Doctor & Nurse

Chapter 5

Chris and I get ready for her date with Will, together. Chris wears a short, teal colored dress, with a black sweater, and black high-heeled shoes, that are so high, I would break my neck if I tried to wear them. I refuse to wear a dress, instead, I wear a pair of jeans, a gray tank top with a half pink sweater, and gray flats. Chris and I walk a few blocks from our apartment to the place that Will and Chris, mutually agreed upon for their date, a bar, called, Civil Disobedience. She says "Don't bring home any guys, okay?"

I roll my eyes at her, as I laugh out loud, reading the name on the sign, as it reminds me of a book that I once read in an English class in college. As I walk into this place, I don't know what to expect, but it blows every expectation out of the water. This isn't a dive bar, this is more like a dance club or something. I can see the different colored laser and strobe lights bouncing off the walls. The walls are splattered with glow in the dark paint. The music bounces off the wall, and into your body. It is the perfect music to dance to, but I don't have a partner, not that I want to dance or anything. As we enter the bar, Chris and I are handed glow stick necklaces to wear in the dark dance areas. This place is the coolest place that I have ever seen. It looks like a scene out of a movie.

Chris squeals as she finds Will, dragging him onto the dance floor, leaving me alone. I yell to Chris, "I'll be at the bar!" She doesn't answer me. I find an empty stool at the bar, order a Shirley Temple. I'm not the type of person who likes to drink alcohol while there is studying to be done. I pull my iPad out and start going over my notes from class the other day as I listen to the music pumping in the club. Yes, I am weird, I am at a club/bar, and I am studying. I'm not going to deny it, I am a bookwork. Chris would kill me if she knew that I was here studying instead of drinking, having the time of my life, or trying to pick up a guy.

For some reason, I look up, standing, several feet from me is Four, talking to a bartender. He is wearing dark jeans and a tight purple t-shirt. I groan, internally. I am still embarrassed about what happened earlier between us. I send a silent prayer of, "Please, don't notice me."

But, luck is never on my side it seems, out of the corner of my eye, I see him order a beer. He starts to turn away from me and the bar. I think that I am safe, but it is too late, he has sees me. "Tris!" He says, with a goofy grin on his face.

"What are you doing here? It is like it was fate to see you here tonight." He murmurs as I hear him move closer to me. He continues saying, laughing, a huge smile on his face, "We keep running into each other, physically and metaphorically. I guess we can get that drink?"

I pretend to not see him as he is standing a few seats away from me as I look up, surprised, as I say, "Four, I didn't see you there. It is good to see you again. I guess it could be fate. I guess we can get that drink tonight, after all."

When his blue eyes meet mine, internally, I am squealing like a school girl that Four is actually here. That now, I get to spend time with him outside of the hospital without distractions. Four pulls up a stool next to me, and he just stares at me. I look back at him slightly annoyed that he isn't saying anything to me as I say, "Can I help you?"

"He replies: "Actually, yes, you can. You can dance with me," and the next thing I know, I am being pulled off of my stool and onto the dance floor as Four says "Tris, you are at a bar/club, and you are not dancing. You must dance with me. Who comes to something to like this and studies?"

"Christina dragged me here on her date with Will. I don't want to be here." I mutter as Four shakes his head, "It doesn't matter, you are dancing with me."

I reluctantly agree to dance with Four, as I say, "I really can't dance, you know. Knowing my luck, I am going to end up breaking my leg from dancing."