Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Gilmore Girls is not mine if it was a lot of what happened on the show never would have.
Friends
The Letter.
It had been a week since she had to kiss Paris in their rendition of Romeo and Juliet, the following week at Chilton had been relatively quite with Tristan gone, it seemed like the hierarchy of the school had changed and they didn't know what to do, with the king as he had called himself,gone they were at a loss. The clicks were less clicky. To say Chilton was different would have been an understatement.
It was a lovely Saturday morning Rory was busy basking in the leisurely pace she had set for the day. It was ten o'clock at she had just gotten out of bed. She ragged herself into the kitchen; she grunted what could only be taken as hello to her mother who was already up and reading the newspaper, sipping her third cup of coffee that morning.
After Rory had consumed the content of her mug in less than four gulps she turned to her mother.
"Morning."
"Morning babe guess what I found in the mail today."
"Oh…I don't know let me guess mail."
"Not just mail, but something unbelievable mail addressed to you, as in a letter. You know that thing people used to do back in the day, sit and write to each, instead ofuse modern technology. Lead to that little saying the British are coming."
Lorelei handed Rory a crisp white letter. Rory looked at it; a frown marred her brow when she read thereturning address.
"Do we know anyone in North Carolina?"
Lorelei looked up at Rory.
"Not that I think of, but the only way your gonna find out is if you read it, is not like you can get a psych read off of it just be holding it and if you can then you and I should put all are money in the lottery."
Rory nodded at her mother's logic. She opened the letter and began to read it, Lorelei watched Rory as she read the letter she saw that a frown that had been present from reading the return address got deeper she even began biting her lip which was always a sure sign that something was up.
When she put the letter down.
"So who's the letter from?"
"Tristan."
"WHAT! Tristan as in made your life a living hell Tristan. Tristan that stole your books and would give them back until you agreed to go to a concert with him. Tristan that bailed on you so you ended up playing Juliet to Paris's Romeo Tristan. Tristan that calls you Mary Tristan."
"Yep, that would be him."
Rory said popping the p.
"Give me that."
Lorelei said ripping the letter out of Rory's hand, in a neat flowing script that indicated years of the best privet schooling, the letter read as followed:
Rory,
I know I'm probably the last person you wanted to here from. I know I made your life a living hell. And there was nothing you hated more than the fact that I called you Mary.
I would like to say that this past week I've had a lot of time to think about the way I've treated you. I would like to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you. I'm sorry that you and Paris never became friends because of me I should have told you before the date. But I'm me and I tend to be either an idiot or a jerk. The combination of both are the reason why I'm here.
Hopefully I'll learn my lesson. But I really wrote to you about is to ask if you would reconsider that tentative friendship we had in the works. Until my knee jerk reaction, and you constant affliction of jerkiness, (is that a work maybe not but who cares) and I tried to force you into going with me to the PJ Harvey concert.
If you want to please write back if you don't want to I totally understand.
I hope you have a nice life Mary ( I couldn't help myself).
Tristan.
Lorelei looked in the letter in total shock.
"So are you going to write back to him?"
"I don't know. I mean…I mean…" Rory let out a sigh.
"You know what we need more coffee right now if we are meant to really think about this. So get dressed were going to Luke's."
When Rory and Lorelei made it to Luke's it was already full with the morning crowd. When they sat down Rory was able to feel Jess'seyes bore into her.
Which was quickly followed with Luck and Lorelei flirty barter, then Dean came and was doing the caring boyfriend thing wonderfully well, but when Jess came over and started the jealous fighting with Dean. Frankly put the day that was meant to be relaxing was slowly driving her crazy.
She quickly left Luck's and went back home. She saw the letter Tristan had sent her was still on the kitchen table. She than decided that maybe having a friend that she could write to, wasn't such a bad idea. And on the plus side maybe having a guy firend would help her understand the constant fighting that went on between Dean and Jess.
Sitting down she pulled out a pen and piece of paper and began to write about her day.
To be continued…..