Author's Note

Hey, friends! For a while, it felt like I was just writing, with a simple idea of where I wanted this to go, but after the previous chapter, I've gotten it together. I know more about what's happening. It used to be a sort of auto~pilot writing, like how I talk on auto~pilot when people are talking to me at school and I'm trying to read or write or something. I have to actually ask what we're talking about when I snap out of it.

Anyway, I'm back on track, and I'm really excited!

I've figured out the basic trick: I'm a bit more excited and enthused to write when I know what I want to do, and Im happy with my writing; I'm not just writing to get something up, although I'm glad, because that happened to get us to here.

Okay, ATTENTION! Please, everyone, I still need something to read. If you know a really good "Divergent," "The Selection," "The Hunger Games," "If I Stay," "Percy Jackson and the Olympians," or especially "The Mortal Instruments" (I'm caught on those; I love them all so much, and lately I've been reading a lot of "The Mortal Instruments" FanFictions!) please let me know! ALSO, I'd like to write a couple one~shots, so if anyone has an idea, I'll of course mention that it was your idea in the Author's Note, and I'd love to write just about anything. Thanks!

ATTENTION NUMBER TWO!: This is very important! I have all but one and a half chapters of the rest of the story typed up, and I plan on finishing today, and posting it all today, so the story will be complete! Please keep a look out and make sure that you don't miss a chapter!

This chapter is not the dance; it's right before it! Next chapter will be the dance.

On with the story!

Wearing His Jersey

Chapter Thirty

Tris's P.O.V.

"Matt," Caleb said, smiling. "But, it's odd, because I just met him! I hardly even know who he is. Tris, I don't even know his last name."

"That's okay," I said. "Some do say that love at first sight is possible." I winked. He blushed.

"We'll see. . . ." Just then, the doorbell rang. I glanced at Caleb.

"Look for him at the dance!"

"I will," he nodded. "Go on; he's waiting for you!" I shrugged.

"Maybe even ask him to dance!"

"Okay, I promise!" I smiled.

"All right!" I bounced on my toes. "I'm excited. Do I just open the door?" Caleb laughed.

"Well, I'd think so. How else are you supposed to get outside?"

"Whatever," I laughed, heading out my door and going down the stairs as fast as I could in the shoes I was wearing. I stopped in front of the door, took a deep breath, smiled, and opened the door.

He was standing out on the front step, one hand behind his back, the other fiddling nervously with his deep blue tuxedo jacket. I smiled, knowing he hadn't noticed me yet. He was looking up toward the sky, biting his lip, seemingly watching a flock of birds. I opened the glass door, and he turned to look at me, immediately grinning.

I didn't know what to do!

"H~Hi," he smiled.

"Hey; um, why don't you step inside?" I held the door open as he nodded his head and moved into the house's front room. "I'll be back in a second, okay? I have to grab a jacket."

"Or," he smirked. "We could wait until you got cold, I noticed, despite your efforts to not show it, and then I casually give you my jacket like the perfect gentleman." I laughed, and noticed his lil twitching from an oncoming smile.

"I'm sure you can find another way to be the perfect gentleman. In fact, you'd better!"

"Of course!" he smiled and I laughed again before heading up the stairs, careful not to trip or step on my long dress. On my way up, I heard a few quick footsteps before the hall went quiet. As I stepped onto the top step, I noticed my brother's door close in a quick rush, and I smirked before quietly walking toward his door.

As soon as I reached it, I flung it open with a loud, "Aha!" He froze on his way toward his dresser. "You were spying on us," I laughed. He took his time turning toward me.

"Maybe I was." He shrugged and crossed his arms over his chest.

"'Maybe'?" I smiled. "It's okay, Caleb." He raised an eyebrow. "Don't look at me like that; I don't know; I guess it just doesn't bother me. I can't tell if it's because I'm in such a good mood, or because I know it's just because you care, or . . . I don't know."

"Okay, sorry to cut you off, but you've been up here for about five minutes, and I recall you telling Four you were just grabbing a jacket," he smirked. I laughed.

"You're right!" I gave him a quick hug. "I expect to hear dance details later!" I called as I exited his room.

"I'm expecting the same!" he whispered, peeking his head out his door. I smiled and waved, running into my room and grabbing my tan leather jacket. It didn't exactly match, but it didn't look bad, either, and I liked it, so did it really matter if it matched?

"Okay, here I am," I announced as I headed downstairs.

"Good, I was beginning to question if you tripped and fell or something, because I specifically remember you not wearing heels on our first date, and I assumed it was because you were not accustomed to them." I stuck my tongue out at him, just as he pulled his hand out from behind his back. I had completely forgotten about the surprise I knew would be back there, due to his determinedness to not let me see behind his back.

In his hand was a small box with a golden bow on top.

"Okay, I know we haven't really known each other for a very long time, and I know this gift is a bit more of a One Year Anniversary type surprise, but whatever. Tris, I hope you like it."

I smiled small at him and took the box carefully from his outstretched hand. I left the bow on the lid, not wanting to risk tearing it by pulling it off, and pulled the lid from the small silvery~gray box. Inside, was a piece of sparkly white tissue paper wrapped around a small flexible object that moved when I picked it up. I pulled the paper off and let out a nearly inaudible gasp. There was a golden chain with an icy blue charm with a small heart carved into it. It was small all the way around, with an adjustable size clip, and I knew the anklet would fit perfectly.

"Like I said," Four fidgeted. "I know it's a bit serious for a relationship this early; I mean we've only been together for about a month, and if you don't like it, I can take it back and you can pick something else out, but I just thought that you mean a lot to me already, Tris, and somehow I know that meaning will be a forever lasting feeling, and~"

"You talk gibberish when you're nervous. It's cute." I waited until he looked up from the floor to see me before hopping forward into his arms.

"You won't be taking that back, while it is serious, I love it, and I feel the same way about you. Thank you, Four." He squeezed me tighter for a moment, before we pulled apart and I bent down to clasp the beautiful jewelry around my ankle. When I stood back up, I noticed he wasn't wearing a long tie. He was wearing a deep purple bow tie which happened to perfectly match the shade of my dress, and out of my peripheral vision I saw his lips curl into a smile.

"It was another small surprise. Your brother told me they were your favorite fancy mens' clothing accessory." I laughed.

"Come on; we're going to be late to the dance!"