love it when you kiss me baby Your hips, those thighs, I love it when you fuck me baby And I can't, deny, I love it when I'm with you baby Shorty, are you really gettin bored with me, or him? Cause though I play a lot of games, I play 'em to win (But then again I'm still young and I'm livin my life) You know you're right and I'm the type to pull up to your bumper, get your number (BABY, I can only help but wonder) What life would be without (my sweet baby) And you're my baby (holla if you hear me) You can understand that my love is pain And how I feel in vain, it's just a woman thang (It's a man's world, but I understand) But there's still nothin different boy, stick to the plan (You be my down ass, witcha round ass) I know I'm feelin you (like you feelin me) The way you're holdin my body, the way you touch me I love when you touch me baby All over my body baby I love when you kiss me baby All over my body baby I love when you touch me baby All over my body baby I love when you kiss me baby All over my body baby Girl, your stare, those eyes, I love it when you look at me baby Your lips, your smile, I love it when you kiss me baby Your hips, those thighs, I love it when you fuck me baby And I can't, deny, I love it when I'm with you baby ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ When they were done singing, Rory just stared out the window until they arrived at Chilton. When they did finally get to Chilton, Rory and Tristan had walked to their respective lockers, which are right next to each other, and got their books for their morning. "So, what time do you want me to pick you up for the party?" Tristan asked, slamming his locker shut and leaning sideways against it to face Rory. "Oh, whenever is fine. What time were you thinking?" Rory asked, her head still in her locker. "Well, I was thinking at 8, and then we could leave at 11 or something and go to the expo. For a while?" Tristan asked, looking at Rory. "The expo is here this weekend?" Rory asked, finally poking her head out, smiling. (An expo is a carnival where I live that takes places the 3rd week/weekend of September.) "Yeah, so, do you want to go?" Tristan asked, wrapping his arm around her waist when Rory had stepped away from her locker. "Sure babe, sounds like a lot of fun." Rory said, leaning up to kiss Tristan on the cheek. "Cool, so I'll pick you up, 7:30?" Tristan asked, stopping infront of Rory's homeroom, the only class in the morning he didn't share with Rory. "Yes. I'll see you next hour." Tristan said, "I love you." Tristan added, before walking down the hall. "I love you, too." Rory called after him, stepping into her class, smiling Oh, one more thing! Well... actually a couple. Loralei had gone back to her parents when Rory was 8 and apologized, so Rory already knew a few people, including Tristan. This story takes place at the beginning of October, sophomore year, so they're 16. They started dating in December of their freshman year, okay? Oh, also, Jess is a year older, so he's 17 and junior. In the letters, Jess is 16, and Rory and Tristan are 15. Chapter Three: When Rory had taken her seat next to a few of her friends, she unconsciously began to twist Tristan's ring on her finger. "Hey Ror, are you and Tristan going to the party tonight?" Stephanie Gordon had asked, sitting in front of Rory. "Yeah, we're going for awhile." Rory had told her, then began to take out a notebook Tristan and she had started back at the beginning of freshman year, before they were together, and started reading it. Oblivious to this class. (It's homeroom, nothing goes on in there.) October 10, 2001 Mar, Hey, what's up? This class is so boring. Anyway, I heard Carter Smith likes you. You don't like him, do you? Well... not that I care, or anything. -Tristan Bible boy, Carter likes me!? Wow... he IS kind of cute... eh, just kidding. I knew he liked me already though, he called me last night. I wonder how he got my number... TRISTAN! lol, oh well. I saw you with Summer this morning, do you like her? Rory Ror, Oh yes, I am so into Summer. -Rolls eyes- NOT. She's not really my type, although she sure does like me. Not that I blame her, have you seen me? Of course you have, I've seen you staring at me. I know you want me! lol. Rory couldn't help but smile at their old small notes, while she flipped ahead a month, and started to read some more. November 29, 2001 Tris, Hey, you're coming over after school, right? Jess is back from New York again, I wonder how long he'll stay this time. He says he's back for good, but he says that a lot. I think we should have a movie night, tonight... you, Jess, Lane, and me? My mom and dad are going to dinner while he's still in town, so we'll have the house to ourselves. Bring the junk food! Rory Ror, Hey babe, how you doing? I talked to Jess last night, he's pretty set on staying here. Is he going to come back to Chilton, you think? He probably will, he can't stay away from the hoes. Lol, kidding. Okay, I'll bring the junk food, but Lane and you are not making us watch 30 chick flicks and one guy movie. No, no, and no, that is not going to happen tonight. Got it Gilmore? Tristan Watch it DuGrey, we might not even let you watch a guy movie if you're going to be a guy about it. Lol, that made NO sense, at all, huh? Eh, oh well. Oh, the bell's going to ring, we get to go home! Fun, fun. Meet me at the bus stop? Bye Tris! Rory Rory grinned, they were so stupid last year. Well, he was, Rory thought jokingly to herself. Rory jumped when she heard the bell for the end of homeroom. She laughed silently to herself for being so jumpy, and took out Tristan's and her new notebook that she had written in last year. Although they were 16, they thought keeping a notebook was cute, and it reminded them of how it all started. Rory smiled as she stepped out the door and was instantly greeted by Tristan. "What took you so long? Daydreaming about me, again?" Tristan asked, taking Rory's books and walking her to their next class, drama. "Oh please, why would I put myself through so much torture?" Rory asked, trying to keep a straight face. "Sure Gilmore, you remember you said that when I don't let you in my car after school and you have to ride the bus." Tristan said, taking a seat in the auditorium, a few rows back from the stage. Their playful banter had gone on for a few more minutes, until their teacher, Miss Carter, had come out and announced that she had something to do, and so they could just sit in there and study or talk. "So, did Jess finally ask out Paris?" Rory asked Tristan, propping her feet on a seat in front of her. "Yup, they're going to Nick's together." Tristan said, taking off his letterman jacket. Ever since Chilton had become uniform optional, he could wear his jacket. Instantly, Rory had grabbed for Tristan's jacket, and put in on. Although it was still fairly warm for it being fall, Rory had been freezing in her flares and American Eagle baby tee. "Did I say you could wear my jacket?" Tristan asked, giving Rory a stern look, although his eyes had given his serious tone away. Rory laughed. "Since when do I need to ask?" Rory asked, pouting. "Since Summer and I started dating behind your back." Tristan said, keeping a straight face. Rory punched Tristan in his arm, but laughed. "Sure Tris, whatever you say." Rory said, snuggling into his jacket and closing her eyes, prepared to take a nap. "What are you doing?" Tristan asked, looking at Rory with amusement. "Sleeping..." Rory had said groggily, before dosing off. Tristan had watched her sleeping peacefully, before he grabbed their notebook, to read what she had wrote last night. He slouched into his bucket seat, which had been surprisingly comfortable, for being in a school, and flipped to her neatly written letter. Before he had a chance to read it though, Michael Jones, one of Tristan's teammates, came up to him. "Hey DuGrey, are you still going to the expo tonight?" Michael had asked him, flopping down in the seat next to his. "Yeah, I'm going." Tristan said, putting his hand on Rory's knee. "Cool, what time?" Michael asked, nodding his head to some girls smiling at him. "10, maybe. I'm not sure, whenever Ror wants to go, I guess." Tristan said. "Well, call my cell if you want to meet up there. Stephanie'll be glad that Rory's going. She was kind of angry when I told her that I was going to go with some of the guys and asked her to come. I'll tell her though, she'll be a little happier, I suspect..." Michael had said, glad that Tristan and Rory were going so Stephanie wouldn't be mad at him. "Yeah, I'll talk to you later Mike." Tristan said as Michael got up. |