Emergent || Chapter 5

"Tris, you lazy butt! C'mon, your so hard to wake up. Ugh!"

There was a tug on my arm. The pulling stopped, finally. All of sudden, I felt a spritz of water. My eyes shot open the minute it contacted my face. The liquid was at a temperature where it was cold enough for me to actually open my eyes. As you can tell, I'm not easiest to get up. My heavy eyelids overcame my struggle of keeping them open.

"I don't wanna," I moaned. I felt a butt land on my face. Yup, a butt. It was squeezing my head between my soft pillow and a body part that I rather not have touching my face. It wasn't as heavy I was expecting it to be, though. And for that, I was grateful.

"Alrighhh Eyyyyye'llll ggyett ahhhp," I attempted to say. It was kind of hard to speak when someone was sitting on you face. Luckily, whoever this was, was light enough to push off. I heard a thud and a familiar groan that belonged to a close friend of mine. I yawned, while walking to the bathroom. I had long black streaks that ended around my cheek bones. The line that surrounded my eyes was faded and gross. Chris began pounding the door, then informed me to be down at the cafeteria in ten minutes. Ugh, people, they're everywhere. In the morning, I'm not the happiest person to be around. I cleaned the black ink from my face, leaving it fresh.

I exited the room that consisted of my throwing up. I shouldn't have listened to Chris. I am so not drinking anymore, ever. Sluggishly, I opened up my closet. It felt like a comfy day, so I grabbed some leggings. Slipping them on one leg then the other. I surveyed my closet of black clothing. I reached for an easy black tank, basic and cute, but then hesitated. I should've asked Chris to stay and help me. Fashion is not my forte. My black long sleeve stared me in the face. I took it off the hanger and happily put it on. It was so soft, I could just fall- No, stop it, Tris. I threw on some black boots. As I was about to leave, I remembered my face. It was dead. I quickly grabbed the piece of paper Chris left me that day we went shopping. She gave me this paper, just in case I ever wanted to put on makeup. I didn't believe her, but since I look like a zombie, I thought, "Why not?" I scanned through the highlighted words.

Recovery from a Hangover

I can't believe she had a look for this. My dear friend, Christina, wrote down a bunch of tips and instructions on how to apply this gunk. She knows my incapability to brush my face with powder without looking like a freak. All the sheet said was to swipe a substance called blush on your cheeks and a crayon type, skin color toned stick called concealer underneath my eyes. All these names were foreign to me. It was quite exciting actually, learning all these fancy terms. It was like a whole different language only girls spoke. I, unfortunately, didn't know how to speak it, so here I was, struggling to make myself look somewhat presentable.

When I finally achieved a look that didn't look terrible, I ran down to the cafeteria. An empty seat was next to Chris and Uriah, so I quickly snatched a muffin and claimed the spot. I took a big bite from my breakfast. Yumm...

"Uri, that was a lot of fun. Last night, I mean," Marlene, who sat across from us, complimented, nervously.

"I'm happy you had fun, unfortunately the aftermath is a pain in the a-" He was quickly cut off when Zeke put his hand on Uriah's shoulder, startling him. Uriah rolled his eyes, obviously very annoyed.

"Stop flirting," Zeke commanded, causing an uproar of laughter among the table. Uriah gave out an irritated sigh. "Ily!"

"Ily?" Lynn asked. "We're you dropped on your head or something? What the hell does that mean?"

"Well, two Erudite people, one guy one girl, came by the compound earlier to talk to Max. I brought the dude to Max, and the girl and I chatted for a bit. Might I say, she was hot. I think her name was Sandra (A/N: You see what I did there?), if I'm not mistaken," Zeke explained. I couldn't help, but smirk. Yeah, that's Zeke.

"Anyways, Sandra started talking to me about technology back in the old days. Apparently, people had these things called 'Cell Phones,'" he said putting air quotes around the name. "They shortened their words or only used the first letter of each word in a common phrase when they texted. So, Ily is I Love You. Sandra said when people said it face to face, it was used in sarcasm."

Christina shoved Zeke.

"Go transfer to Erudite," she teased.

"What's texting?" Mar asked, quite intrigued.

"Ah, texting," Will said. "The act of composing a short, brief electronic message between two or more phones. Messages are written through keypads and sent immediately when sent button is hit."

"Thanks for the history lesson," I said, sarcastically.

Once I finished my meal. Chris and I headed up to her room. I jumped on her bed and just laid there while she grabbed a hoodie. Chris put it on then sat next to me. I looked at her face, she wanted to say something. Just as I was about to ask what was wrong, she spoke.

"Thanks," Christina said, simply.

"For what?" I questioned.

"The whole Will thing," she answered with a blush. I bit back a laugh. When does Chris blush? I mean really.

"Oh, no prob," I assured her. There was an awkward pause.

"Can you be a girl for a second?" She finally asked.

"Is that an insult?" I retorted. I wasn't offended, but I knew it'd make her laugh. She did what I predicted and let out a small giggle.

"He kissed me last night. It was really weird. Like you know how Uriah kicked us all out? Well, Will walked me to my place and then kissed me," she said as she fell back onto the bed. God, she's such a girl. I looked at her, her face was really pink. It was adorable. I rarely got to see this side of Chris, her vulnerable, tell all side. We sat in a comfortable silence.

"Oh my gosh, I feel like a naïve twelve year old," she let out, eventually.

"A little bit," I added. We both laughed. I never thought I'd be having these conversations. Talking about your self was thought of as selfish back in Abnegation. I was so happy to have a normal girl conversation with someone while doing community service. Chris looked at the time.

"Hey, Four's gonna be done in an hour. Wanna hang 'til then?" She asked.

"You know it," I said. We just talked until I had to leave. When it was finally 6 o'clock, I said bye and ran over to the control room.

Author's Note:

Hey! I hope you guys like this chapter. I had so much fun writing this. Sandra, for all you who don't know, is one of the characters from Alex's fan fic Between Heart and Knowledge, which is about Caleb's initiation process. Its really good so go check it out.

Four six Tobias tris: I did, hope you like it.

Emma Claire 45: Omg you're like the sweetest thing ever. Thanks so much! I really appreciate your support.

Anyway, I will be doing some oneshots that you guys can read while waiting for mu updates.

ILY from Zeke.

Byee