Thanks for your kind reviews, and thank you to crazylove4u for the great idea! I will totally use some of it later in the story ;) Well enjoy this chapter, I'm thinking about uploading a new chapter later... Or is it too much for one day?
Four POV.
My plan kind of worked, Tris and I ended up sitting outside throwing raisins until 4 in the morning. By that time we were more asleep that awake, and we decided to call it a night and head off to bed. I sort of enjoyed hanging with her, she was fun to be around. Deep inside I know she is right about Marie, I should not be such a wimp. I'm walking into the bus, we are about to leave the cabin. I spot Tris alone, and it's kind of the only seat left.
"Do you mind?" I ask pointing to the empty seat. She looks up at me, and lets out a short laugh.
"No, as long as you keep your mouth shut. I need a nap, didn't get much sleep last night" She says giving me an annoyed glare.
"Oh, why? What did you do?" I ask with a smirk.
"I threw raisins after an empty bottle, trying to get one of them into it"
"Wow, that sounds stupid"
"Yeah, that's what I told the guy who made me do it. But you can only expect stupid things from him, he is kind of a dork" I chuckle, and Tris leans against the window closing her eyes. I wanted to ask her something, but the conversation made me forget it. Damn it Four! Quick, before she falls asleep.
"Uhmm Tris?"
"Hmm" She says, not opening her eyes.
"Do you think that I could have your number?" Her eyes snap open, and she looks at me like I just insulted her or something.
"Why?" She says.
"So I can text you and ask you if you want to hang out, you know the day you decide that we can start over" I'm trying my best not to stutter, like I am some 6 grader asking a girl for her number.
"Sure, whatever. Give me your phone" She says, I am about to give it to her, but then I remember that it's dead again. Why did I have to forget to charge it?!
"It's dead… again. But here, write it down on this" I hand her my book, and she looks through her pocket and pulls out a pen and her own phone.
"Here, dial your number in" She hands me her phone, and after 10 sec. we switch back.
"Did your girlfriend tell you to read that book?" She asks, closing her eyes and looking away.
"Kinda… Why? Is it a chickflick?"
"I guess you're about to find out"
After the first chapters I start to understand what Tris meant, this is insane. When I am halfway through the book I need to stop, I am afraid that I will grow breast. I make a note to myself; Grow some, and tell Marie that the book sucked. By this time we are back at the school, I nudge Tris.
"Go away, asshole" She mumbles and try to slap away my hand, her movements are slow so I guess that she is still sleeping. I nudge her again, and this time she slowly opens her eyes and looks at me.
"Sorry to interrupt your beauty sleep, but we are back"
"Oh, thanks" She says and rubs her eyes. She puts on her jacket, grab her bag and then just sit and stares at me. I think that are in the middle of a stare contest, so I just hold her gaze. She start to look annoyed.
"Are you coming Tris?" Someone asks behind me, Christina I suppose.
"If Four decides to let me get out!" She exclaims breaking the eye contact. I look away embarrassed too, and get up.
"Sorry" I mumble as she walks by, she just roll her eyes and shakes her head, but I can see a little smile on her lips. Maybe she doesn't think I am such a dork after all.
When I get home I can smell the alcohol, and I know exactly what I am coming home to. I walk up to my room, and take of my duffle bag. On the way down again, I prepare myself for what is coming. My dad is passed out on the couch, an empty bottle of Jack N' Daniels on the table. I walk over to him, and shake him to wake him up.
"Dad, come one. You need to get up in bed" I say pulling him up in a sitting position. He finally looks at me, and I know that look too well. He looks at me with disgust, and like it's all my fault.
"Leave me alone" He hisses.
"No, I will not leave you alone. Why can't leave you alone for more than a day, and then you start drinking" He looks at me with a cruel expression.
"Why do you care? You didn't give a shit about your mother"
"It's not my fault that she is gone! And she is not coming back, because you drink yourself senseless! She would be disgusted if she could see you now" I see him tense up, and a second after his fist connects with my face. Then he breaks down crying and mumble apologizes, and then stubbles up to the stairs to his bedroom. Just another bad night at the Eaton's.
The next morning my dad has already left when I get up, I look myself in the mirror and the bruise on my face isn't the worst. I pack my bag, grab a granola bar on the way out and then bike to school. Everybody seems to have their minds somewhere else today, nobody is really paying attention in any of the classes. I'm standing by my locker, Uriah comes up to me and leans against the locker beside me.
"Are you coming to the practice after school?" I look up from my locker.
"Of course, why wouldn't I?" Uriah shrugs.
"I don't know, maybe you wanted some extra time to get ready" He says. I wonder why he didn't ask about my face yet.
"Get ready for what?" I ask confused. Uriah just laughs, and walks away.
"You're funny!" He yells over his shoulder. What the hell is he talking about? I shut my locker, and try to figure out what Uriah was talking about. Lost in my thoughts, I am not watching my steps and I collide with someone.
"Ouch!, Jesus! Watch where you are walking!" Tris exclaims, while gaining her balance. She looks up at me.
"What the hell happened to your face?!" She exclaims.
"Are you sure you said that loud enough?" She raises an eyebrow.
"You are avoiding my question" She states
"I just got hit the face with a football"
"Idiot. Are you coming to the party tonight? Or is it too dangerous, you know for your reputation" She asks. Oh! So that's the thing Uriah was talking about. I'm about to say yes, but then I remember that I have work. I ignore her mocking tone.
"I can't I have work, but I am done about 9. So maybe if the party is still going" I say.
"I don't think you will miss anything super exciting. We are going to dance that weird traditional dance, and I really suck at it" She says, starting to walk to her next class. I catch up with her.
"I am bad at it too, maybe we should dance together then. Then it won't be that bad" I say. She looks at me for a second.
"Don't push it, Eaton" She hisses, and then turn on her heels and walks away.
She is really making me work for her forgiveness, but I guess that's okay.
Because something tells me, that it will be worth it.
I've decided not to make Marcus too terrible, he is still a bastard though :P