I'm back! Did you miss me? Actually, don't answer that! I know the answer already! OF COURSE YOU DID! ;) Lol
So sorry for not updating! I was away, and then a whole bunch of school shit happened!
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Disclaimer:
Tris: You don't own me! So you can't tell me what to do! Ha!
Me: Yes, I know I don't own you, but I can tell you what to do! So... yeah. I don't own Divergent. :)
TRIS POV
It's been three months since Four and I broke up, and I really miss him. His smile, his laugh, his eyes. I don't see him very often, and according to Zeke and Uriah he hardly socializes anymore. Sometimes, I wish I never ended it, and then I remember how he was kissing Melody, the school slut. The talent show is next week, and us girls know what we're doing. We're going to sing a Taylor Swift song, but we haven't quite decided yet. The only thing we've decided is that I can choose it because I'm singing it. I'm thinking of choosing a song about how I feel about Four. I'm hoping he'll be there to hear it, and I think he is, because I overheard the guys talking to Shauna and Marlene about how they were gonna sing, and Four was a part of it. I wonder what they're singing, but I guess I'm going to have to just wait and see. Today we're going clothes shopping for it, and I am so not excited.
"Ready for shopping?" Christina squeals, right in my ears. Why is she always doing that?
"Nope! But I never will be, so I suppose we'd better go now." I smirk at the frown on her face, and she drags me by the arm to her car, where Marlene and Shauna are waiting. She unlocks it, and I take the shotgun seat, with Shauna and Marlene sitting in the back. We get to the store, and go inside. I just kind of stand there awkwardly, until Christina comes back and shoves about five dresses in my hands. She has three to try on for herself, and Marlene and Shauna each have two. I try on the first one, and it goes down to the floor. It's black faux leather, with a sweetheart neckline. Down to my knees it's tight, but then it flows out. I zip it up at the side, and step out of the change room. The girls gasp.
"That looks amazing on you!" Christina sounds really excited. I smile, happy that they think that.
"Thanks, but just one question. Why is the dress so long?"
"Because then it looks more elegant." I shrug, what do I know of fashion?
"Are you guys gonna try anything on?" I ask, pointing to the dresses in their hands. They all nod, and we step into change rooms all next to each other. I try on the next one. This one is still floor length. Actually, I think they all are, but it's really dark blue. It also has a sweetheart neckline, but above that is black lace, so it's got straps. Good, I won't be so worried about it falling off. This one's tight to the waist, and then it poofs out like a ball gown. I don't really like it, besides the colour. I go out of the change room, and the other girls do too. They all look stunning. Christina's dress is black, and tight. It goes down to her knees, with a slit up the right side. It has spaghetti straps. Marlene's is also black, and goes down to the knees, but it has blue stripes going up the sides. It's a sweetheart neckline. Shauna's is black also, with dark pink, almost purple straps. It goes down to the knees, and is tight.
"Guys?" I think I like my first dress, and you guys should get those ones.
I'm waiting backstage in my black dress and black flats, microphone in hand.
"Next up… Tris, Christina, Shauna, and Marlene!" The announcer, Mr. Max says. The four of us walk up onto the stage, and I can feel all eyes on me, making me self-conscious. Shauna grabs the electric guitar at the back of the stage, and Christina sits at the piano, while Marlene goes over to the drum set. I stand on the big 'X' in the middle of the stage, and hear my friends start to play behind me. I take a deap breath, and start to sing.
(A/N normal is Tris, bold is Christina, underlined is Shauna, and italics is Marlene)
I'm so glad you made time to see me.
How's life? Tell me how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while.
You've been good, busier than ever,
We small talk, work and the weather,
Your guard is up and I know why.
Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind.
You gave me roses and I left them there to die.
So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night,"
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.
These days I haven't been sleeping,
Staying up, playing back myself leavin'.
When your birthday passed and I didn't call.
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,
I watched you laughing from the passenger side.
Realized I loved you in the fall.
And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Goodbye".
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night."
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
I miss your tanned skin, your sweet smile,
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry.Maybe this is wishful thinking,
Probably mindless dreaming,
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right.
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't.
So if the chain is on your door I understand.
But this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night."
And I go back to December...
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
All the time. (That was Marlene, Shauna, and Christina)
We finish the song, and I look at Four. I hope he knows the song was for him. He catches me looking at him, and he gives me a small smile. He smiles back, and I turn to Mr. Max, who has started to speak.
"Excellent job girls. You may exit the stage. Next up…" he looks at the paper in his hand.
"Four, Zeke, Uriah, and Will!" The four girls stand at the very front of the crowd, right in front of the stage as the guys go onto the stage. Four replaces my spot, Zeke has the electric guitar Shauna was using, Uriah on drums, and Will on acoustic guitar. They start to play, and I instantly recognise the song.
(A/N: Four is normal, Zeke is italics, Uriah is underlined, and Will is bold.)
Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go
Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fastYou see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies
But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fastWell you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
'Cause you loved her too much
And you dived too deep
Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go (oh, oh, ooh, oh no)
And you let her go (oh, oh, ooh, oh no)
Will you let her go?
'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her goOnly know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go
I'm speechless. Was Four singing that for me? I feel someone tap my shoulder, and I turn around. Four. I half smile, and he gives me a half smile in return. He leans down, and whispers in my ear:
"Can we talk?" I nod, and follow him out of the crowded auditorium into the empty hallway. When we get out, I look at him, willing him to speak.
"I still like you Tris."
CLIFFY! I am so evil…. :)
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~Cat
