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Chapter 4; Tris POV
I stand in the parking lot next to my car waiting for Chris. She soon comes into view she walks towards me and says that she got a ride from someone so she won't be going with me. I try to ask who she got a ride with but she just blushes and walks off. Somehow i get the feeling she's going with Will. I smile to myself and get in my car.
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I walk to the kitchen to see my mom making lunch. She has a crease between her eyebrows and looks worried. "Hi mom" i say, "something wrong? You look worried."Hi hon!" she says turning around to face me "no i'm fine sweetie, why don't you go call your brother and we'll have lunch.' I nod and got o call Caleb.
After lunch I sit on my bed doing homework when i get a text.
C: can i come over?
Me: sure, what time?
C: how about right now?
I look at my window and see Christina standing there. I open the window to let her in "hey. Whats up?" i ask. "Nothing, i was just bored so i decided to come over and i wanted to go shopping" she says. I give her the look and say "fine, i'll get my keys and we'll go".
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We have been at the mall for two hours and we are both loaded with bags full of new clothes, makeup and shoes. Finally we decide to take a break from shopping and grab a bite to eat. We head to the mall food court. Chris goes to get our food while i wait at a table when i see a figure coming towards me. Peter. He has a stupid smirk plastered on his face. "What do you want?" I ask coldly. "Nothing" he says in a sickly sweet voice "how's your father?' he asks. I instantly get suspicious 'why would he ask that'. "He is fine" I reply "Why do you ask?". He suddenly looks at me with mock sympathy, ignoring my questions, "Oh, looks like you haven't been watching the news' his cold eyes glistening. My suspicions are confirmed and i know that something is horribly wrong. I push Peter out of my way and run to Christina. I find her still standing in line. I grab her hand and start running towards the exit. Christina runs to get all of our stuff from the table and quickly returns carrying everything. We start driving home and she keeps shooting me concerned glance. She asks me whats wrong her eyes begging for an explanation but all I can manage to say is "not now". When we reach my house I run through the front door into the living room. My mom is sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the TV, tears streaming down her face. I look at the news and instantly collapse and fall to my knees.
AN: Cliffhanger!
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