Chappie 10
Last time: And one question for everyone who thought that would happen: how would they get in my room?
Present:
-Time Skip to Waking up-
The lights go out and I can't be saved.
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead, singing.
Come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head and a
Trouble that can't be named
A tiger's waiting to be tamed, singing
You are
You are
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know, singing
Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease? Singing
You are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are
And nothing else compares
Oh nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
You are
You are
Home, home where I wanted to go
Home, home where I wanted to go
Home, home where I wanted to go
I shut it off there. I love that song. I'm trying to convince Susan to learn it on the piano.
I then remember that today is Saturday so I don't have to change into clothes yet.
I put on music and dance around my room.
I then get a text from a number I don't know that says:
"Trissy, I'm gettin u ready 4 Uri's party 2nite."
I text back "who is this?"
C: it's me, Chrissy
T: u dont know where I live
C: u sure? ;)
Chrissy, you are one crazy, stalker-ish friend. But I love you any way.
-Time Skip-
Christina shows up at my house with six bags.
What the heck, Chrissy?! Six bags?! Seriously?! She walks right past Tori and my Tori doesn't even give her a funny look. I just... I just... No.
We walk up to my room and put her SIX bags down.
"Trissy, I have the perfect dress for you!" She squeals.
"Ummm, Chrissy, how do I put this? I don't wear dresses." I say.
"But you have to!" She whines.
"Nope, not going to happen." I say in a sing-song voice.
"Fine!" She huffs.
I end up looking pretty good in black stockings, white shorts with black spots, a dark gray shirt and a jean jacket. Christina wears a pink and purple floral design dress. She looks really pretty.
"Makeup time!" Christina squeals for 780th time this evening.
"Chrissy, I know I probably can be made pretty, but it will take a lot of work. Plus, I already look pretty good! Why don't we just leave it here?" I tell her, hoping to get out of having makeup put on.
"Nope! You're not wearing a dress, so you're wearing makeup!" She says in a sing-song voice. Curse her.
After she's done I look in the mirror and see a miracle. I'm pretty! For once in my entire life! I give Christina a big hug and squeal. She does the same to me.
We leave the house looking equally hot. When we get to the party she barges right in without knocking. That's Chrissy for you!
I swear everybody stops to stare at Chrissy. Or are they staring at me? No, definitely Chrissy.
Uriah comes up to me and gives me a big kiss. I kiss back. Strange, I don't feel the same spark as I did yesterday.
"Tris, are you trying to get me killed?" He says laughing.
"What do you mean, Uri?" I ask. He's probably just drunk.
"I mean, look at you! You're usually hot but now, you're smoking! No guy in here can keep his eyes off of you!" He says eyeballing me himself.
"Come on, lets go play some truth or dare!" He shouts.
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