AUTHOR - Rianna

TITLE - Dear Tristan (Part 3)

E-MAIL - papayahead_98@hotmail.com

SPOILERS - Um...probably anything up to "Run Away, Little Boy"

SUMMARY - The letter

RATING - PG

CONTENT - nothing bad

PAIRING OR CHARACTER - Trory

DISCLAIMER - I don't own the show or any of the characters, they belong to the WB and Amy Sherman-Palladino, and all those people.

AUTHOR'S NOTE - Okay, so I failed miserably at the whole "let's make the letter really original" thing. What can I say, I'm not the most original person. And I have no clue where I'm going to go from here, so the next part might be a while coming. That is, if I write a next part. I'm not sure, I'm kind of running out of inspiration. So, we'll see.

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Tristan opened the envelope, almost scared of what might be inside. He didn't know what to expect, he couldn't imagine why Rory would be writing to him. He pulled out the piece of paper and slowly unfolded it, holding his breath as he read;

Dear Tristan,

I don't know really why I'm writing this letter. You caught me totally off guard when you showed up at the school tonight. The fact that you were leaving was a shock, and the way you were acting was just as surprising. You were so sweet, it was.strange.I'm just not used to that from you, I guess. You and I aren't sweet to each other. Ever. We fight, and we argue, we insult each other constantly. You infuriate me, and I always thought I'd be glad to be able to get rid of you. But when I think about going to school on Monday, and you not being there, it seems weird. It seems like Chilton will be empty without your smirks, and I know that my days will be boring without you there to fight with. Ugh, how pathetic am I? You've only been gone a few hours, and I'm already realizing how much you've been a part of my life. We weren't exactly friends, but you were the closest thing to a friend that I had at Chilton. I just wish that I could have realized it before you left.

I didn't really say good bye earlier. I guess because it hadn't quite sunk in yet, or maybe because I didn't know how. Maybe I was just too busy focusing on the fact that, without you to play Romeo, I was going to have to kiss Paris. (Thanks a lot for that, by the way) I don't want to say good bye now, either, because I'm hoping that I'll see you again. I mean, you get summer vacation from military school, right? Or maybe you could even get time off for good behavior, and come home before the end of the year. I know that every one at Chilton would be thrilled to have you back. Especially your fan club. Whenever you come home, though, I hope you give me a call. And I hope you write back to me, if you can find the time in your busy schedule. God, this letter sounds so corny. I blame it on my low coffee-intake today. I can't think straight without coffee, you know, and then I start getting all mushy and gross. So, I apologize for that. And for the way I treated you. You weren't exactly the easiest guy to get along with, but I didn't really try too hard to get to know you, either. I'm gonna go now, before I start getting so sugary-sweet that I make you sick. I hope to hear from you soon.

I'll miss you,

Rory

Tristan smiled. She missed him. Rory Gilmore, the most beautiful person he had ever seen, missed him, Tristan Dugrey. He laughed out loud, not even caring that Dave was shooting him a dirty look. He read the letter over three more times, savoring every word. Then he folded the letter up and put it under his pillow before turning off the light. He was going to have good dreams tonight.