Chapter 32
Last time: We just nod.
Present:
"Spill." Christina says while hopping onto my bed.
"About what?" I ask.
"You know." She says. I sigh. I do know.
"I don't know anything else about him." She looks guilty.
"Christina?" I ask, "What are you hiding?"
"I can't tell you!" She bursts, "I promised to keep it a secret!"
I just stare at her disapprovingly.
Suddenly my phone rings.
"You are soo lucky!" I mouth to her.
I pick up the phone.
"Beatrice? Beatrice!?" I hear someone shouting on the other end. I would recognize that voice anywhere!
"Caleb! It's you! Long time no see! How's Abnegation high?" I ask, excited to see (or hear) my brother.
"Umm, that's the thing. Beatrice, I got excepted into Erudite High. Father doesn't want me too and our mother, being her selfless self, says do what makes me happy. What should I do?!"
I think for a moment.
"Caleb, you worked hard to be accepted into there. It would be a shame to have wasted all of that time. I think you should go." I say, voicing my thoughts.
I look over at Christina. She looks super confused. She has a reason to be. She's only heard my side of the conversation.
"Thanks, Beatrice." Caleb says.
"Bye, Caleb!" I say.
"Bye." He hangs up.
"Who was that?" Christina asks.
"Take a guess." I say, wondering what she was thinking.
"Umm, your ex, Caleb?" I want to laugh but I also want to throw up. I would never date someone like Caleb or Caleb himself. Dating my brother. Eww.
"Try brother." I say.
"Girls!" Tori shouts from downstairs.
"Yes?" I shout back.
"Come down here!" She shouts.
Christina and I run down the stairs.
"Yes?" We ask at the same time.
"I'm bored." Tori says like a toddler.
"And how is that our fault?" Christina asks.
"Because it is. Now talk to me." She says.
Christina jumps at the chance.
"Well, we were talking about how Tris danced with a guy at the dance that she says, and I quote, " had the most spectacular blue eyes". Now she is telling me that he never told her anything about himself, so she has no clue who he is. But he did tell her to pick out one feature of his that she would remember so she could find him. She chose his eyes, and now, SHE CAN'T FIND HIM!" She shouts the last part.
Tori just stares for a moment. Then she says, "Tris, you know what this means, right?"
I stare at her now. "What does this mean?" I ask, slowly.
"We have to find him."
Sorry this took so long to update! The app-thing that I write this on was not working for a couple of days.
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QOTD: Are you a girly girl or tomboy (if you're a boy just say "I'm a boy")?
My answer: I was a girly irk for the first four years of my life. Then I discovered pirates. Pirates are awesome and I quickly turned into a tomboy, and I still am. The only thing that's not tomboy-like is that I hate sports.