It's 9/11! I would say happy 9/11 but it's not happy.
Tris's POV
I wake up to the sound of an alarm. What? I look around and remember that I'm in Four's room. The memories of everything come back to me. I shiver as Four moves to turn the alarm off.
"Good morning Bea," Four says. I blush at his choice of words. "You're adorable when you blush," he says, making me blush even more. He gives me a soft kiss and I kiss him back for second. Four pulls back and sighs. "We have to get ready," he says. I nod.
He gets up and helps me up as well. Four goes to get in the shower and I grab my phone and look at my messages.
-hey Tris! Where r u?-C
-Tris? R u sick?-M
-u r a pansycake -U
-wait, sorry, that was 4 Zeke -U
-r u feeling ok? -W
-r u coming today? -C,M,U
I answer all of them and by that time Four is out of the shower. He hands me his smallest sweatshirt and a pair of jeans that looks like mine. He answers my question before I ask. "You left these here one day." I nod and I go into the bathroom to change.
The sweatshirt goes down to my past my knees, but it's ok.
We go downstairs and wait for the bus.
"Does your back still hurt?" Four asks. I shrug. He nods and kisses my forehead. "You'll feel better soon," he says.
The bus comes and we sit together (obviously).
We walk into school and I see the one and only-
*A/N
Hahaha. I bet you can guess! So I got like no votes on my other hate chapter so that tells me you all like my book. So then ALL of you should be voting. Also, did anyone else get a threat of their school from The Black Panthers? I did and we had our front doors locked and in the morning we had police outside. Scary.
-stay sparkly ✨