Beatrice Prior November 26th Prior Home
"IM HOOOOME!" Dropping my bags at the door foot steps come bursting up the steps.
I am greeted by two fat labradors I know too well. They trot and wag their tails greeting me. I bend over and scratch their heads. Pink tongues droop out as they pant making circles around me. Even that amount of exersize is exerting themselves. What can I say their are chubby old ladies!
"I've missed you two so much! Have you gotten fatter? I didn't think it was possible!" Another presence is noticed in front of me.
"Hershey gained weight and then CoCo lost but gained it back." Hearing his voice I rush to him and hug him.
"I always knew my dog was the skinnier one." He pulls back and scowls playfully.
"Hershey just has some weight issues. You shouldn't be talking! Have you seen CoCo eat before!" He says and I laugh.
"That's why my she is my BabyCrocodile." I confide.
"Yes you inhale your food instead of chewing, don't you?" I baby talk to my dog and scratch her head. She follows me like a duckling to my room, while Hershey is paranoid that I'm home. We say she's a spaz sometimes.
"How are you doing back in your old room?"
"Susan and I have to keep the door shut. We both love the dogs but yours is convinced the bed belongs to her."
"I've trained her so well." I toss my bag inside my room and CoCo plops on my bed.
"She thinks she rules the world. It doesn't help when mom let's her too."
"Oh you know moms a push over when it comes to these two. Even if she will never admit it." Putting my clothes in the dresser he sits on the bed. Trying to share the Lilly pulitzer comforter with the dog seems to be an issue. We have two Labrador retrievers Hershey and CoCo. CoCo is chocolate and Hershey is black, both are lazy and revolve around food.
"HERSHEY GET OUT OF THE KITCHEN!" I hear my mother yell at our dog. They always try to trip her in the kitchen. Then the food usually falls and they eat it. I swear they are masterminds.
"Are you going to get your dog?" I ask hanging and folding clothes.
"Nah. She will just trot to Susan now, I can guareentee."
"Is that so sweetie?" A small blonde head pops in the door. Her hazel eyes are focused on Caleb. While her blonde pixie hair shimmers from a shower.
"You know it's true darling." He replies. Susan has beautiful blonde hair, but she cuts it short to not draw as much attention. Even if she doesn't see it she's naturally beautiful.
"Beatrice it's been so long. How are you?" Coming over she hugs me. Squeezing me ever so gently. Then a black blob comes in my room with Susan. Caleb was right.
"I'm fine. How are the wedding plans going?"
"Just peachy. Except we have news!" She sits on the bed next to Caleb. He wraps his arm around her and places a hand on her belly. She places both her on her belly too.
I can't believe it!
"Caleb Lewis Prior! I can't believe this! I'm so shocked and so proud!" My Abnegation brother and childhood friend are engaged, had sex, and are expecting! Did the French invade Russia too?
"Hey I'm your older brother so it's okay!" He's trying to tell me to not try anything.
"How far along are you?"
"About 10 weeks."
"10 weeks?! And your telling me now!" I squeal.
"We just found out recently that I was pregnant, but don't worry I haven't done anything to harm the baby. I don't drink alcohol so peanut if safe." I raise an eyebrow and look at her.
"Peanut?"
"We don't know or want to know the gender. So were calling him or her peanut."
"That's cute, I should get you a onesie with a peanut on it." Now I'm done with my clothes. I don't think I have any other thing to put away.
"You don't have to Beatrice." I cut Susan off, which is selfish of me to.
"Susan I'm going to spoil peanut so much! Because I am an awesome auntie!" They both get up from the bed and follow out the door.
"More like scary auntie." Caleb mumbles and Susan giggles. I just scowl playfully as we enter the living room.
"Beatrice!" My dad greets from the couch. He's reading a book it seems. He doesn't hug me since he was the one who picked me up at the airport.
"Father where is mom? I haven't seen her yet?"
My fathers mouth gapes at me. "It's day before thanksgiving! Your mother is in the kitchen. It's like you forgot the kitchen is bigger then your room." My mom has three oven because she cooks so much. She always complains that she needs another though. Baking is her favorite, and mine since dessert is my favorite meal.
"Thanks dad!" Walking into the kitchen I put my hands up.
"Permission to disrupt your cooking spree for a hug?" Mom sets down the dough and laughs. Flour is clearly seen on her hands and apron. Marking her in a powdery dust.
"Come here silly goose!" Smiling my mother squeezes me into a hug. My mom is the world to me.
"What's with your hair? I liked you blonde! Is to make up for no rebel teen stage in high school?" Her eyebrow quirks upward and she places her hands on her hips.
"No mom! I was with friends and they kind of pranked me. It was more of payback I guess, but it's temporary dye in my shampoo. Except I didn't have any other shampoo so it's been like this for a while."
"Hmmm we will have to fix that. I like seeing your blonde head pop out, not a muddy brown one like your brother." I hear Susan and my Dad snicker from the other room.
"HEYYYYYY!"
"Don't mind him. He's just jealous your a beautiful blonde girl."
"Stop mom. You exaggerating because I'm your daughter." She just waves me off.
"I would love to chat and see what's new, but I have a pie to make Beatrice."
"Say no more. I will just go wash off some jet lag; if it means getting pie I'm down." My mom rolls her eyes and continues to roll the dough. The smell of her cooking stuffs my nostrils before I leave to the living room. Cinnamon, Nutmeg, Sugar, Pumpkin, and mmm vanilla. It's like I have food in my nose.
Coming into the room Caleb is watching the Big Bang Theory show, Dad is reading for work, and Susan is knitting a baby hat. Flopping on the couch I sit next to my brother. He pulls a blanket from beside him and hands me it. I enfold my body and snuggle inside. Leaning my head on his shoulder I sigh. Just like when I was a kid. Mom cooking, Dad working, Susan in love with Caleb, and my brother and I together.
Oh the good times.
DING DONG! Goes the front door, but Susan gets up before I can. She's always been helpful towards others.
Susan opens the door and says hello to whoever must be there. I can only hear what is going on from the living room.
But I know the voice to well.
"I told you! This is why I never should have let you drive, gosh your such a dipshit!"
I.
"This wouldn't have happened if you could read directions!"
Thought.
"I can read directions but you never follow them!"
I.
"For good reason! You were looking at your map the wrong way! You tried leading me into the Mississippi River for gods sake!"
Was.
"Oh please your such a baby!"
Free.
"My hair doesn't last in water! Looks this good don't happen when your drowned in fish crap!"
"When I come home for thanksgiving its so I don't have to hear you two nagging!" I scream from the living room.
"Tris!?" I hear Al scream and his footsteps. I hide under my blanket and next to Caleb.
"Beatrice you have visitors." Susan says quietly sitting on the other side of Caleb.
"No their more like an STD. A bitch to get rid of." I mumble.
"Beatrice!" My father seems to have stopped reading and heard that. Oops! While my brother seemed to enjoy the humor. Unfolding from the blanket I see the two imbeciles in front of me.
"How in gods name did you find my home?"
"Your lovely mother invited me for thanksgiving!" Al squeals clapping. I groan and Caleb finds this too amusing. So getting up I punch somewhere special on him. His groan is audible to everyone.
"Why did you do that?" He groans.
"Oh you know too well Caleb. Don't mess with your sister!" Susan chimes.
"Oh I love to mess with Trissywissy!" Al giggles and Lynn it swirling her finger by her head. Then pointing at him as well, indicating he's crazy.
"Im sorry to be rude I don't know you two. Beatrice please introduce me to your friends." Peering his glasses down, my father eyes Lynn and then Al. "Only friends I'm sure."
I start choking on air as Lynn bursts into laughter. Caleb takes the opportunity and smacks my back, too hard might I add.
"No I assure you us three are just friends Mr. Prior. I'm Lynn and this is Al. Nothing is happening between your daughter and Al." Lynn's lips meet her eyes as she smiles.
"Yes sir. I'm just friends with Tris here. While she is a lovely lady I'm afraid I'm not into girls." My father sighs and Caleb chuckles.
"It's wonderful to meet friends of Beatrice!" Dad shakes their hands and they shake his. "Not friends more like parasites. Because they enjoy sucking life out of you for fun." I mumble. But father ignores the comment.
"So where are you two from?"
"I'm from Minnesota sir. Born and raised in Duluth." Al replies cheeky.
"I'm from here Mr. Prior. My folks are over in LeClaire, but our Thanksgiving is being spent the day after the real. Since my sister is spending tomorrow with tonight with friends and my relatives have their own tomorrow."
"It seems then you will be tired of turkey by this week then!" My father chuckles.
"Lynn, Al, this is Susan. Caleb's fiancé. And the girl he got preggo!" I squeal and Caleb smacks my arm.
"Please don't introduce her like that!" He whines as Susan smiles nodding at the two.
"You kids enjoy in here. I'm going to my office to work on the computer." Getting up he leaves through the hallway.
"Now for real introductions!" I say.
"Caleb and Susan, please meet the Lady Assface." Lynn bows.
"And her mistress, Lord Dipshit." Now Al, being himself, curtsies.
"I'm not going to even ask." Caleb shakes his head as he says this.
"So where are you staying Al?"
"At Marlene's with Christina."
"Why are you and Christina not going home?" Al sits by me. Caleb returns to his show.
"Christina said something I can't remember what though. And my parent don't really like me. They aren't cool with my liking guys thing."
"That's sad. I'm sorry to hear that." Al shrugs it off.
"Tris I don't care what you say. I'm sitting on your lap; I need to sit my backs killing me." She then sits on top of me and I groan. Caleb high fives her to make it worse.
"How did you hurt your back?" Before she can tell Al he cuts her off. "Running from good taste?"
"I'm sorry could you say that I didn't hear you. I think one of your feathers got caught in my ear."
"Is that so, well at least some of my style rubbed off on you."
"What the gayness visible from space?" Caleb has now stopped watching his show instead now my friends. They are better then any cable.
"What's visible from space is that horrendous face. God must have put too much beauty into this that he only had ugly left for you."
"Maybe he got the label mixed up too, either that or too much beauty makes hideous."
"The ugliness explains the assface now!" Sometimes I wonder if I should have popcorn for this.
"Welcome to land of Dumbshit, population you!" Al and Lynn continue to stab each other.
"Are they always like this?"
"Yes." I whisper back to my brother.
"The pies are in the oven! Time to greet our guests!" My mother stops the fighting between the two. Walking in she is not wearing an apron any more. Now it's just her in her red sweater.
"Mama Prior!" Al runs and hugs my mom. While I stand here gaping at the sight.
"I think Al just one upped you Bea." Caleb tells me. And I can believe it.
"What do you think of her hair? I think it should be blonde again!" My mom comments with Al. No wonder they get along because of me.
"Browns good, but her blonde is like wow! Especially in that dress you sent her! I was dying from how gorgeous she was!"
"Do you feel the need to vomit like I do?" Lynn mumbles.
"Nah, then they will just comment on my vomiting."
"Good point." Lynn follows me with my blanket as I waddle to my reading spot upstairs. My feet glide across the hardwood as I make my way. Getting close to slipping a couple times but catching myself before. As she follows up the stair she comments on something.
"What are these?" She points at the vertical boards on the stairs. When I was younger my mom let Caleb and I paint them. We chose our favorite books and then painted them there. So the stairs look life each panel holding is a book spine.
"We always checked books at the library. Because it was selfish to buy and keep books to ourselves. So to remember our favorites mother let us paint them here."
"Your moms the best."
"I know."
Opening my door two blobs, I call dogs, look upwards. They were too lazy to get up earlier to check the door; so now they greet Lynn.
"I hope your okay with them."
"Yeah I love dogs but hate cats. Dogs are cool they protect you and love you. If a cat doesn't give two shits what do you expect me to give?" I laugh at tough Lynn snuggling with my dogs on my bed. She manages to distract Hershey and steal part of my covers.
"You coming tonight?"
"To what?" I sit in my reading spot on the edge of my room. Some books we shared with relatives and friends. So that wasn't being as selfish.
"Thanksgiving at the Pedrads. Your invited to have Thanksgiving early with all of us." Hmmm issue is Tobias will be there. And I don't know exactly what to do with us.
I really like him, but he's still in love with the girl I'm not. Beauty of Dauntless.
Then I also have to watch what I say in front of them too. I can't say how when we were done at the Cabin I wasn't home because I was touring. That I was in San Francisco, New York, Dallas, Las Vegas, and a couple others performing. (Al had too much fun in Vegas) Cleaning my hair of the dye and then to have to back because I ran out of shampoo.
"Tris if you don't go Al will drag you. And I won't stop him. So you either go or face the pain of being dragged acros.."
"Fine I will go."
"Good! Now before we dally on other stuff I have a question."
"What's he question?"
"Will you tell him?"
"Uughhhhhhhhh."
"Tris I'm Serious! He really likes you! He is swoon between you and Beauty of Dauntless!"
"Soon really?"
"Yes! Now are you going to tell him. He's already even told you his name! His name! He never tells anyone his name!"
"Lynn you don't get it! We are just friends! He's not swoon or whatever you say!"
"Fine if your just friends, then you wouldn't mind joining for dinner? I mean you are just friends nothing more." The devil caught me.
"Alright I will come for dinner."
"Let's go then!" I am now being dragged out of my room and downstairs.
Oh such wonderful things await! Ugh.
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Tobias Eaton November 26th Pedrad Home
"I swear to god Uriah if you don't put pants on you will scar your sister for life!" Uriah is sliding down the banister in superman boxers.
"It's a bird! It's a plane! No it's little Uri!" Of course only Marlene finds this cute.
"I'm blind! It official I have been scarred for life!" Nikki is lying face down. She was not the happiest of her brothers return.
"Come on little sis! You still have a whole lifetime to see worse!" Zeke cheekily picks up,his sister. Throwing her over his shoulders. She screams and pounds on his back.
"PUT ME DOWN!"
"Uriah take off that cape!" Uriah's running in a cape, Zeke's carrying a screaming Nicole, Marlene is giggling, Christina is Dutch braiding Marlene's hair, Will is reading, and Miss Pedrad looks like she's trying to cook in this mess. To disrupt this mess the door bell rings.
"God Damnit I've had it! Uriah put some damn pants on! Zeke drop your sister now! Or no food for either of you!" Hana screams. Quicker then the speed of light Uriah rushes for pants. And Zeke drops Nikki on the ground. Nikki wimps in being dropped on the hardwood. Her long black hair falls in front of her face. Covering her glaring emerald eyes.
"Lynn! Why would you punish yourself by coming here? I love you but you don't have to put yourself through this much to see me." Hana wraps Lynn into a bone crushing hug.
"Hana how are you holding up? Have you kicked them out yet?"
"Close, very close. Now who is that behind you?"
"Hana his is my best friend Tris. Tris this is Miss Pedrad, but call her Hana." Tris is here?
"Hello Hana it's very nice to meet you." Tris shakes Hanna's hand. Uriah by now is down with pants on.
"Can you give my sons some of your manners? Your just such a skinny thing with all this politeness."
"Then this is a dipshit named Al."
"Ah Lynn now your being normal." Walking in the three come to the family room. Tris in one hand is holding an apple pie. Hana takes the pie from her and retreats to the kitchen. Or known as so far safe zone.
Tris is wearing bright pink skinny jeans, and a white with black polka dot button up. Her hair is in a large, loose bun. She looks beautiful. Clearly only mascara is on her, which I love. Because girls shouldn't hide their true beauty. If someone cant appreciate them for their true self, then why should they be with you?
"I win! Hand me the money Zeke! I got her to come!" Lynn hands out her arm. Zeke grumpily smacks a five on her palm. Instead of being focused on that I watch Tris. How her eyes light up right now. No one notices her standing their silently with a smile on her face. Her keen dimples peering through. The small strand of loose hairs that drape her face. She brushes them back but they just fall down.
"Thank you for doing business my good man." Al whispers something in Tris's ear. She looks at me and then blushes. Did he tell her I was staring?
"I'm bored we should do something." Uriah whines
"Karaoke time!" Zeke fist pumps with Uriah. Then plugs in the microphone, stereo, and tv. Uriah holds the mic and decides a song. Zeke snatches the mic from him and clicks play.
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It's been a really, really messed up week
Seven days of torture, seven days of bitter
And my girlfriend went and cheating on me
She's a California dime but it's time for me to quit her
La, la, la, whatever
La, la, la, it doesn't matter
La, la, la, oh well
La, la, la
We're goin' at it tonight, tonight
There's a party on the rooftop
Top of the world tonight, tonight
And we're dancin' on the edge of the Hollywood sign
I don't know if I'll make it
But watch how good I'll fake it
It's all right, all right, tonight, tonight
I woke up with a strange tattoo
Not sure how I got it, not a dollar in my pocket
And it kinda looks just like you
Mixed with Zach Galifianakis
La, la, la, whatever
La, la, la, it doesn't matter
La, la, la, oh well
La, la, la
We're goin' at it tonight, tonight
There's a party on the rooftop
Top of the world tonight, tonight
And we're dancin' on the edge of the Hollywood sign
I don't know if I'll make it
But watch how good I'll fake it
It's all right, all right, tonight, tonight
You got me singin' like
Whoa, come on
Oh, it doesn't matter
Whoa, everybody now, oh
Just don't stop, let's keep the beat pumpin'
Keep the beat up, let's drop the beat down
It's my party, dance if I want to
We can get crazy, let it all out
Just don't stop, let's keep the beat pumpin'
Keep the beat up, let's drop the beat down
It's my party, dance if I want to
We can get crazy, let it all out
It's you and me and we're runnin' this town
And it's me and you and we're shakin' the ground
And ain't nobody gonna tell us to go
'Cause this is our show
Everybody
Whoa, come on
Oh, all you animals
Whoa, let me hear you now, oh
Tonight, tonight
There's a party on the rooftop top of the world
Tonight, tonight
And we're dancin' on the edge of the Hollywood sign
I don't know if I'll make it
But watch how good I'll fake it
It's all right, all right, tonight, tonight
It's all right, all right, tonight, tonight
Yeah, it's all right, all right, tonight, tonight
Just singin' like whoa, come on
Oh, all you party people
Whoa, all you singletons
Oh, even the white kids
Just don't stop, let's keep the beat pumpin'
Keep the beat up, let's drop the beat down
It's my party, dance if I want to
We can get crazy, let it all out.
Zeke and Uriah both finish their dance and toss the mic to Christina. She winks at Shauna and they strut up. Obviously trying to get their boy friends attention. Selecting a song both stand up in front. Tipping their heads down, hair falling in their faces. Until they sing their then flips upwards.
Doctor, doctor, need you back home, baby
Doctor, doctor, where ya at? Give me something
I need your love, I need your love, I need your loving
You got that kind of medicine that keeps me coming
My body needs a hero, come and save me
Something tells me you know how to save me
I've been feeling real low, oh I need you
Come and rescue me
Make me come alive, come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life, come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die, come on and turn me on
Turn me on, turn me on, turn me on, turn me on
Boy you make it, make it right
my temperature is super high
If I scream if I cry
It's only cause I feel alive
My body needs a hero, come and save me
Something tells me you know how to save me
I've been feeling weird, oh I need you
Come and rescue me
Make me come alive, come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life, come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die, come on and turn me on
Turn me on, turn me on, turn me on, turn me on
Make me come alive, come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life, come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die, come on and turn me on
Turn me on, turn me on, turn me on, turn me on
You've got my life in the palm of your hands
Come save me now, I know you can
D-D-D-D-Don't let me die young
I just want you to father my young
I just want you to be my doctor
We can get it crackin', chiropractor
I-I-I-I-I-I-I know you can save me and make me feel alive
Make me come alive, come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life, come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die, come on and turn me on
Turn me on, turn me on, turn me on, turn me on
"Did you like that?" Shanua teases a drooling Zeke. Will's blood has been drained from his face and is apparent down below. Christina grins and sits on his lap, especially noticing his bulge. Then passes the mic to Uriah. He looks at us three and glances at Mar. Getting up we click play Uriah in lead.
I've tried playing it cool
But when I'm looking at you
I can't ever be brave
'Cause U make my heart race
Shot me out the sky
You're my kryptonite
You keep making me weak
Yeah frozen and can't breathe
Something's gotta give now
Cause I'm dying just to make you see
That I need you here with me now
Cause you've got that one thing
[EVERYONE:]
So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing
Now I'm climbing the walls
But you don't notice at all
That I'm going out of my mind
All day and all night
Somethings' gotta give now
Cause I'm dying just to know your name
And I need you here with me now
Cause you've got that one thing
[EVERYONE:]
So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
[EVERYONE:]
Get out, get out, get out of my mind
And come on, come into my life
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing
[EVERYONE:]
Woah (Clapping)
You've got that one thing
Get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
[EVERYONE:]
So get out, get out, get out of my head
And fall into my arms instead
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
[EVERYONE:]
Get out, get out, get out of my mind
And come on, come into my life
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing
He pulls Marlene up from her seat and kisses her. The girls, besides Tris and Lynn, squeal. Pulling away he looks at her. "Will you be MY one thing?"
"Yes." She grins and kisses him now. It seems everyone's life's are piecing together besides mine is falling apart.
Zeke just sings a song with out anyone's care.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
B-B-B-Be careful making wishes in the dark, dark
Can't be sure when they've hit their mark
And besides in the mean, mean time
I'm just dreaming of tearing you apart
I'm in the de-details with the devil
So now the world can never get me on my level
I just gotta get you off the cage
I'm a young lover's rage
Gonna need a spark to ignite
My songs know what you did in the dark
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
All the writers keep writing what they write
Somewhere another pretty vein just dies
I've got the scars from tomorrow and I wish you could see
That you're the antidote to everything except for me, me
A constellation of tears on your lashes
Burn everything you love, then burn the ashes
In the end everything collides
My childhood spat back out the monster that you see
My songs know what you did in the dark
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
My songs know what you did in the dark
(My songs know what you did in the dark)
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
So light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
Light 'em up, up, up
I'm on fire
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
"Tris you want to sing?" He gestures the mic at her. She goes a little pale and shakes her head.
"C'mon! I'm sure we have some Six you could rock?" He jokes and she pales even further.
"No thanks. I actually heard Four say he wanted to go though." Way to throw me under the bus Tris.
"Finally! Your tolerating being normal!" He squeaks.
"If you do this it's not normal."
We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
But not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life
Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden
That's bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They're all I can see
I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things
Will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?
Instead of Tris singing Six I decided to. Because I wanted to sing something to Tris not Beauty of Dauntless. If we were in a different world or place without this mess I would want to be with her. Except I shouldn't be with her here.
Tris is brave. She was hurt and touched by two indescribably evil men. Instead of cowering in fear she stands tall and tries to get past it.
Tris is fearless. Never have I seen her scared. Yes she may be worried of frightened, but never scared. Scared is when you can't act because your body trembles with fear. Tris doesn't show any fear.
Tris is kind. Unless you upset her she won't hurt you for no reason. She once told me pain may be given to you, but it doesn't always have to returned.
Tris is selfless. She puts others before herself. Her love and actions are bundled for those she is close to.
Tris is clever. If she won't admit it I will, damn is that girl witty.
Tris is strong. She may not be the strongest physically, but mentally. How she recovers from the incident in less then a week I don't know! I have only seen Tris cry if it's a desperate moment.
Tris is all the things I'm not. Thats why she deserves someone better then me. Tris deserve so much better then a weak father feared coward.
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To my surprise Tris walks up to me. Grabs a mic behind me and clicks play.
.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
I don't like walking around this old and empty house
She sings to me so I sing back.
So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear
The stairs creak as you sleep, it's keeping me awake
It's the house telling you to close your eyes
And some days I can't even dress myself
It's killing me to see you this way
'Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Hey! Hey! Hey!
There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back
Well tell her that I miss our little talks
Soon it will be over and buried with our past
We used to play outside when we were young
And full of life and full of love.
Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right
Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear
'Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Hey!
Don't listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same
Hey!
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Hey!
Hey!
You're gone, gone, gone away
I watched you disappear
All that's left is the ghost of you.
Now we're torn, torn, torn apart,
There's nothing we can do
Just let me go we'll meet again soon
Now wait, wait, wait for me
Please hang around
I'll see you when I fall asleep
Hey!
Don't listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same
Hey!
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Don't listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same
Hey!
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Singing with her is like breathing air: you never want to go without it.
"Damn if you all can do this, then for hell is sure I can." Al snatches the mic from me and clicks play.
I threw a wish in the well
Don't ask me I'll never tell
I looked at you as it fell
And now you're in my way
I trade my soul for a wish
Pennies and dimes for a kiss
I wasn't looking for this
But now you're in my way
Your stare was holding
Ripped jeans
Skin was showing
Hot night
Wind was blowing
Where you think you're going baby?
Hey I just met you
And this is crazy
But here's my number
So call me maybe
It's hard to look right at you baby
But here's my number
So call me maybe
The music is shut off and Uriah holds the plugs in his hands. The rest of us cover our ears.
"Why did you do that?" Al asks.
"Cause you sound like a strangled cat!" Lynn quips.
"No your a liar."
"You do!"
"No I don't!" He argues back and just then we hear Hanna.
"What the hell was that?! We don't own a cat!" Al face drops as his mic does.
"See!" Lynn screams.
"Shut up!" He pouts sitting down.
"I think we're done with this dinner will be ready soon." Marlene says.
"Not yet we have one more song. Zeke, Will, Uriah?" The three of them eye me as they come foreword. Looking at the screen they smile and we exit the karaoke. Instead I play a soundtrack for my new song. Classic.
Hey where's the drums
Ohhhh, woahh
Let's go
Woo, girl your shinin'
Like a 5th avenue diamond
And they don't make you, like they used to
Your never going out a style
Woo, pretty baby
This world mighta gone crazy
The way you saved me
Who could blame me
When I just wanna make you smile
I wanna thrill ya like Michael
I wanna kiss you like Prince
Let's get it on like Marvin Gaye, like Hathaway
Write a song for you like this
Your over my head,
I'm out of my mind
Thinkin' I was born in the wrong time
One of a kind,
Livin' in a world gone plastic
Baby your so classic
Baby your so classic
Baby your so classic
4 dozen roses
Anything for you to notice
All the way to serenade you
Doing it Sinatra style
Ima pick you up, in a Cadillac
Like a gentleman, bringing glamour back
Keep it reel to reel, in the way I feel
I could walk you down the aisle
I wanna thrill ya like Michael
I wanna kiss you like Prince
Let's get it on like Marvin Gaye, like Hathaway
Write a song for you like this
Your over my head,
I'm out of my mind
Thinkin' I was born in the wrong time
It's not a rewind
Everything is so thrown back yea
I kinda, like it like that
Your out my league
Old school Chic
Like a movie star from a silver screen
Your one of a kind,
Livin' in a world gone plastic
Baby your so classic
Baby your so classic
Baby your so classic
Baby your class and baby your sick
I never met a girl like you, until we met
A star in the 40's, centerfold in the 50's
Got me trippin' out like the 60's, hippies
Queen of the discotec
A 70's gleam and an 80's vest
Beyonce, Marylin
Girl your timeless, just so class
Your over my head,
I'm out of my mind
Thinkin' I was born in the wrong time
It's not a rewind
Everything is so thrown back yea
I kinda, like it like that
Your outa my league
Old school Chic
Like a movie star from a silver screen
Your one of a kind,
Livin' in a world gone plastic
Baby your so classic
Baby your so classic
Baby your so classic
This was the first song I wrote for Tris. But it describes her completely.
Living in a world of plastic, but she's the only classic.
.
Tris Prior
I still can't stop thinking about that song. All threw dinner we sneaked glances at each other. Now it's time to go home.
"Are you sure your not going to crash here?"
"Sorry but I should really get back to my family. Thankyou Miss Pedrad for dinner and nice to meet you Nikki. I can't believe you survived having those two as brothers."
"Heyyyy!"
"Tris call me Hanna. Miss Pedrad makes me think of my mother in law. And she's not someone to be compared too." She jokes.
"Okay. Again thankyou, bye!" Walking out the door I step into the snow covered ground. It crunches beneath my feet. Then snowflakes fall on my nose and head. All while making my way to my brothers car.
"Let me walk you to your car!" Tobias runs up to me and walks beside me. Snow catching on his deep dark hair.
"It's cold you should go back inside. I'm fine it's just down the street."
"I insist." He places a hand on my back reassuring. So I continue my trek.
Staring into the sky I notice each falling snowflake dancing until it reaches the ground. Twirling around us, then marking our path. Beautiful, just like the song.
"That song was beautiful."
"Hmm." He seems to be enjoying the night as well.
"The song. It's beautiful, she must be a lucky girl."
"You don't get it do you?" His lips quirk into a smile. Something that has been hidden almost all night, till now.
"Get what?" I ask confused.
"You. The song is about you." Me? He wrote a song for me? Why?
"Why?"
"Because you are different. You don't follow a path; you create your own." His deep blue eyes peer into mine. Gleaming from the porch and house lights.
"Oh." I blush and look down. Stopping at my car.
"I'm here." I tell him. He looks at me and comes closer.
"I had a wonderful night and break with you. Can we do something soon?"
"I would love that." I smile and he returns it.
Slowly Tobias leans in towards me. I take in a sharp breath astonished at what to happen.
His hand raise and he cups my face. Rubbing his warm fingers on my cold cheek. As he leans in towards me. Closing my eyes I prepare.
He's going to kiss me.
.
*SPLOOSH!
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I break apart from him in udder shock. A car sped past us and slung snow on top of us.
Disappointment is read all across his face.
"I better get going." I tell him sadly. Then I climb into the car and wave goodbye.
Driving away one thought clutters my mind.
He was going to kiss me.
*So we are getting close guys! Do you see her starting to accept his love for her. She may not accept it fully but she's not rejecting it out of hand.
Alright now I'm warning you all. Your going to have to give me some leniency for the next couple chapters. There are going to be a lot of important things coming up. So to get it perfect I may be a tad later then usual in updating.(I apologize of this piece was not my best. I was already getting behind in my mind. And I needed to just post while I could.) The chapters coming up will be important to all FourTris lovers!
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TheaWrites: She is an amazing author and person! I love every single one of her stories, and I think you will too. Thea is one of the greats in divergent fanfiction so please check her out!
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