AN: SORRY 4 THE HIATUS. ya girl was yeeting a beat in the heat?
Also is it concerning that I spend more time on these AN's then I do on the actual story (: :)
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Right Tris time for some quick thinking… quick…. quick, they're all staring at me. "Right, yes, your school, yep…", calm down Tris, "I used to go" genius, "I dropped out in the first year, but I still remember that cake."
"Yeah sorry guys I forgot to say that when I introduced her, I remembered her from middle school, don't you?" Uriah jumps to my aid.
"Not really" Marlene says unsure.
"No" Lynn says very bluntly.
Uriah smiles one of his contagious smiles and reaches out to shake Lynn's shoulders. "Very funny Lynn, but we never went to the same school" he says, the corners of his mouth fully turned up in a smile. He even manages to evoke a smile from the usually cold faced Lynn.
No one else questions our story but Christina gives me a very sceptical look.
Two stops after the pit, when the train slows down and I pass the point indicated by the small purple circle on the map, I open the train doors.
Now I am alone, the 'gang' had gotten off at the Pit, ready for the next adventure which would take the early into the morning. But its 2am and my body is fighting to stay awake. It's a good thing my parents set bed time is 9:30 which allows me more time to sneak out however, the 6 o'clock wake up will be the death of me.
The metal doors crank open and the wind blows against my body forcing me to step back. I try not to hesitate jumping off, but as this is the first time, I've JUMPED off a MOVING vehicle I'm a little bit hesitant. Because I have no clue how long the train will stay at this slower pace, I feel a growing since of urgency spark up in my stomach.
The patch of land outside the track is a downwards slope, which means once you jump off you could continue your forward motion. Which is probably safer on your knees. It's clear the whole train system has been fully thought out and designed.
Who would have known all these operations at work, right under my stiff nose.
My hand reaches out to hold my charm bracelet, I fiddle with the six charms. Without an audience to spur me on to be 'Six' I feel like I've shrivelled up into the coward Beatrice again.
I take a deep breath, count to three find Tris and jump. For a second I soar through the air, until I begin to fall. My feet hit the ground with no give. Instead of soft knees and running forward to transfer motion, I stiff right up, pardon the pun. My knees lock and a fall head first tumbling down the gentle slope. Once I finally stop falling and I am still on the ground, I sigh, let out a laugh and a pitiful grin.
Its kind of funny, I just jumped off a building no questions asked, I threatened Eric and almost made out with a mysterious stranger. There is no way a hill beat me just because I'm alone, seems stupid doesn't it.
I stagger to my feet my joints ache, man I am tired, probably why I'm getting a bit inspirational.
Four hours is not an acceptable or human amount of sleep. My family normally wake up by the sun and our bodies internal clocks, this stops the purchase of selfish items like an alarm clock. Really, I don't get it, no one EVER loves their alarm clock. Its purely practical. So why is it selfish? All I know is today Caleb had to act as my alarm clock because there was no way I was getting out of bed willingly.
I covered my groggy nature and sleepish attitude by saying, I got a rough night's sleep although I still got chastised for my behaviour.
In the mornings we get up earlier to clean, I was tasked with the almost spotless kitchen. Instead I sat down and rested, only pretending to clean when I heard footsteps. I hear loud steps decent the stair case, prompting me to pick up a cloth a look useful. By the pace and sound I can tell it's my father.
"Beatrice" My father addresses me from the door way, per the way I was raised I stand up and face him as he addresses me. "Your mother and I have been called into the council earlier today" He says, my mother and father both work for the council with the intention of bettering everyone else's life's, giving back to the community and all that.
I almost respond saying 'sick' or 'that's cool' but have to bite my tongue, I don't know how that improper language would go down. Instead I just nod once.
He turns to leave the kitchen but once gets to the door looks back at me, "An old work colleague has just moved back to town and your mother and I have offered to help him settle into the office" He says his face still mostly turned away from me. My dad telling me this confuses me, this is as juicy as his gossip gets, boring I know right! But this is dinner conversation level and it would be a conversation held between my mother and father. Caleb and I would not be invited to contribute.
He turns to fully face me. "He's got a son who's enrolling in your school. He's previously been home schooled and I'm sure he would appreciate a friendly face". Interesting we're getting another stiff.
"Of course, I'll help him in any way I can" I respond.
"Thank you, Beatrice," He turns to leave, collects his work bag and within five minutes is out of the house and down the street.
I can't say I'm super excited for this new kid. Another council man's son and one that's been home schooled he'll be the biggest do-gooding, selfless drag I've ever met. I can't wait.
^Love some dramatic irony
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