Author: archangel

E-mail: [email protected] mailto:[email protected]

Rating: PG-13 for now

Pairing: Trory

CONTENT - So far, nothing bad

DISCLAIMER - Amy Sherman-Palladino and the WB own the characters and the show. All that's mine is this story.

AUTHORS NOTE - This is my first fanfic so I would appreciate any reviews. Constructive criticism is welcome. Please review.



I'll Be There

Rory Gilmore sat in her AP US History II class with her pen posed over her notes, acting the part of a perfect student. However, her mind was far from the class. It was back home, in Star's Hollow, with her boyfriend, Dean. After school, she and Dean were going to dinner together for their anniversary. Rory couldn't wait. She smiled. Lately, everything had been perfect. Dean had been perfect, attentive and loving. Rory really loved him.

"Miss Gilmore, do you care to share with the class what you find so amusing," Ms. Meyer, the history teacher asked.

Rory was startled from her thoughts by the statement. Looking up at Ms. Meyer, she noticed the older woman was standing in front of her, with her arms crossed and a disapproving frown on her face. Rory noticed she was grinning foolishly. "No, Ms. Meyer. I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

Ms. Meyer studied Rory for a minute. "You are excused this time, Miss Gilmore. You are a smart girl. I am sure you do not need to be told that if this was to happen again, disciplinary action must be taken. Correct?" Ms. Meyer looked pointedly at her student.

Rory nodded. "I understand Ms. Meyer. I am truly sorry."

Ms. Meyer nodded curtly. "Okay, Miss Gilmore." Then, turning to the class as a whole, she said, "I am assigning a term paper on the Great Depression and its social, economic, and political effects. You will work with a partner, focusing on one point." An excited whisper fell upon the room upon hearing about the partnership. Ms. Meyer added strictly, "I have chosen your partners. The list is as follows." The room fell silent.

As Ms. Meyer began reading the list of partners, the door at the back of the room creaked loudly. All the heads in the room swung around to locate the source of the noise. "Mr. DuGrey, how nice of you to grace us with your presence," Ms. Meyer replied dryly.

Rory, the only student who had not turned around, for her mind had already slipped back into thoughts of Dean, whipped around in her seat, her eyes wide upon hearing the name. Tristan DuGrey stood inside the room, still by the door, grinning at her. "Why hello, Mary. Thought you were rid of me, huh?"

~*~*~I know this chapter's short but I promise to have another up soon. Okay? ~*~*~