I woke up to a feeling of something heavy on my feet. A bunch of squeaks and too much light. I half open my eyes to see Celeb sitting on my bed, he is holding something a book?
"Is this true?"
"What?"
"This." He starts waving the book in my face.
"Well I dunno," I roll back over and try to ignore him, " I wasn't alive then was I?"
"Yes you were, read it." He throws it in my face. I scan it expecting a boring essay or stupid question. But I see its a magazine, a large photo of Four the front. The writing in is pink and a smaller photo of me covers an 1/8 of the page. The title reads, 'Love four Pop singer?', I scan the article. Odd words jump out, Portia, Renwal, Goth, Star, Prior Mansion. I sit up finally awake.
"Yes," I grown, "Does mum know?"
"Yes sadly, I have her knitting at the moment. So just stay quiet for a while."
"Fine Celeb, go away."
"Thanks for the kindness Tris." Celeb grins as he walks out. I walk over to the curtains, look out and see cameras everywhere. I pull the curtains closed. Not thinking I pull on my leggings and Messi' s football tee. I pull my hair into a ponytail and do my usual makeup, then skid down the stairs and into the garden. I stand for a moment and remember why I'm in the garden. Oh Four lives next door. I run over to the fence and flip over landing neatly in the middle of the lawn. Looking around I see Four sitting in the kitchen reading the article on us, I watch as he smiles and crosses out something. Then run to the door,
"Four!" I scream, he looks up annoyed. See' s me and jumps up annoyance turning to worry. He opens the door and I fall through already crying. Closing the door he pulls me up into his arms, I can see a tattoo curl around his neck. His muscles, I can feel though my jersey, are more prominent than when I last properly met him 2 years ago. His hair longer but not really long, the only things I recognise are his smile and his eyes. Depositing me on the sofa he goes over to the curtains and closes them.
"How did they..." I hiccup gently, he turns round and puts his arm around me.
"They knew where you lived anyway and I'm always followed, it's a total Mickey take."
"What are we going to do?" I wail, letting my tears return.
"Well we can ignore them, play up to them or hide from them, which is very difficult. I think ignore is probably best as you can already scale a fence well and seem alright at hiding. I can learn to climb but I can't hide at all. So I will do my normal. No answer."
"Okay," I cough, my tears are salty and my eyes sting.
"Just when you open your curtains make sure you are at your best, make sure Celeb is as well. Brothers always get effected, not parents though. Only marriage' s get parents envolved. If you enter my house by fence leave by fence and vice versa. Friends will be key during this, we need to keep them envolved. Got it?"
"Yes," I nod my head but it makes it pound. I stop suddenly and he smiles hugging me he mutters in my ear,
"I love you Tris."
"You know what I think I love you to Tobias." I mutter back, he squeezes my chest and I squeeze back. We let go and smile...
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