Getting Her (Rewritten&Completed)~Editing

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3 months later

Cara and Tris sat in a diner, their eyes on their phones as they sipped their milkshakes. They were silent until Cara swore, looking up at Tris.

"More high school drama?" Tris teased, her eyes moving away from the screen.

Cara rolled her eyes, "Please. We graduated two weeks ago. I'm so over that."

The brunnete laughed. Her friend never missed an opportunity to point out that they'd graduated. Of course, Tris didn't need a reminder. It was odd sitting next to someone else instead of her best friends like she'd planned to; odd watching Rosie give the valedictorian speech and not being able to congratulate her for it afterwards. It was odd seeing her three best friends take selfies without her.

But what was really odd was watching the sport team captains going up to receive their awards and not seeing Zayne amongst them. Instead, the Grey twins stood up their, large smiles on their faces and Tris knew there was no separating them.

"What's so interesting then?" Tris took a sip of her bubblegum milkshake, cupping her chin in her hand.

The blonde's blue eyes left the screen of her phone. "Well, my idiot half brother is in town," She mumbled, "He's enrolling into NYU."

A woman bypassed them, her baby shrieking in her hands and Tris smiled at them, her eyes moving back to Cara. She frowned, "You have a half brother?"

Sighing, she nodded and leaned forward. "You see, my mum and dad were seeing each other when my dad was already married. He had a son with my step mum and one with my mum....me," She spoke with the tenderness Tris associated with her being sad so she placed a hand on hers.

"What's his name?" She asked, giving her a small smile. Cara smiled, squeezing the hand that was offered and drank her milkshake. Cara was obsessed with milkshakes. She often told Tris they had magical healing properties and since it was the second time she'd heard that, she believed it.

"Clive," She answered, blinked and smiled. "He's hot. Well, I don't see it but everyone says so."

Chuckling, the brunnete rolled her eyes and leaned back in her seat. "I can be the judge of that," She answered, challenging her. Cara smirked as she showed her a picture. It was a picture of Cara and him at the beach with her thrown over his shoulder as he grinned. He has curly dirty blonde locks and blue eyes. He reminded her painfully of....

"I admit," She said, brushing the thought out of her head. "He's hot."

"And he's single," Cara added as an afterthought.

Once again, they were back to this. For so many weeks Cara had been trying to get Tris to go on a date. In reality, she'd only ever been on like 3 and they were all with the same guy. Apart from that, she wasn't in the whole dating game.

And she didn't want to be. She looked at the photo again. Or did she? 

"You already know I don't date Cara," Tris groaned, shrugging as she took another sip of her drink and tugging at her lip. "It's just not what I do."

As expected, the blonde argued, "Well it what you're gonna have to do sooner or later if our kids are gonna be hanging out,"