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Chapter 6.
Four POV
"Stop laughing!"
I laugh harder, unable to help myself. It's her fault anyway, she was the one who wanted to find her ancient DS. After destroying her room, and having no luck finding it, she had gone downstairs to look in the cupboard below the stairs. I had only gone down when I heard a shriek. Turns out she had seen something move, then banged her head on the sealing. So here we are, in the kitchen, with Tris sitting on the floor, with a bad of frozen peas on the back of her head.
She glares at me then turns her head, trying to not let me see her smile. I shake my head, smiling, then walk towards the cabinet in look for some paracetamol. After waking up this morning rather uncomfortable, which isn't surprising as I was on the floor, but with no head ache, I thought I got away with not having a hangover, but after all this laughter, that isn't the case.
"Sure, make yourself at home." I turn around to see Tris now playing on the toy. Turns out her brother had it in his room. Pretending I didn't hear her, I grab the tablets and get a glass of water, then slide down the wall, sitting next to her.
"Why are you on the floor?"
"Why did you join me?"
"Wow, Tris, what a great answer."
"So is yours."
I swear I get nowhere with this girl. And also nowhere as in if I don't make her move we'll be sat here all day. No way in hell am I spending the whole of today watching Tris win every single game of 50CC Mario cart, I'd rather actually enjoy my day. And seeming we have pretty decent weather, I'm not wasting it. So, I snatch the game out her hand before she processes what's happening and walk out toward the hall way to grab my coat.
I also grab Tris' while she starts winning. "What the hell, Four? I was totally going to win that." She says coming into view. I chuck her coat at her, motioning to put it on. She looks at me confused, but for once doesn't question anything. I make my way to the bus stop, slowing down a bit for Tris' short legs to catch up. I wouldn't normally use public transport, but I've found that it's cheaper to just get a day rider into town then having to pay to park.
We wait for the bus, Tris' questions now flowing out of her. By me not telling her where we're going, she seems to think I'm taking her somewhere a bit more extravagant then going into the centre. I block her out, now hoping that the bus actually comes on time, sometimes Tris is worse than Christina.
I reach into my back pocket, grabbing my phone out to look at the time. But before I can even turn it on, it's no longer in my hand. I look at Tris who's already staring at me. I look at her, eye brows raised, "That was rude."
She scrunches hers, showing her confusion, "How am I rude? You're the one who was on your phone whilst I was talking to you."
I shake my head before talking, "First of all, I wouldn't call what you were doing talking, and second, I was checking the time." I finish with my finger pointing at the bus timetable. I stare at Tris, until she gives me a smile, then letting her hair fall in front of her face. I laugh at her, knowing that she knows I was right.
I turn my head as I hear the bus approach, I see Tris' hand raise, signalling the bus to stop. We get on, with me paying the right price for an adult, but Tris passing as an under fifteen so getting on for half the price. She smiles up to me, then turns to go up the stairs.
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"So what do you want to do?" I ask, stopping at the traffic lights.
I see Tris look up at me then shakes her head and turns back to looking at the red man. "So you drag me all the way out here and have nothing planned? Nice, Four."
As soon as the lights turn read, we start to walk across the road. "Well I didn't want to be stuck in a house all day watching you play a game five year old Uriah could win." I retort back, watching her fascial expression go from agitated to content. She nods, then proposes we get something to eat, then figure out what to do for the rest of the day.
But instead of going into the main shopping centre, Tris decides that we'll get some food on the water front. So we head towards the docks.
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"Either you pay £15 on some fancy meal that is probably only half decent, or you can get fish and chips for like a fiver, and people wonder why this is always my first choice?"
Waiting altogether seems to open up Tris' opinion and voice, when she starts rambling she doesn't stop, I guess I could say the same for myself, but I seem to only do it when my nerves kick in. Instead of answering, I look forward to see the people in front of us have moved out the way, waiting for their order, the man behind the till looks up, then smiles at Tris as we make our way to the front.
"Hi, Tris," He says, never once looking in my direction. Tris looks up from her purse, then smiles.
"Oh, hey Al! I didn't know you worked Saturdays?" Tris replies, now making easy conversations with him, I'm guessing they know each other well. i look at Tris, then back to the man, even though it shouldn't, her and him interacting so effortlessly makes me really dislike the him. But I'm overthinking it, right? I mean, it's only small talk, Tris is just good at taking to people, maybe she's not even close with this 'Al'.
But what makes me even more wary of his intentions is the way he looks at her, like she's the only person in the shop. "Want the usual?" He asks.
Tris nods, taking out £10, then hands it to Al, "But make it for two."
At this, I finally get his attention. Now I can finally see what he actually looks like, not just his side view. He has a kind face with very dark brown eyes and thick eyebrows, he's large with large features. Just by looking at him, it seems like he could break an arm, and right now it looks like he wants to break mine.
I smile at him, happy to know that he's annoyed that I'm with Tris on this side of the counter, and he's serving us on the other. He gives Tris a tight smile, then starts working on our order. I move towards the window, then lean against it, "Does that kid go to our school?" I ask, hoping my voice doesn't betray me.
Tris looks at me, then says, "Who, Al? Yeah, he's in our year and hangs around with us most of the time, but because next year he's going into an apprenticeship, he gets to takes days off of school to go out with his work, he should be back in on Monday though."
I nod, not trying to show how disappointed I am to hear that. If Al has a thing for Tris, then this is going to become awkward a lot faster than I had hoped.
We wait about five minutes, then Tris grabs the bag and we start to head towards the door, I open it and wait for Tris to walk out with the food, but when I realise she isn't following, I turn back and see Al whispering to her, with his hand holding her upper arm. She looks confused, but I'm too far away to hear what's being said. But that doesn't really matter as I'll just ask Tris what he said in a minute.
"You coming, Tris?" I say, opening the door back up. She gives me a grateful smile, says bye to Al, then walks towards the door. I smile at her as she passes me, then turn to look at Al, the smile never leaving my face. He scowls, then goes back behind the counter.
I follow Tris to a bench overlooking the docks. We sit down, then I turn towards her, "What was that all about?"
Tris smiles, moves further up the bench, then puts the chips in between us. "Al's had this crush on me since we were in like year seven, never told me, but with his constant wanting to be with me and touch me and talk to me he makes it obvious, and Will also told me. Which is actually pretty nasty now I think about it." She laughs, then carries on, "So, when I come into his work place with a boy, you can guess what was going through his head."
I nod at this, if it were the other way around and I was behind the counter, I would definitely not like Al. But that won't stop me from being with Tris. I smile to myself, now happy that I've finally admitted it, right now, that's all I want. Even though it hasn't even been a week yet, just being with her is like waking up, every time I'm around her I get bursts of energy that doesn't die out until we're not together anymore. I forget everything when with her, it's her and I, nothing and no one else is needed. I just hope these feelings aren't only mine.
A/N- Okay, I know it's been like even longer then I usually am with updating, and for the past month or so this fanfiction had always been on my mind, but I just didn't have the motivation to finish this chapter, the start of this chapter was written like two months ago. Anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter, and because it's mostly just Four and Tris, it should make up for the lack of chapters? And I know say this a lot, but because I started to enjoy writing this fanfic whilst doing it, I won't be as long to update next time, in the next week or so maybe?
Eunice339-
· In the UK, 16 year olds can join the cadets, which Zeke and Four were taking part in. Obviously you have to be 18 to join the actual military, but that's all I really know on the subject of the armed forces. I don't actually know if you can only take a year of training or if the school will allow you a whole year off, it just fit in with the group being together more. If I'd put Zeke, Shauna and Four two years above, I couldn't do as much as I want because years don't really interact, well at my school at least. I do know boys in the upper years going straight into the cadets when they finish year 11, so my ages are probably not accurate.
· ICT stands for information and communication technologies. All you really do is make animations, websites and in the end you get a GCSE for the work you do in class. All it really is is a class messing around on computers for like an hour. Well to me at least, I don't like ICT.
· Sixth Form is where you do you're A levels. A levels are like a step up from your GCSE's, you need A levels to get into an university. A levels last two years, and at my school you pick four subjects, then drop one in your final year. Sixth form is where you actually think about what you want to do when you're older. The Sixth Form can be part of the school, like mine, or it can be a Sixth Form Collage, where it's its own school. The one Caleb goes to is part of the school the rest of the group go to. So basically Sixth Form is the last two years of an American high school. Caleb doesn't wear school uniform because you can say the Sixth form is a school in its own rights, so there's no need to wear the uniform anymore. It's also kind of like 'you're basically adults now, so why not wear your own clothes'. Which isn't the best to be honest as my sisters moan every morning about trying to find something to wear, so they end up just putting on their old leaver's jumper.
I hope this answers your questions, but I don't know how well I am at explaining things like this, if you do have any more questions feel free to ask, but as it's shown, I'm not all that knowledgeable on a quite a few things!