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Wearing His Jersey

Chapter Twenty

Tris's P.O.V.

"You know what?" I said, nodding my head with each syllable.

"What?" Four asked. I could feel him looking at me as I sat beside him, looking out over the treetops as the sun descended down the horizon.

"We should have a picnic."

"That's a good idea. When would we do it?"

"Now."

"Now?" He looked incredulous, with his eyebrows raised and mouth parted.

"Yeah, now."

"Tris, it's already-" He paused, pulling out his phone and checking the time, "7: 45."

I shrugged. "If you want to have the picnic, we can text Caleb." He looked at me for a moment, then smiled and I leaned over, watching him send Caleb a quick text.

"Okay," he said. "We need to get the stuff. Where should we go?" He pushed himself to his feet and then held out his hand to me; I took it and pulled myself up.

"I think there is a grocery store right down the street, but I didn't bring any money. We'll have to run home real quick."

"I didn't either, or I'd buy the stuff. But it's fine; I've got a plan." I passed him a questioning glance and he gave me a look that said Trust me. I shook my head and we walked out from behind the building and headed down the street.

We walked to a small shop, about the size of an average living room, and walked through the isles, searching for the things we wanted for our picnic. I grabbed a few boxes of cookies, and Four rushed over to take them all so I didn't drop them; I laughed. He grabbed a box for a dozen doughnuts and filled it with four apple fritters, the rest chocolate with sprinkles. Then, he grabbed a small blanket, one with an enlarged picture of Elmo on it.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"You do realize we need something to sit on in order to have the major movie picnic experience?" I shrugged.

"I've never been on a picnic." I paused. "Plus, you probably don't absolutely need a blanket for the perfect movie experienced picnic, or whatever you said."

"Major movie picnic experience." I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Anyway, we're getting the Elmo blanket, though."

"You're the one who said we don't need it; I planned on getting it anyway."

I ignored him and headed to the candy isle.

"Tris, we have the cookies."

"I know."

"Cookies and candy?"

"Yes."

"That's a lot of sugar for nighttime."

"Mmm . . . I suppose. I've had more. I once ate two entire packages of Oreos and a few Snickers bars at night. I didn't feel good for four days." I laughed, and he seemed to take that as a sign that he could, too.

"Well then I think I need to keep an eye on you."

"Mmm . . . no, not really. I don't usually eat a lot of junk food at one time anymore." I picked up a box of Junior Mints and a bag of apples.

"Are we about set?" he asked. I nodded.

"Almost. We need something to drink. You good with water?" I said, walking over to grab a few bottles of water out of the cooler.

"Yeah." I grabbed four bottles and we brought them up front. "You know," he said as we waited in line. "I planned on just telling the guy that we could come back and pay tomorrow, but now I have another idea."

"What?" I asked.

"You'll see." He stepped up to the counter and dropped the pile of picnic supplies onto it. I set down the box of mints I had in my hand and the apples I had balanced in the crook of my arm.

"Hello. How are you this evening?" the man behind the counter asked in a monotone voice. I could tell he'd probably said that a million times today.

"We're good. But you on the other hand don't seem too happy. Brighten up," I said. He looked at me.

"Well, I guess at least I am in better shape than you." I frowned.

"Yeah. I have a broken arm, I had a mild concussion, and a bruised side but I'm still happy. You've been standing behind that counter for a few hours, you seem kind of grumpy. So, smile." He did. "That's better."

"Look at this one," Four said, pointing at me. "She got you happy. Anyway, she's never been on a picnic before, and we decided to have one now." The guy nodded. "But we hadn't planned on it, and neither of us brought money."

"Okay, so?"

"Smile," I demanded. He did. Then, Four continued.

"So, we-"

"Shut up." The guy looked back and forth between the two of us, then down at the small pile of things we'd put together. "This would be about twenty dollars," he muttered to himself quietly, then looked up at us. "You can take this, and have a nice picnic." Then, he pulled out a few bags, bagged the supplies, and when I told him to smile, he scowled at us. I thanked him, and on the way out, when I turned around, I saw him smiling.

Back at the picnic site, Four laid the blanket down in the grass, and we set everything up. There was a pile of cookie boxes in one area on the blanket, and the many beside it. The doughnut box was open, the apples set out, and the waters in a pile together.

"There we go," Four said, and he leaned over me to grab a chocolate doughnut out of the box. He took a bite and looked at me, nodding his head. "Good."

"You sound like a caveman," I laughed. "'Good.'" I pulled out an apple fritter and took a small bite. "This good too," I cavewoman talked. He laughed. We ate a few of the doughnuts and I had an apple; Four had two. I drank one water, and he drank one too. He was opening the chocolate- chip cookies when I grabbed the box of Junior Mints. I opened them and poured a few into my hand.

"Oh! You know what we almost forgot to do?" I jumped up from my seat on the Elmo blanket and ran over to the brick wall. I picked up the pink piece of chalk Four had and tossed it to him once he reached me. I picked up my blue piece and turned to the wall.

Someday, I dream I can

I stared at the words scrawled on the wall, and stepped forward.

Someday, I dream I can save as many of the animals at shelters as I can.

I turned around and set the chalk on the grass. I looked at Four, who was smiling with his eyebrows raised at me.

"That'll be fun," he said, nodding his head. I agreed, and watched as he went to write his dream. He turned and when he saw me watching, positioned himself so I could not see what he was writing. When he stepped away, I stared at the neat blue writing.

Someday, I dream I can go on a date with Tris Prior.

He looked nervous, and I grinned at him. I stepped closer to him and looked up at him.

"That'll be fun," I repeated, and he smiled.