a/n: okay, so I'm back. I know I promised to update last week, but it was a bad week for me, and just a lot of stuff happened. I'm very very sorry, but I needed to focus on my real life for a couple of days. Anyways, thank you to Guest, Guest, FourHerDivergentPrince, PennyPretty, Anonymous Girl Gamer, Charms22, and LanaTobiasFailAtWriting for reviewing. Thanks to FourHerDivergentPrince for favoriting and following. Now, let's get into the chapter, shall we?
Disclaimer: My name is Bianca M, not Veronica R. Divergent doesn't belong to me.
Chapter Eleven: Suspicious Occurrences
I step out of the main building, and walk down the path to the Braille building. My mind isn't on where I'm going, and my cane catches the curb before I do. I head into class a little late, but Ms. Johanna has always been lenient. She sits at the table, waiting on me to come over. I sit across from her, and she starts class immediately.
"Can you read this sentence for me, Tris?"
"The... dog... ran... across... the... street." I stammer out. Reading Braille isn't easy. It's nowhere near as easy as reading print, and that's a scientific fact.
"Very good." Ms. Johanna praises, nodding in approval.
"But look at me. I suck at reading this. How can I read a book, if I can't even read six ^words?"
"You are making incredible progress. You'll be reading books in no time. Tris, you need to stop doubting yourself. Confidence will get you farther than doubt ever will. Take a risk; trust yourself. Amazing things will come of it."
"Yeah, I guess. I guess I stopped trusting myself a long time ago."
"Maybe you need to rebuild that trust. I know you can."
"I'll try."
"Good. I'm glad."
Luckily, she lets the subject drop. After class, I go to the dorms, and do my homework. I am absolutely opposed to homework. If kids are going to be creative, smothering us with assignments is the worst thing you can do. We should be told to do creative things, find an outlet we enjoy, and use it to express ourselves, not to find X.
I've just finished my math homework when the door opens, and Tobias enters. He sits on my bed, and pulls me to him. I lay my head on his chest, and close my eyes wearily.
"Bad day?" he asks, running his fingers through my hair.
"Yeah."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Not really."
"Okay. I'm here, if you ever change your mind." That's one of the many things I love about Tobias: he doesn't force you to talk. He respects it if you want to keep some things to yourself.
"Thank you, Tobias."
"Of course, Beautiful."
"I'm not beautiful."
"Yes, you are. Don't ever say differently4 ,y are the most beautiful person I have ever seen."
"How about you?" I ask, needing to change the subject off my beauty, or lack there of.
"It was decent."
"That's good."
"Yeah."
"Wanna watch a movie?" I ask, sliding off my bed, and rummaging through my movie collection.
"Sure." Tobias shifts on the bed so that he can see the TV better.
"How about this one?" I ask, handing him a DVD case. I can't read the title very well anymore, so I trust Tobias to tell me what it is, since he has enough vision left to read it.
"It? Why do you have this?"
"Okay, not that. Caleb must've slipped it in my suitcase. How about this?" I ask, holding up a similar movie case.
a/n: I'm gonna say that these are similar, when
in reality, I've only seen the Hunger Games on ,,tv, and haven't seen It at all. Please forgive me for any inaccuracy.
"The Hunger Games? Sure, why not?"
I put in the movie, and snuggle up to Tobias. About halfway through, Christina runs in, grabs something, and runs out, yelling "Awwww! You two!" over her shoulder. I roll my eyes at her back as she slams the door.
Tobias smirks, stroking my hair. We sit there like that, his hands in my hair, my arm around his shoulders, for a long time, before our lips meet in perfect syn*roniz,n with Peeta and Katniss's. We don't pull apart for a long time, which is perfectly fine with me.
When we finally separate, it's only to breathe, before our lips crash back into each other. We sit there, kissing, until the door opens, and Christina throws a pillow at us. Tobias kisses my forehead, and tells me he has to finish up his science project.
As soon as the door closes, Christina rounds on me. "Details, please40 ,i laugh, and roll my eyes.
"No way."
"Come on!"
"No!"
"Fine. Be that way. It's time for dinner, anyway. Oh, and just so you know, your lips are swollen."
"Okay, thanks. Give me a few minutes, and I'll be ready."
At dinner, we joke about random shit. It's so easy to talk to these people, even though I've barely known them for more than five months. I love Uriah and Zeke's humor, Christina's friendly joking, Will's intelligence and sarcasm, Shauna's ability to just sit and listen when you need her too, Lynn's badass nature, how easy it is to talk to Marlene, and most of all, everything about Tobias. I love my new friends so much, and I love Tobias even more. I'm happy here. I feel like I actually belong somewhere. If only I knew how short of a time I had left my new friends.
I sit in English class, listening to Mr. Marcus call out the instructions for the newest essay he wants us to write. He's turning to write something on the board, when all of a sudden, the power goes out. I don't think much of it at first. It's just a power outage, and the school with fix it shortly. But as time passes, it becomes increasingly obvious that the lights aren't coming on anytime soon.
I slip my phone from my jeans pocket, and text in the group chat. I need to know what's going on. Surely someone knows something.
Tris: know anything about the blackout?
Tobias: no, it's out in science building too. Are you okay?
Tris: ya, I'm fine. Just trying to figure out what the fuck is going on.
Shauna: The power's on in the Braille building. Is it off everywhere else?
Zeke: No. It's on in the electives building, too.
Christina: It's not on in the math building. Weird.
Uriah: It's not in the main building either. More just cut off. I wonder what's going on.
Marlene: It's on in the dorms. I was sent back because I had a killer headache. The bathroom light's on.
Lynn: It's not on in the cafeteria.
Will: it's not on in the gym, either. It seems as if someone has cut the power. I wonder if that's all
they have up their sleeves, though.
Marleene: the power just cut off here, too. I'm sure it's nothing. It's gotta be nothing.
the security here is really good.
Tris: I'm not so sure. Will's right. The cafeteria, gym, English, math, main, and science buildings, and the dorms are without power. The Braille, and elective buildings are the only ones with power4 ,i think it's only a matter of time before they cut that power there, too. We need to figure out what's going on.
Shauna: The Braille building just cut out.
Zeke: so did the electives.
Christina: It's probably just a test of the power. It'll come back on soon.
Tris: I don't think so. If it was a power test, they would've cut it all at once. This person or people cut the power in clumps, from what I can tell. It's as if they're looking for someone or something.
Christina: But what? Who would do that? Why would they look here of all places? A school of blind people?
Tris: IDK. But somebody's in the school who shouldn't be, and they're obviously trying to find something.
a/n: Wahahahaha. Cliffy! It's short, but it'll get good in the next chapter or so, which I'll try to have out sometime next week. So, do any of y'all have any theories about what could be going on with the power? Do you think we can get to sixty reviews? It would mean so much to me if we could. Lastly, review if you have ever tried contacts. Did they work for you? I tried them once, and it felt like something was constantly in my eyes. I'll just stick to glasses. Alrighty, audios amigos.
Bianca.
