A/N: Sorry this is late. I went away for the weekend and completly forgot to update before i left but its the first thing i did when i got back. thanks for the reviews Photobooth Romance

Re Ch 2: Karen was upset when she first saw Tristan. The sight of him made her faint, and she could barely breathe when she was the two of them sitting together. She was crying the whole time.

Re ch 7: I know you didn't like this chapter, but i did. And it was the only way i could think of to make it work. I'm sorry if u don't like it.

I read your profile and it's made me feel a bit better about your reviews. I'm trying to write better, but i doubt it'll work.

And one last note, did anyone remember what yesterday was? Chad and Sophia's anniversary. I kniw they split up, but i still like to think of them together.

"Tristan, you've got some mail." Karen called as she entered the house.

He turned from the fridge and opened a bottle of water.

"Really? From whom?" he was surprised. No one knew where he was.

"Umm, Rory Gilmore." She read off the back. "From Connecticut." She handed him the letter and he silently walked out to the porch.

"Hey Tristan. What are you doing?" Haley walked up and sat down beside him.

"She wrote back." He replied, almost in a whisper as he held up the letter.

"Really? Well what did she say?" she was excited.

"I don't know. I haven't opened it yet."

"Well what are you waiting for? Open it."

"I can't." he shoved it into her hands. "You do it."

"No. I can't read that." She tried to give it back, but he refused to take it, standing up and walking a few steps away.

"Just open it. I'm not asking you to read it, just open it. When it's open, then I'll be able to read it. I just can't do it myself."

"Ok. Ok, I'll do it." Haley carefully opened the envelope, unfolded the paper and handed it to Tristan.

Tristan,

I was really surprised to hear from you – good surprise though I think. Things are good here at home and school is almost over. This means, Paris is even crazier than usual – major stress over college.

So how was military school? Will you return to Connecticut a drill Sergent?

I hope you're having a nice time with your family. Anyway, Mom's good, everyone else is fine. The town is still here, and miraculously, Chilton has moved on from the loss of its king.

Paris is dating a Princeton man named Jamie who we met in Washington. Well, I hope you're good. I might write again soon.

Rory

He finished reading and refolded it.

"What? Is it bad?"

"She said… hearing from me was… a good surprise and she might write again."

"Yes!" Haley jumped up and threw her arms around him. "That's great. I'm so happy for you." Tristan hugged her back, but didn't say anything.

"Why am I the only one celebrating here? What's wrong?"

"I'm just… I'm in shock you know."

"But this is good. Isn't it?"

"I guess so,"

He just sat staring at the letter in his hands. A part of him was happy; Rory apparently didn't hate him like she'd said that she did. But he was confused; he didn't know what to do. Am I supposed to write back? What do I do?