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YIPPEE CHAPTER UPDATE!

So I found out that I'm seeing the Divergent movie on Sunday, and I am officially fangirling so hard that I'm not sure it's legal.

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I wake up and instantly don't know where the hell I am. I take in my surroundings, and I quickly realize that I fell asleep at Tobias's place. Correction - I fell asleep in Tobias's bed with Tobias himself. Before I have time to panic and try to remember if we did anything last night, I feel a pair of certain blue eyes cutting holes through my head and an arm tighten around my waist. I spin around - the arm moving off my hip - onto my other side, and I meet my gaze to the pair of blues eyes.

"Shit, Tobias. Next time, try to stare at me without my knowing," I joke at him with a smirk. He already has his glasses on, which can only mean that he has been awake for a while. Probably staring at me. I am flattered, yet freaked out.

"I'll make sure to try harder next time," he responds.

"If there is a next time," I mumble under my breath.

"Oh, don't worry, Tris," he says with that stupid, yet sexy, smirk of his, "you'll be in my bed again."

"Pervert," I say. Tobias just laughs and tightens his hold on my waist. He nuzzles his head into the crook of my neck, and I can feel the rim of his glasses pushing against me, along with his hot breaths. I shiver. "Hey, Tobias, um, not to ruin this incredibly adorable and picture-worthy moment, but I need food." He pulls away and looks into my eyes. Damn, he has beautiful eyes.

"Well, since it's a wonderful Saturday morning, and I am quite sure that neither of us have anywhere else to be, I was thinking that I could take my beautiful girlfriend to a reasonably priced café downtown," he says, overusing the adjectives. I smile and say that that sounds perfect. And it honestly does. "Good. Go get changed, my dear, because we have a day of just you and I ahead of us." I glare at him.

"You can cut it out with the ridiculous medieval talking now," I say while grabbing my tote bag and heading into the bathroom attached to his bedroom. "By, the way, I might be in the shower for a while, so you better take the shower in the bathroom that I distinctively remember you having downstairs. I'm not waiting for you to get ready!" I shout to him after shutting and locking the bathroom door. I hear him mumble something unpleasant - predominately curse words-, and him walking out of his room and down the stairs. I smile triumphantly and turn on the shower water.

I quickly strip of my pajamas - which are nothing but a thick-strapped tank top and sweatpants - and step into the hot, but relaxing, shower. I faintly see my blue highlights fading dramatically in my reflection on the shower wall. I'll have to remember to ask Tobias if he can take me to get them redone today. You can barely see anymore of the midnight blue I once had streaking my blonde hair. It now looks as if someone got blue food dye and decided to squirt some in my hair.

Disgusting, I think to myself.

After standing still - letting the water beat down on my back - for about ten minutes, I decide to finally take an actual shower. I then realize that Tobias only has the weird "2-In-One" manly shampoo/conditioner shit.

Of course he can't have something normal for me to use.

I come to the conclusion to just use the bar of soap to wash my hair. I lather it up in the palms of my hands and massage my head with my fingertips. I wash the suds out and wash my body. I stand there for about five more minutes before using up all the hot water. I turn the shower off and step out. I dry off fast and get changed into my normal black ripped skinny jeans and black V-neck T-shirt. The shirt fully shows off my new ravens tattoo - the ones flying towards my heart, soaring across my collarbone. I drag a comb through my knotted hair and brush my teeth. I walk out of the bathroom to a Tobias sitting on his bed with his phone in his hand. His glasses are all fogged up, and if I didn't know any better, I would say that he took a shower while wearing them. His hair is still glistening with water, as I suppose mine is as well.

"God dammit, Tris, what the hell takes you so long?" he asks.

"I'm a girl, Tobias, how much time do you expect me to take?"

"As I recall, last night you were informing me that you weren't a girl. And it took me a minimum of ten minutes to get ready. Took you an hour."

I shrug my shoulders and laugh.

"Well it's good to learn the virtue of patience, is it not?" I say with mock sincerity. We both know that I don't give a damn about patience, considering how impatient I am.

"Can we go now?" Tobias complains. I nod while still smiling and let him lead me downstairs after he grabs his wallet and stuff that and his phone into his pocket.

We hop into his car, and I instantly check the radio for anything good on. When I catch the bass sound of 'Radioactive' by Imagine Dragons, I shriek.

"God, Tris!" Tobias says.

"Shut up! It's fricking 'Radioactive'!" I yell at him.

"I'm waking up; I'm feeling it in my bones.

Enough to make my system blow.

Welcome to the new age.

To the new age.

Welcome to the new age.

To the new age.

Whoa, whoa.

I'm radioactive, radioactive.

Whoa, whoa.

I'm radioactive, radioactive."

The song ends.

"Shit!" I say. Tobias shoots me a confused look.

"Man, you love your music," is all he says - sarcastically, might I add. I mumble something along the lines of "Bastard." and "Shut the hell up.". We pull into the parking lot of a small café, and I try to mentally pronounce the name of the place, but I can't. It's in French. Damn. Schmancy.

"And you call this 'reasonably priced'? I can't even say the name," I tell him. He shrugs.

"Yeah. And they have good food."

We get out of his car after I tell Tobias that I can open the door for myself. We walk in hand in hand to the front door. We approach the counter, and I now realize that this place is just a less-popular version of Starbucks. I order my usual regular black coffee and just a chocolate chip muffin. Tobias orders the same, except he gets a bunch of artificial sweeteners in his coffee. We sit down at a two-person table in the corner of the café after a three minute argument about me buying my own food. He ends up buying for me.

Typical.

"How the hell do you drink black coffee?" he asks, taking a sip of his coffee. I roll my eyes.

"How the hell do you drink all those sweeteners in your coffee?" I say, mocking him by taking a sip of my coffee as well.

"Not as bad as plain coffee."

"Whatever. Anyways, since apparently you want to spend all day or whatever with me, there are a few things I need to do," I tell him while peeling off the paper on my muffin

"Okay. What may those things be?" he asks doing the same.

"Well for starters, I'm buying you normal shampoo and conditioner. I am not using the shit you use. And if you say that I'll be coming back to your house or whatever, I'll need it," I say. "Secondly, I have to get my hair done." He makes a disgusted face. "Oh, shut up. I just need to get new highlights. You can pick the color I get if you want," I add reluctantly. He smirks. "Make it good, though!"

"Pink," he says laughing.

"Hell no! I'm thinking either that blue again or maybe some type of lime green…I want to be more original."

"Green, then."

I smile.

We both finish our chocolate chip muffins and black or unnaturally sweetened coffee and walk hand in hand back to his car.

"First stop, hair salon," I tell him, getting in the car and checking the radio for more Imagine Dragons music.

"Do you have an appointment?" the lady at the salon's front desk asks me. I resist the urge to roll my eyes.

Be nice, Tris, I warn myself. I sigh deeply.

"No," I state plainly.

There, we go!

"Well, I guess I could squeeze you in," she says. I nod and say thank you. I lead Tobias by the hand to the waiting area.

Big, fluffy, pink chairs. Don't ask me why.

"I feel like I'm going to be sick," Tobias says. "How can you stand it in here?" He pokes the chair he's sitting on as if it will bite him.

It probably will. There's no way to tell if this ting is alive or not.

"Years of shopping with Christina have kind of prepared me for this." I look around to see if they sell hair products here, which they most likely do. I mean, this is a hair salon, people!

I spot the shampoo and conditioner and tell Tobias to wait there. I stand up and grab the products, paying for them there and then. Fifteen dollars. I turn around and start walking back to Tobias, noticing two girls trying to seduce him. Damn. He notices me and quickly stands up melodramatically to greet me.

"Tris!" he exclaims, throwing his arms in the air. "My wonderful and extremely attractive girlfriend!" I can tell that he's trying to get the girls off of his back. He shoots me a pleading look; he's asking me to help him.

"Hey, Four," I say, making sure to use his nickname in public. "I got the stuff for later," I tell him loudly - making sure the other whores can hear - and wink at him. I hear the Slut Duo make frustrated sighs and see them stomp away. I smirk to myself.

"Thanks," Tobias whispers to me. "So about later…" I can hear the smirk in his voice even though I'm walking away from him. We sit down again on the freak chairs, and I smack his arm.

"Pervert."

I hear my name being called for getting my hair done. I tell Tobias to wait there, and that if any girls should try to make out with him to whistle and yell "Rape!" really loud. He gives me a confused look, and I walk towards the lady who called my name laughing.

"Damn, Tris, you look sexy," Tobias tells me when we walk out of the hair salon.

Apparently while I was gone for the half hour getting my hair done, two girls tried to seduce Tobias. Again. I couldn't see him, but I heard a loud whistle then the continuous yell of "Rape!". I had to make the hairdresser stop doing my hair so I could have a laughing fit.

"Thanks. I guess," I respond to him.

"What do you want to do now?" he asks. "We got done the two things on your list."

Just then, I get a text. I dig my phone out of my pocket and check.

(1) New Message: Chris

Hey gurllll…having another partay 2nite at my house & I want u n' 4 2 b there. Had Uri invite his friends as well along w/ our little group. Having it in 30 mins. B THERE OR DIEEEEEEE. Luv u! ~Chrissy.

I sigh loudly.

God gave us common sense for a reason, and why can't people use it to spell words fully and correctly? Even in a text message!

I respond with, Okay.

"Who was that?" Tobias asks.

"Christina. She's having another party and apparently she had Uriah invite your friends as well as mine. It's in a half hour, and she wants us to be there," I say. He nods.

"Guess we're going to Christina's?" he asks.

"Going to Christina's."

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