~Christina~
As we drive away from Four's, I ask Tris something.
"So are you and Four together again?"
"Yes! Yessssssssssssss…." She squeals, and then plays the Imagine Dragons CD that Four played at the party.
"Did he give that to you? No fair," I complain. They are my favorite.
"Heh, yeah," she says. Radioactive comes on. I smile, and sing along.
I'm waking up
To ash and dust
I wipe my brow and my sweat and my rust
I'm breathing in
The chemicals
Uhhhh-Haaaaa
I'm breaking in
Shaping up
The checking out
On the prison bus
This is it
The apocalypse
Woah
I'm waking up
I feel it in my bones
Don't make my system blow
Welcome to the new age
To the new age
Welcome to the new age
To the new age
Woah
Woah
Radioactive
Radioactive
Woah
Woah
Radioactive
Radioactive
I raise my flag
Stab my clothes
It's a revolution
I suppose
We're painted red
To fit right in
Woah
I'm waking up
I feel it in my bones
Don't make my system blow
Welcome to the new age
To the new age
Welcome to the new age
To the new age
Woah
Woah
Radioactive
Radioactive
Woah
Woah
Radioactive
Radioactive
All systems go
Sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones
Straight from inside
I'm waking up
I feel it in my bones
Don't make my system blow
Welcome to the new age
To the new age
Welcome to the new age
To the new age
Woah
Woah
Radioactive
Radioactive
Woah
Woah
Radioactive
Radioactive
"Christina," Tris says in shock as Tiptoe comes on, "when did you learn to sing?"
"Oh, um…. Y'know, I dunno," I reply.
"Ohhhhh kay, but you are amazing," she compliments.
"Thanks!" I say.