Hello everyone, sorry for the long time for waiting for this update. I have come up with the idea of a schedule but it isn't finalized, I am thinking about updating on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. It might change due to my time, but in the mean time, enjoy!

Chapter 11: Two Truths and a Lie

Awkward. That is the word that describes how things have been between Jack and I. I know what he really wants to have sex, but, I'm only in the tenth grade. Loosing my virginity is the last thing on my mind. I know that he gets upset whether I have to stop him and he has to deal with his. . . situation by himself in the bathroom but, I don't want to loose it. . . not now.

I finish putting on the black crew-neck shirt that matches the black skinny jeans and my black timberlands, I put my name tag on and I leave from the locker room going to the front. I tie on my half apron that only holds pens, straws, napkins, and of course my book to take orders. I leave my hair down and go towards the front of the shop where I see a few people getting set down by Marlene who has a happy smile on her face. Here, at work, it is a perfect blend of all of us so that each customer get what they need considering how they act. Lynn is blunt when she needs to be, Marlene is always happy, Christina is good at giving suggestions, Shauna is good at multitasking, and I am good at being tough and quick.

"My section." Christina rolls her eyes, going towards her section where a family of three are set at. Usually during the day is where some of the young people come to hang out or get cups of coffee, at night is where the rowdy high schoolers and college students come to eat and drink. We don't whip out the alcohol until the night to keep it kid-friendly during the day. I continue to chew on my gum and sit at the far end of the counter, doing some of my homework.

"Tris, there's some people at your section." Shauna tells me walking past with two plates of burgers and fries. Even though the Pit hasn't been out long, we are famous for our burgers, fries, and cake. The cake is amazing and is prepared by one of our chefs in the back, Bud. Bud is really nice to hang out with, he is in his early thirties but has the spirit of a teenager. I let out a groan and pop my gum. I walk over there to see Uriah, Zeke, Will, and Four sitting at a booth that is close to the window. A smile forms on my face at the fact that I don't have an obnoxious group.

"Hey," I wave at them, getting out my notepad scribbling down their table number. "What can I get for you?" I ask and they start to order their food, once they ar finished I take it to bud for him to make. They all end up getting the same thing which is burgers, fries, and shakes. I make their strawberry milkshakes, and Four's specific Chocolate only. I place their drinks on the tray and walk towards them.

"Food should be out soon." I tell them, handing their shakes.

"Where's Marlene?" Uriah asks looking around the diner.

I shrug my shoulders, "I don't know Uriah. Let me just pull out my Marlene-o-meter and search for her." I tell him sarcastically, "I will find your crush, just give me a second." I say as his cheeks start to form a light pink. He glares at me as she walks past us, waving at everyone. Four laughs and taps Uriah on the arm playfully which is totally out of character for him.

"I heard there is a meeting with Mrs. Matthews coming up." Will says and we groan. All we need is a two hour meeting with that evil lady, "I'm on the verge of just sticking my finger down my throat and say that I caught the flew or something."

"You?" I exclaim laughing, "How about me! I'm right behind you." I say raising my eyebrows as there is the annoying ding at the front door signaling that someone is here and ready to be seated.

"Tris!" I hear Bud shout and Christina walks past me groaning as she goes to the party of five.

"My feet are killing me." She grumbles passing past me, Will follows her and I smile walking past the dining counter into the back to get the boys food.

"Bye Bud! By Erin! Bye Lisa!" I shout walking out of the clean diner, waving my hand at them. I turn around and abruptly run into a tall figure, I groan at the pain forming on my boob and I look up to see Four standing there. "Excuse me!" I exclaim touching his rock hard arm, I instantly pull it away as my face starts to blush seriously. I get so nervous around him, it seems like I need to impress him and of course me being so inexperienced with a lot of things, I probably make myself look like a fool.

"It's okay, I'm sure that I hurt you more than you hurt me." He says the sound of his NorthFace wind-breaker jacket swishing against his covered torso. "I bet you are wondering what I am doing here. . . I just wanted to know if you wanted to go out to Starbucks with me. . . I know girls are into that type of stuff." He says making a huge smile form on my face. He smiles at me too.

"What do you mean, 'Girls are into that type of stuff' I can be different." I say smiling at him. "And, it's eight at night, why Starbucks?"

"Well, I know that girls are in love with Starbucks, I don't know what else to choose unless you want to go to somewhere I like. . . like, a food place. Then, I just wanted to talk to you. . . get to know you better." He says.

"I really wish that I could. . . but, Christina is waiting for me." I say pointing down at yellow cab. . . that isn't there anymore. I furrow my eyebrows, turning back to Four.

"I told her to go ahead, hoping that you would take me up on your offer." He says as a gush of cold wind slaps me in the face making me shiver in my small cardigan. . . I really hate the Fall. "I know you are probably thinking that I am some stalkerish, crazy, rapist, killer guy. But, I just simply want to take you to get some coffee so we could talk more."

A small frown spreads on my lips, "I don't want Nita getting upset at me for getting coffee with her boyfriend." I say raising my eyebrows at him as we start to slowly walk down the street. "I really don't feel like arguing."

"She isn't my girlfriend." Four practically spits, his own eyebrows furrowing, "She wants to be, but her perfume is too strong, her clothes are too short and she doesn't have a good spirit." He shrugs his shoulders, as we near a black Hummer.

"This is your car?" I ask in disbelief. . . calm down, Beatrice. Why do you always get worked up when you see someone with a car? Maybe because I don't have one.

"Yeah, do you want to go. . . or I can take you back to the campus." He shrugs his shoulders. A smile forms across my face and I nod my head, getting into his large truck. I strap on my seat-belt and wait for Four to get into the car, my phone makes a ding and when I look down I see I have a text from Jack.

Hola everyone, sorry for the long wait. . . and for the cliff-hanger.

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