Disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore Girls.

I got the idea for this fanfiction right after I had my own wisdom teeth out. It might just have been the medicine that the doctor gave me, but it seemed like a good idea then. So after this first chapter I might not add anymore to it unless you guys like it. So please review and tell me what you think. Sorry for any grammar issues that you might find.

Background: Rory and Dean broke up and he moved away soon after. Tristan and Paris have been friends since they were little.

Chapter One:

Tristan wondered into class just as the bell rang. First period, English, was fun for many reasons. One he was actually good at English even though he hide that fact from his friends. But the best thing about English was that Rory Gilmore sat in front of him. He would mess with Rory just to see her react. It was so cute when she blushed at one of his comments. She didn't even realize that at times she would leave him breathless, like when she would walk into a classroom and smile at one of the people she knew.

Tristan immediately noticed that the seat in front of him was empty.

Mary must be running late. Tristan thought, it was odd for her to be late to class. Normally Rory made it to class way before him, unless her locker was jammed. Figuring that she would be along any minute Tristan concentrated on the notes that the teacher was giving. That way when Rory did finally come he could offer his notes to her. Tristan was making an effort to show Rory that he wasn't what she thought he was. Even if that meant letting the world know that he was good at English.

As the class was drawing to a close and Rory still hadn't showed up Tristan was starting to get really worried. Rory hardly ever missed a class, especially English, it was her favorite. When the bell rang Tristan walked over to Paris' desk as she gathered her books.

"Hey Paris, have you heard from Rory?" He asked.

"She missed our last two classes yesterday. She didn't look sick, just kind of nervous." Paris said as she stood.

"So she's not here today either." Tristan stated more to himself than Paris.

"It would seem so." Paris replied without much feeling. She was a little worried about Rory, but she knew that there was nothing she could do about it.

Tristan was silent for a moment. Rory had already missed classes the day before and now it looked like she was going to be out the whole day. Something was definitely wrong. Paris had said that she looked nervous. A million things ran through Tristan's mind that could have made Rory nervous and none of them were good.

In the rest of his classes he was not doing anything and he was actually caught up with his work. Yet, another way he was trying to prove himself to Rory. So if he missed the rest of day he wouldn't be getting behind or missing anything major. He just had to check on her, even if there was nothing wrong and she told him to go away.

"Ask her to e-mail me her article." Paris said moving out of the classroom.

"How did you know that I was going to see her?" Tristan asked shocked that Paris has read his thoughts so easily.

"I've known you for awhile Tristan. And why else would you have been standing there that stupid far off look in your eyes that you only get when you are thinking about Rory or planning on doing something that you shouldn't." Paris said with half a smile.

Tristan didn't answer her; he just gave her a smirk and headed down the hall to his locker. He actually went to the office and claimed to be sick, instead of just walking out like he normally did. As he turned onto the highway he couldn't help but wonder. He wondered what had kept Rory out of school. He wondered how she would react to him coming to check on her. The one thing that he did not wonder about was why he was going to see her.