AUTHORS NOTE
So since I didn't update for what seemed like forever and I finally have over 100 reviews I thought I'd surprise you guys with another chapter today. I really like this one and hope you do too.
Again there is no Lyric in this chapter for the contest.
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.
TRIS POV
Mrs. Tori steps on the stage and smiles as she says "Hey guys welcome to music class, I'm your teacher Tori; and please don't ever call me Mrs. Tori it makes me feel old." We all laugh and she continues "So today is going to be pretty easy, first we do introductions I want you to state your name, grade, and which instruments you play if there are any. After that we will have an open stage, which means you can just walk up here and sing or play anything you want to at any time. Though you are not obligated to perform today you will eventually have to, we will have open stage twice a week every week and I want everyone to have a chance to play something so I recommend if you are uncomfortable with this to get it over with quickly, does this make sense?" everyone nods, she hops off of the stage and starts at the opposite side for the introductions.
After a few minutes she has finally made it to my group, Uriah starts and says he plays the drums, Marlene is next and she says she sings a little and plays the piano, Shauna says the same, and Zeke says he plays guitar, Christina states that she sings and sometimes plays guitar which makes me laugh because the only time she has played guitar that I know of was at my house when I tried to teach her one day but she got bored quickly and dragged me shopping instead. Four then stands and says, "I'm Four I'm a senior and I play anything with strings, piano, and drums." Wow, he's so talented. All eyes turn to me and I get up slowly and quietly say, "I'm Tris I'm also a senior and I play guitar, piano, and sing a little." Tori nods and makes her way back to the stage, she walks up the steps and announces that open stage has officially begun, no one wants to go first so we all just awkwardly sit there in silence.
Tori finally gets annoyed and stands from her chair she had found during the minutes of completely silent room. She speaks up and says sarcastically "Please guys there isn't enough space for all the volunteers, only one at a time." This makes everyone chuckle lightening the mood a bit but still no one offers to be first, she smirks and declares, "Well if no one wants to start then I guess I'll have to pick someone." I immediately move my eyes to the floor and cross my fingers "please don't pick me, please don't pick me, please don't pick me." I whisper to myself. Its not that I don't think I can play or sing well, it's just the stage is sometimes scary and I am still getting over my stage fright, I've been slowly making progress since freshmen year but I still get a knot in my stomach every time I perform in front of someone.
I glance up at the worst time possible, Tori's eyes are on me, she smirks and says, "Tris, you've been in my class for a while why don't you be the first to take the spot light." I shrug as if its not a big deal and head to the top of the platform stage, I walk straight to the piano deciding I would rather play then sing any day. I take a deep breath and look over at everyone in the crowd staring at me but I only seem to make eye contact with Four; He gives me an encouraging smile and I give one back, I announce quietly into the microphone that is secure on the stand in front of me, "This is a little something I wrote a while ago; I hope you like it. It's called 'When I look at you'" I sit down on the bench glancing at Four one more time before starting my melody. It starts of slowly then quickens the pace as the song goes on. I seem to forget about everything as I watch my hands effortlessly skim up and down the keys. I hum to the beat and close my eyes unintentionally getting lost in the music. As the song finishes I open my eyes and stand up slowly, everyone is still staring at me and I blush before sprinting back down to my seat before I sit down though everyone claps with there eyes still on me.
It takes a minute for their applause to calm down and as soon as they do I sit down and smile. Tori walks back to the center of the stage as she is smiling brightly, she looks at me and states, "Well that was just beautiful! Great job Tris." I nod in appreciation, she then moves her eyes back to the class and asks, "So who wants to be next?" no one answers again and as soon as her eyes scan the crowd I see them land on Four and he gets a sad look on his face, Tori asks, "Four?" his breath hitches and it seems I am the only one to notice because everyone else is smiling and pushing him to do it. He stands up and walks to the stage very slowly, when he reaches the middle he takes the microphone from Tori's out stretched hand he smiles to her then speaks through the mic, "I really don't think I can compete with what Tris just performed but here is a song that I wrote a few years ago before I … well I guess before I got noticed." I blush at his compliment for me and he looks at me with a cute smirk before turning and picking up the guitar from its stand next to him. He strums it a couple times making sure it is tuned then smiles and says, "Here goes nothing." It starts out with a slow intro, not anything like his normal music but its really beautiful and seems to catch everyone off guard. He starts to sing and I am sucked in to every lyric, every note that comes from him makes my heart warm and my head cloud up.
See you calling again
I don't wanna pick up, no, oh
I've been laying in bed
Probably thinking too much, oh, oh
Sorry I'm not sorry for the times
I don't reply, you know the reason why
Maybe you shouldn't come back
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me
Tired of being so sad,
Tired of getting so mad, baby
Stop right now,
You'll only let me down, oh, oh
Maybe you shouldn't come back
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me
Trying not to forget,
Should be easier than this oh, oh
And all the birthdays you've missed
I was only a kid oh, oh
Sorry I'm not sorry for the times
I don't reply, you know the reason why
Maybe you shouldn't come back
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me
Tired of being so sad,
Tired of getting so mad, baby
Stop right now,
You'll only let me down, oh, oh
Maybe you shouldn't come back
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me
To me
Sorry I'm not sorry for the times
Maybe you shouldn't come back
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me
Tired of being so sad,
I'm tired of getting so mad, baby
Stop right now,
You'll only let me down, oh, oh
Maybe you shouldn't come back
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me
We all stare in all, usually his songs are about being in love or having a good time but this song was so emotional, so real, I could feel the hurt in his voice that makes me want to hold him in my arms and just tell him that everything will be ok. I have no clue who the song was about but obviously it tore him to pieces that they had left him and it made me tear up just to see it. He puts the guitar back and at that point everyone is standing and clapping for him, including me. He walks back down the stairs and I see him wipe his face quickly, he is so much more real then I had ever thought. Everyone always thinks he is so different but the truth is he has pain, he has secrets, and he doesn't always get everything he wants. He is just like us.
He sits down again and we all do the same thing, but we never take our eyes off of him. Tori again takes middle stage and says, "Wow, that was incredible Four." He smiles but it doesn't quite meet his eyes like it normally does. Which makes me sad. He puts his head down and before Tori has a chance to call on another person the bell rings, everyone exits quickly and I do as I usually do and stay behind so I don't have to cram through the door, I guess Four had the same idea because he is also still sitting in his chair. I walk the few steps to him and sit down; I smile and say, "That was absolutely beautiful." He looks up from his shoes to me and looks in my eyes; only then do I see tears coming slowly from his own. I don't say anything, just stand up and wrap my arms around his neck, he snuggles his head in the crook of mine and silently cries.
We stay there quietly but comfortably for the remainder of the break in between classes, we break apart when we hear the first bell signaling that we have 5 minutes before class starts; I look at him and say, "What class do you have next?" he reaches in his pocket and takes out his crumbled up schedule he looks back up with a small smile, "Free period how about you?" I take his hand in mine and lift him from his chair while I say, "Same, come on." He laughs and wipes his face with his sleeve; he stops before we exit the auditorium and asks, "Does it look like I've been crying?" I look towards him and scan his entire face, his features are a little red but everything else seems to be as perfect as usual, I think I might just play with him a little though. I give him a look full of pity and say, "Well, yeah. Kind of." His eyes pop open and he turns quickly around embarrassed, I chuckle a bit and lift my hand to his face and turn it back to me and say quietly, "I'm kidding, you look as tough as a cookie." He smiles a little and I take that as my cue to move my hand away from his chin and change direction again back to the door, I open it and walk out knowing that Four will follow me without question.
I make my way out of the school with Four on my heels, I stop abruptly and look both left and right trying to decide if I want to head to the woods or the football field, Four takes this time to finally ask, "Where are we going?" I laugh and decide to just go to the football field for now; without answering I walk in that direction and see that the only people here seems to be a few freshmen that are either skipping their class or have free period, I walk to the top of the bleachers on the far side and slide to the edge, I wait for Four to sit next to me as I see him a little bit behind, I smile as he scoots onto the bench our knees and shoulders barely touching.
We sit silently for a few minutes before he starts the conversation with, "I'm really sorry for, you know; crying and all." I look at him and see he is already looking at me, I simply say, "There is nothing to be sorry for, obviously that song meant a lot to you and the person you wrote it for is missing out on an amazing guy." He blushes and looks down, I take this time to look at him and just examine his defined features, right now he looks like a boy, a hurt, scared little boy; as apposed to his usual big bad man persona. He glances at me probably realizing that I hadn't taken my eyes off of him yet, now its my turn to blush and turn away from him, he just laughs and looks out at the field in front of us, he gets up and takes my hand in his before rushing back down the stairs, I laugh the whole way down and eventually we make it to the green grass.
As we catch our breath I look at him wondering why he wanted to come down here. He steps behind me and slowly slides off my jacket, I turn my head to him and he says, "I want to see this amazing triple back flip you got over the summer." I giggle and state, "I never said it was amazing." He nods and looks down with a smile on his face then he sees my arm and I try to hide it behind my back but he gently grabs it and inspects every inch of my inked skin, with out looking at my face he says more then asks, "You have a tattoo?" I slide my arm from his hand and whisper, "Yeah." He looks up to me a smile etched on his face as he states, "Me too, but its on my back." I breathe a sigh of relief that he isn't disgusted with me and turn around with out replying. I stretch my arms quickly and glance at him, "You ready?" he smiles again and says, "Ready." I turn forward, close my eyes as I take a deep breath, I open my eyes and suddenly start running I throw my round off then go into my first, second, and third backflip, then easily go into my newly perfected full and land it with a wide smile. Four jogs to where I am and says, "You definitely need to start saying amazing when you talk about that."
:) So much Fourtris so little time haha I hope you liked it, please R&R! The song Tris played was 'When I look at you' by Miley Cyrus and the song Four sang was 'Shouldn't come back' by Demi Lovato.
Love you all,
~Faith
