Five Bands, One Week Chapter 10, a divergent trilogy fanfic

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Four's in bold, Tris is regular-

Chapter 10
Four's Point of View:

How can you see into my eyes like open doors?

Leading you down into my core,
Where I've become so numb.
Without a soul,
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold.
Until you find it there
And lead it back home.

Wake me up
Wake me up inside,
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside,
Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Wake me up
Bid my blood to run,
I can't wake up
Before I come undone,
Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become.

Now that I know what I'm without,
You can't just leave me, breathe
Into me and make me real,
Bring me to life.

Bring me to life,
I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside
Bring me to life

Frozen frozen inside without you touch
Without your love, darling.
Only only you are life among the dead.

All this time I can't believe I couldn't see,
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me.

I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems,
Got to open my eyes to everything.

Without a thought without a voice without a soul,
Don't let me die here,
There must be something more!

Bring me to life.

Wake me up
Wake me up inside,
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside,
Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Wake me up
Bid my blood to run,
I can't wake up
Before I come undone,
Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become.

Bring me to life

I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside!

Bring me
Bring me to life

I'm playing my guitar and sining backup for Tris. She's doing great. I am so glad she's in the band. Patrick thought we should stick with our style but try to take turns singing so we save our voices. Which is a great idea. We are lucky to have two people who can sing. So if something happened, then we have someone else able to sing. He was saying that we could work something out so we are both singing, whether its switching everyday or song. Her voice is that good where she could sing high and low and sound great. So if a problem was to occur she could sing one of the songs I sing. I could too, but not as good as Tris, so I'm hoping she's good for the entire week.

We play a few more songs and Fall Out Boy makes more comments. At one point, Tris and I took a break to rest our voices, when Uriah just started playing a drum solo. Zeke joined in playing along. I could see where this was going, so I took my phone out and started to record it. Tris and I looked at each other and joined in. I grabbed my guitar and she ran to the piano. My fingers run up and down the neck of the guitar, playing different notes and chords. They rub across the strings, making me feel unstoppable. We don't even notice Fall Out Boy coming back from the bathroom. Us four are just looking at each other, smiling. When we finish, I rush back to my phone and end the recording.

"You recorded that?" Zeke says to me, padding me on the back.
"Yeah. I thought we did great too." I reply.
"Well that was a good idea. I never would have thought to do that."
"I know, that's why I did it." I laugh and squeeze his shoulder and sit down with the rest of the band next to me, breathing heavily.

"That was great." Andy says. "Great start Uriah. You got the whole thing started." He high fives Uriah and Uriah has the biggest smile I have every seen.
"And it was great how you guys joined in." Joe says.
"Thanks." we say at the same time. The we laugh.
"You know, we should make lyrics to that and have that be our opening song. That would surprise the audience and get more votes." Tris says. Then everyone looks at both of us.
"What?" We say.
"You know you guys are the best at writing songs. Uriah and I suck." Zeke says, and everyone nods.
"Okay, we don't want you guys to get too tired, so lets end this session. We have the whole rest of the week. You guys should go out to eat and hang out together tonight. Its only 4:00. That should be enough time to get ready and head to a restaurant. And it leaves time for pictures and autographs. If you want votes, you gotta be good to your fans. Its been a while since we've been able to just hang out. Four, Tris, make sure your thinking of lyrics. Do stuff to think of ideas to trig your childhood memories to get the feel you want. I would make it a duet too. That would get your fans going and I heard a quieter part in the song for Tris to sing higher as is its another point of view or something. Do what ever you want. Add rap, whatever you want. But make it good." Pete says and with that they say their goodbyes and leave.

We head back to our rooms and I can hear a commotion in the girls room. I think they are trying to get Tris in a dress. I know the guys have the same suspicions because we all start laughing. I look at what I'm wearing and think its fine for dinner. I look in the mirror to make sure and I see Zeke walk up behind me.

"You look good. Its your style and it makes Tris blush. We are wearing the same thing, but our own style. I don't know about the girls though. I'm pretty sure Tris is going to win the fight. She matched you and it made you guys look cute. I still haven't forgotten about this morning. You guys will get together." He smirks at me. I turn around looking straight at him glaring. But it doesn't last long, because I know he's right. Soon there is a small smile on my face and I have to turn around before Zeke can see.

"I know your smiling and blushing dude, I'm not an idiot. And your in front of a mirror, did you forget." He says laughing.

I walk away and sit on my bed when the door crashes open and Tris comes in slamming and locking it shut. She takes a deep breath and walks over to sit next to me on my bed. I see that her clothes have not been toughed but her makeup is fixed up.

"I think you look better without the makeup." I whisper in her ear and lean back on my bed.
"Four what did you do to her?" Uriah says.

She's looking at me blushing and her mouth is open with her eyes wide with shock. Its nice to know I have that effect on her. Maybe that means I have a chance with her. Soon she leans back and lies next to me. I just wish I could hold her against me. I take out my phone and make reservations for a nearby restaurant for 6:00 knowing we will stay have ti wait for food and end up eating at 6:30 or 7:00. I lean up, knowing we have about 1 until we need to leave.

I sit up and grab my laptop. I open up documents. Then I write to Tris.

Wanna start the song?

I show her the message and she laughs taking my laptop.

Sure. Now lets think.

I take my laptop back and put it between us. For the next hour, we are saying ideas back and forth just to be declined because its stupid. And we both know that all of our ideas are stupid.

We head to the restaurant, while stopping to sign autographs and take pictures, and head inside the building. We head to our table and make small talk while waiting for our food. I soon make a joke, making fun of Uriah, and I look over rot see Tris laughing. Just looking at her struck something inside me. And that's when I got it. I knew what we could write the song about.