Limerence- A Sheo Fanfiction

Prologue

A/N: Heyooooo. Prologue up and ready. And there will be a first chapter later on that I will post.

I don't own these characters or the Divergent series. Creds to Veronica Roth.

Enjoy.

"I know I'm really late, Neil. Yes, I'm leaving right as speak," Shailene exclaimed into her cell phone.

Today was just not her day.

First, she woke up late that morning due to the fact that her alarm clock was broken (she made a mental note to get a new one when she had the chance), then her kettle decided to explode, and now Neil was calling her off the hook because it just so happened to be the day she would be auditioning people for the role of Four in Divergent.

Could today get any worse?

Shailene was feeling unusually irritable. She just couldn't seem to channel her inner positivism this morning, and without her daily cup of tea, she felt extremely agitated, and not at all like the beaming ray of sunshine everyone knew her as.

Neil yelled at her one more time to get her ass over to the studio before hanging up. Shailene groaned and turned on her heels to run to the stairs. The elevator in her apartment complex took an eternity to come, and she didn't have an eternity to spare. Only twenty minutes.

Her mood just seemed to be getting worse when she reached the front door of her building. The morning sun was a blinding annoyance to her, and she remembered that she had placed her sunglasses on the kitchen counter before she left.

Great. Now not only will I have no disguise to hide me, but also no protection from the sun. 

There was only one thing Shailene knew would lift her spirits, and that would be to find some tea, and find some fast.

She glanced at her watch. Fifteen minutes. Perfect.

With just enough time to buy a chai tea latte (not her favorite, but she was desperate) at the nearest coffee shop, Shailene ran like a mad man across the street to the tiny cafe on the corner. The streets were packed with cars, blaring their horns at each other left and right, and people scurrying past each other to make it to work on time. She almost tripped over this one guy who had been seemingly trampled by the mob that was rapidly growing with every moment. She wanted to help him up, but doing so would make her even more late, so she just gave him a sympathetic smile and continued to the cafe.

The little shop was filled with various people. Some were rushing in and out with their morning Joe in hand, some were lounging and chatting with some friends across a table, and some people, like Shailene, just looked like they wanted to crawl back into bed and catch another few hours of sleep. 

This was an odd feeling to her, because she usually considered herself a very happy person in the morning. But she had stayed up all night talking to him, laughing and flirting with him back and forth. She couldn't quite define what their relationship was, considering they had only been on a few dates, and busy schedules prevented them from seeing any more of each other.  But every time Shailene talked to him, she felt like they had a special connection that they had never experienced with anyone else before. 

It was magic.

"Next customer please!"

She stepped up to the counter and took a quick look over the menu once again before facing the  young barista, who seemed to be growing more and more impatient each second she wasn't ordering.

She was in and out of there with still ten minutes on the clock. It only took he about three minutes to get to the studio by car, and by this rate, she would just barely make it there.