Author's Note
Hello, friends!
I'm super excited; this story is close to being complete! It'll be the first one I finish!
Okay, so, I hope everyone enjoys the chapter!
Wearing His Jersey
Chapter Thirty~Three
Tris's Point Of View
"Do we have time for me to go home and get some money? I didn't bring any."
"Yup, we do." I nodded and we took a turn toward my house. When we pulled into the driveway, I hopped out of the car and rushed into the empty house. I ran upstairs to my room, grateful for the fact that I had been saving money. It'd been meant to be spent on my parents' and Caleb's Christmas gifts, and I would have had a little left over, too, but I could maybe make them something this year, or if I have some money left, but either way, I know that they will be much happier to hear about this than to receive a bracelet or a pair of shoes.
I grabbed my wallet out of my purse and a twenty I spotted on my dresser on my way out.
I hurried back down the steps and out the front door to Tobias's car. I flung it open and slid inside. He began backing out of his driveway, and then we were off. He glanced over at me and smiled.
"What?" I asked. He just shook his head.
"It's not much. I just thought you would change your dress, but I'm glad you had not. You look beautiful."
"Thanks. I thought about it, but I had expected to wear this all night, and I like it, so . . ."
He laughed.
"All right, so where should we begin?" Tobias asked me.
"Um . . . how about . . . Target? Not too expensive, close by, and they have good stuff. The short distance is good; we won't spend much time driving."
"Good plan," he agreed, and pressed down on the gas. When we arrived, we spent a good four or five minutes searching for a parking space before Tobias just handed me his money and all the snowflakes and gingerbread shaped papers and dropped me of by the entrance, saving time. "I'll meet you inside," he said. "I'll text you when I get in there, and you can tell me where to meet you?" I nodded.
"Okay," I said, and opened my door, stepped out, and closed it, careful not to catch my dress in the door. He smiled at me one more time before waving and heading off down an aisle of cars we'd already been through twice, waiting for an open place.
I turned back toward the Target building and hiked my dress up into my hands so I didn't trip on it. I took a good look at the building, my insides filling with determination.
It was a good thing I practiced moving in those heels.
I darted into the store, keeping my hand wrapped tightly around the cash and papers in my hand, my dress bunched up.
As I maneuvered through the crowd, I found my way to the toy section, and quickly unraveled the papers, smoothing them out so I could read the hand writing on them. I glanced at three papers, keeping track of just those for now. I needed to find a brunette doll with green eyes, a The Magic Treehouse book, and a pair of fluffy purple slippers. I began by looking for the doll, which I found after a few minutes, in the Cabbage Patch Doll section. Afterwards, I headed toward the book area across from the toys. I soon found the right series, and read a couple story summaries before deciding on The Magic Treehouse: Balto of the Blue Dawn by Mary Pope Osborne. I tucked the book under my arm, the doll sitting on top of it, my other hand holding onto the papers, money, and my phone. I'd stopped trying to hold onto my gown.
Just then, my phone went off. I checked the message from Tobias, and quickly told him I was heading toward the shoe section.
I hurried past people, ignoring the odd looks I got from the few who paid attention to the people around them, the rest of them focused simply on what they're searching for. I could feel their eyes on me as I whooshed past them, following me around the bend, only to be replaced by other people's not~quite~as~subtle~as~they~think stares.
I turned another bend, and ran right into someone.
"Sorry," I muttered, not even looking up, continuing on my way toward where I thought the shoe section was.
"Hey, wait!" A hand wrapped around my arm, and I turned to see Tobias there, smiling at me.
"Oh, hi! Here, take these." I handed over the doll and book, and he took a quick glance at them before turning his gaze back to me.
"I thought you were heading to the shoe section," he said.
"I am."
"It's that way," he smirked, pointing in the direction I had been coming from.
"What? No it's not."
"Yes, it is."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Tris."
"Oh, well, then I knew that. I was just going to go the long way, for, you know, more exercise and all that good, fun stuff, you know what I mean, Tobias?"
"Sure," he smiled. I rolled my eyes and turned, heading off ahead of him, and called over my shoulder:
"Come on, we have to hurry!"
In the shoe section,, I searched high and low, Tobias double checking every place. There were pink and blue fuzzy slippers, but no purple.
"What if we just got pink?"
"No, she wants purple, Four, not pink or blue." I glanced down at a couple other cards. "We'll go somewhere else for her shoes. But, Alison wants blue and pink sandals. Did you see any?"
"Actually," he said, turning and heading back down the aisle. "I think so."
A moment later, he returned with the perfect pair of sandals. I checked the size, and we headed off in search of a Frozen shirt with Olaf on it.
"I found one!" I yelled, and Tobias came over, taking the shirt, while I looked through the pile of paper. "Okay, we need a Sophia the First notebook, a yellow lace headband, a strawberry scented lip gloss, and a Transformers shirt." He nodded and we split up, me looking for the notebook and headband, him searching for the lip gloss and shirt.
I found the notebook in the Clearance section then the headband soon after, and on my way out, I spotted a fuzzy pair of purple slippers in the perfect size, hidden beneath a pile of books, pens, and flip~flops; I grabbed them.
I hurried off in search of Tobias, and found him holding the shirt, looking through the lip glosses. I stood there for a second, smiling, watching him, dressed in his suit and looking nice while deciding if he wanted sparkles or no sparkles in the lip gloss. He turned and saw me, then grinned. he shrugged, then said:
"You know, I really think I like the sparkles."