| Chapter Three
�Ok, to make this believable, we�re going to have to play it up when we�re in public, around our families,� Tristan said later that afternoon. They were sitting in a nearby restaurant waiting for their food to come. �Wait, you�re going to Harvard, aren�t you?� Rory shook her head as she took a sip of her coffee. �No, I end up going to Yale.� �Yale? I thought you always wanted to go to Harvard?� Rory looked at him thoughtfully. �You remember that?� �Uh, yeah,� Tristan said sheepishly, looking away. Rory could have sworn she saw the hint of him blushing. She smiled before continuing. �Yale is a lot closer to home, to my mom.� �That makes it a bit more easier you going to Yale. I live probably only 20 minutes from the campus. To make this believable, we are going to have to live together...� Tristan trailed off, looking at her as he wasn�t sure how she would take that. Rory shook her head. �Yes, we will have to, but separate rooms.� �Of course. You can have the guest room, and do whatever you want to it. We�ll take a few of your things and stick them in my room though, for snooping relatives.� Rory laughed at that. �My grandmother.� �My mom,� Tristan said smirking back. �Dating,� Rory said. �I don�t want to hold you back from your, what did you call them in high school, �flavors of the week�? However if you want to go on a date with anyone, same goes for me, we have to take them away from Hartford and snooping socialites, and never can bring them back to your place.� �Understood, and I�m not that bad anymore,� Tristan said, smirking as he remembered the Chilton days. �I find that hard to believe if you go and marry a girl after spending one night with her,� Rory said eyebrow raised. �Point taken, but I just came off a long term relationship... two weeks this time,� Tristan winked at her. Rory shook her head. �Still just as cocky.� �I�m kidding,� Tristan chuckled. �Alisha and I were together for two years.� �I�m sorry,� Rory said softly, as she saw pain in his eyes. �Do you want to talk about it?� �Not really,� Tristan said, looking away. �Here comes the food.� They didn�t say much the rest of the meal. �So... when do I move in?� Rory questioned, looking up at Tristan as they exited the restaurant. �We probably should do it soon, as I�m expecting all the family dinners and parties to get started soon as word spreads...� Tristan said as they walked back to his car which was parked back at the hotel. They had checked out of the hotel before leaving for lunch. �Where did you leave your car?� �Actually, I rode with Finn to the club last night,� Rory sighed. �I was planning on taking a cab home, as I knew he would be going home with some red head.� �And you get after me for �flavors of the week�? Here, I�ll give you a ride,� Tristan said, opening the door for her. He jogged around to the other side, getting in. �Where to?� �As much as I don�t want to... Stars Hollow,� Rory sighed, looking out the window. �I have to go home and have a long talk with my mom...� |
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