Diaries: Seasons

1: Watched

Christian's sexy ass in the media. All his hair is gone :( but he's hot tho.

Christian

"Wake up, Tris. We gotta get to class." I said, shaking my twin.

She mumbles incoherent words and turns away from me with a groan. With a tired sigh, I yank the covers off of her and she sits straight up, cussing me out like a drunken sailor.

"What the fuck, bitch?" She yells.
"Get the hell up. It's too early for all that loud bullshit and you know it, Tris," I mutter while rubbing my temples.
"Whatever. When does class start?" She yawned out.
"In an hour. I was tryi--"
"You know I need at least two hours to get ready, Chris. Shit! Where the hell is Bri? Is she here yet?" She asks, cutting me off.
"If you let me finish, I'd tell you that I couldn't wake you up and if you need 2 hours to get ready, you need to set an alarm. As for Bri, I don't even know. She said she was coming soon, but that was yesterday." I pointed out.
"Do you think something could be wrong with her?" She asked worriedly.
"No, I think she's just running late. That's all. Now let's get ready for today, yeah?" I say.
"Sure."

......

"Christian! Tristian! I made it, babies!" I heard a high pitched voice yell.

A'Brianna. I sighed internally, relieved that she made it without any harm. She spotted us from what seemed like a mile away and speed walked all the way to us. When she caught up with us, she hugged us and started rambling on about her parents and little brother.

After class, we all met up for dinner at some restaurant that Tris and Bri picked out in the city. Ordering the same thing, we closed our menus and let the waitress take them.

"So," A'Brianna started. "How's college life treating you so far?"
"It's alright," I said. "It's better than being locked up in the house all day."
"It's the best! I love all the independence I get. No more curfew or asking permission to go anywhere. I can do whatever the fuck I want when I want and it's refreshing." She sighed dreamily. "Until this prude decided that he wanted I become my mama." She said, gesturing toward me with a smirk.
"Oh shut up, Tris. I'm keeping you alive, with a chance at life because if it was up to you, you'd all party and no work." I snapped.
"Leave me alone, you fucker. Nobody asked for your opinion." She said, accompanied by an eye roll.
"Whatever."

While we were eating and talking, this guy kept staring at Tristian. But every time I looked his way, he would look away or back to his plate. Tristian and A'Brianna never noticed but I kept an eye on him for the rest of the night.

Who was he?

......

"Tris?" I asked into the darkness.
"Yeah," she answered.
"Did you know that someone was staring at you during our dinner?" I asked cautiously.
"Someone was staring at me?" She asked more to herself than me. "Who was it? Do you know?" She asked, turning on the lamp between our beds.
"No," I answered.
"That's weird," she gulped.
"Yeah," I affirmed. "Well, let's get some sleep. Okay?" I suggested.
"How can you just... Fine. But you'll protect me right?" She squeaked.
"Of course." I assured her, placing a kiss to her forehead.
"Good night, Chrissy." She called out.

I turned out the lamp between us and laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking until I dosed off.

What could he possibly want with Tristian?