Fours POV
After math, tris and I happened to have the same class again so we head to music with Mrs.Reyes.
I think Tris is extremely beautiful. More beautiful then a sunset against the ocean.
I think I'm lucky that we are friends, but I wish we could be more.
I just now realize I've been staring at her the whole time we have been waking to music, and I think she did too.
"Why are you staring at me?" She asks, blushing.
"Because you're beautiful, and I appreciate beautiful things."
She blushes even more and I smiles.
We walk into music and Christina? Yeah Christina is also in there and runs up to us.
"Tris! Come on let's go get a good seat!" She says and drags her up the steps of the podium seats.
I follow and sit next to tris who is also next to Christina.
"Alright class. Lets start on page 23 and we will go from there. We will have two solo's and one duet at a concert in three months and the rest of you will learn a few others songs." Mrs.Reyes says.
We start singing some random song that music teachers make you sing and I can't help but listen to tris the whole time. She really does sing beautifully.
The song ends and Tris looks at me.
"You can sing!" She says.
"You sure? Cause last I checked you had the most amazing voice I've ever heard." I say.
"Aaaawww!" Christina and two others girls say.
Both tris and I blush and we look back at the teacher.
"Alright. Well we have some great voices in this class. But theres two that stand out. Tris and four, would you like to be the solos and duet for the music concert? It's only for an assembly in front of the school." mrs.Reyes says.
We look at each other, talking with our eyes somehow and both nod.
"Yes." we say at the same time, still looking at each other.
We start to laugh a little but are interrupted by the teacher.
"I was wondering if you guys would like to come up and sing a duet? I bet the class would like it." she asks.
We both nod and walk to the stage where she's standing.
We decide on no angels by bastille.
(Spoken/four)
Well, I run the office and tend the cabins and grounds and do a little errands for my mother. the ones she allows I might be capable of doing.
(Tris)
And do you go out with friends?
(Four)
Well, a boys best friend is his mother.
(Four singing)
A scrub is a guy who thinks he's fly
and is also known as a bastard
Always talkin' bout what he wants
And just sits in his broke ass
So, no, I don't want your number
No, I don't want to give you mine and
No, I don't want to meet you nowhere
No, don't want none of your time
No, I don't want no scrubs
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friends ride
Trying to holler at me
I don't want no scrubs
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friends ride
Trying to holler at me
Holler at me at me
(Tris)
But a scrub's checkin' me and his game is kinda weak
And I know that he cannot approach me
Cause I'm looking like class and he's looking like trash
Can't get with no dead-beat ass
So
(Four)
No, I don't want your number
No, I don't want to give you mine and
No, I don't want to meet you nowhere
No, don't want none of your time
No
(Tris)
I don't want no scrubs
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holla at me
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holla at me
Holler at me
Holler at me
Holler at me
(Four)
If you don't have a car and you're walking
(On the inside, I'm talking to you)
If you live at home with your momma
[Spoken:] We're all in our private traps
If you have a shorty but you don't show love
[Spoken:] Clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out
Wanna get me with no money
Oh no, I don't want no
No scrubs, no scrubs
[Tris spoken:] Sometimes we deliberately step into those traps
No scrubs,
[Four spoken:] I was born in mine; I don't mind it anymore
No scrubs,
[Tris spoken:] Oh but you should, you should mind it
No scrubs,
[Four spoken:] Oh I do, but I say I don't
[Together:]
No, I don't want no scrubs
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holla at me
I don't want no scrubs
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
[Tris:] Trying to holler at me
Trying to holler at me
[Tris:] Holler at me
Trying to holler at me
We laugh and the class claps. I hug tris and she hugs back. It almost seems like we have known each other our whole lives.
When I hug her I feel sparks, like electricity. I feel them every time I touch her.
"You were great!" She says.
"You too!" I say.
We hold hands and bow. she lets go of my hand and we go back to our seats.
"That was amazing!" Christina squeals.
Today has been great so far. It should only get better.
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Thank you guys for reading my fanfiction I hope you like it! Please like and comment as you please. love you initiates! Okay, this is me from a year later right now. All of the stuff above was written a year ago and I am not going to fix this one. Lol.
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