Four POV:
Zeke, Uriah, and I finish setting up for the party, right at nine. Perfectly on time. Nothing could be better right now.
"So who all did you invite?" I ask Zeke while waiting for others to show up.
"Those who made the football team, Shauna, Lynn, Marlene, Will, Christina, and Tris. Oh, and Al."
"Al?"
"Yeah, you got a problem with that?" he asks.
I shrug, not wanting to tell him what happened this morning yet and he takes that as a 'no.'
Then Tris and Christina walk through the door. Stunning. Then Tris walks over to me.
"Stop drooling," she says, a smile spreading across her face.
"Can't help it," I say grinning from ear to ear.
Then we go sit down on the couch. Tris sits on top of my lap. I rub her back and she relaxes.
After a while, everyone arrives.
"I'm gonna go get drinks for us," I say after a while.
Tris nods and gets off my lap. She stands around awkwardly as I go get drinks.
I just enter the kitchen when Lia stops me.
"Where's your girlfriend? Oh, wait. She's so puny she'll fit in your pocket."
"Stop it Lia."
"Why? You're the quarterback and I'm a cheerleader. We'd go perfect together."
"Our personalities wouldn't."
"Stop it four. I'm meant for you and you're meant for me and we both know it," then she lunges for my lips. I shove her off and punch her lips. They swell up almost immediately.
"Stay away from me if you know what's good for you," I tell her bitterly then walk off to get some drinks.
'You want a beer Tris?" I ask her.
"Are you joking? I don't drink." she responds.
Then I go get her a Sprite.
When I get back, I see Tris staring off into space.
"A penny for your thoughts," I tell her.
She shrugs. Then after a while she responds, "It, just, I don't know. It doesn't make sense why you would like me. Lia seemed perfectly happy with you. Why not go for her? She's a cheerleader with a perfect body."
"Wait, you saw that?"
She nods, "You were gone for so long that I started wondering."
I gulp, "I told you, I don't care for what she looks like. Or anything about her. I like your personality," and with that, I kiss her.
She smiles and looks at Will and Christina who are snogging off in the distance.
"They're getting on well," Tris says.
I nod and kiss Tris again. This time she wraps her arms around my neck to deepen the kiss.
Then Zeke burps really loudly, causing everyone to stop what they're doing. And I'm talking coyote yell loud. I bet his neighbors heard that...
"Whoa. That got your attention, didn't it?" he says while laughing, "Well, my good buddies, I think that it's high time we turn on the karaoke!"
A few people shout out 'yes' and 'good idea,' but most people go back to doing what they were doing before. Then Uriah wolf whistles exceptionally loud. Everyone quiets, as Zeke turns on the karaoke. Zeke starts everyone off by singing 'We are Young' really badly.
Everyone boos halfway through and Uriah steps up to the spot.
"I'll show you how to do it, big brother," he says, taunting Zeke.
Zeke's face became really red as he was the laughing stock of everyone, but apparently he was more interested in entertaining his guests than beating the crap out of Uriah, so he laughed along with everyone.
"I'm gonna go use the bathroom," I tell Tris.
She tugs on my polo shirt.
"Yes?"
"Please don't leave me here alone," she says. I glance to my left and Al is there, like closer to her than socially acceptable.
I nod. Tris drains her Sprite and we walk upstairs hand in hand.
Tris waits outside for me. When I'm done, we go down the stairs, hand in hand.
"So...do you want to talk about what happened this morning?" I say to break the silence.
Tris coughs and shakes her head, "Not now. Let's enjoy the party, okay? But thanks for taking care of me."
I smile, "Well, you're my girlfriend."
She grins back, "Well, aren't you the gentleman today? Pretty soon, you're gonna get sick of me, if we see each other so much."
"Somehow, I don't think so."
I wrap my arm around her small frame and we go back to the party.
By the time we get back to Zeke and Uriah's living room, Zeke and Uriah have everyone on the ground, especially their girlfriends, laughing.
Tris and I sit down next to each other on the couch and soon start laughing. Within a few minutes, Tris' head is rested on my shoulder. Her hand is on my knee, with the fingers spread out. I put my hand over her's and our fingers are intertwined. Tris smiles at me. Someone next to us coughs.
Tris looks over her shoulder, "What do you want Al?"
"How did you know it was me?" he asks, clearly confused.
"I saw your face, and heard your voice. I'm not stupid," Tris speaks to him like a five year old.
"So...will you forgive me?"
"No. Never speak to me again," Tris says coldly.
Al stands up and walks out, mumbling to himself.
Tris looks at me innocently.
"Hey, it's gonna be okay," I say.
Tris smiles at that and we go back to watching people try their hand at karaoke.