Im back. Listening my music and writing. Im on my phone this time. Writing the dance competition and other stuff chapter. - Rae
Tris POV
Bryce,Christina,Zeke,Tobias, and I are all backstage in one the team dressing rooms. On Pointe Chicago dance academy gets two rooms. One being for Bryce and me specifically. Bryce is in the corner stretching like crazy;it's how she gets over nerves. Not saying that I do any better; I have the same habits. We have both been through some pretty rough things together. We just always found better ways of coping. The one we use for dancing is stretch and dance. Chris comes along to do what she does: Doll us up. "
Costume time,ladies". She claps her hands,snapping us out of our trances. The boys eyes start dancing around effortlessly, waiting for us to come out in skimpy dance costumes. This competition judges duets first, so thats our first costume. Bryce has simple black high waisted spandex shorts and a sparkly bra top with a jean shirt tied around her waist. I have high waisted blue jean leggings and a black bra top. We both have our hair running down our backs in huge ringlets, our bangs twisted back on both sides. Our make up is what I wear everyday anyway. My phone starts ringing and it's a blocked number. Tobias answers before I get the chance. Although, I can't hear the other half of the conversation, I know it is bad. Tobias said nothing the entire time the phone was to his ear. His eyes only widened. And the conversation lasted only 7 seconds. "
Who was that?" "
Andrew"
"Get out! This isn't a joke, Four! Get out!"
"I'm not kidding, Tris. All he said was 'I'm here to see you dance, Beatrice.'Then he hung up. "
"You girls are set to be backstage at this time," said one of the performance directors, stepping in for two seconds to announce this. I get up and walk out of the door. Once backstage, the Zeke and Four pull Bryce and I to a corner, leaving Christina to find herself a seat in the audience or Andrew.
" Ya'll about to kill it!" Zeke flashes a smile.
"Thanks. " Bryce says for both of us.
"Just go out there and do you, Tris. Let Andrew know that he didn't effect you too much. " Tobias's breathe nips at my ear lobe. With three minutes left, the boys kiss their respective girlfriends, Bryce and I, for about 45 seconds before the younger kids get engrossed. They go to find their seats as me and Bryce take our places.
"Please welcome Tris Prior and Bryce France performing Partition!" The announcer's voice rings out. We go out there in our own zones. We dance alone, but on the same stage, connecting when needed for different cues. Some being back flips, aerials, or extreme turn sections. Some would say that we did two hip hop solos, but honestly the partner connections Bryce and I make when we're on the stage build our duets every time. We dance from our mind. Right now, I'm more than positive Bryce is just dancing to Partition for Zeke at her place, me doing the same for Toby. The music cuts as we enter the wings on the side of the stage. When we get to the room, it erupts into Dauntless cheers. They die down rather quickly. Zeke, Tobias, and Christina's eyes widen in shock or fear, possibly anger. I turn slowly to see Andrew with a injured Peter and Eric, both on crutches from being shot.
"I didn't approve of your performance,Beatrice."
"Speak,Andrew."
"Excuse me?"
"You are in the government. I am more than positive that you are a man of many phonetical words. If you can't catch your tongue, get out!" The boys gave risen from their chairs to stand behind me, Bryce and Christina.
"Just came to warn you. The next week or two will be hell at your home. I hope you are planning on leaving for spring break. Traitors are never recognizable in the family. " he smirked.
I slam the door in his face and shake my head in thought. Is it Caleb? What is going to happen? Is my life at risk? My friends? Tobias? I bundle myself in the corner and think. At some point during this period, Tobias sits behind me and I lean into his chest. I'm not exactly sure when though, my consciousness of time has disappeared. It is not until Christina tells me to change for my solo, that I move. I move aimlessly, but I move. For my solo my costume is lazy and careless to represent the pain of the song. Much like the pain I have going right now. Its a large lavender t shirt, like the one Tobias lends me. The large part.
"Please do me the favor of welcoming Tris Prior to the stage with hr dance entitled You Are!" I dance. I spot Andrew,Peter and Eric and I dance. I see Christina, Tobias, and Zeke and I dance. I just dance, all the way through my music. I actually start crying real tears at some point. Bonus points: runny makeup on sad solo. We made a clean sweep. Winning first place in every category and then some. Best performance; Tris Prior. Best Facial; Bryce France. Best Costumes; Partition. In an effort to celebrate, Tobias and I go to the Pit for dinner. Both of us obviously preoccupied.
"You do know we are in trouble?" He asks.
"We're not in Kansas anymore, Toby."
I liked this chapter. It set up some plot stuff. I'm not sure what is happening in this story next week but I will. Eventually. Reviewwwwww! - Rae