How Can I Make You Understand?
Dear Tris,
Hey!! How are you doing? I hope that boarding school isn't being too rough on you; after all I know it must be hard with all those beautiful Parisian girls throwing themselves all over you. I know they do. And you can just shut up right now, Tristan, I can see your ego inflating from here. No matter how many miles apart we may be, your cockiness hasn't changed a bit. And don't get any ideas about that last comment, DuGrey…
You wouldn't believe what Jess did this week. As usual, it had something to do with Taylor. I don't know, Jess finally decided he was going to try and push Taylor to his breaking point. Well, anyways, he sent Taylor a box full of um…sexual items…you know, handcuffs…the works. And in a note he wrote "With all my heart, Your Latin Lover". Of course, after all this he threw in a picture of a …well…a picture of an inappropriate male body part. Except he 'accidentally' dropped the box off at Ms. Patty's instead of at Doose's. So, Ms. Patty being the snoop that she is opened the box, and well, you can pretty much guess the commotion that followed. Taylor threw a fit, demanding to know who did it, declaring that all Stars Hollow businesses should close until the culprit was found. You would've loved it. You and Jess are a lot alike you know, well, minus the ego. J
Well, I better go. We have a meeting of The Franklin in half an hour, and Paris will probably shoot me if I'm not there on time; although she'd probably like to do that anyway. So, as always, I miss you, Tris. Wish you were here. Come home soon!!!
-Rory
Hey Mar,
I knew you would miss me. After all, who could resist the DuGrey charm? Just kidding, Ror. Jess's plan sounds like it had the desired effect. I bet it was even better than the time that I hid Taylor's town-meeting gavel on the roof of the gazebo. Brings back memories, doesn't it Ror? Anyway, life here is pretty mundane. Homework, chores, etc, etc. Hopes of my getting out soon aren't looking too good. I'm pretty sure the headmaster hates me; guess that doesn't change no matter where I go. But me and the guys manage to have a good time doing random stuff; don't worry, Mar, it's nothing illegal…
Well, gotta go. Matt's calling me. Hope to see you soon, Ror! Oh, and in case my next letter doesn't get there in time, Merry Christmas!!!
-Tristan
Hey Tris,
Gee, thanks for that long, caring letter you sent me. Yes, that was meant to be a sarcastic comment… What's up with you, Tris? It seems like you don't have time to write to your good old best buddy anymore…you haven't gone and replaced me now have you? Aw come on, Trissy, you know nobody could ever replace moi. See, some of your ego has even gone and rubbed itself off on me!!!
Anyways, Christmastime in Stars Hollow is hectic as usual. Taylor is bugging Luke every day to put up Christmas lights, and every day Luke refuses. Sookie's begun to freak out about the Christmas Eve meal at the inn, and Grandma's making Mom and I come to her party. As usual, Mom is throwing a hissy fit, trying to think of ways to get out of it. So far she's come up with calling Grandma and telling her that we both have typhoid and have been quarantined; or telling her that we'll be too busy with our 'tradition' of going to New York and trying to locate all the pimps there for the good of mankind. I'm not sure about either of those, but don't worry, I'll probably be hearing many more similar ideas in the next two weeks. Two weeks till Christmas!! Yay!!! Too bad you can't be here… But just wait till you see what I got you…haha…you'll love it!!!
Well, as usual, gotta go. Jess is gonna take me to a new bookstore in Hartford. So, anyways, miss you, come home soon!!!
-Mary