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Category:
G through L › Gilmore Girls
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
7,570
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own The Gilmore Girls, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Bagboy
**Rory’s POV**
I was wrong. When I said that nothing would be the same any. Ac. Actually a lot hasn’t changed. I’m still living with my mom and dad, or rather, my fosterparents. The only thing that’s truly different is my last name. I’m Rory Gilmore now, no longer Rory DuGrey. That, and the fact that Tristan isn’t officially my brother...
**Tristan’s POV**
I thought it would be different. But it isn’t. We still can’t, you know. Not that I don’t want to, god there aren’t a lot of things I would rather do actually. We haven’t really talked about it, but I know we won’t change our relationship. My parents, her fosterparents, they still see her like their own daughter. So technically I’m still her brother. Has anybody ever said life sucked?! Well whoever said that was totally right!
**regular POV**
“Rory! Rory!”
Paris tried to catch up with her best friend. But unfortunately Rory didn’t hear her, she was too busy reading her book.
“Gilmore!”
That caught her attention. She looked around, finally noticing her friend Paris.
“Hi Paris”
She smiled a bit. She didn’t mind being called Gilmore, though the people at Chilton seemed to look down on her ever since they found out she had been adopted.
“Don’t you ever stop reading?”
Paris walked down next to her.
“I’ve been chasing you all around the school”
She smiled while saying it, taking the sting out of the comment.
“There’s someone here to see you”
Rory looked down the hall and saw Dean. She quickly put her books in her locker and started walking to Dean. He slid his arms around his waist and kissed her hello. Gently he pushed her backwards until she felt a locker touching her back. She happily responded to his kiss by opening her mouth.
**Tristan’s POV**
“Could you two move a little?”
I tried to keep my voice steady. Tried not to show how that little show hurt me. He had the right to kiss her. The right to hold her and touch her and…stop it DuGrey! You’re getting too worked up. They moved a little, and I saw Rory’s face. She looked guilty, almost as if she betrayed me. Then bagboy kissed her again and she kissed back. I got my books out of my locker and slammed it a bit too hard.
**Rory’s POV**
He was angry. Because I was kissing Dean. I could feel it in the way he looked at me. The locker slammed shut too hard. But that wasn’t wat scared me. The look in his eyes did. Usually his eyes were sparkly, like he was going to pull a prank on you any minute. But now they weren’t. His eyes looked broken. And at that moment there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t have done for him. Just to keep him from getting hurt. But then Dean kissed me again, and I realized he was in pain because of me. And I didn’t know if I could help him with that.
~~By the way, Rory still hasn’t met her mother, she is currently on holiday with her husband C. Ro. Rory doesn’t have any ingsings, and she has talked with Mr and Mrs DuGrey, who still think of her as their own daughter.~~
I was wrong. When I said that nothing would be the same any. Ac. Actually a lot hasn’t changed. I’m still living with my mom and dad, or rather, my fosterparents. The only thing that’s truly different is my last name. I’m Rory Gilmore now, no longer Rory DuGrey. That, and the fact that Tristan isn’t officially my brother...
**Tristan’s POV**
I thought it would be different. But it isn’t. We still can’t, you know. Not that I don’t want to, god there aren’t a lot of things I would rather do actually. We haven’t really talked about it, but I know we won’t change our relationship. My parents, her fosterparents, they still see her like their own daughter. So technically I’m still her brother. Has anybody ever said life sucked?! Well whoever said that was totally right!
**regular POV**
“Rory! Rory!”
Paris tried to catch up with her best friend. But unfortunately Rory didn’t hear her, she was too busy reading her book.
“Gilmore!”
That caught her attention. She looked around, finally noticing her friend Paris.
“Hi Paris”
She smiled a bit. She didn’t mind being called Gilmore, though the people at Chilton seemed to look down on her ever since they found out she had been adopted.
“Don’t you ever stop reading?”
Paris walked down next to her.
“I’ve been chasing you all around the school”
She smiled while saying it, taking the sting out of the comment.
“There’s someone here to see you”
Rory looked down the hall and saw Dean. She quickly put her books in her locker and started walking to Dean. He slid his arms around his waist and kissed her hello. Gently he pushed her backwards until she felt a locker touching her back. She happily responded to his kiss by opening her mouth.
**Tristan’s POV**
“Could you two move a little?”
I tried to keep my voice steady. Tried not to show how that little show hurt me. He had the right to kiss her. The right to hold her and touch her and…stop it DuGrey! You’re getting too worked up. They moved a little, and I saw Rory’s face. She looked guilty, almost as if she betrayed me. Then bagboy kissed her again and she kissed back. I got my books out of my locker and slammed it a bit too hard.
**Rory’s POV**
He was angry. Because I was kissing Dean. I could feel it in the way he looked at me. The locker slammed shut too hard. But that wasn’t wat scared me. The look in his eyes did. Usually his eyes were sparkly, like he was going to pull a prank on you any minute. But now they weren’t. His eyes looked broken. And at that moment there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t have done for him. Just to keep him from getting hurt. But then Dean kissed me again, and I realized he was in pain because of me. And I didn’t know if I could help him with that.
~~By the way, Rory still hasn’t met her mother, she is currently on holiday with her husband C. Ro. Rory doesn’t have any ingsings, and she has talked with Mr and Mrs DuGrey, who still think of her as their own daughter.~~