*A/N: Finally I updated the new chapter. Hope you like it!*

Tristan couldn't just stand there in his room. He wanted to talk to her so badly, he wanted to see and hold her and know the reason why she left Chilton. It was frustrating him. He walked back and forth in his room thinking of any possible reason for Rory to leave Chilton. It can't be that she left Chilton to avoid him…or it could be.

"Arg!" Tristan cried in frustration

"Tristan? What's the matter? His mom found him in his room and Tristan didn't know his mom was home

"nothing mom…" he replied grumpily

His mom shook her head, "really Tristan, I've noticed you being like that for days…and it worries me," she said

Tristan looked at her with a shock

His mom weakly smiled at him, "I'm sorry if I wasn't like a mother to you at all times and I couldn't ever forgive myself for treating you that way…but you're still my son and I always love you,"

Tristan didn't say anything, and his mom continued

"You know, there are many times I was worried about you and I hope you're always fine especially when you were away in North Carolina…I've missed you so badly…and even during the times when you're out partying…I'm afraid I didn't make you a good boy…and for all of those old times, I've wanted to be with you while you're growing up…you know, be there, go out and hang out…you know…but then work took up my time and I became workaholic…I know it wasn't healthy and I decided to come home early today to take a break and be at home when my son comes home and instead he was home already when I came home…"

"mom…"

"I'm sorry Tristan, would you forgive me? I'll try my best to be a mother to you…"

"I forgive you mom," he said, she sobbed and hugged her son, Tristan felt better but it is still bothering him

"so dear…" his mom said as she pulled out from their embrace, she noticed something in her son's eyes. She weakly smiled at him, "you're in love, are you?"

Tristan blushed, "uh yes…"

"and something happened?"

Tristan shrugged, "I don't know what to do mom…I love her for so long…I loved her since sophomore and she's away, she left Chilton and I don't know why…I'm so frustrated…I just wanted to know why and everything…"

"I…uh…wait a minute, don't you know it's 2 pm on a Wednesday?" his mom frowned

"yes I know that…" Tristan frowned back

"it's still early for you to be home…so you cut school," she said

Tristan sighed, "I'm sorry but I couldn't…when I'm gone crazy…"

"alright my boy, tell me the whole story and I'll help you out…" they both sat down on his bed and Tristan began to tell her everything about Rory.

"What? Rory Gilmore, granddaughter of Emily and Richard Gilmore?" His mom asked

"yes…"

"oh,"

"now you know, I liked her ever since…and I was such a jerk to her back then…" Tristan shrugged

"Well Tris…so she's in Fez with her parents?"

he nodded his head sadly

Wilma sighed, she realized that he was really serious about this girl, more than the other girls he dated before. And thought that Rory must be the one who changed him.

"I'll…I'll tell you what to do later, I'm going to make a call,"

"okay…" he said and his mom left. And when she was gone he let out an exasperate sigh.

"This place really has a lot of artisan and I'm so impressed," Rory said as she look at the wall made of mosaic

"yeah, very impressive and they must have taken a long time to finish that," Chris said as he took a picture of Rory looking at the mosaic

"and all these old houses…made of stone," she added

Lorelai watched the two as she stood few feet away. She looked around her surroundings and people were watching them since they are foreigners. Seeing people watching them makes her feel nervous she turned to Chris and Rory who were still talking.

"Aren't you guys hungry? I'm so tired of seeing stone houses…they are like everywhere…" Lorelai said

Chris chuckled, "looks like she's complaining, isn't she?"

"just bored," Rory said

"how true," Lorelai mocked, Rory giggled

"come on since your mom is hungry and she's bored, we'll go now and eat in this restaurant we saw yesterday, how about that?" Chris said, winking at Rory and gave a big grin at her dad

Lorelai frowned, "which restaurant? We saw many restaurants yesterday you know…"

"the one where they sell monkey head,"

"arg Chris!!!! Don't ever remind me of that!!! I hate you! It's coming back to my head now…grrr…gees!"

"chill honey, I'm just kidding, we're not going there," Chris and Rory laughed

Lorelai rolled her eyes, "you guys are sick"

"you love us anyways dear and I know you can resist me," Chris joked

"how corny can you be dad?" Rory playfully punched him on the arm

"hey…" Chris said and turned to Lorelai, "how come our kid is punching her dad? That is not good…"

"geees…you're really weird today," said Lorelai

"thank you," he grinned and grabbed her hand, "come on, let's head back to the hotel and we'll eat there and take a break before going somewhere, how about that?" he asked

"sounds fine to me," said Rory

Lorelai sighed, "sure," and they headed back to the hotel by riding a cab. When they got there, Rory spotted a store of beaded jewelries.

"hey, I'm just gonna check that store out," she said

"sure, meet us in the lobby,"

"okay," she replied and crossed the street. The store was fashionably old and all the jewelries she saw were amazing…different sizes, shapes and color. She bought some for Lane, Lorelai, Paris, Louise and Madeline as a token of friendships and didn't buy anything for her.

As she headed back, she saw a group of boys and one of the boys caught her attention. She watched him walk behind his friends with hands in his jean pockets as his friends were talking ang laughing. The tousled light brown hair and the built of the boy reminded her of someone and she saw something in the boy's eyes, it was sadness. She quickly shook her head to bring her back to reality and she headed back to the hotel. She found her parents talking to a man on the desk and Rory looked outside to see if the boy is still there and yes he was still there.

Seeing him like that reminded her of Tristan. There was one time when she saw him walking like that in Chilton. She watched him walk slowly with hands in his pockets as his buddies were fooling out with the girls and Tristan, not minding them. She was standing by the corner when she saw him and when she saw him look up, not directly at her, she saw sadness in his eyes. It was the time when they were not yet friends.

"Rory?"

"huh, oh mom," she snapped back to reality

Lorelai frowned, "you okay?"

"yeah, just thinking," said Rory

Lorelai nodded her head, "come on, your dad is waiting," she said

Rory followed her mom into the restaurant and found her dad ordering.

The rest of the afternoon, Rory spend her time alone as she gave her parents time to be together. They were supposed to go to mountain to sight see but then her parents became occupied with their conversation, Rory decided to postpone the plan and told them that she would hang out by herself. And there, she spent her time in the park reading 'The Catcher In The Rye' by J.D. Salinger. When she closed the book, an old came up to her and Rory tensed up. The old man simply smiled at her and handed her a paper. Rory frowned and took it, and looked down on the paper. Her eyes widened and looked up at the old man but to find him gone. She looked around but he was nowhere to be found.

Rory sighed and looked back down on the paper. The man had drawn a picture of her while reading with charcoal and the way she looks, she admitted, peaceful and relaxed. She slowly smiled and got up from the bench and walked toward to the dancing fountain. Dusk was coming and the breeze was cool. She leaned against the railing by the fountain and enjoyed the moment until she saw someone familiar standing at the opposite side of the fountain.

Tristan? Rory frowned. What is he doing here? He can't be here…

And when she looked again, he wasn't standing there anymore. She shook her head and thought that it's just an illusion. And when she turned around, the book and the paper on her hand fell, she was surprised to see him.

*A/N: Haha, do you think it's Tristan?*