AN: SOOO my dad was all like 'do you want the spare laptop?' and I was all like nO thAnK YoU. I hope none of you have left me in this short turbulence period although would I really blame you?
any whoo is anyone wondering why I introduced amity hahaha *evil laugh*. SOOO MAny Plansss
SOO I'm Australian and our Atar (final yr 12 scores) came out today... yep... tears of blood... can I make a career off my shotty stories? lol im ded
The Club is surprisingly busy for a Monday night. I'm standing in the centre of the pit facing it down across the room like a challenge. The first obstacle is getting in, it's over 18, the second would be finding and getting through the entry to Dauntless, and I have absolutely no clue what to expect.
There is a line out the front of the booming club with dolled up chicks and guys, two bouncers stand at the entrance. How am I going to get in? I could create a diversion, a fire? Maybe a fight? Although, these guys would only cheer on a fight.
Whilst thinking I jangle the charms bracelet on my wrist, I do this often when I'm nervous. I've had it since I was ten. I found it in an old donations box. Normally we gave away our old clothing that no longer fit but hidden beneath the grey cloth I saw it. I didn't know where it came from or whose it was but I took it. I kept it carefully hidden, it was my first act of rebellion.
Six charms hang off it; my favourite is the ring of fire.
A group of teens standing near me starts a conversation drawing my attention "There's no way you'll get in" a girl says. It's clear she's talking about the club.
"I'm no pansy cake!" a male voice retorts defensively. This voice is familiar, I slightly turn to see the source of the conversation. I knew there was a reason I knew the voice, It's Uriah. I quickly turn back around and slide behind a conveniently placed pot plant but still am able to listen in.
"It's surprisingly strict" the first girl said. I notice her from school she's Marlene.
"Zeke was able to when he was 17 so, so will I" Uriah said
"Yeah but Zeke was smart" Marlene retorts evoking laughs from the group and a very serious look on Uriah's face.
"Well what are you going to try?" Another girl in the group asks.
A smirk rises on his face and he walks away from the group and straight up to clubs bouncer. He tries to casually walk in as if he's supposed to be there. Unsurprisingly this doesn't work. The bouncer's large frame swiftly steps to the side blocking his path. I can't hear but I imagine Uriah's saying something like this. "Hey mate want to let me through" very nonchalantly.
"Not really" The bouncer grunts.
"Come on, the clubs missing out without me" He says. Here's the cocky Uriah I have observed around school "I'm the life of the party" cocky as always.
The guard shoves him back. This is when he attempts strategy two, it's not the most subtle of plans, he takes a few steps away before running full speed at him. Again not surprising this didn't work, Uriah practically goes flying off the guy. He proceeds to sulk back to his group of friends.
I'm watching his face as he walks back it doesn't look like he's ready to give up. His eyes are on the ground but for a split second they flicker up meet mine and flicker back to the floor. My heart stops for a second. He looks back up to me, confusion written on his face. He visibly adjusts his pathway and beelines towards me.
Nope, nope, nope. I turn around and speed walk to an exit. I'm too slow, I feel his hand grasp onto my wrist, preventing me from escaping.
"Tris?" he asks his voice laced with confusion.
"Hu," I say turning casually "Do I know you?" fake it till you make it right.
"Look at you" he says approvingly, totally ignoring my comment. "Who would have known" he says jokingly.
There was no fooling Uriah, I stared him straight in the eye. "Surprised?" I ask. "The stiff has a life".
"Not really" he shrugs. How is this guy always so casual? "I could tell there was more to you". More to me? I thought I was playing the role of stiff well. "From grade school, you've always looked too long at things, long enough to show desire but short enough to hide it" He continued.
"Well you must have known well before I did" I joke.
"I don't think that's true" He asks with a raised eyebrow.
I just smile back at him.
"Hey, since you're here, why don't you come hang out with us" He asks, well it sounds like a question, but something tells me it's more of a statement.
Hmm letting more people from school find out, how about no, "I don't know if..."
"Great" he says abruptly cutting me off. He drags me by the wrist over to his group of friends. On the way over I take my pair of sunglasses and slip then on. After the Eric incident at work I thought it would be useful to have a pair, I was right.
I shake off my shy exterior and welcome the rebellious spirit within me. "Guys this is…"
This time I cut him off, I look down at my six charms dangling off my wrist. "Six", I say confidentially. Six, I like the ring it has to it.
"Like the number?" one of the girls asks, she has dark brown skin and eyes. She's tall with a lender and 'willowy' frame. I know who she is Christina; she has a habit of voicing her opinions in class. I'm starting to realise how creepy it is I know all these people and they have no clue of who I am.
"Exactly" I confirm, just like the number.
AN: soz for the random appearance of this bracelet which should have been introduced earlier but if you haven't noticed my stories not THAT planned and i'm clearly unskilled and I needed an enter point for her name, ok the story kind of sucks SUE ME what did you expect from , I mean, comeon.
