Hey guys! First off, thank you for all the amazing reviews! Every time someone writes one I get so happy! I have read every single one! Thanks again, and keep reviewing! Also, I am going to try to post more often. I am going to try to post two chapters this weekend! Here is my new plan which I might not follow but will try: 2 posts over weekend, one on Tuesday, and one on Thursday. Wish me luck! Hopefully I will get these chapters out quicker with a plan! Right now, I am hoping to end this story with more than 50 chapters at the least. Well, here we go with chapter 12! It is really short! I know! Sorry, but the next chapter eill hopefully be up tomarrow!
When I wake up the next morning, it is really early and I am spooned in Tobias's warm arms. My phone beeps from the side table, and I stretch my arm over and grab it. It is from Christina.
"Come down to the pit right now Six. I have something important to tell you. Bring a concealed weapon."
I quickly respond sarcasticly to the strange message. "Do my fists and remarkable abilty to fight count?"
"Ha ha. At least strap a knife under your knee or something."
"Why? Where are we going?"
"Just do it. Leave a note for Four, and sneak out. Tell him to call me. Or you."
"What's my birth date?"
"September 27th. Yes. It is actually me. Stop being so damn suspicious. And hurry up."
"Fine. See you in five."
I set down my phone and wiggle out of Four's grasp. I grab some skinny jeans, a black v- neck, and a sweatshirt that Tobias got me, and change. I strap a thin knife onto my wrist under my sheatshirt. I put my hair into a messy bun and slide in a headband to tame it somewhat. I lace up my combat boots, jam my phone into my back pocket, and dig around for some paper and a pen.
I'm going somewhere unknown with Christina. She won't tell me where the hell i'm going. I have a concealed knife if it makes you feel better. Call her. Or me. Love you always. Tris.
I decide that this note will suffice, and grab my keys and walk out the door. When I reach the pit, I immediatly scan it for Christina. It is not hard to find her, considering it if 4:30 in the morning and Dauntless do not enjoy getting up early.
"Finally! Okay. Let's go."
"Where are we going, Chris!"
All she says in response is, "To the tracks!" In an interesting voice that seems to fit the words, 'Forward march!' a bit better.
When we reach the tracks, Christina positions herself on a bulky and dirty rail. I sit next to her. "It's nice out here in the morning." I say. I laugh a bit to myself, thinking of what Four would say about sitting on the rails. Probably something along the lines of, 'I hope you're listening closely, Beatrice.' Just then, a voice which I know so well, a voice that belongs to me, emerges from behind us.
"Better be listening for a whistle, unless you plan on getting us all killed."
I smile, but don't turn around. Neither of us acknowledge his presence. He steps over to us, and slides down next to me on the tracks. "At least you brought a knife. You know, I wasn't alsleep." I rest my head against his shoulder. It's colder out here than I thought, so I wrap Tobias's arms around me. He smiles and pulls me onto his lap, cuddling me more.
"Nice of you to join us, Four." Christina says with a scowl. She is defeated. "And besides, why would we all be killed? You would've been just fine."
"Maybe you should re-think that." He responds. Christina looks confused and we both roll our eyes at her.
"Ohhhh.." She says after a moment of scilence.
The tracks faintly vibrate, and Four's eyes become alert. He stands up, and pulls me out of the way of the tracks. Christina sits non-chalantly, fiddling with her nails in definance.
"C'mon Chris." I say. A train whistle blows in the distance, and Christina stands over by us. When the train approaches, she begins running and a smile molds onto her face. She jumps on. Four and I chase after her, and swiftly pull ourselves in.
"So what am I here for?" I ask her. Her face turns hard. I turn to Four, realizing that this is going to be a difficult topic, and change the subject, hopefully delaying the inevitable conversation. "Also, did you follow me?"
"After reading that you needed to bring a knife in your note, yes. There are too many people who want you dead for me to be able to sleep again until you got back."
"Okay." Is all I say, with an accepting nod. Four looks surprised.
"Wow. That's it? I kind of thought that you were going to give me a speech about how I didn't need to worry about you. I don't. But I can't help it." I smile at him.
"I suppose you watched me change too?" I say, raising my eyebrows at him.
"Guys. This is important." Christina says, bringing our attention back to her. "It's Evelyn. She's not dead."
I know. That chapter was really short. Sorry, sorry! Don't mentally throw things at me! I am hoping to have the next chapter up tomarrow. It was sort of an introductory chapter to a cool plot twist. Thanks for putting up with my awfully sort chapter. If you review I will love you forever and get super happy inside! Thanks for reading! See you tomarrow with chapter 13! - Aly