HEY! I know that I haven't updated in almost two years, but I needed a break. Now I'm back and ready to write better than ever.
Anyways...On with the story...
Tris POV
As I lie on the bed, staring at the cheap fan that is whirling dust around the room, I think about what I've done. On Monday after school (I managed to avoid everyone on the way out) I hopped on a bus and rode to the pit. I have been staying here for a whole week, skipping school.-I phoned in sick pretending to be my Mom. Coming to think about it, thank goodness nobody noticed that it wasn't her because if they did I'd be...
A sharp knock on my door interrupts my train of thoughts. I reluctantly roll out of the bed and open it to find none other than Christina looking at me with pleading eyes. I am about to close the door on her when she hands me a letter and walks away.
Honestly I'm not sure what to make of it all. I mean, how did she even find me? Who told her? Is she mad? Well I figure that I am about to find out as I peach on the edge of my bed and open the letter:
Dear Tris,
I hope that you are not too mad as I kind of lied about it being a family emergency in order to find you. (The lady at the front desk thinks that we're cousins now). I am sorry for hurting your feelings and I know that you have been skipping school, just like I know that you have been ignoring my texts and that you skipped lunch with us on Monday.
I get not wanting to be bombarded with questions/ accusations but we are all worried about you. Especially me. I just want to talk and if you need somebody just to listen then that's what I'll do. And if you don't want to talk to me then at least just text Zeke. -He's feeling really guilty, still (even though it's been over a week now)
Please phone me.
Love Christina.
(Your bestie until I say otherwise)
Wow... I didn't know that she cared so much.
I reach for my phone and realise that I am either making the best or worst decision in my life. I call Christina but she doesn't pick up. I am about to hang up realising that maybe I took too long or that this is all some horrible joke when my door bursts open.
There she is just joking about how I should really 'learn to lock my door" when I interrupt her with a big hug- which I don't normally do but I really need one at the moment.
After a minute, or possibly more, we sit down without speaking and she just looks at me. Suddenly I realise that she must be waiting for me to talk first, so I do. Before I know it I can't stop talking. I tell her everything. EVERYTHING. I told her about my parents. About Caleb. Everything.
..."Just please don't tell everyone else, not yet, maybe not ever."
She just looks at me. What if I made a massive mistake? What if she can be trusted but just slips up and tells someone accidentally? What if we're not friends anymore? What if she just pity's me now? What if she never talks to me again?
But after my mini freak out, she doesn't look at me with pity, she does talk to me. In fact, we talk for the whole night, about tomorrow-which is Monday- about everyone else and about her too. And before we know it her Mom is texting her to see when she will be home and as it turns out 'we' are both heading back to hers for the night and I don't get any say in it.
-Time skip to the morning-
When we are in the car on our way to school, Christina and I just sit in silence with me clutching my backpack for dear life. When we talked about it last night, I didn't think that I was so nervous but I am. I am way too nervous to be healthy. All that I can think about is everyone at school. About if they still want to be friends with me.
Christina must notice this because as we are pulling up to the school she gives me a re-assuring nudge and says "It'll be fine. They just need to know that you are ok." And with that we make our way to first class and I find myself staring face to face with the principal...
Dun Dun Dun...! Hope that you like the chapter. I am hopefully also going to update either later on today or tomorrow night. Until then ... Bye!