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Tris POV
Gym passes by quickly, and then I am off to Creative Writing. I signed up for it as an elective because I already have all of my English credits out of the way, and it sounded interesting. I couldn't have been more wrong.
The class is the definition of miserable, but at least Will and Uriah are the class too. I didn't sit with them yesterday, but today when I walk into class, Uriah waves me over.
"Hey Tris!" Uriah exclaims.
I sit down next to Will, and say, "Hi Uriah, hi Will."
"Are you coming to the party tonight?" Uriah asks me.
I think for a second, I really don't know. I told Four earlier that I would, but I told Christina and Marlene that I wasn't going. I only said that because I thought they were planning something, and Christina agreed to stop, but still… I'm not sure.
"I might show up," I say.
"I hope you do," Will says, "It'll be great!"
"Yeah!" Uriah reinforces.
"I'm not really the biggest party person…" I start.
"But you have to come! We'll be playing truth or dare afterwards," Uriah says, trying to convince me.
"Okay! I will," I say.
The rest of the day goes quickly. After I finish at the gym, I go home and try to decide what to wear to the party. I could just go over to Christina's house, that's probably where all of the girls are, but I don't really want to get caught up in all of the hairspray.
I decide to wear a dark green top with a lace back, and some dark skinny jeans and combat boots. This feels a bit more normal than the dress I wore to school today. I also throw on a silver charm bracelet that I got for my 16th birthday, and keep on the earrings and necklace I wore earlier.
I take off the detailed makeup that Christina put on me this morning, it was ruined after the gym anyways. I replace it with just a bit of concealer, eyeliner, mascara, and blush. It still looks simple and natural. As for my hair, I just brush it out. The curls from this morning have turned into waves.
I do some homework and eat some dinner until I realize that it is already 8 o'clock. I don't know what time the party started, but I must be late. I grab a light black jacket just in case, and run out with keys in hand.
As I pull up to their house, I can feel the vibrations from the music's volume. There are a lot of people here, more than I expected. I don't know how I will ever find my friends here, it seems like the entire school showed up.
I don't bother knocking on the door, I just walk right in. Around me, everyone is dancing and grinding to the music. The stench of alcohol is nauseating, it makes me want to leave. But I don't, I keep looking. I finally find our group in the kitchen.
"Hi guys," I say, walking in slowly.
"Oh my gosh, Tris! You said you weren't coming!" Christina shouts.
I shrug, and say, "I changed my mind."
"Okay, now that everyone's here, we're going to start up the karaoke!" Zeke shouts into the microphone. The entire room yells and claps.
"Karaoke is a Pedrad party tradition," Four whispers to me, "Everyone looks forward to it."
I nod in understanding, and Zeke shouts, "Who's first?" Several people raise their hand, but Zeke doesn't even look before he hands the microphone to Uriah.
Uriah really does put on a performance. He sings On Top of the World by Imagine Dragons, and I found out a few things about Uriah tonight. He is a bad singer, he is a worse dancer, and he is not afraid to go all out. It really was a sight.
I stop paying attention, some people aren't really singing but just yelling profanities into the microphone. "Are you going to sing anything?" Christina asks me. I shake my head. It's not that I'm a bad singer, I would actually consider myself to be quite decent. But my dad was the one who taught me, and now he's gone.
"No, are you?" I ask her.
"Yep, I'm going up next!" Christina says excited. She sings Tee Shirt by Birdy, and I can't help but wonder if it was meant for a specific person. I'll have to remember to ask her later.
The night progresses, and I become more and more tired. Karaoke continues on, Will sang Come to Me by The Goo Goo Dolls, Zeke sang Pumped up Kicks by Foster the People. Marlene and Shauna were with me, off of the stage.
"Our last performer for this evening will be Four!" Zeke announces, and hands Four the microphone. He didn't strike me to be one to sing on stage, but I guess you can't judge a book by its cover.
You know I'd fall apart without you
I don't know how you do what you do
'Cause everything that don't make sense about me
Makes sense when I'm with you
Like everything that's green, girl, I need you
But it's more than one and one makes two
Put aside the math and the logic of it
You gotta know you're wanted too
I realize that he's singing Wanted by Hunter Hayes, and he's actually a really great singer. I sway along to the music.
'Cause I wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I, I wanna make you feel wanted
Anyone can tell you you're pretty, yeah
And you get that all the time, I know you do
But your beauty's deeper than the make-up
And I wanna show you what I see tonight...
When I wrap you up
When I kiss your lips.
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
'Cause, baby, I, I wanna make you feel wanted
As good as you make me feel
I wanna make you feel better
Better than your fairy tales
Better than your best dreams
You're more than everything I need
You're all I ever wanted
All I ever wanted
And I just wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I wanna make you feel wanted
Baby, I wanna make you feel wanted
You'll always be wanted
I thought I was imagining it until Christina whispers into my ear, "Four was staring at you the entire time he was singing." I blush a deeper red than I knew was possible when she said this. What was he trying to tell me?
"Okay, party's over!" Zeke announces, and everyone starts to leave. I find Four as he moves away from the crowd.
"Hey, that was really awesome. I didn't know you could sing," I say to him.
He smiles and says, "That was my first time doing karaoke."
"Really? That's hard to believe, you did great," I say, shocked.
"Why didn't you get up there and sing something?" he asks.
"I'm not that great of a singer," I say. It's not a complete lie, but I'm not garbage like I'm leading him to believe.
"I don't believe that," Four states, shaking his head.
"Maybe I'll tell you the real reason some other time," I say. I don't like being dishonest, it's not that I don't trust him, but this isn't a particular truth I would like to share right now.
"Maybe you can sing for me some other time too," he suggests.
I don't really want to, but I don't want to say no. "We'll see," I say.
"Okay guys, it's time for truth or dare!" Uriah announces, and we form a circle on the ground to begin.
Four POV
I am done with the day before I know it. The gym blows by as well, I will admit that I am extremely excited for the party tonight. The feeling is because of Tris, it is all Tris.
Zeke asked me to come over before the party started. I get there at four, and just let myself in. "Hey dude," Zeke says to greet me.
"Hey," I say.
"HEY!" Uriah shouts from upstairs.
Zeke hands me a Coke, and we spend the next hour watching college football. That's when Will shows up.
"Hey Will," I say.
"Hey," he says as he sits down.
"Where were you?" Zeke asks suspiciously.
"I-uh, at home?" Will says.
"THAT'S A LIE!" Uriah shouts as he comes downstairs eating a poptart.
"Nah," Will says, shaking his head. I'm still not convinced, but I don't really care that much.
"Uriah, what on earth are you wearing?" Zeke asks. Uriah is currently dressed in a bright yellow sunshine tee shirt, a pink tutu, and knee high rainbow socks. He looks absolutely ridiculous.
"Lynn told me that if I dressed like this to the party, she would give me a neck massage," Uriah says.
"More like a neck fracture, you really think Lynn would do that?" Zeke says.
"She pinky promised!" Uriah shouts.
"Did you check if she had her fingers crossed?" Will asks. Uriah's face shows sudden realization, and he then stomps out of the room while we are all laughing.
God, they can be so immature sometimes. I wish Tris was here.
"Four," Will says, snapping me out of my daze.
"Yes?" I ask.
"Well, are you going to do anything special for Tris at the party tonight?" Will asks. The question comes as a shock to me; I wasn't planning anything, but now I'm thinking that I probably should.
"Don't give him too many ideas," Zeke says, laughing. Like I said, they can be some immature. I shove him.
"I probably should, huh?" I say.
"I don't know, girls like really romantic stuff. Kissing right at midnight, long scenic walks, that kind of stuff," Zeke says.
"That doesn't sound like a Pedrad party," I say.
"No, but you could pull her off to the side, outside even. Something like that?" Will suggests.
"We're not together though, I don't want to freak her out," I say.
Then it comes to me: karaoke.
"Wait, I've got it. Just don't start karaoke until Tris gets there, ok?" I say.
Zeke nods with a knowing smile.
We set up everything for the party, and soon enough people start to arrive.
The girls arrive a half hour after the party starts, but Tris isn't with them.
"Where's Tris?" I ask Christina.
She shrugs, and says, "She told me she wasn't coming." Not coming? Just this morning she said that she'd be here.
"She told me that she'd be here," Will says.
"Me too," I say. Maybe she changed her mind.
The party rages on, and after another hour, Zeke comes up to me.
"Dude, listen, we need to start karaoke soon and Tris isn't here yet," he says, speech slightly slurred.
"Just give it another half hour, ok? If she's not here by then, you can start," I say, making a deal. He nods and walks off.
I then hear a familiar voice in the kitchen, and it's Tris. I walk in to find her talking to Christina. I turn to Zeke and nod, and he says into the microphone, "Okay, now that everyone's here, we're going to start up the karaoke!"
I move closer to Tris, and whisper in her ear, "Karaoke is a Pedrad party tradition, everyone looks forward to it." She nods in response. I stay right next to her, she looks breathtaking. Much simpler than what Christina did to her for school today, and I really do like it.
"Who's first?" Zeke asks, but everyone knows the answer. Some people raise their hand, but Zeke just hands the microphone to Uriah. He always goes first.
Karaoke goes on, and lots of people go up. Some are really good, some are absolutely terrible, but I can't focus on the performances. I'm trying to think, my insides are filled with nervousness and excitement. I'm going to sing for my first time ever, and I'm going to sing to Tris.
"Zeke, I'll go last," I say, "Wanted by Hunter Hayes."
"Alright!" Zeke says.
Time passes, and Zeke waves me over. "Our last performer for this evening will be Four!" he announces, and hands me the microphone.
I start the song, and am careful to keep my eyes on Tris the entire time. I want to make sure that she know that I am singing this for her, and I mean every word.
She starts to sway to the music, it is cute how she is enjoying it. I finish the song, and then see Tris blush when Christina tells her something. She must've not know it was for her until now, and I smile.
"Okay, party's over!" Zeke says, and people start to file out. I make my way over to Tris.
"Hey, that was really awesome. I didn't know you could sing," she says.
"That was my first time doing karaoke," I say. I want her to know that I did is as a special thing, for her.
"Really? That's hard to believe, you did great," she says.
"Why didn't you get up there and sing something?" I ask her, changing the subject away from me.
"I'm not that great of a singer," she says, but I can tell that she's lying. A part of me wonders why she would lie, but then the question answers itself; it's because of her past.
I shake my head, and say, "I don't believe that."
"Maybe I'll tell you the real reason some other time," she says. I smile, I'm glad that she can trust me.
"Maybe you can sing for me some other time too," I add, I don't know why. I have a feeling that Tris is actually a great singer, and if she won't do it in front of people, I still want to hear it. And spend time with her, alone.
"We'll see," she says.
"Okay guys, it's time for truth or dare!" Uriah announces, and we form a circle and begin. Here we go.