"Lorelai, if I have to call for you one more time!" Emily shouted.

"I'm coming!" Lorelai called as she hurried down the stairs. "What?" Lorelai asked as she stood there staring at her mother. "I'm ready, let's go." She motioned towards the door.

Emily exhaled quickly and guided her daughter out the door. The car ride to the dinner party was completely silent, until they pulled into the driveway. This was Emily's cue to begin her lecturing.

"Now, Lorelai, remember you are a young lady. There shall be no jokes, or gags preformed. No teasing or inappropriate gestures made. You are to say please and thank you. And most importantly, when you see Christopher thank him for specifically inviting you tonight. Do you hear?"

"Yes, mother." Lorelai rolled her eyes.

Richard parked the car and opened the door for both of his girls. "Well, I'm off to speak with William and Hershal, they claim they have a new idea that everyone is fussing about. I'm eager myself to hear it."

"Richard darling be prepared to leave by 10:00." Emily reminded.

"Yes, dear."

"10:00!" Lorelai repeated. "There is no way I am staying here for 3 and a half hours."

"Lorelai, you'll do as you're told." Emily scolded.

A groan of annoyance exited Lorelai's mouth. Once inside the mansion Lorelai split from her mother. She found a seat outside by the garden. Luckily she had snuck along one of her books, so she wouldn't be completely miserable. She was just about to enter her second chapter when someone sat down beside her.

"Do you plan to read all night?" he asked.

Lorelai looked over her book to reveal a skinny young man smiling at her. "Yes." she replied as she held the book back up to cover her face.

"It must be a really good book." He continued.

"It has its moments." Lorelai answered, keeping her face hidden.

"I take it you're not enjoying the party?"

"There's a party?" Lorelai teased.

He laughed. "You don't remember me." he added. "Do you?"

Lorelai lowered the book once more this time taking a deeper look at the young man. "Are you... Christopher?" She asked a little unsure about herself.

"I am." He proudly confessed. "Don't feel bad, I barely recognized you. You've really grown up since Jr. High."

"Yeah, you too." She remarked.

"When my mother was going over the guest list she mentioned the name Gilmore. I asked if it was the same Gilmore that I went to school with a few years ago and she said yes. It really shocked me. I thought I'd never see you again." He scooted closer to Lorelai.

Whoa, this guy was a little on the uneven side. Lorelai stood up. "What are you talking about?" she asked trying to not jump to any conclusions.

He sighed and stood up beside her. "I used to have a huge crush on you, when we were younger. I always wanted to ask you out, but you seemed so distant and so far out of reach. I figured you'd turn me down. I was too afraid of embarrassment back then. When it came time to go to high school, my father suggest I go to an all boys prep-school. I refused at first, but he can be very persuasive." Chris smiled again. "So, when my mother told me your parents were coming to our party, I had to send a special invitation just for you. And well, here we are." He gazed into her eyes. He could tell she was a little surprised and awed by his actions.

"Wow." She cleared her throat. "So, my mother did set this whole thing up?"

"I'm afraid I can't let her have credit for this one." Chris replied.

Lorelai opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't find any words to fill it with. She couldn't believe this guy was saying these things. He sounded so sincere. She looked at him for a moment and took notice in his appearance. He wore a tux with a red tie and and a red handkerchief in his breast pocket to match. He had incredible dark brown eyes that blended perfectly with is soft brown hair. His dimples showed them self abundantly each time he smiled. Lorelai suddenly found herself attracted to this young man. It was romantic to think he had a crush on here a few years ago and that he had waited all this time to see her again.

"Hey, I have an idea. And it's much better than reading a book by yourself." He took her by the hand. "Come on."

Without saying a word, Lorelai let him guide her through the house up to his room.

"Why are we in your room?" Lorelai finally asked not sure what his intentions were.

Chris jumped over his bed and grabbed a box. "Here." he said as he handed her the box. "Open it."

Lorelai opened the box. It was full of letters. "What are these?" she asked looking up at him.

"They're letters." Chris replied. "For you." he added. "I wrote them in Jr. High, and some even in high school. I never had the courage to send them to you."

This guy really knew how to keep the surprises coming. She randomly picked a letter and opened it.

Dear Lorelai,

It's been a year, and I still haven't found the courage to send you one of my letters. I fear that by doing so I'll expose myself to a world of embarrassment I am not yet capable of taking. However, one day I will make sure you read my letters, and until then I will save each and every one that I write so that I can show them to you. Today, I was watching you in English class. You looked so bored by the teacher's lecture. I thought to myself, "That girl is beyond this lecture." I'm positive you have a brilliant mind. Much more brilliant than any other 8th grader here at Hartford Prep. I wish I could have a conversation with you some day. I bet you could give Socrates a run for his money. Well, now I suppose I am babbling. Until the next time I attempt to write you a letter, good bye.

Yours Truly,

Christopher

"Oh, my God." Lorelai replied after reading the letter. Suddenly, Lorelai recalled the car ride to the dinner party. "Thank you for inviting me." She replied softly.