AN: Alrighty then I got a good response on the first chapter so far, so I'm going to keep writing. Also, I'm going to try to respond to all the reviews I get. Right now it's easy because there was only a few reviews but hopefully the story will gain popularity. Also I changed my username to candor-dauntless, so yeah. If you like it tell your friends please! Okay so enjoy the chapter!
Tris' POV
When I wake up I can only think about one thing:
Tobias.
Should I call him? Is it worth it? What if he's not really different and he really that guy I met last night? There was nothing wrong with him, he's just not my type. Some girls like to be showered with compliments; I, personally, don't.
But then again, he did seem sweet. And it would be so easy to call…
"Earth to Tris!" Christina, my roommate, snaps her fingers in my face.
"What?" I say snapping out of my trance.
"Well, I walked in the room and you didn't say anything. Didn't even acknowledge my presence. You've been staring into space for a solid five minutes."
"Oh, well, sorry. I guess I'm just out of it."
"Whatever, it's fine. So, why did you run away after the show last night? I needed a ride."
"I just figured you would go out or something. I didn't want to hang around Molly and Peter. Did they say anything about me?" I ask. Christina's mouth pinches in a hard line and she turns away from me. She walks out of the kitchen and into her bedroom. I'll take that as a yes.
"Christina," I yell as I follow her out of the room, "Was it awful? What did they say?"
She turns around with a sheepish look on her face.
"Alright," Christina says hesitantly, "But don't get mad at me. Molly said… your make up made you look like a cheap whore and that you're a sad excuse for a ballerina. And Peter said the only reason you're prima is because you fucked the choreographer."
My expression hardens and I try to hold in all the hateful words I want to say.
Christina continues, "But then Drew chimed in and said that wasn't possible because you're so plain no one would even want to go to first base with you."
It's true. My body is childish and flat. I have no curves. My nose is too long and my eyes are an ugly grayish blue. They would be right in assuming no one finds me attractive.
Except they're wrong. I know some who does. And I'm going to call him right now.
Tobias' POV
I wake up around noon with a pounding headache and a nauseas feeling in my stomach. I should not have drunk that much last night. I'm grateful my first class at the gym isn't until three.
I walk out of my room and into the bathroom in the hall. My apartment has two bedrooms and is really meant to be shared, but I liked the space so much and I didn't want to share it. Also, I don't really like people in general, but that's a different issue. I rummage through my medicine cabinet for the aspirin. When I find it I go to the kitchen to get water to down the pills with. My phone vibrates in my pocket. A text from Zeke.
How was the ballet, bro? See any hot chicks ;)
Last night was a blur; I barely remember the ballet. I text him back:
Idk, man. I got kinda drunk beforehand and I can't remember anything that happened after dinner.
I see the missed call icon on my notification bar. Probably my mother calling with a fake apology for bailing on me last night after dinner. I look in my call log and see that the call came from a number I don't recognize. When I call back, the phone rings three times before a girl picks up.
"Hello, this is Tris," the girl says and then it all comes back to me. Tris and her beautiful dance. And how I made a complete idiot of myself when I went to go compliment her. I can't believe she called me.
"Uhhm Hello?" she say. Oh shit, I haven't said anything yet.
"Hi, Tris. I was just surprised it was you. I didn't think you'd call me."
"Yes, well I've decided to give you another chance."
I laugh a little, "Well, thank you. I promise I'll be totally respectable."
Now she laughs. It sounds the most beautiful sound in the world.
"I'll hold you to that," she says, "So I'm assuming you weren't trying to win me over on the phone."
"We can meet up if you want. I know a burger joint that's right by the theatre you performed at last night. Say, 6:30?"
"It's a date."
Tris POV
I tell Christina I'm leaving and bolt out the door before she can question me about where I'm going. I'll tell her about Tobias eventually, but now is not that time.
The burger place is fairly close to my house so I walk. It takes about ten minutes and when I get there I see Tobias waiting out front for me. Suddenly, panic spreads over me. I said this is a date and I've only ever been on two real dates in my life. What if I'm not what he expects?
When I walk up to him gives me an easy smile and my butterflies calm down. I wave at him a little as I walk up.
"Hi," he says.
"Hello," I say back with a smile.
"Uhhh so, before we start this, I really want to apologize for last night. I know I was really forward and stuff. I just want to start fresh."
"Okay," I say, not quite sure what he means.
"So, hello I'm Tobias Eaton. Nice to meet you."
"I'm Beatrice Prior. You can call me Tris," I respond with a laugh.
He opens the door for me and follows me into the restaurant. I sit down at a booth and he sits across from me.
"So Tris, what do you do?"
"Are you serious? You saw me doing my job last night," I reply, rolling my eyes.
"What do you mean? I just met you and I want to know what your job is. What's wrong with that?" he laughs.
"Fine. I'm a ballerina at the studio right next door. Prima ballerina, mind you. And when I'm on break I work at a tattoo shop downtown. You?"
"Interesting. I'm a personal trainer and sometimes I teach classes down at Dauntless Fitness."
"Oh really?" I say as I look over the menu. "I go there sometimes with my roommate."
"Funny how we haven't crossed paths before."
Just when I am about to respond, a waitress, whose breasts are popping out of her shirt, comes and interrupts us. Great.
"Hey there handsome, can I get you a drink?" she say flirtatiously, obviously hitting on Tobias. He clears his throat uncomfortably. At least, he isn't encouraging her inappropriate behavior.
"I'll have a Coke, thanks."
She winks and walks away. What the hell?
Tobias starts laughing.
"What's funny?" I ask defensively.
"Nothing, ahh… you just look pretty jealous."
"Me? Jealous? Of what?"
"Of how that waitress was flirting with me," he replies.
I feel my cheeks beginning to burn and I respond, "No. I'm just mad because she left without taking my order."
Tobias just smiles and nods.
The whole night goes like this. The waitress flirts with Tobias and ignores. Tobias has to order for me because she refuses to acknowledge my existence. And every time she leaves Tobias laughs at me for "being jealous".
"For the final time I am not jealous! She's just really rude," I say indignantly.
Tobias' face is red from laughter as he says, "Okay, let's agree to disagree."
Tobias pays the bill and I notice he doesn't leave a tip. Bitch had it coming.
We walk out of the restaurant on to the street. Its dark out and the street lights illuminate the sidewalks. Tobias stands in front of me with his hands shoved in his pants pockets. He awkwardly bounces on the balls of his feet. He looks very nervous.
"Something on your mind?" I ask.
"Can I walk you home?" he says quickly.
I smile slightly and respond, "Sure."
As we walk down the street we fall into easy conversation. Somewhere along the way Tobias takes my hand and laces his fingers through mine. The butterflies in my stomach return and I'm thankful for the dim lighting because my face is probably red as a tomato.
We get to my apartment complex and he walks me upstairs, holding my hand the whole way up. When we arrive at my doors he lets go and an awkward silence falls over us. Is he going to kiss me? Do I want him to? I look up at him and I know the answer to that question is yes. It may only be the first date, but I feel really close to him, in a way that's different than anything I've felt before.
Tobias bounces on the balls of his feet again and we both just stare at each other. Suddenly he places his hands on either side on my face and lightly kiss my lips. He brings one hand down and laces our fingers together as place my other hand on his chest. I lift my heels up to deepen the kiss.
When we pull away Tobias smiles down at me and says, "I'll call you tomorrow." I nod slightly and watch him as he walk down the hall.
I go to bed feeling happier than I've felt in a while.
AN: OKAY so that's the chapter I hope you like it! I spent a really long time writing this one and I tried to give you guys a long chapter I tried Tobias' POV a little just to see what kind of voice i wanted to give him. I know I want him to be different than Tris'. Whatever lol If anyone is interested I am looking for a sort of unofficial beta. You'd have to know stuff about ballet and you could help proofread stuff. We could also be best friends but that's optional. Please review!