Chapter 5

Tris' POV

Day of the dance...

(Part one of four)

School dances are always the hot topic of the school, especially the day of. Not only is today the winter formal, tomorrow is also the first day of winter break.

December is always one of the most exciting months of the school year. One, it's the end of the semester. Two, the dance (which is really exciting since us sophomores don't go to prom). And three, it's almost Christmas and we all want to go to break.

I wander the halls looking for any signs of my boyfriend.

"Mar!" I exclaim when I see her.

She turns around. "Yes?"

"Have you seen Ty? I need to ask him something?" I ask her.

"No, sorry. I haven't. Have you tried calling him?" She suggests.

"Sure, was he not in first period?" I ask.

"Nope."

I quickly dial his number and wait for an answer.

"Hello?" A voice cracks from the other line.

"Hey, you okay?" I say worriedly.

"I'm fine. I caught the flu, apparently-" I hear coughing in the background.

"Dave and I are both sick." Dave is his older brother.

"Oh my gosh, that's terrible. Hey look, I hope you feel better and all. Mar and I can swing by after school and bring some soup or something." I say.

"You don't have to-" He starts.

"Nonsense." I scold.

"I feel bad, you know? Missing the dance and all. You were really excited and I just-"

"Hey, don't worry. I'd rather you be healthy than go to a stupid dance." I say wholeheartedly.

"What are you talking about? You are going to that dance whether you like it or not. I'm fine, I can go." Tyler objects.

"We'll talk later. I have to get to second period okay?"

"Kay. I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you more." I hang up the phone and sigh.

"You okay?" Mar furrows her eyebrows.

"Tyler's sick. I'm thinking about stopping by the market to buy him soup or something." I tell her.

"Yeah, of course. We can drive but after school." She nods sheer head in agreement.

"Thanks, Mar."

"Don't sweat it. See your later."

"Bye!"

"Would you rather poop shit that taste like donuts or fart farts that smell like peppermint candy?" Uriah throws a ball against the wall and catches it.

"Like you poop out donuts? Or are they actually poop that taste like it?" I ask with my back leaning against the library wall.

"You poop donuts." He clarifies.

"I'd go with the donuts." I answer.

"Yeah, me too." He says after a moment of silence. "Hey Tris, did you hear the new gossip going around the school?" He sits upright inside of laying down on his back like he was just moments ago.

"What?"

"Apparently Tobias is going to the dance with a girl." He nods his head.

I roll my eyes.

Like I care.

"And this concerns me because...?"

"Zeke told me he tried apologizing to you a few weeks back." He says getting straight to the point.

"That he did." I point out.

"Look, you have to forgive him at some point. It's been over a year and you can't even get yourself to forgive what he did to you. Do you at least miss him?"

"No, yes. Maybe- no. I do." I stutter.

"The first step is forgiving." You archaic an eyebrow.

I take a deep breath and sigh. "My mother always told me that forgiving people is a way to start again. But, I don't want to forgive. I want to forget. Forget that he even exists and forget that he was even my best friend."

"You can't do that." He protests.

"Why do you even care anyways?" I snap.

He mutters something under his breath. "There are always those people that will always come first in your life. It's usually family, close friends. And last year, for you, it was always Tobias. I remember you coming to school one day totally heart broken and down. It was because of him, wasn't it? After that day, you never talked to him, you treated him as he didn't exist. I had to beg Zeke for him to tell me what was up. You can't run away from your problems, Tris. It's always going to be there unless you do something about it."

"I don't need him. I have Tyler and you and Mar, and also Zeke. I also have Chris."

"He's always going to be there. Zeke is his best friend remember? Tyler and him are on the football team together. And plus, Chris is on vacation with her family right now, so you can't really have her help right now."

"I hate that your right. But I don't need him. It's not like he's going to be back into life or anything."

"I don't believe that." He says so quietly I almost don't catch it. "He's always there for you, you're just too oblivious to notice a damn thing."

"Ouch. You're right though. And thanks."

"Yeah, I'll swing by to pick you two ladies up." He starts to get up.

"I don't know if I want to go to the dance anymore." I start to say.

"Bull, you've been going on about how excited you are for this dance."

"I know, but Ty's sick."

"At least go, for me and Mar." He pleads.

"I'll think about it, Uri."

"Good, now let's get to class before lunch period ends."

Marlene is waiting for me by her car when I exit the school building.

"I pity you Tris. It must be terrible to not be able to drive." She comments.

"I'll live. So, we going to the supermarket first? We can go to like Molly Stones pick up some soup and dinner along the way."

Instead, we end up stopping by Safeway and we buy a large size of chicken noodle soup and some sushi for me and Mar.

I tell Mar to go back to my house and park in the driveway. We then walk to Ty's house next door and wait for the door to open.

"Hi girls! Come in, come in."

Tyler's mother opens the door. "Hi Margaret. We bought some soup for Ty and Dave."

"How thoughtful of you two. They're both in their rooms right now. Just up the stairs."

I lead Marlene to Tyler's and Dave's room up the stairs.

When we walk into the their room, the two boys are buried under a series of blankets that are piled on top of them.

"Knock knock." I say opening the door wide.

"You made it. Oh hey Mar." Marlene smiles at Tyler.

"Aw my poor baby. You look so pale." I sit next to him on his bed while Mar and Dave make small talk. "How're you holding up?" I ask while moving some hair off to the side of his forehead.

"I'm cold." He whines.

"Here, I bought some soup. I can go get you some-"

"No!" He stops me. "Stay here." He makes space for me on the bed and I skip under the blankets. Since his temperature is so hot, his body is releasing extra hot heat.

I start to sweat under the sheets since it's so hot. "How's you temperature?"

"101.3"

"I can stay here if you want. Skip the dance and all."

"No, you can't do that. You spent so much time working on the dance. I'm fine I can go-"

"No no no no no. You are staying here and resting."

He groans. "I'll stay home and rest if you stop worrying about me and go to the dance."

I sit there deciphering for a moment. "Fine."

"Good, now leave. You and Mar have a dance to get ready for."

"Okay." I smile and kiss his slightly cold and damp forehead you get when you have a temperature. "Love you."

"Love you too."

"I'm offended. There was a dance and no one told me about it until I called Uriah." I see a figure sitting calmly on my bed.

"Christina!" Mar and I exclaim.

"Hey girls, how are ya?" She smiles at us.

"Great. How was your trip with the fam to Europe?" Marlene asks.

"It was great. There were lots of cute boys. I even got one's number." She winks at me. "Enough about me, we have a dance to get ready for. And don't worry I bought my own dress." She says holding up a bag. "I also bought some curling irons."

I shake my head at her. "Let's get ready then."

We spend the next half hour talking and getting ready at the same time.

"I found this really cute hair do for you Tris, I think it will totally match your dress and all. It's just going to look that good. Mar, I think we should stick with curling and waterfall braid." After I fit myself into my dress, Christina starts to curl my hair while Mar does her.

"So tell me about you and Uri." I tell Mar.

She grins widely. "Ahh, it was so cute. So I was going to fourth period after lunch, right? And then Uriah came up to me and gave me a box of donuts. It was incredibly cheesy but it said, 'I DONUT know how to ask you, but will you be my GF?' And I said yeah..."

"Figured." I smile.

"Huh. I never would have thought that Uriah would be the cute type of guy." Christina states. "Kay, done." She places the curling iron down on the bedpost. She ends up grabbing a whole bunch of hair pins and doing a lot of complicated things with my hair.

"Damn Tris, you look hot af." Marlene compliments.

"Damn right you do." Chris smiles at her work. Christina braided my hair into a fish tail and made a bun with the hair at the bottom. She place a couple small flowed in the bun, and adds a dash of makeup to my face.

"You girls ready?" Chris ask.

"Wait, what about you?" Mar asks.

"Don't worry. You'll see. I'm planning on making a grand entrance during the dance." I roll my eyes at her silliness.

Of course she'd do something like that.

"We're taking my car." Chris shouts while grabbing her bag and her keys.

It's a five minute drive to school. The school is packed my the time we enter. And when we do, we make our way to Uriah. We told him not to pick us up and that we'd just meet him here.

"Hey." He brings Mar in for a hug.

"What the- where did Chris go..." I start.

"Hello Chicago High!" A voice screams into the mic.

Oh, there she is.

"That's right bitches, I'm back." I'm surprised that no teacher is reprimanding her right now. "We have many performers today for the night, so let's get started. Come on up Tris!"

Wait, what?

a/n: I still have two weeks of school, unfortunately for me. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the first part, and see you soon!