Faction Center: Dauntless High

Chapter 17: Inseparable

When we finally finish painting every room in the house the next day, we find out that school comes back the next morning. We put our beds in the room, but they aren't decorated yet. All that lies on them is a black sheet, and two pillows. Next weekend we are decorating everything, and creating the 'teen hangout' floor. It will be in the huge basement, where the large screen is being hung up on
the black wall. It will be one of the coolest rooms we have, and every one will have a say in how it will be decorated.
I check the clock, reading the time; 7:53 pm. I'm tired from this long weekend of painting, and I'm sure Tobias feels the same way. I change into my black and grey plaid pajama paints, grey shirt, and black slipper-boots.
Tobias and I cuddle together on the couch, watching CSI on the one TV set up in the house right now. Once it is over, I take off my boots and climb in bed. Tobias quickly follows, and I immediately feel his warmth. I put my head where it fits perfectly, right under his, by his neck. He runs his hands through my hair.
"Go ahead, sleep. I'll fight the bad dreams and monsters if they come to you." He whispers to, sensing that I'm worried.
"With what?" I ask, curious to what weapons are readily available to fight away bad dreams.
"My bare hands, obviously." He replies, his lips curving into a small smile. I feel my lips do the same. We gaze into each others eyes, his deep blue, mine the color of the sea. And then we kiss, allowing me to finally relax. Nothing else is alright. But we are.
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In the morning, I am forced to wake up for school. Both of us are equally upset that our break was so short. But I should be more worried about all the work I'll have to make up from when I was taken. While I'm thinking about this, I totally forget my surroundings, and don't hear Tobias approaching From behind. He puts his hands around my eyes and whispers,
"Guess who?" I smile and laugh, just as he moves his hands down it my waist and kissing the top of my head. He pulls away, and goes to get dressed. I decide to do the same, and head to my closet. Eventually, I pick out a black lacy tank top with a navy blue crop top over it and some dark wash skinny jeans. I slide on my black-on-black vans, and put on a minimal amount of makeup- concealer, mascara, chapstick, and a tiny bit of eyeliner. I brush my teeth, put on deodorant and a bit of lavender perfume. I pull my bangs to the back of my head, and use a navy blue pin to keep it in place. I curl my hair into loose waves and put in some hairspray.
Again, tobias sneaks up on me and surprises me with a kiss. He is wearing a black t-shirt, some dark jeans, and black nikes.
"Ready?" he asks me. I nod in response, and he walks me to our car we decide to share, the black one. We hop in our seats- Tobias is driving- and turn on the radio. Ain't it Fun by Paramore is playing, which is one of my favorite songs. We drive off to school, ready to face any drama that may come our way.
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When we arrive, we barely have any time for chatter. I head to my locker so I can drop off some things, and then walk with Tobias to Homeroom.
We sit down at a table with Christina and Uriah, the only others of our friends, who have this class with us.
"Welcome, class." Starts Max. "I hope you had a good break. Today, we will be talking about parties and dances. As you may know, the 'New Year Ball' is coming up."
I look at a smiling Tobias, who is holding my hand. He squeezes it lightly, as if he is telling me we are going together.
"The ball is going to be in the style of a lock-in. Nobody comes in or out from 5:00pm on December 31 to 9:00am on January 1. Of course, we will need a planning committee. Any volunteers?"
Christina raises her hand, forcing me to raise mine as well. At this motion, Uriah and Tobias look at eachother, and raise their hands, too.
The door flies open, revealing a greasy-haired Eric.
"Sorry I'm late, Max." He gave Max a look that said something like 'i really don't care about this,' earning a glare from Max.
"That's it then." He confirms. "Tris, Four, Christina, Uriah, Blake, Braden, Pedro, Mason, Olivia, Caden, Maria, and Jessica- stay after school today in the gymnasium." And with that, he finishes the topic. Eric is forced to grade papers, and then also run errands. The funny part is that he recently dropped out of school to work at McDonalds, and the internship is not paying him anyways. Plus, he's not gonna go to college, he has no future!
The bell rings, and soon enough, it is the end of the day. Tobias, Uriah, and I walk to the Gym together, since we all have our 7th period In the Same place. Mac is waiting for us, along with most of the other members. I guess only our Homeroom gets to be on the committee, so there are barely any other people here. About 10 minutes later, everyone is together, and Max speaks up.
"I will not be helping you at all after today. So, we will elect a head and assistant head of committee to lead the group. Nominate anyone now."
"Tris" says Christina
"Uriah" says Caden
"Blake" I say
"Tris" says Uriah
"Pedro" says Caden
"Tris" says Olivia. All I hear are some more names, but can't tell who said them.
"Jessica"
"Tris"
"Tris"
"Jessica"
"Alright, Tris is the head, Jessica the assistant head. Have fun guys. " And then he left, leaving me in charge.
"Okayyyy." I say shyly. "What should the theme be?" I give them five options; underwater, snowed in, superheroes, space, and 80s. They vote, and it results in space.
"You do know that we would we all should wear galaxy print and stuff? and we have to start painting right now to make the planets?" they nod their heads in reply. "Okay, let's get started!"
I drive to the store quickly and buy a bunch of paint and wallpaper and decorations with Christina. We bring them back, and start. First, we put the galaxy wallpaper on the walls, then paint the solar system. The sun is located in the corner, and all the planets revolved around it. "It is..." I search for the right word, settling for, "Stunning."
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Night of Ball:
Christina is at our house today, helping me get ready for the ball tonight, because I can't do my hair and makeup good for the sake of my life. I have on a purple and white and black starry dress with a dandelion colored rim that reaches barely to my mid-thigh. Christina has gone for a simpler, green and blue and white cloudy, look. Her dress flows down to her ankles, and matches her white pumps that make her 5 inches taller. She has temporarily dyed her hair white, a look that not many younger people can pull off. But she makes it work. My shoes are black glossy 3 inch pumps, and have my hair braided back into a curled waterfall that is temporarily dyed black. I have on a tiny bit if foundation, some black mascara and eyeliner on the top lids, and some purple eyeliner on the bottom that matches the purple and black eyeshadow I have on. I paint on some blackish-purple lipstick and some clear lipgloss, and finally set the cake on my face. When my face is revealed in the mirror, I look completely different. My blue eyes look almost clear from my black hair and purple eyeliner, and my now elegant curled hair makes my hair look thicker, and not as thin as
I'm used to.
As pretty as I look, Christina looks great. She has a nude lip, and bold eyes. Black mascara, black eyeliner that is applied with a wing, then white, blue, and green eyeshadow mixed to look like her dress.
When our dates arrive, their jaws almost drop to the floor. being the person I was, I said, "shut your mouths, you'll catch flies." Christina and I laugh at this, before walking to a rented purple eclipse car.
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At the dance, Tobias and I get many stares. When they're about to announce the king and queen, Uriah walks over here, swaying and slurring together random words. He can't even walk in a straight line.
"Somebody spiked the punch." Zeke says apologetically. He slaps Uriah on the head. "Stop it" we laugh, and are called up as King and Queen shortly after. On stage, we kiss- hard. We sneak off to the car, and drive home. I think we both had a few servings of punch before we heard it was spiked, and are on the drunk side of the line.
Thankfully, we make it home safe. I take off my dress and shoes, swapping them out for a black sports bra and high-rise yoga shorts. Tobias is shirtless, with only a pair of boxers on. We climb in bed together, kissing intensely. I forget about my fear of intimacy for a bit, still being cautious. We never get too close together, at least not now. But we kiss, and all I feel in this moment is him. I am his, and he is mine. I love him so much, and he loves me back. This proves that we are together forever. I promise him that. And nothing can tear us apart.