AN: ok well here is the next chapter...I have chapter eight, nine, and part of ten written they just need to be typed so if I don't have a lot of homework they will get typed quickly and posted fairly often (most likely within 3-4 days or a week at the longest) but only if I get review, I've been getting very few and then I have no motivation to type and write them faster. I do want to thank those who always take the time to review! And now what you have all been waiting for...!

Rory's alarm went off very sharply Friday morning. She groaned as she rolled out of bed and took a shower. She put on her uniform and went to Luke's to get coffee before school.

"Hey Luke" Rory greeted

"Hey Rory"

"Coffee to go please"

"It's going to kill you" he mumbled as he handed her the coffee.

"Thanks Luke" she said as she went to catch her bus.

When she arrived at school there was much more whispering than usual. She ignored it as she went o her locker to exchange some books.

"So have you heard the news?" Louise, Chilton's gossip queen said.

"No, but I'm dieing to hear, fill me in" Madeline responded.

Rory was just about to tune out when she heard Tristan's name, frankly she didn't know why she cared at all but she was very intrigued.

"Well apparently he really ticked the old man off and is being--"

Rory didn't get to hear the rest as the bell sounded and they walked off towards class. Damn bells she thought they must have some sort of conspiracy against me. She made her way to class. The day creeped by slowly and soon lunch rolled around and she hadn't seen even a glimpse of Tristan. She wandered down the hallway towards her locker completely lost in her thoughts when she tripped over a book that lay askew in the middle of the pathway. Rory mumbled something under her breath about why there was a book in the hallways when the book owner tried to suppress a chuckle which fortunately went unnoticed by her due to her daze as she tried to get up.

"Oh I'm sorry must of dropped it." They said. Rory immediately recognized the voice and almost stumbled back down to the ground by the shock but he caught her just in time. She stared straight into his eyes, though only for a slip second before he looked away. She noticed that the usual glee and carelessness that usually lay in his piercing blue eyes was gone and instead replaced by one of sadness, regret, longing and somehow even anger all swirled together in an awkward mix. After a moment they both snapped out of their haze and he picked up the book and continued his task.

"What are you doing?" Rory asked

"I thought you were smart" he joked, she gave him a look that meant she was serious and not in the mood for his games and teasing, for once he got the message "I'm emptying my locker"

"I can see that, I meant more like why?"

"Cause I'm leaving, haven't you heard?" he said shocked that she didn't know, sure he knew that she ignored most gossip but surely she would have heard news as big as this no matter how hard she tried to ignore the chitchat about the newest scandals. He looked at her and she looked completely and truly confused so he continued "I'm being shipped of to military school."

"Wha-um- wh-" she could barely speak "why?" she finally managed to choke out.

He threw a few more things into a box. "Honestly?" he threw the last few things out of his locker and slammed it shut. "I have no fucking clue! My dad is just afraid I'll get in the way of his business deals or embarrass the family. Does he even know what family is? Family loves you and treats you with respect and is there for you when you need them! They don't send you to damn military school in fucking North Carolina for no damn reason! I hate my father! I guess I should be happy; at least I don't have to live with him anymore! But I'm sure you are overjoyed, knowing I will soon be gone and out of your way." He said that with sadness seeping through his voice. "I'm only going to miss two things, my grandfather and..." he paused and gazed straight in her bright blue dazzling eyes "and--"he was cut off very abruptly.

"Tristan, lets go now!" he father yelled.

"Look I got to go, take care of yourself Mary" he winked as he put extra emphasis on the last word. He picked up his box hastily and walked off slowly, going over everything he had done and said to her, regretting most of it and sad that he would probably never get the chance to make it right with her.

As Rory watched him walk away she noticed something fall from his box. She picked it up and read the writing on it; it was a poem, a very familiar one. She remembered they had learned it in class in tenth grade. She flipped it over and gasped, it was a picture of her; millions of thoughts crossed her mind with the speed of light. All she knew was that they were right, everyone was right! She had about thirty seconds to do what she knew she had to do. She quickly scribbled something under the poem on the opposite side as the picture. Just then the bell rang. She thought you damn bells aren't getting in my way again today. And with that she was out the door.

AN: ok I know so evil, see I could have ended the story completely in two different spots but I decided I wouldn't be even and plus I already wrote more chapters which I think will be very good :-D. Also if I was reading this story I would be very mad if it ended like this. PLEASE REVIEW! If I don't get at least like 10 reviews I won't update for a while! So do your part and review!