Chapter 21: Finally

I slide on my high waist jeans that pairs with my short sleeved, white t-shirt. I put on my white heels and leave my hair down, I put some moisture, more than usual, so it take much longer to dry into a shorter stage. Today, I have to go to Manhattan and go take some pictures for Robert. Last week, I went out on date with Tobias and it was great, he took me to this restaurant that is on the water, near the Statue of Liberty and ate dinner with me. There, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I couldn't help but to tell him yes. Now, it's official that we are going out and I can call him my boyfriend, and he can call me his girlfriend. . . it took forever for t to happen.

My tattoo's on my arm and collard bone stand out on my body as I sling my bag over my shoulder and put a white baseball cap over my head, "Bye Christina! I'm heading out and won't be home until late lunch!"

"Bye Tris! See you later!" I walk out the door and head down the steps to our apartment. I get into the Jeep and I drive to Manhattan, listening to music while I drive, feeling the sun on my head. Tyla had to postpone her party for two more weeks because their is a lot of people coming, so we need a bigger venue. This weekend though is the small get together where our friends meet together at our place to have the party and play games. I'm excited.

My phone rings as I walk down the street and I answer it, it's my mother, "Oye, yo llamaba sólo para comprobar en usted." I smile, and hold my phone on my shoulder as I search in my bag for my pass so I can be ready to walk in. I continue to walk down the street, my soles rubbing against my feet painfully.

"Estoy bien, en mi camino a mi trabajo de fotografía. ¿Qué hace usted?" I hear some shuffling in the back.

My mom clears her throat, "Me preparo a salir con Stephanie, sólo quise llamar y comprobar en usted. Era dulce para usted para visitarnos y encontrar a sus amigos, aquel Cuatro tipo realmente le contempla como su padre me contempla." She tells me about going out with Stephanie, I blush as I hear her tell me how Four looks at me like dad looks at Mom. I take the elevator up to the floor and walk out.

"Realmente tengo que hablarle de esto, pero sólo conseguí trabajar. ¿De este modo, le llamaré más tarde?" The same worker who doesn't like me, glares at me. I smile and hold my head higher, placing my badge over the scanner and walking in there, flicking her off at the same time.

"Está bien, cariño. No se olvide de todo, tiene un buen día. Adiós."

"Luego te llamo. Bien, Adiós." I hang up the phone just as Robert gives me a smile and holds his hands out to me. I give him a small smile and give him a quick hug.

"Hola, bebé" I raise my eyebrows at him, since when does he call me baby? I mentally shudder and I shift my weight to my other foot.

"You know Spanish?"

"No, I took it in high-school, I know only a little bit." He places his arm around my shoulder, "We have a lot of work to do."

"All you need to do is make sure that you get those pictures laminated, and we will be on our way to our next project," Robert smiles at me, his arm wrapped around my waist as we leave the studio room. Just as I am about to pull away from him, the same idiot girl walks in front of us and glares at me. I take in a deep breath and cross my arms, what in the hell does she have against me? I don't even know her!

"What in the hell is your problem? I don't know you, and you keep staring at me like I took your man." I cross my arms over my chest, she leans on her foot and I take in her appearance. She has slightly tanned skin, long brown hair that stops in the middle of her back and is always straight. Today she has on a knee length dress that is flowy, she's pretty tall and red coats her lips that brings out the green in her eyes. If she weren't so mean, I would call her pretty. But, with an ugly spirit, it gives her an ugly outside.

She sighs and fights the urge to roll her eyes, "Mr. Black , we just got the email back from Florida."

"Duty calls, bye Tris." I walk quickly out of the building, going down the elevator and when I get into the Jeep. I make it home in no time, today Christina wants to make another video. We've hit 900,00 subscribers on YT, and like we promise to everyone, every time we get 100,000 more people, we make a Q&A video again so our new people can know stuff about us and more people ask questions. I open the door and Christina is doing her hair, I smile at her and collapse on the couch.

"Man, Robert is a true creep." I tell her as I kick off my heels, relaxing against the couch, "He keeps trying to cradle me in his arms, and one of the workers there practically hates me. Why? I don't know. He called me baby in Spanish. . . I'm going to tell him next time that I have a boyfriend, if he keeps getting out of hand I'm going to tell Four." When Christina found out about Four, she hugged me and cried actual tears. I wonder what she's going to do when I tell her when I loose my virginity. Now, it's kind of already out there because people can't keep their mouths shut.

"He's cute, though. It would be a shame to see him get beat to a pulp," She laughs, pulling her hair into a curly bun, "Let's go do the video!"

"Hi hoes and woes! Tis' I, Tris and Christina. We want to thank you for 900,000 subscribers, honestly we haven't been paying attention. So, when Christina and I saw it, we've panicked. Also sorry for not posting. . . life is hectic." I tell the camera, running my hand carefully over my curls.

Christina picks up her phone and thrusts it into the camera's lens, "We asked people on all social media's to ask us questions and we will form them and answer them for you all." Christina gives a very fake smile, "Let's do it." We answer a series of questions, some answered before. I love making video's because it's not about the followers or looking cute, I love interacting with people and acting a fool for no reason.

I sigh when I see the question, "I know this video is for people who don't know us, or want to ask questions that's never been answered." I sigh again, regaining my composure, "I AM PUERTO RICAN! Christina is too! Guys, when you ask me questions like how do I get my hair like that. I use, water and conditioner for moisture. Argan oil of morocco to be specific, you can find it at any store at least. So, I wet my hair or wash it and use that. I'm not going to make a video because there is nothing to it, if I want my hair to have a certain look like a bit more bigger and a 'dry' look, then I don't use that much. If I want to have a wet look and leave my hair down but with it still dry. . . I use more. So, please, stop asking me to make a f*cking video, because you're wasting your time." Christina widens her eyes at me as I adjust my shirt, "Sorry." We bot laugh.

Christina chuckles, "She's not saying all Boricua's hair is going to look like that, but her's do because she's weird." I flick her off as she looks on her phone, "Someone asked me how did we meet?" Christina coo's.

She gives me a smile and leans back into her chair, "Well, I just remember always seeing her. But, our parent's said that when they met, they clang together and had the both of us around the same time. We're two month's apart, and we've been together since birth. Two curly haired babies." We smile at the memory.

"Answering some quick questions here," I mutter, "We live in New York, we're both from Queens but don't live there anymore. Sorry if you can't understand me sometimes, it's not my fault. We work as bartenders, I have a boyfriend. No, you don't need to know his name because he doesn't like you. . . he likes me."

Christina squeals and I roll my eyes, "She finally has a boyfriend! If you're watching this, I'm proud of you." She smiles at the camera, "Two questions left and they asked us, 'I see in your Snapchat that you two tell us how you hate class. But, you also told us that you aren't in college, what is it? We take extra night classes, just to get a higher position on our diploma and knowing more. So, this means we won't have graduation, but means we can qualify for more jobs in higher positions."

"Last question!" We announce together and do a little dance, "How did you meet Wolftyla? Are you two good friends? Did you meet any famous people? Are you friends with her family and friends too?"

Christina looks at me, "Sounds like more than one question to me," I nod my head in agreement, "But, we met Tyla around the time she first started making vines. We went to school with her and then college together, we say two years but more than two. Throughout those times, we've all been through a lot. We were there when she first started dating Christian. It was magical." Christina smiles, she's a sucker for happy-endings.

I nod my head, "Yeah, we're just great friends. So, that answers both questions. We have met 'famous people' with Tyla. Since she sings, we sometimes go on tour with her and people like us so we both host our meet-and-greet's together in various places. While Tyla sings we'll be backstage, so when she preforms again just imagine us twerking in the back." we burst into laughter, "Since we've been together for a while, we are close to her family and she's close to our families. I love her sisters and mom, But, we met her producers which are quite a lot of people, and Kehlani. My main-squeeze! I love you Ke-Ke! Tyla friends are our friends and our friends are her friends." I say, nodding my head.

"Thanks for watching! More video's to come!"

[Tobias]

I see her body walking towards me. Blue, ripped, jeans on her body. A camo-green top that stops a bit above her belly, matching green Timberlands on her small feet. The tattoo's on her body standing out against her slightly tanned skin, her piercings almost blinding in the sun that everyone is desperately trying to soak up. She gives me a smile and launches herself into my arms, pressing a kiss to my lips, "Hey!" She smiles brightly, almost blinding everyone with her pearly whites.

"Hello, beautiful." I take her hand and walk inside the Pit. Tris doesn't have to work, but Christina does. So, like usual, we are going to accompany Christina and Will. It's going to be better because Tris gets to sit beside me and guys can't stare at her. . . great, I sound like a boy in school. The Pit is booming with people who are drinking and laughing, I see Will and Christina laughing together. Zeke and Shauna are drinking a seat down from them and Marlene, Lynn, and Uriah are at a booth, eating nachos. We figured out earlier that we have to get here earlier to get our usual seat at the bar, now people practically know that it's our seats.

Christina turns to us with a wide smile on her face, "Hola!" Christina waves at us and grabs two rock glasses, giving Tris a knowing smile, "Welcome to the-"

"-Shut-up." Tris rolls her eyes while Christina laughs, "Nice to see you're working."

Will swallows hard from his drink and clasps his hand on my shoulder while the two bestfriends talk to each other, "Hey, man. I'm so happy for you, you have a nice girl who doesn't vomit on people." I choke on my drink as Will laughs and pop some peanuts into his mouth, "Things are going great for the lady and I." He wiggles his eyebrows at me and I shoot him a look. Will has never been happier, he's perfect for Christina. She's loud and giddy, she needs someone who can calm her down and be paired with her. I couldn't do it because I would tell her to sit the hell down in one second.

"We have a new worker." I hear Christina say to Tris who takes a sip from her glass, Christina glances down the bar not so subtly and before I could tell everyone to not look down there at the same time to make it obvious, but we turn our heads. The girl is fairly tall, average for girls. She has long black hair that is in waves, her nervous emerald eyes are wide, and she has red coated on her lips. Her fingers work hurriedly on the drinks.

Tris shakes her head, "Wow, she looks pretty nervous. How old is she?" She asks, sitting up straight and leaning on the bar.

"20, she just moved to New York and lives with her aunt. I was pretty damn surprised when I walked in the back and I saw her pacing in there. I had to calm the poor girl down," She shakes her head as Tori walks up from behind Tris, telling everyone to not acknowledge her. Tris jumps as Tori's hands come clasping down on her sides.

We all laugh and Tris glares at us as her limbs relax, "Did you meet the new girl? Megan?"

"Megan?" Tris mutters to her self, "No, I didn't meet her. Is that why I'm out?"

Tori gives us all a look, "Tris, the reason you aren't working is because we need someone bubbly like Christina to train her. She would piss her pants if you walked in and told her you were training her." We all nod our heads in agreement as Tris mouths falls, "Even Lauren said it, she will work in your shifts. But, I needed someone that doesn't look intimidating. I- look at your face now!" She relaxes her muscles in her face and gives a fake smile.

"It's okay, I struggle with the same problem."

"Yes! People are so scared at him at work!" Will joins in.

"Okay, but, you're still mean." Tris laughs, "I only look like that but at least I'm nice."

"Sure." I give her a look and we both laugh.

Sorry for the shorter chapter, I've been busy and I'm gonna work hard for the next chapter.