Ï wãkę ûp wïth å hōrrįbłė pāìñ ìñ mÿ hėäd. Then the memories of last night all come rushing back to me. So does last nights dinner. I run sloppily to the toilet and puke up everything I think I ate in the last two years.
"Tobias, honey. I know what happened last night! I hope you are ok. Come down for breakfast when you are ready!" Mom yells through the bathroom door.
I finish up and take a nice hot shower. It reliefs all of my tension. I change into Black gym shorts and a blue muscle shirt.
Finally, I head downstairs for breakfast. Mom made waffles, bacon, eggs, and biscuits with homemade gravy. I pile my plate high with half the pan of eggs, eight pieces of bacon, six waffles and a couple biscuits. Mom stares at me wide eyed.
"Guys eat a lot. Haven't you learned this?" I say sarcastically. She laughs and stocks her plate with two of everything.
We watch insidious chapter three while eating. What better way to start off the day than a horrifyingly scary movie. Mom repeatedly screams but I just blink whenever something scary happens.
By the end every crumb and drop of food is gone and I go chug the rest of the carton of orange juice. Mom looks so confused.
"Ok, well I am going to go over to Tris' house and bring her stuff over. Call me if u need me" I say, and I slip on my vans, heading out the door.
When I walk into her room I see very few things. Until I looked in her closet, which was filled with clothes, shoes, tablets, computers and books. I have no idea where she got it all.
I grab some bags from the back and start filling them with her clothes. After I have about five bags I start heading back. God this girl has a lot of stuff in her closet.
After walking back I clear out the extra room by mine and start hanging all of her stuff in the closet. Luckily we have a walk in closet in this room. After I'm done hanging Mom heads out with me to get the electronics and books. I'll get the rest of the clothes.
Finally, when her closet is transferred over, we head back for her love seat and mattress/bed frame.
"Are you exited?" Mom asks as we pull the mattress on our shoulders. Why did she have to have a king size. "Of course. One of my friends gets to move in with me." I say redundantly. "You know there can't be any funny business." she says laughing. Oh. My. Gosh.
"Really Mom!" I say angrily. "Hey, it has to be said!" She laughs. I roll my eyes as we head up to the door. We open it and I start wedging it through the door. Mom is pushing it through the door. I am about to pull it through when it jerks forward and I fall to the ground, the Shakespeare book on Moms table falling on my head.
I feel pain, then nothing.
Tris' POV
When I wake up Christina and Will are eating Chicken and gravy with Mac and cheese. "She's UP!" Christina yells. "I just took a nap." I sigh and she starts laughing and choking on her food. "Tris, that was a two day nap!"
How can I even sleep that long! Then I get horrible feeling in my stomach. I am very hungry. "Why didn't the tube feed me!" I whine. "You snore." Will laughs and I roll my eyes.
"Well can I get up now?" I ask. It really sucks not being able to move besides my head, fingers and toes. "Oh yah. The doctor came in yesterday and told us that by Friday you can sit up and eat. Slowly though. Or you will get a headache." Chris says while chewing her chicken.
"What day is it?" I ask, getting annoyed. "Saturday." she laughs. Again, I roll my eyes and she hands me my plate. I press the little button and pull my bed up to sitting position.
"So, what did you dream about?" Will asks. That's totally not creepy. (Note my sarcasm) "Nothing." I retort as I start to cut my chicken. My head is hurting a little but I'll deal.
"How's everyone?" I ask, shoving some Mac and cheese in my mouth. "They are all sending stuff." Chris says, and motions to an area behind me.
Omg. There is a pile about three foot high of gigantic cards, balloons, teddy bears, you name it. One thing catches my eye. A four foot, purple Teddy bear that has a little box of chocolates and a couple balloons attached to its hands.
"Who's that's from?" I ask mesmerized. How do they know purple was my favorite color and chocolate is my favorite thing ever, is really the question I want to ask. "Oh. That's from number boy and his Mom. They came in yesterday morning." Will says, as he licks the gravy off his plate like a animal. I make gagging noises and me and Christina laugh.
He shrugs and I motion for him to bring the bear to me. He throws the teddy in a perfect spiral and I catch it with my eyes closed. "Little Tris can actually catch!" Will taunts and I stick my tongue out at him like a little girl.
I stick it behind me for suppprt and finish up my chicken n gravy with Mac and cheese. "I wanna play uno!"
I whine for no specific reason. "No young lady! We don't have uno!" Christina scolds mockingly.
We spend most of the time eating my chocolates and playing games. Today was overall pretty good. Except it was missing something. It didn't feel right.
Fours POV
When I wake up I am in my bed and a ice pack is numbing my forehead. The last thing I remember is visiting Tris in the hospital on Wednesday. "Mom!" I yell out, and she comes in.
"Oh honey your up!" She exclaims. What happened? She basically answers my thoughts, "We were bringing over Tris' stuff, and the I pushed the mattress. You fell down and I accidentally knocked down Shakespeare. It hit you in the head and you've been out for a couple hours." she explains.
"So it's all Shakespeare's fault? It's always Shakespeare's fault." I half yell in a joking manner. She laughs and punches me in the arm. I sit up and get a head rush, and put my face in my hands. It hurts like heck.
"Can I get something to eat?" I ask quietly. She nods and walks off. Its the perfect opportunity to check in Tris. I text her,
4 - How you doing Tris?
T - Fine, I can finally move.
4 - Good! Did you get my present?
T - Yah. It's my fave present so far ;p
4 - text me when you get anymore news
T - K ttyl bye😘
4 - Bye😘
I put my phone on the charger as mom walks in with a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a coke.
"Thanks Mom." I say as I side hug her and she hands me the bowl. It's really warm and soothes my throat. After eating my soup I go to sleep, and have a dream ALMOST to horrid to describe.
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Divergent High
Fanfiction*In Editing* I know this idea had been done before, but I feel like doing my own take on a classic. I always wanted to try a Divergent IRL and I didn't want it to be after the placements of the real book. ---------- Four is the new guy at divergent...
