Chapter 16: Fakality

I wake up at half past ten. I'm utterly exhausted. These are the side effects of staying up till sunrise. That's probably only four hours of sleep. I'm used to six hours so I'm sure I can pull this off.

I walk down stairs and immediately I smell pancakes. My mom usually cooks pancakes so she's here, my dad is at work and it's a Monday. I'm late for school. Great.

I walk into the kitchen and my mom smiles at me. She then turns back around and continues cooking the pancakes. She's not mad? Who is this woman dressed as my mother?! I'm not saying because I wish to find my mother, I'm saying that because I like this lady a lot better.

I sit down on the nearest chair and study my "mother".

"Hello, Honey. How did you sleep?" This is strange.

"Why are you not yelling at me for skipping school?" I ask. She turns and I see that the pleasant smile she gave me earlier has not left her face.

"There's no school today. The teachers are doing charity work today," she responds, the smile never leaving her face.

I let her cook in silence for a good fifteen minutes. Everything seems so peaceful, with the sunlight streaming in through the window, the delicious smell of pancakes, and my mothers smile. It's too peaceful. It's never like this. The birds here never chirp. And how come this day has never happened before at my school.

"Oh, and darling, you have to clean your Ferrari today," my mom says. No, that's not her. Her voice isn't that high pitched. And I don't have a Ferrari.

"This isn't real."

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I wake up (for real this time) from my creepily peaceful dream. I don't smell any pancakes and no sunlight is shining in through my window. I get ready and realize that it's already noon. I walk down the stairs and hear my mom shrieking. I leave before she has time to notice me.

I start heading towards school but then turn down a different road. I don't feel like explaining where I was last night to Christina or Paris. I end up at some deserted intersection. I see a diner nearby and decide that I'm feeling hungry.

I open the door and hear bells jingling. The woman behind the counter-who seems to be in her mid twenties-looks up.

"How old are you?" she asks.

"Why?" I respond.

"You look like you should be in school," is her answer.

"You're right, I should be." I sit down in one of the booths. She shrugs and comes over to me.

"Do you know what you want, or do you need a menu?"

"Can I have pancakes?" She gives me an odd look but I just shrug. My messed up dream has me craving pancakes.

I sit in the empty diner watching some crappy reality tv show that they have playing on the tv there. Suddenly the bells signaling when the door is opened jingle. I look over my shoulder and see a face I recognize.

He slides into my booth.

"It seems fate has brought us together yet again, oh fair maiden." I laugh silently.

"It's seems so. We must be meant for one another." He laughs at my horrible old timey british accent.

"Hi Tris," he says.

"Hello Leo," I reply.

The waitress comes and takes his order and I continue watching this horrible show.

"What'cha doing?" Leo asks.

"I'm watching this incredibly awful show. Seriously, how fake is this."

We watch the show that we have dubbed "Fakality" (because it's a reality tv show but so obviously fake) and point out all the stupid things they say. Looking back at it, my dream was sort of fakality. It seemed like some twisted fake reality that tricked me into believing it was real even though I knew it wasn't. (AN: Yup, I just made up a fake word that can be used as both an adjective and a noun. My story I can write what I want to. *cue we can't stop music* )

When the waitress finally comes back with our food I ask her what the name of the show is.

"Reality," she responds I a dull voice. Leo and I crack up at this while she taps her foot impatiently. Eventually she leaves.

"How are those fish sticks, Leo?" I ask.

"Fishy, if you catch my drift. How are those pancakes?" he asks back. I grin.

"Not as puny as your fish sticks, that's for sure." We laugh at this.

We pay separately for our meal eve though Leo offers to pay for mine. I shove him and tell him that I can afford my own food.

By the time we walk out of the diner it's almost two. We decide against going back to school seeing as there are only two more hours anyways.

I bring him to the park where I met Paris. We lie on the ground and try to make pictures out of clouds. This is tricky considering the whole sky is dark gray due to rain clouds. So far we've come up with a blank canvas and a grey polar bear in a grey snowstorm.

"That's what I'm going to do for my next art project. A polar bear in a snowstorm," Leo says evoking a laugh from me. It starts to rain so we take shelter under a tree.

We sit under that tree laughing for at least two hours. After a while we start leaning closer. And closer. And before I know it our lips are locked. It's slow sweet and not bad for my first kiss. I pull back and just stare into his eyes.

Why is it that when I look into his brown eyes I wish they were a different color? Perhaps dark blue...

Yes, that is why the scene with Four and the scene with Leo seemed so similar. Because Tris is falling for Four. What? That make a no sense. Yay!

Alright, I'll just say this here: 180 reviews please! And if you don't feel like listening to me have a mental breakdown skip to the QOTD! If you think it's amusing to watch me freak out because I'm nuts then read as much as you please!

I wrote this chapter because I am honestly losing my mind. I could read but I don't think Mortal Instruments will help with that because I feel like I'm going crazy every time I read that book as well. My addiction with youtube is so out of control that I'm scared what will happen if I try that. And I really don't want to develop an addiction to tumblr so I'm staying away from that site.

Lastly, I would try reading a RLSB fic but thats the reason why I'm convinced I'm going mad in the first place! I was reading a RLSB fic by an amazing author who no longer writes on here but has lots of RLSB stuff and... Stuff happened. Mainly lots of drama, lots of confusion, an OC named Terry kisses Remus causing Sirius to be jealous cause he likes Remus, and James and Remus had a make out session. The last one was the one that confused me the most. I'm so unbelievably scarred. And scared. I'm both. I need help. From a serious fandom doctor, that is.

So PM me if you're up because I'm going insane. Absolutely insane. And I need other humans to help.

So, now that we're done discussing that let's discuss some other things I did. I got a tumblr! It's really not helping with my obsession of both members of Troyler. It's making it worse. Why must they be so perfect?!

I'm back on with youtube. You see, I have an addiction cycle. It's vicious and I absolutely HATE (LOVE!) it. It's not really even a cycle. It's just two sites! Can you guess them? You were probably right! It's fanfiction and youtube! Yay! God help me!

Please don't take any of this seriously and send medical doctors after me. I'm fine. Just absolutely insane.

QOTD: Have you ever convinced yourself you're insane?

My Answer: Yup.