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Thanks so much for your ideas!
Disclaimer: I don't own Divergent, any of the cartoon characters, or any of the songs I mentioned in this chapter!
Tris POV
I stood waiting outside of the house for about five minutes. I've planned to take Tobias to what has now become our special spot. I had some games in mind and I'd be willing to bet Tobias is going to also.
My thoughts were interrupted when he walked outside carrying his black backpack.
"Okay! Let's go!" I said smiling. We walked to our special place. I had already set up a table in the middle with two foldable chairs around it. I put my backpack on the ground next to the chair that Tobias had pulled out for me. "Such a gentlemen, Toby," I said, winking.
"I try," he said smirking. He sat down and looked at me expectantly. "What's first?"
"Well, I thought that we should just play a quick game of 21 questions." He waited for me to continue. "You can ask me any 21 questions you want, and I will answer them. Completely honest. Actually, on second thought, maybe we should alternate. So you ask me a question and then I'll ask you one."
"What if I ask you one you don't want to answer?"
"Well, I trust you so I'd probably tell you anyway. I guess if you really don't want to answer it you don't have to." I know I will answer anything he asks. It makes me a little nervous and a little sad to think that he thinks that I'm going to ask something he doesn't want to answer.
He must be pretty good at reading my expressions because he said this, "Tris, I trust you, I'll answer your questions. I just wanted to make sure that you know it's okay if you don't want to answer a question."
"Okay. Well, I'm ready when you are. Shoot away!"
"What's your favorite cartoon character?" I laughed. This was going to be his first question.
"Umm… I'd have to say Snoopy from Charlie Brown. He's so cute and such a great friend to Charlie Brown. Most of the time."
"Wow! That's funny, I would have said Scooby Doo." So he likes mysteries. And we both like dogs.
"My turn. Okay. Are you a morning person or a night person?"
"Morning," he said without a second thought. His facial expression changed, "Marcus stays up late. I like to go to bed early to avoid him, he's always drunk or not awake. I also go to bed early so I can get up at unnaturally early times when I'll never have to see him. Sometimes I go over and practice baseball in the morning or I go on a run." Wow, I never expected him to be that honest and open. He must be really serious about this relationship and that makes me very happy.
"I'm more of a night person. My mom can prove it, just ask her how many alarm clocks she's purchased in the last few months for me. It will be a lot." I said watching shake his head and smile.
"Wow, Tris. Okay, um, what's your favorite song/artist?"
"Myself. Duh. Just kidding! I really like Fall Out Boy, and my favorite song would have to be Uma Thurman. But it's SO hard to choose!" I said, excitedly, humming the chorus.
"My favorite is this beautiful singer, her name is Beatrice Prior. I think my favorite song of hers is On Top of The World." I smiled.
"But who's your actual favorite?" I asked, not believing him.
"Well, I actually do really like your music but I also like All-American Rejects!"
I believed that answer. It was my turn to ask a question.
Time Skip, 45 minutes later
Tobias and I continued to ask each other questions and I learned a great deal about him. We asked our 21 questions, (and a few more because we still had some more) and they varied in how serious they were. Tobias willingly asked me a few questions about my family and answered them himself. I didn't ask anything because I didn't want to push.
Now we are trying to decide what to do next. We're debating whether or not to play Never Have I Ever or Candor or Dauntless.
"How about we start with Never Have I Ever?" Tobias asked me.
"Sure. So, 10 fingers up? Also, I have this huge bag of marshmallows and every time we have done something we can put one in our mouths. Kind of like the chubby bunny challenge. It should make things very interesting. First person to spit it out wins or have zero fingers left.."
"Okay, but you should know, I'm probably going to win because I have a larger mouth than you. Wait, what will I win?"
"Umm…" I hadn't thought about that. "The winner gets to post whatever they want on the loser's twitter."
He smiled, "Perfect!"
"Okay, I said, I'll start, "Never have I ever eaten mint ice cream."
He put a finger down and looked at me, astonished. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah, I've always eaten cookie dough or chocolate or vanilla."
"So, what I'm getting from this, is that you have never tried Fannie May Mint Meltaway Ice Cream?"
"Uh. Yeah. Is that a problem?"
"YES! It's one of the best. You haven't lived if you haven't tried it." I put my hands in the air.
"Okay, okay, I'll buy some the next time I go to the store."
"Nope! Not soon enough. I have some at home. You're going to come over and eat a bowl after this is over." Sure, it's not like it'll kill me. He put a marshmallow in his mouth "Okay, my turn. Never have I ever sung on stage in front of more than 25 people." Wow, he could talk without a problem with that in his mouth. I'm impressed.
"Dang it!" I took a marshmallow along with putting down a finger. "Ts na fr. U wl wn n mtr wha."
"Excuse me?" He said raising an eyebrow.
I shifted the marshmallow to another spot in my mouth and said again, "That's not fair. There won't be any competition because we both know enough things. I think we should change the rules so that you have to say something that you don't know for sure if I have or haven't done it. That way the game will be more interesting."
"Two things," he started, "One, there's no way that you said all that before. And two, I think I see what you're saying and agree."
"Well yeah, I changed what I said. Moving on! My turn! Never have I ever slept in a bathtub."
He very slowly put a finger down. I looked at him surprised. I had totally expected that to be just really funny and he wouldn't have done it.
"Hold on, hold on," he said, "let me explain. I was over at Zeke's and he had a truth or dare party. A lot of people were invited to stay over and Zeke and Uriah hadn't thought it out very well. It was either sleep in a bathtub or in the same room as Eric or Nita. I went with the bathtub."
"That's sensible of you." I said honestly. He put a marshmallow in his mouth. He now had two marshmallows on the left side of his mouth.
"Never have I ever been to Canada." I put a finger down and just barely managed to get a marshmallow on the right side of my mouth next to the other one.
"Never have I ever tripped over a piece of fruit."
Tobias shook his head, "I may never figure out where you get your imagination from. It still impresses me."
I smiled, "I'm very creative."
"Never have I ever stayed up all night working on a school project."
"Seriously?" I asked. "How is that even possible?" I (obviously) put my finger down and jammed a marshmallow in my mouth.
"Tris, can you even talk right now?"
He must have seen me struggling… "Yeah… Wha macks oo tink tad?"
He laughed. "I bet you can't put more than one or two in your mouth."
"Neber ave I eber gone swimming after 2 in the morning."
While he put his finger down and put a marshmallow in his mouth said, "Zeke and Uriah. Also, is that implying that you did swim around, say, 1 in the morning."
"Yup, that's why I had to be specific." I smiled, remembering the time Christina, Shauna, Marlene and I got up while we were on vacation at the cabin and swam from midnight to 1:30.
"Never have I ever broken a bone. I have sprained things toh," he said.
I smirked, "Did you just say toh?"
"I'm sorry, did you forget I have four marshmallows in my mouth. You had much more trouble with three. Are you going to answer my question?"
"Right. Yes, I have. I was 13, and I fell from my bed while I was using a hairbrush as a microphone. I was wearing pink fluffy pajama pants too. I broke my arm," I could tell he was laughing at the image of me wearing pink fluffy pajama pants dancing around on my bed singing into a hairbrush. You should've seen my mom's expression when she heard a loud noise coming from my room. The emergency room nurse was pretty surprised.
"Okay," he said between laughs, "just shove a marshmallow into your mouth."
I tried, and almost failed but just barely made it. I could tell that I wasn't going to be able to make it much longer. There was hardly enough room for me to get out the next words.
"Never have I ever played a full game of soccer," I said. I was running out of creative ideas. Tobias seemed like the type of person who maybe played soccer when he was younger. "Yeah, I played soccer for a year." he said as he put another marshmallow in his mouth. He seemed close to not being able to talking. He could probably get one or two more, so I would have to get really lucky.
"Never have I ever watched YouTube for more than 3 hours straight," Tobias said, smirking. He knows that I maybe, just maybe, have a slight obsession with YouTube and, even though he's following the rules, that it's pretty likely I have.
"DAGNABIT!" I shouted, frustrated. I tried to smash the marshmallow as much as I could before putting it in my mouth, and even I knew that there was no way I could put talk with that in. I also happen to have pretty bad timing, because right after I got the marshmallow to stay put, I coughed and spit all the marshmallows out.
"Yes! Give me your phone! I get to post something on your twitter!" He was grinning like a madman when he passed me my phone back. I was seriously concerned. Sure, I trust him, but there are so many things that he could post that would be so embarrassing.
I read the tweet. It said "Just dancing around on my bed in my pink unicorn pants with my hairbrush as a mic. #thelife #fuzzypants""Well…. It could be worse…" I said after a few minutes of laughing my head off before realizing everyone following me would see that. Tobias spit out all of his marshmallows into the bag we had brought with us.
"So, you've lost, now what? Candor or Dauntless?" he suggested.
"Sure." I said.
"Yes! If you don't want to do a truth or a dare you have to eat one of these sour candies. I brought warheads!"
"Nooooooo!" I screamed. I absolutely hate sour candy. Tobias isn't a huge fan of it either, but he doesn't hate it as much as me.
"So, want to do rock paper scissors to see who goes first?"
"Rock. Paper. Scissors. Shoot!" I showed rock, and so did he. We laughed and did it again. This time I showed paper and he showed scissors. He gets to go first.
"I dare you to eat Fannie May Mint Meltaway ice cream," he said, excited.
"You really couldn't wait could you?"
"No! It's one of the best ice creams in the world!"
"Okay, okay, whatever." We picked up all our stuff and began to walk back to his house, hand in hand.
Time Skip….
I sat down at his table while he grabbed two bowls and some mint meltaway. He sat down across from me. He looked at me expectantly. That's when I realized he was waiting for me to take a bite.
"Yeah! That's pretty good!" I finished the bowl of ice cream around the same time as Tobias. We had been talking about our plans for the tour. I explained everything that would happen and where we were going. He was very excited.
I checked my phone. It was 10 already! I had to get home!
"Sorry Tobias, I have to go, my mom was expecting me to be home by 10:30."
"I'll walk you over home. But I have one more thing before you leave."
I put my shoes on by the door thinking to myself. Wow, in just a matter of hours, I feel like I learned so many things about Tobias.
"I have another dare for you! I dare you to kiss me."
"Where are those sour candies again?" I said jokingly, and I kissed him.
Sorry about the wait guys :-( *Hides in a corner*
I HAVE AN IDEA FOR A NEW STORY! I'd love to have you read the summary and tell me what you think. Are you ready?…
Tris, Lynn, Marlene, Al, Uriah, and Zeke are all members of a top secret organization called the Divergent. However, Four, Christina, Shauna, Will and Nita are detectives in an organization called Dauntless. What will happen when the Dauntless are sent after the Divergent? Are the Divergent actually the bad guys?
I'm not sure. If you guys think you'll like it, I'll maybe post the prologue or something in the next few days and see what happens! (Oh, that'll probably be when I come up with a title ;-) )
Note: Some characters might probably be a little OOC in the new story…
R&R,
TrisTobyUri
