Two weeks later:
BEEP
BEEP
BEEP
BEE-
I wake up to the annoying sound of the alarm clock. I bring my fist down and smack it hard against the alarm clock. I close my eyes and sigh.
I've been trying to accept the fact that my family is dead and that I have no one left. I must fend for myself. I miss my mom so much. I remember the times she would come into my room and caress my hair softly; gently whispering in my ear that it is time to get up. When she would make me breakfast. Tears spring to my eyes at the memories. Some days I forget that my family is dead, thinking it's just a horrible nightmare but to wake up to the sudden realization that they are indeed gone.
I slowly get out of bed and go to the bathroom and turn the shower on to a perfect temperature. I let the hot water drop onto my back as my tears mix with the shower water. I allow myself ten more seconds of weakness and then I'll be strong. No more tears. I count to ten and force my tears to stop. I shampoo and condition my hair and wash my body. I turn the water off and step onto the cold tile.I shiver as I wrap myself in my towel. I dry myself off and get dressed in a plain black shirt with dark skinny jeans. I wear combat boots and apply mascara and some blush. I braid my hair and leave the bathroom.
I walk into the kitchen and look in the fridge and cabinets for anything good to eat but find nothing. I sigh as I grab my keys, along with my wallet and phone then walk out the door.
The cool wind blows in my face as I walk to the local diner. I step inside and take a seat on one of the booths. I look outside and think of my family once again. I was so deep in thought that I did not notice my waitress talking to me.
"I'm sorry what was that?" I ask, heat rushing into my cheeks.
"I was just asking you what you would like to drink and eat miss," replies the waitress.
"Oh yes of course. I'll have a cup of coffee and blueberry pancakes with sausage please."
"Okay. I'll have that out as soon as possible."
"Thank you," I mumble as she walks away.
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I hurriedly walk down the sidewalk as I try to get to work as soon as possible. I'm running late because I had foolishly fallen asleep on the booth.
I suddenly bump into a hard wall and fall backwards. I brace myself for the fall that's sure to come but it never does. Instead, I feel strong, warm arms wrap around my waist and help me up. I look up to see the most gorgeous pair of ocean blue eyes I had ever seen.
"I,I'm really sorry I wasn't watching where I'm going an-" I'm cut off by a chuckle.
"No it's fine. I should have been more careful." Responds the bo- I mean man.
I blush as I meet his eyes once more. I allow myself to look him over. He has light brown hair that curls at the base of his neck with a slightly hooked nose, and a spare upper lip and full bottom lip. His eyes. Oh his eyes. They're a beautiful blue color that makes you feel like you're being drowned in a sea. I could get lost in them.
I realize I've been staring too long when I hear his throat clear. I blush crimson.
"My names Four," he says.
"Tris Prior."I respond.
"Well Tris, why're you in such a hurry?"
"I'm late for work. So if you don't mind I just get going." I say, starting to walk away.
I feel an arm wrap around mine and pulling me towards a hard chest.
"I'll take you. Let's go to my car," he whispers.
"No, it's fine I'll just walk. Really it's no problem."
"I want to take you."
"Fine," I give in.
He smiles and puts his hand on the small of my back, leading me to his car. I surprise myself by not pulling away.
He drives me to work and stops the car. I try to get out but he locks the door. We stare at each other until he finally breaks the silence.
"Let me give you my number. I want to get to know you," he says.
I blush immediately and stutter.I take a deep breath.
In once again surprise myself by saying, "Okay." And enter it in his phone. He does the same to mine.
"It was nice meeting you Tris. I'll be seeing you soon," he winks.
"Nice meeting you too. Thanks for the ride."
"Any time."
I get out and blow out a breath I didn't known was holding. For the rest of the day I find myself thinking about the blue eyed boy.
Hi people.
this is the second chapter. I decided I'm going to keep working on it.
Thanks to whoever reads this boring piece of shit.
It's 2:30am so excuse any bad grammar.
Stay Brave
Stay Fearless
And stay Dauntless.