Learning to Let Them In | Fourtris

Chapter 4

HELLO PEOPLE!:) Hey, I'm sorry I haven't updated for a while…I've had to help my mom, and I also had some writer's block…but I'm back now!;) So….without further ado…here is Chapter 4!

Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent or any other characters…Not even Four. :'( I also don't own "The River Flows in You" by Yiruma or "All of Me" by Jon Schmidts…I'm not sure if I need to do the songs…but oh well. If I didn't, who cares? ;)

Chapter 4

Tris POV

"Honey!" It was my mom. "Come downstairs please! We have something for you! It's your birthday present!" "Ok, Mom! I'll be right down!" I said. It was my 12th birthday today. I know they have a present for me…secretly I was hoping for a piano. I've always been mesmerized by their beautiful sound. I know that Mom had played piano at one point of time in life, so maybe she could teach me. I wanted one really bad, but I would never tell. I wouldn't want to be selfish and rude.

When I get down the stairs, I see a HUGE box. It lays horizontally. It has a bunch of silver wrapping paper with purple polka dots on it. The box about 4 feet long and about 5 feet high. It was about the size of a piano…but they didn't know that's what I wanted…right? "Happy birthday!" Mom, Dad, and Caleb all yelled! "Well, what are you waiting for? Open it! C'mon!" said Caleb.

He was so selfless. Just seeing other people happy made him happy too…but I know he was probably one of the nerdiest people I've ever met. So he has an interesting personality. Mom and Dad are also selfless. Mom has always been a little more daring though…she doesn't show that side of her very often and when she does, it's only for a very short period of time. A minute at the most. Dad was smart. Like Caleb. But he only showed that side of him when Caleb and I needed help on our homework. It was enough nevertheless. We always got it done on time with the correct answers.

I approach the box, wondering what something that size could be. Again, a piano comes to mind, but I push it to the back of my head. I didn't want to show any disappointment on my face whatsoever, if it wasn't a piano.

I start to unwrap it, slowly and carefully, trying not to rip any of the beautiful wrapping paper on it. When that is a success, I see a picture curving around the very edges of the side I was on. I can't see enough of it to be able to tell what it is. The picture must be on the other side. I look at my mom and she looks excited. I sit at that side for a moment and look at Dad and Caleb.

Caleb looks eager and annoyed. The annoyed part of his look must be because of my slowness. Dad looks the same as Mom. Excited. "C'mon Bea! Look at it, already!" Caleb whines, as if it's his own present he wants to see.

I decide not to keep them waiting any longer and slowly get up and walk over to the other side. What I see makes tears spring to my eyes. A piano! I look over at everyone and Mom asks "Do you like it?" She looked a little nervous. I look at her in the eyes and say "Are you kidding me! I don't like it! I LOVE IT!" and hug her as hard as a 12 year old possibly could. "How did you know!?" I asked. "I always saw you loved the piano. When we would walk past them in a store you would automatically walk over them. It was pretty obvious actually." Mom said, while smiling.

We bring it up to my room and once it's situated I say "Thank you so much guys! Thank you thank you thank you thank you!" They smile and mom then asks, "Do you want me to teach you?" I smile and say "Yes please!"

So she does. We practice every day after I come home from school, and before I know it, I'm playing so many different songs, I can't even count all of them. After about a year, I'm playing very difficult songs with ease. I play "The River Flows in You by Yiruma, "All of Me by Jon Schmidts", and even just modern day songs. All thanks to Mom.