Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, the characters belong to the WB…
A/N: Dear Readers: This is just a re-post of my story. I was checking it one of this days and I found a few discrepancies and mistakes in it, so I am fixing most of the chapters. Please know, that this will not affect the story in any way, it is just to make it a little more accurate, that's all. Thank You.
Every Time There's a Concert
Chapter One: Reminiscing~*~ ~*~ Flashback ~*~ ~*~
"You know what these are?" Tristan is holding up two tickets; one in each hand.
"They look like tickets." Was the obvious answer given by Rory.
"To PJ Harvey."
"Wow, you have good taste. I'll give you that."
"You're into PJ Harvey, right?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Why, I'm all knowing."
"How godlike of you."
"One of these is for you."
"Oh, I don't think we should go to a concert together."
"It would seem like a date."
"Well it would seem like a date because it would be a date."
"I can't date you Tristan."
"Well I give you permission."
"And on that humble note." She walks away, leaving him standing near her locker.
The Day of the concert Tristan is waiting against the wall for Rory. As she walks past, he starts walking next to her.
"So I'm a little tired of this game." Tristan said, indeed looking a little exasperated about the situation.
"Are we meeting there or what?"
"What are you talking about?"
"The concert's tonight."
"Well I hope you and the empty seat next to you have a lot of fun."
"I'm starting to get a little irritated here."
"So am I."
"What are you mad about?"
"You've been telling everyone that I'm going to this thing with you."
"Just a couple."
"You told Paris. Paris and I had just started getting along and now she hates me again."
"Well, the damage is done. You might as well go to PJ Harvey with me."
"Never, never. I am never going anywhere with you ever."
"You know, these tickets cost me a fortune."
"They cost your daddy a fortune."
"I don't even know anybody else who's even into this stupid guy."
"PJ Harvey's a woman."
(Tristan grabs Rory's books)
"What are you doing?"
"You'll get them back when you agree to go with me."
"You're pathetic Tristan. Keep the books. I'm leaving. (Sees Dean in the parking lot) Dean? (Walks towards him) Dean. What are you doing here?"
~*~ ~*~ End of Flashback ~*~ ~*~
"So that's what happened!! No wonder you did that face when the PJ Harvey concert was mentioned" said Janine to Rory as they were walking back to their apartment from "The Coffeehouse" where they usually hang out… the one with the great coffee, of course, but never as good a Luke's.
Rory and Janine where both attending Yale University. They had been in school together since freshmen year. Janine had gotten along with Rory since the very beginning, with her perky attitude, love for music, and basically because she was the Lane away from home, even if she wasn't that far away from home, and Janine being the closest thing to Lane was a shoe-in.
"Yeah, that's what happened" Rory said to her friend.
"Did you ever regret saying no to him?"
"Maybe… not exactly saying ´No´ to him, but saying the things I said when Dean arrived. Hate is such a strong word, you know?" Rory said, truly feeling sorry for what had happened, but mostly the way it did happen. She ended up hurting someone, which although he deserved being treated coldly, did not deserve such a strong word.
"Now that you've thought about it, do you think you would've acted differently?" Janine asked, curiosity filling every word she said.
"I guess. For one thing, I wouldn't say I hate him" they both chuckled, "but I still wouldn't have gone out with him. To the concert or wherever."
"Even if he had asked the right way, you know… politely? Not in the mandatory way that he did"
"I don't know, I think I would kinda have to be there to know how I would react… But enough about him…"
"Wait… Just one more question before you let the matter rest"
"What happened to him?"
"Their parents sent him to military school in North Carolina, as punishment for some problems that he had… and I never saw him again", something close to regret almost sounding in her voice.
"Well, poor guy!"
"Yeah… Poor Tristan!"Somewhere in Connecticut
"Huh! PJ Harvey in concert…"
"Oh no! No, no! No way man, you are not going to get all "PJ-Harvey-Rory" on me, not again. You go through this every time, and it's not fair. Not fair to you or to me, for that matter. I know it was hard for you, but you have to let go of that memory" was the advice given by Drew as they passed yet another poster announcing said concert.
"I know, but sometimes you remember things that you think have passed. . ." Tristan answered to his friend, "Yeah, I am letting go of the memory, I have let go of the memory, but I just don't know what made it come to mind just now… besides the poster"
"OK, lets go… we are running late and kick off is in 10 minutes and I don't want to miss it"
"Yeah, I hadn't noticed, we have to hurry… it's always the same with you man, you and your memories of that girl you never had…" he said jokingly to Drew as he patted his back and Drew just laughed knowing that there was going to be a lot of Rory-related conversations in the future.