Shauna

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A/N: For those of you that didn't already know, I'm also currently editing Surviving Reality: Divergent. It's not a lot of major editing, but I am fixing things up and adding some things so if you want I sugget that you reread it. I'm only about halfway through it, but I'm getting there.

Also, if you wanted to follow my tumblr (I mostly reblog 5sos stuff sorry but I do write some short imagines and stuff...for 5sos) then I'll be posting it in another update in Future Stories & Announcements. That's also to keep you guys updated, so if you like my stories and stuff I suggest you add that to your library :)

"Concert time!" I shout to Lynn, who is currently upstairs on her phone. Probably on tumblr.

Definitely on tumblr.

She moans and thumps down the stairs. She tugs open the front door and shouts to Hec that we're leaving, holding the door open so that I can get out with my crutches. I'll be able to stand and walk and see, as long as I can use them for balance. It's a good thing I'm not in a wheelchair full-time anymore.

Uriah opens the door and I climb into the passenger seat. "We have to pick up Tris, Marlene, and Christina, and then we should be good." Zeke says.

"What about Cara?"

"Cara's not coming." Four says from behind me. "Christina sold her ticket to someone else."

"Who?"

"No clue." He says. "But they flipped it to general admission, apparently."

Lynn buckles up and gives Zeke a thumbs up from her spot in the very back next to Uriah. Zeke pulls out of my driveway and I turn the radio up a little, some pop song playing. I don't know it, but that's probably because I spend most of my time listening to my iPod.

When we get to Tris's house, the three girls are already sitting outside waiting for us. Tris sits next to Four and gives him a small smile, and Marlene sits in the back on Lynn's other side. Christina takes the seat next to Tris.

"How far away is this place?" Lynn asks.

"About an hour." Christina says. "So Shauna, you better put on a good radio station or so help me I will kill you."

Zeke chuckles. "Don't worry Christina, I think she will. Because if she didn't, then I'd be the one killing her."

I narrow my eyes at him. "You wouldn't dare."

He grins. "Oh, but I would."

I click the power button on the radio and cross my arms over my chest, smirking. "Fine then. Guess who's not listening to the radio?"

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