I am a total procrastinator. I blame myself and me only. I am so sorry to keep you guys waiting! But I thank those who have reviewed and given me support! Love y'all! Anyway, I watched The Matrix movie marathon today. I was laughing because it reminded me so much of Divergent. Plus, fun fact: on the Tropicana commercial, the guys voice is actually the actor who plays President Snow. HAH! Tropicana is evil! No, I love their juice. I am actually chugging some right this minute.
Okay, READ THIS NOW EVEN IF YOU THINK A/N'S ARE CRAP!:
rosierocks is an amazing author and has an amazing story called Chicago HIgh. If you like this story, and Divergent, then read it. PLEASE!
P.S., I read TFIOS (my parents are super over-protective) and I loved it! I cried though. Well, I cry in every book/movie I read. And also, Rick Riordan is writing a Norse mythology series and it's coming in October! And, the main character's last name is Chase! Are he and Annabeth related?!
Me: Kay, Uri, I trust you with the duties of the disclaimer.
Uriah: *crosses arms* What's in it for me, Ev?
Me: Me not killing you for calling me "Ev"!
Uriah: *throws hands up in surrender* Fangirl762616 does not own Divergent or I Wouldn't Mind by He Is We. Was it good?
Me: Perf, Uri! Marlene will totally love you for it!
Uri: Really? Cuz' I really wan-
Me: Uri, just shut up and let them read the story.
Tris POV
We are all crying softly. I stop and sit up from the group hug. Even Four shed a few tears. And that is saying a lot.
I wipe my eyes on my sleeve and people start to follow my example. It is very quiet now. I don't think that anyone knows what to say.
"I love all of you. I haven't known any of you for a long time, but I know I do. I have been through more than I have in my life in the past week and over the summer, than I have in my entire life. And I thought it would be really hard to make friends, but you guys took me under your wing. And, no matter what happens, I will be forever grateful for that. I know that saying that is a big commitment, and I don't think I have ever said that to anyone besides my mother and Aunt Tori. So, I do. I love all of you." I say.
"Friendship love right?" Zeke raises his eyebrow. We all laugh. Sometimes you can cry, and sometimes you can laugh, but sometimes, it's better when you do both. And right now is a both time.
"We all love each other. And we will always stick by each other." Four says.
"Awwwwwww, bring it in guys." Uriah cheers.
And we do. We stay that way for a long time. A mess of limbs and tears.
"Guys, you know I love this," Christina starts. We all laugh because she didn't wear waterproof eyeliner. "but, let's call it a night." We all agree.
As I go home (no Christina in my passenger seat), I think about what good friends I have. Susan—or Robert, for that matter—would never say that. I didn't expect that from them, either. From anyone, really.
xXx
The weekend is here. Yesterday was a day of mixed emotions for me. But today, to calm myself, I'm going ice skating.
I have my own skates, and I go to the rink in the winter almost every weekend. But I also skate to vent my anger. Sharp turns, toe picks digging into the ice on my spins so hard that I could get stuck.
Tori says that I should really be spending time with my friends so that I could get to know them better, but thankfully it was at the Pit and Four saved me by responding, "I think we've known each other our whole lives." Ugh, he makes me smile like an idiot. So stupid.
I get changed into black yoga pants and a cream sweater with black sleeves and Betty Boop's face on it. On the bottom, it has the words Betty Boop in large, red, cursive print. Just casual, but still keepin' it cool,
I head downstairs to find Tori and Bud on the couch watching the news. Tori has a mug of tea in her hand, while in Bud's is a cup of (still steaming) coffee. "I'm going to the rink," I announce, grabbing my leather jacket. "I'll call you before I leave."
"Mmkay, have fun." She calls from the living room. "I need to talk to you when you come back, kay?" I nod. It doesn't sound like I'm in trouble, I know the 'you are in trouble but I'm waiting to drag it out so you will feel guilty about what you've done' tone of voice. But hers sounds sad, and sort of concerned.
I walk out the door and grab my skates and a red skirt that will make me feel like I have a costume on. But I hate costumes, so I don't wear them. The skirts are a nice alternative
My car is still in the garage. But then I see a piece of paper on the windshield and stop. Oh, this is not good is my immediate thought.
I open the paper with shaky hands. I immediately let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. It's from Chris. (HAH! You thought it would be a threat or a note from Four! I love messing with your minds. Muah ha ha…)
Tris, come to my house tomorrow at 3 pm. We neeeeeeeeed to talk. My phone got lost at the party when I... nevermind what I did. But Zeke and Uri are helping me look for it so I had to give you a not the old fashion way. But, as I presumed, you were asleep, so here it is. I'm gonna shut up now. See u at three.
-Chrissy
Okay, that is weird.
I crumple up the note and toss it in the recycling in the garage. Reduce, reuse, and recycle, right? (Heh) I drive the short distance to the skating rink. I hit a stop light that I know will take forever, so I listen to one of my favorite songs, from my favorite band. I roll down the windows since I love to do that when I sing in the car. People give me weird looks. I did it to annoy Susan sometimes too, because she hated the attention.
Merrily we fall
Out of line, out of line
I'd fall anywhere with you
I'm by your side
Swinging in the rain
Humming melodies
We're not going anywhere until we freeze
I'm not afraid, anymore
I'm not afraid
Forever is a long time
But I wouldn't mind spending it by your side
Carefully we'll place our destiny
You came and you took this heart, and set it free
Every word you write or sing is so warm to me, so warm to me
I'm torn, I'm torn to be right where you are
I'm not afraid, anymore
I'm not afraid
Forever is a long time
But I wouldn't mind spending it by your side
Tell me everyday I get to wake up to that smile
I wouldn't mind it at all
I wouldn't mind it at all
You so know me
Pinch me gently
I can hardly breathe
Forever is a long, long time
But I wouldn't mind spending it by your side
Tell me everyday I get to wake up to that smile
I wouldn't mind it at all
I wouldn't mind it at all
I love that song, because it sort of explains my love life. I'm waiting for that one person that will love me for forever, and someone who I would love to spend that time with. Someone who loves me, looks at me like I'm the only person on the planet. The universe. But we all have to be careful who we say "I love you" to. When you say it, you commit yourself to that person. You have to wait for the right person. Because of they can't say it back well...
I'm interrupted from my thoughts when the person from the other lane says, "You have a beautiful singing voice, Tris." I'm startled, but when I look to the side, I see a sight that I don't expect. Four. Oh, crap!
"Ha, a lot of people are saying that lately." I say nervously. Crap! I mentally facepalm myself. You should be telling him he has a good voice, too! Oh, conscience, I love you but sometimes I want to slap you. "You have a nice singing voice too. Not that your talking voice is worse or anything…" Oh, crap. Seriously! "You know, I think I should really shut up now, I'm not good with compliments." I lie. Wow, nice save, Tris.
"Yeah...so, where you going? I honestly don't know where I'm going. I just wanted to go someplace. I get bored." He says.
"I'm going to the skating rink. Clearing my mind." I say. "You can come if you want." I add quickly. Okay, this is not happening, Tris. Why? "Sure. I'd like that." He says. I nod, and the light turns green. I motion to him to follow me, and he gives me a thumbs up. I see him, just before he changes into my lane behind me, smile so wide. He probably has a plan to prank me. Zeke's idea maybe? Or could it be something else…
Shut up Tris. Your relationship is friend-zone only.
It doesn't have to be, Tris. My conscience says innocently.
Why are those voices in my head telling me to go, when I tell them to stop? Why does my heart say yes and me say no? Oh, life sucks.
I park in the parking lot, with Four parking in the space beside me. I get out with my skates and skirt. I notice he is eyeing me up and down, but his eyes stop wandering when they see mine. I blush slightly and self-consciously cross my arms, but not over my chest. Barely, but I still do it. Then, to embarrass him as much as he embarrassed me. "Like what you see, number boy?" He glares at me but his cheeks flush slightly. "Depends. Do you?" He says, gesturing to himself. I roll my eyes. He scoffs, and flips imaginary hair. "You're just jealous." I roll my eyes again. "Follow me, Four." He frowns when I say his name, like I said it wrong. But then, a smile replaces it.
We rent his skates, then put our skates on. We go out onto the ice, and what follows next, has left me breathless. I will never forget it.
Ever.
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