Tris's POV
Grey clouds in the sky temping to cry as though something sad, something devastating has happened and they are witnessing it. I am Beatrice Prior or as I should say Tris Prior. Today, is the day one of my best friend's, Shauna, wedding party. For some reason, they didn't have it on the day of they're wedding. Then again, it was raining that day the wedding almost didn't go on, but luckily, they chose inside a chapel instead outside.
"Hurry up Tris we are going to be late!" my best friend, Christina, says looking franticly through her purse for her keys. Sometimes I am surprised she even finds them. " Like you care, you normally show up late purposely." I laugh as she runs to the car as though something is chasing her. "Well, this is different Shauna said she won't ever talk to me again if I make it there late like I did on her wedding." I just laugh at the memory of her coming through the door as the bride is halfway the isle, and everyone staring at her as she awkwardly walked to her seat. All of our friends could hardly hold in laughing ,but we quickly shut up when Shauna and Zeke both glared at us.
The car ride there was quiet but, it wasn't long before we reached the neighborhood. We could already hear the music and see the lights pour out of the house. Somehow I guessed Zeke wouldn't have a formal party and throw one like this but, I am wandering how in the world did he get Shauna to agree to this. I guess I will never know. Pulling up to the house Christina stopped the car but didn't unlock it. I glanced at her questionably but, she just said. " Remember Al." and unlocked the car, leaving me confused. Until it clicks, Al and I were still together he was just giving me time to get over my parents.
I get out of the car and walk up to the bricked house. Unknowing how I am going to spend this evening. Once I'm in the house, I walk through the drunk adults to the kitchen deciding not to get drunk, knowing Christina will . I grab a coke out of the fridge ,and as soon as I turn around, I see Zeke and some guy I recognize from the wedding burst through the door. I notice Zeke is highly drunk. Well, I'm glad he doesn't have to drive. What surprised me is that his friend beside him is not even tipsy. I guess he is smart enough unlike the other 98% people here.
"Hey Tris how are you?" Zeke slurs while he walks,well more of sways, over to me. "I am good Zeke, how are you?"I respond amused at his attempt to walk. " I am good Madam. Have you met my buddy over here?" He says with a british while wiggling his eyebrow. I widen my eyes to where I am afraid they my fall out of their socket. Before I could even find my voice , his friend "No, I don't believe we have met ,but remember Zeke I have a girlfriend. And I am pretty sure she has a boyfriend too."
After that I feel a little jumpy, mainly he thought I could have a boyfriend without knowing me. But I also am a little deflated because he has a girlfriend oh well me and Al are perfectly fine. "Right Zeke I do have a boyfriend ,and I most certainly don't need to have my friend's husband hook me up with someone." I say defensively. "Ok sorry about that Trissy I didn't know. Well, I am going to go to the dance floor." And with that he strutted, more like stumbled, out of the kitchen with his friend following. Well, that most certainly was entertaining to me.