Chapter Eight

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Tris' POV

Right now,  it's past midnight and Carmen and I are just having the best text conversation. It's mainly on how life has been over the past week. We just like to sum it up by the week, so that's what we've been doing. But we mainly talk about the boys.

Carmen: You know you keep on talking bout Tobias right? Like more than Zeke or Uriah.

Me: What?!?!?! I haven't been doing that!

Carmen: Yes you have!! YOU LIKE TOBIAS!!!!!! OMG!

Me: *slumps into chair and crosses arms around chest*

Carmen: I KNEW IT!!!! I'm now the awesome detective and you my dear friend shall be my sidekick!

Me: Fine whatever...

But I text "Got to go", because by now it's 1:00am. She's cool with it but now I have to give the boys Carmen's new cell phone number so we can all group chat in class.

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I wake up at about 6:15 AM to get ready. I didn't get my outfit dirty so I reuse it, but without the vest. I swiftly do my own laundry, along with my mother's, but hate doing it. But, I want to minimize the amount of laundry I have to do on the weekend.

I reapply my makeup the same way as last night since it's really easy. Once I look acceptable, I get an apple from the fruit basket and head out the front door. I'm looking forward to seeing the boys.

Authors note: I don't feel like talking much, so I'm not the author of Divergent. It's early in the morning and I have to get ready for school in an hour. Bye Babes!

 Bye Babes!

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