Deep breaths Beatrice.
In only a few hours away until I won't be Beatrice Prior anymore.
I will be Beatrice Eaton.
And that's more nerve racking than jumping off of a 25 feet high building.
Do I deserve the role of Mrs. Eaton?
Am I worthy enough?
Christina pulls the curling wand out of my hair for the last time.
"Tris you look so amazing," Christina clasps her hands together beaming.
I reach up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.
"No no, do not ruin my masterpiece," Christina bats my hand away.
I just laugh.
My stomach is doing 100 summer salts every five seconds.
"Nervous?" She asks.
"I feel like I'm about to puke, but my heart is jumping for joy all blended together." I sigh and sit back in the chair.
"Nice description." She laughs reaching up for the hair spray bottle.
"No. No more I can't stand that stuff."
"Relax its just a little hairspray," she says snapping the cap off.
Once she's finally finished I stand up reviewing her work in the mirror.
Woah.
The door opens and I jolt my head to the doorway.
Her shoulder length blond hair drapes her neck and she holds a gift in her delicate fingers.
"Mom!" I sigh running and jumping into her arms.
I'm greeted by her familiar scent.
"You look beautiful Beatrice," she whispers in my hair.
"Thanks mom." My eyes glint with water. I'm so happy to see my mom.
She opens the box and I feel my eyes getting even more blurry.
There is a diamond encrusted hair clip inside.
"No. I couldn't." My eyes dart from the floor to the box.
"I wore it to your father and I's wedding and I'd like to pass it on to the next generation. Maybe you can give it to you daughter someday."
I laugh and squint the tears out of my eyes. I love how she already expects me to have more kids.
"Now where is my little chubby-cheeked adorable Mikey," she smiles.
"Tobias is dressing him in his toddler tux." I smile at the thought of them
"Well I have to go but I can't wait to see you down that aisle!" She kisses my cheek and strides off.
Chris slips out of my hands and into my hair.
"Thanks," I smile wiping under my eyes.
"Chris?" I sit back in the chair.
"Yes?" She turns around with my lacy heels and lacy black and white dress.
"I think I'm going to vomit."
She just laughs at me. "You are going to do fine. Just stay strong and take deep breaths and try rubbing your temples."
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Divergent No War
FanfictionWhen the dauntless coals sizzled at the ceremony, Tris didn't know that her choice of becoming Dauntless would be one of the best things to ever happen to her. She meets Tobias, yet she has know clue that the love of her life was standing right in f...
