A Dying Light

FOUR

"Hey, Tris," Eric greets me, before school, as I am approaching Uriah and the gang. "Would you like to grab a cup of coffee..." he scratches the back of his neck. I blush. "With me, sometime?" He looks back up to me, and I bite my lips. "Uh... yeah, sure," I say, and he blushes. "How about Friday, after school. Go to the little place nearby?" I ask, and he smiles. "Perfect, see ya, Tris." I wave to him, and Uriah smiles at me. He starts teasing me with an embarrassing nickname. "Trissy's got a boyfriend. Trissy's got a boyfriend!" He sounds like a two-year-old. I blush and mumble some lame excuse. I look back, at Eric, with his friends, and smile. Maybe I did find a way, to make him go away.

"Thought I found a way," I sing, to myself, and think of the DJing. I know nothing of songs instruments, and stuff. I do know what I want in it, however. I imagine violin and piano playing softly, in the background, focusing on the vocals mostly, and the melancholy behind it. I can't imagine the vocals only being produced by a woman, and I can hear a man behind it. I blush, thinking of Four. He wrote the verse, so I can't imagine anyone else singing it, not even me. "So I guess I gotta stay now." I do have to stay, now. Not long ago, I thought of leaving. Leaving the world behind.

"You okay?" Eric asks me, as I keep my eyes trained on my coffee. I nod and look up at him. He's smiling, although it is not one made in a moment of desire, happiness. "Yeah," I say, my voice weak, and I clear my throat. "We should head back," I state, looking at my watch. 16:30. He nods, stands, and takes my hand in his. We walk, in comfortable silence. When we reach the school entrance, he kisses me softly. I freeze, unsure what to do with myself, and kiss back, as he starts to pull away. I deepen the kiss, and he smiles into it. I hear a cough, and we spring apart. "Hey, Four," I scratch the back of my neck, in awkwardness. "I was about to head off," I kiss Eric's cheek, and leave.

Tobias

Did she kiss Eric? Eric, out of all people! I leave once Tris does and Eric's smirking. "Are you jealous, Four?" I blush. He laughs. "Why do you think I'm jealous?" I ask, my voice is cold. "Because I broke off the kiss? I did that because I want my lunch to stay in me." I head off. Am I jealous of Eric? I can't be with Tris, so I should be happy that she found someone to look after her. Instead, I feel raging jealousy course through me, and I want to punch him. I look back and see another woman clinging to him, I can't put a name to the face. I turn away, shaking my head, and pressing my lips in a line.