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All of My Life

Tris

Today was the first day of my new life.

"Tris the plane just landed!" My best friend Christina screams. I stand up and grab my carry on bag and hand Chris hers. Finally we are here!

Christina and I are moving to Chicago but as of now we are looking for either a small house or a good-sized apartment. Why? because we had to get away from California, it has way to many bad memories, and I wanted to have a fresh start with new people, and I got a great job with my new degree in Sports Med.

After we are through security and finding our way to the doors, I realize we forgot our luggage I scramble my way to the luggage claim and find my 1 bag that is black and has sky blue stripes, and Chris' 5 bright pink bags that she insisted on bringing.

I am so glad that we are moving, I mean California was a great place just with some not so good people, but now that I have really finished all my school and finally have a stable job I can start a new life.

As I start to make my way to Christina I drop some of her bags, and apparently she saw me drop them because here she comes yelling things like "how could you drop my make-up bag," or "When are you going to learn to be careful with my things!" As she picks the bags up. Then I start to leave and she pulls me back and gives me her bags. "What the hell Chris you can carry your own bags, I'm not your maid."

We walk over to the cab and she hops in, grabs her bags from me and tells the driver to drive without me. Chris overreacts sometimes but I'm used to it we have been best friends for over 6 years now. We met in our junior year she was the new girl and I was the one with no friends, she noticed that and became my friend. It was all new I hadn't had any real friends since my brother went away for university. He was the one that was there for me, after my best friend Susan and her brother Robert moved to Montana for their dads job.

Meanwhile I'm stuck in one of the biggest airports in the United States, with nobody that I know, and I don't know where to go. That is until a tall, very tanned looking boy, comes up to me and says "I'm Uriah and you look lost, I saw the ditching thing." I just simply nod my head and tell him "Yes I am lost but I can find my way," He looks at me "I never did catch you name," "Tris" I say to him.

"So maybe I'll see you around Tris?" "Maybe," and with that he turns around and starts to walk away.

As I was talking to Uriah I realized there is Uriah Pedrad on the team I will be working for and he seems muscular enough to be on a football team.

"Wait are you Uriah Pedrad?" I ask him. He turns around "Yes, do you need something?" I look in the eye and say "Nope just wondering, but I guess I will be seeing you more than you think." I say but the last part was quieter and more to myself then to looks at me funny trying to figure out who I am but I don't think he would know. Then I turn and start trying to hail a cab.

I text Christina asking where she went and what the hotel's address is because she is the one who planned this trip. Within seconds I get a response 'I am at the Drake Hotel' okay at least I know where she is now.

When I get up to the room Chris is sprawled out on one of the two queen sized beds. The room is pretty nice, I mean I've stayed in nicer but this is good, it has 2 beds, two chairs, a desk, a mini kitchen, and a full-sized bathroom, oh and you can't forget the 60" TV.

"Tris," Christina calls

"What?" I ask

"Do you want to go get some food?"

"Yes please I'm starving!"

"Okay I saw a diner on the way here do you want to go there?"

"Sure just get me some food," I say

When we get there, it is pretty busy, but the woman said there is only a 10 min wait. As we await our table a group of people about our age come in and they look really familiar but then I see Uriah with them. He sees me and waves, I wave back and then our table was called.

"Who was that boy you just waved to," She says as she nudges my side.

"It was somebody I met when you ditched me at the airport his name is Uriah and he plays for the Chicago Bears so I will see him quite a bit," I tell her. When we get to our table I thank the woman and she leaves giving us our menus.

Uriah and his friends are seated at the big table next to us there has to be around 7 of them.

"Oh... But look at his hot friends especially the blonde one," I just nod while I look at the menu.

I gasp when I look up because Uriah is right in front of me, and is now smirking.

"Hey I saw you and your friend walk in and wanted to say hi, so hi!"

"Hi, what is the best thing on this menu I can't decide." I say.

"Get the D-Burger its my favorite." He tells me.

"Okay... What are you doing here?"

"Well my friends and I come here almost every day so I should be the one asking why you are here?" Says Uriah

"I am moving here am going to be your new trainer!" I tell him with a grin it takes him a second for him to process what I just said.

"What?! Your Beatrice Prior, I was expecting someone more fragile and girly... and you are obviously not fragile."

I guess he is right, I mean I've got some muscle from training myself and taking self-defense after what happened about 6 maybe 7 years ago, and even though I'm small I can tough it out. But the thing about having muscle is you don't look as girly and that means you're not as pretty as most girls. Christina is very pretty and tries to tell my I'm pretty but I never believe her.

"Ummmm thanks I guess, hey can you not tell anybody yet assuming you are friends with some of the other players, I want to see there reactions," I say

"My brother and I are throwing a party tonight at 7pm would you guys like to com?" He asks.

"Sure."

He gives me his address and walks back to his table with a satisfied look on his face.

Then the waitress shows up at our table and asks what Chris and I want to drink, I get a Root Beer and Chris gets a Pepsi.

I Turn to Christina and tell her about the party and she squeals and says she has to do my makeup and pick out a dress for me. Of course I just sit there because I know it would be useless to try to get out of this.

A/N

This is my first story so thank you for reading!