Chapter 18
Oz POV:
I'm fed up with everything.
I'm so done with life this way. Gods, what is even going on in my head? I don't even know what I'm thinking at this point! How far into insanity have I descended? My thoughts are about as straight as Nico di Angelo!
I groan as I throw my head over the side if my bed so I'm dangling upside down. This is what happens when I get bored. It doesn't help that the voices in my head are all either complaining, making stupid fandom jokes, or ridiculing me. Ugh, help me. Please!
I roll off the bed (head first, thank you very much) and start walking. I am leaving this boring dorm and going to do something interesting. I explore the corridors for countless minutes. Actually, 27 minutes to be exact. I guess they weren't so countless after all.
I eventually take a turn down a nearly empty corridor. Well, most of the corridors are fairly empty considering it's a Saturday and all but this one only has two people speaking in hushed voices at the end of it. As I draw nearer the faces of those two people become clearer. Ah yes, my two favorite people in the world, Zeke and Tobias.
"Fancy meeting you here." I say, interrupting their conversation that's no-doubt about the whole Four-Tobias thing.
"Hey, Oz. What's up? Here for another discussion where we take turns yelling at each other?" Zeke says with a blank face but teasing eyes. Or at least I think they're teasing. I don't know, I'm terrible at reading expressions.
"Yup, you guessed right. I'm going to drag you into a corner somewhere now." I state before, true to my word, I grab their hands and drag them into an abandoned classroom.
I notice a figure quickly hide before I lock the door to said classroom. Hm, it appears I'm not the only person with the idea to hide out in corners and empty classrooms. Oh well, chances are we don't know them, so no harm done.
"You have to tell her at some point." I say at the same time as Zeke. We share incredulous looks.
"I didn't know you were arguing for my side!" I shout slightly. Zeke still looks astounded.
"I didn't know it was possible for me to do that with anyone but my little bro!" He shoots back. I roll my eyes before turning back to the person who is receiving this scolding.
He sighs before putting his hands behind his neck.
"I know, I know. I just don't know when or how." He mutters quietly.
"Preferably soon." I snicker, earning me a glare.
"Bro, you need to tell her soon like Oz said, but in the right way. Don't just go and dump this information on her or she'll be ticked. She deserves to know though. And I'm not keeping your secrets forever." Zeke says.
"Well how do you suggest I do that?" Four asks.
"Why don't you take her on a date or something first? You know, make it all romantic and cheesy and then use some line about how much you trust her to travel your identity." The boys turn to me at this.
"That's a terrible idea." Zeke says after some time.
"It really is. What if she still hates me?" I roll my eyes.
"She'll hate you anyway you do this. I'm just trying to minimize the hate." I announce. "Now off!" I say while shoving them out of the classroom.
Once they're gone and I'm sure I'm the "only one" in here I call out "Okay, you can come out now, whoever you are! I won't hurt you! Unless you're a demon! Then I'm ready to lay down my life!"
I hear some rustling before a black haired boy emerges from the shadows in the corner. I don't gasp or anything when he lifts his head. Figures. It'd make sense that he eavesdrops.
"That was quite an interesting conversation you had there." He says. I walk towards him, anger flaring up in my chest.
"Interesting, huh? You would know, after all you did just listen to the whole thing! That was a personal conversation! You can't just do whatever you wish whenever, Peter!" I shout in his face. Maybe some of my spit flew onto his face on purpose.
He grins and wipes my spit off his face.
"Geez, you really are mean. Such a big bully, spitting and yelling." He says loud and clear. He knows exactly what he's hinting at.
I slap him in the face, hit him upside the head, stomp on his feet, rake my nails across his arm, do anything to inflict pain upon him. The evil, little, insane troll!
He looks up at me from where I pushed him on the ground, that terrible grin still on his face. I growl causing him to chuckle. We stare each other down for a few minutes before I reluctantly offer him my hand. He grabs it quickly and pulls himself up.
"I'm sorry." I say begrudgingly. He laughs again, the terrible amazing sound that I always am teetering on the edge of hating and loving. Just like him.
"As am I. It was not nice for me to say those things to you either times. Forgive me?" He asks in a falsely sweet tone that makes me want to trust him even against all my better judgement. Unfortunately my better judgement does not win in this particular battle.
"I forgive you."
Tris POV:
I decide to call Will. Surely my brainiac friend can help me with this problem. He'll be able to make sense of it, to find the logic that I just can't seem to piece together.
I walk as I dial his phone number. I bump into someone just before I hit call. When I look up I am greeted with familiar strawberry blonde hair and brown eyes. I smile.
"Marlene! It feels it's been forever! How have your past two hours been? Miserable without me, I assume?" I guess while smirking. She smiles playfully back.
"You must be a mind reader! Is that your major? Mind reading and other voodoo?" I laugh along with her. It's nice to have the constant questions nagging my brain taking off my mind.
"In all seriousness though, what have you been up to?" She asks once we calm down a little.
"I was just about to bug Will to see if he could help me with something." I say, looking longingly at the number already dialed on my phone.
"Oh? Is that so? Maybe I could help." Marlene offers. I smile at her.
"Thanks. Do you know anything about the whole Tobias-Four relation thing?" I inquire.
She looks around nervously.
"Yes, but I'm not supposed to say anything. What do you know?" Marlene asks.
"Um, well, I know that they have some relation. Perhaps siblings?" I look up curiously at her. She bursts out laughing.
"Siblings? Where'd you get that idea? I think you've been watching too many overly dramatic and super cheesy soap-operas, Tris!" She shouts in mirth. I raise an eyebrow.
"So, they're not siblings then?"
Marlene realizes her mistake and immediately sobers up. Her expression darkens.
"I've already said too much!" She shouts before retreating into another corridor. I sigh.
"Well, at least I've ruled out that option," I muse to myself.
I continue walking for a bit, just mulling my thoughts over and trying not to go insane before I run into yet another person. Gods, today must not be my lucky day. I look up at my path-blocker before chuckling. How cliché of a way to run into just the person I was looking for.
"Are you alright Tris? I'm so sorry for running into you!" He starts but I cut him off.
"So you two aren't siblings, eh? What are you then? You must have a closer relationship than cousins or something for you to be so up to date in his life." I ponder. Tobias gulps.
"What?" He asks. I giggle.
"I'm sure you know! I'm talking about you and Four! So, tell me, what is your relation?" I push. He backs away nervously before realizing that I have literally cornered him. He gulps yet again.
"Um, uh, uh, er, um.."
"Yes?" I inquire. I know I'm making him uncomfortable but I'm looking for answers so anything is valid.
"Well, you see, our relation is-" he begins before he is cut off by a noise in the hallway that is now pitch black.
"It appears this topic will have to be discussed later seeing that a new adventure is starting now."
Hello! Missed me? Ha, well apparently I'm Selfless. I'm Brave. did. You owe this chapter to them, they PMed me and told me off for not updating which is fine by me. I honestly hadn't even noticed it had been a month. Whoops, my bad.
Anyways, speaking of this story and me updating it, I was trying to have it done by late December/January but obviously that isn't going to happen so... I have however decided that I will be doing a little special thing for the two year anniversary of Cliché first being published, and maybe a one year thing! So definitely one once Typical is finished on January 6th 2016 and possibly one on January 6th 2015! Yay! Celebrations! Whoop whoop!
I hope you all have been good since I left. And I'm sure some of you are already playing Christmas music because you guys seem like those types of people. I personally am not a huge fan of Christmas and Christmas music on the outside but truthfully, deep down, I absolutely live all of that crap. It's amazing. I just love the joyful, peaceful feeling on Christmas morning.
QOTD: Favorite Christmas song? And if you don't have one, what was the last sing you listened to?
My Answer: Idk, probably All I Want For Christmas Is You or the tumblr version of Let It Snow. And I'm currently listening to People Like Us, but most recently completed song was C'Mon by Panic! At The Disco with fun.