Chapter 10

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Hmmmmm... I got a comment about a cake fight. That would be cool! Except I had the cupcake scene.

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Sick with a fever. I'm getting lower. :) 100.6

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DIVERGENT TRAILER SUMMARY:

DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN

*marching soldiers*

DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN

Tori: You're divergent

Tris:

Tris: Cool

Tori: Its dangerous

Tris: Cool

Tori: U die

Tris: Cool

Tori: Don't tell anyone

Tris:

Tris:

Tori:

Tris: LALALALA IM DIVERGENT FOUR PROTECT ME HAHAHA WERE IN LOOOVE IM DIIIIIIVVVVERGENT!

Tori:

Four:

Christina:

Peter:

Veronica Roth:

Harry Potter:

Elvis:

DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN

Jeannine Matthews: Kill da divergent haha

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Tris's POV

I'm not a morning person.

I'm not a morning person when Christina wakes me up whacking a pillow on my head.

"Gah!" I sleepily swat at the pillow, and hit Christina's face.

"Jeez miss murderess!" She rubbed her face. I notice her words are slightly slurred from last night. "I just wanted to wake you for my birthday paintball."

"I'm up," I yawed, stretching. "But how are you up earlier than I am if you were drunk or something?"

"Advil," Christina responds. I roll my eyes. "But here are your clothes for paintball." She drops a blank mound on my bed.

"Mkay," I say, and snuggled deeper.

"Come on!" Chris whinnied. "Alright, there's gonna be cake." I sit up. "I had to say that to Tobias to get him to go." She chuckles to herself.

Tobias was going to be there? "I'm up," I said, and thew off the covers.

"I knew the cake thing would work." Christina laughed. But I was up for Tobias.

"Up up up!" Christina skips out of my room, and I slip on the dark clothing.

"Good," she says as she gets sight of me.

"Do I get to eat?" I asked. She rolled her eyes.

"Nooooo, it's you're kitchen," she said sarcastically, waving around the kitchen. I just made a face and grabbed a pop tart.

"Yes!" Christina dragged me our side and into her car.

"Are we going to that new place?" I asked, watching the houses we passed not like some creepy stalker or anything.

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