Author's note: Okay, so I was doing a grammar test and I was doing the writing task and we had to write about Valentine's Day. Everyone ewas complaining but my mind was like 'Hey, this could make a really cute fanfic!' so here we are! My grammar test converted into a story for you to read! (Also, this is my first time writing a homosexual character to show that I do support them!)
Disclaimer: I do not own divergent just the plot and Andrea.
Tris' POV
Okay, so what's the worst day of the year? Some people would say a bunch of stuff but if you ask me I wouldn't hesitate to answer that question. Valentine's Day to me is the worst day of the year in my opinion. My friends keep asking me why I hate it so much and I always say that I just do. That isn't true though, I know perfectly well why I hate this day. I just hate to admit it, almost as much as the day itself. That dreadful day that's meant to represent love and happiness just makes me feel lonely.
You see, I'm part of a large group of friends and we are all as close as friends get. We are all each other's family. The only problem: Each and every one of them has a boyfriend or girlfriend except me. For others it shouldn't be a big deal- heck it shouldn't be a big deal for me!- but for some stupid reason I don't know I just hate the fact that I'm the only one without a boyfriend or girlfriend. My closest friends in the group are probably Christina, Will, Uriah and Marlene. They were the first people I met when I moved here to Chicago. Now Christina is dating Will and Uriah is dating Marlene. Then there's Shauna and her younger sister Lynn and Uriah's older brother, Zeke. Zeke is dating Shauna and Lynn – being a homosexual – is dating a woman called Andrea. That, of course, caused Andrea to join our group. None of us complained as Andrea – or Andy as we all call her for short – is almost an exact copy of Lynn but maybe a bit more gentle. Everyone agrees that Lynn can be very harsh a lot of the time.
Anyway, I'm getting off track here. Christina and Marlene are constantly trying to hook me up with someone. It happened so much that I just eventually started to not be around the group on Valentine's Day. Instead, I go to the park, sit on a bench in the very middle of the park where none of my friends could find me and sit there for almost the entire day just staring at the various couples that wander past making mental comments like That relationship might not last too long or That couple is cute but way too mushy! That sort of thing, you know? I guess it made the pain a little less painful and gave me something to do that day but I still hate Valentine's Day.
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To me, it was just another Valentine's Day (or as I called it 'The Day of Loners Being Lonely') as I sat on the bench chewing nonchalantly on a homemade ham sandwich. This year has been quite busy as several couples have passed me and I've made a few mental comments on those I thought would be worth commenting on and it's only 12:30 in the morning. I take another bite of my sandwich watching as the couples walk off to get a romantic meal somewhere and the lonely people like me and a few couples going on picnic or have already had or having their lunch's later file into the park. I've just spotted a really – and I mean really – soppy couple walking past when I hear footsteps coming towards me. I turn quickly expecting to see Christina walking towards me in a hissy fit but instead I see a boy coming over and sitting next to me. I stare at him in shock. Why would he want to sit next to me? The boy is taller than me – like way taller than me considering the fact that I'm tiny! – With short dark brown hair. I eventually decide that he just sat there by mistake and scoot away from him slightly. I try to turn my attention back to the various couples walking past but I keep getting distracted. This boy who just walked up here and sat next to me keeps glancing at me. Eventually, it gets on my nerves and I break. "Okay, why are you watching me?" I ask irritably turning to full on glare at him.
"I want to know why you're always here on Valentine's Day," He says simply with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. "I always see you sitting here alone and I guess this year I finally got the courage to come up and ask."
"Why is it any of your business?" I say angrily. "Maybe I just sit here because I want to!"
"Yeah," He says, stretching out the end of the word. "But every Valentine's Day? If someone goes to the same place at the same time every year usually means there's a reason."
I mentally curse him and turn my head away. Why does he have to be so infuriatingly annoying? "Well, there is no stupid reason that matters to you, alright?" I reply, my voice is getting louder by the second. "I don't even know your name. Who do you think you are asking me that?"
The boy just smirks at me and starts to chuckle. "Feisty," He comments before clearing his throat. "My name's Four, what's yours?"
I eye him warily before replying. "Beatrice," I say slowly. Usually, I'd make him use my nickname but I don't know him very well.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Beatrice," Four says politely. "Do you mind if I ask one more question?"
"You just did," I say but nod.
"Why are you here every Valentine's Day?" He asks smirking.
I mentally face palm. I should have known that would be his question. I sigh irritably and look atr him in the eyes. "Okay, fine!" I say exasperatedly. "If I tell you, you tell me how you know I sit here every year, deal?"
He nods and says, "Deal!"
"I come here because…I feel lonely," I admit quietly. "Every one of my friends has a boyfriend or girlfriend except from me and Valentine's Day just makes me feel like I'm alone without anyone special."
Four doesn't say anything for a moment, he just nods quietly. "I know you come here every year because I often come to the park to escape the horrors of today, a bit like you really, except, I hide for a different reason." He says. His blue eyes turn so dark they're almost black at the last part.
Instantly, I'm curious why he hides away here every Valentine's Day but I can tell that it's something he doesn't like talking about. "Wow, I didn't think that anyone other than me hated Valentine's Day," I admit.
Four starts to laugh and a small smile appear on his face. It's the first proper smile I've ever seen from him. It's a shy smile like he's surprised anyone would spare the time to look at him. I don't see the reason why he would act that way. As even I have to admit that he's handsome. Don't tell anyone I said that though! He lifts his wrist up and glances at his watch. "Well, as pleasant as this was Beatrice," Four says before I interrupt him.
"Tris," I blurt out. "I prefer to be called Tris."
"Alright then," He says. "As pleasant as talking to you was Tris, I have to go now."
My heart can't help but sink. For once, I was not alone on this god-awful day and now he's leaving. Instead of making a pointless fuss, I just nod and say, "Alright, maybe I'll see you around. I don't know."
He smiles at me again and nods. "Maybe we'll meet again or maybe we won't," He says with a shrug. He turns away from me and starts to walk away, waving at me over his shoulder. After he's gone I have to go through what just happened in my mind. The first thing that my mind says is I have to tell Christina!
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