Divergent High

Chapter 5

The rest of the day went by fast. I met my new teachers, got my books, and finally the last bell rang. Just like my old school, the hallways were so crowded. I finally met up with Christina, and followed her to her house in my car.
Her house was averaged sized, not that nice but not that bad. I get out, leaving my books and papers inside the car. Christina opens the door and there inside stood a small girl. She looked about eight.

"Rose! What are you doing home from school so early?" Rose let's out a small cough. "I got sick, so I walked home."
Christina nodded, the continued to walk to her room.
Christina's room was very pretty. She put her own unique touch in it. The walls were white with yellow dots ranging in size. There were no light fixtures, besides the Christmas lights strung around the celling and a Japenese lamp shade in the middle. Her bed was a queen sized with white fluffy blankets.
Christina drops her stuff In a chair and shuts her door. "Let's find you an outfit!!!" She squeals. I laugh, then nod. Christina pulls out a knee length black strapless dress. "How about this?" I nod. "It's beautiful!" She laughs, passing me the dress. "I knew you would like it! I'm sure Four will to!" As she says the last words, she moves her eyebrows up and down. I throw the shirt I was wearing I her face. She falls backwards laughing.
When I finally get the dress on me, I turn to see Christina is dressed in a bright yellow dress, like mine, strapless. She zips me, and I zip her up. I smile at her dress. "You look really good in that, Chrissy!" She wrinkles her nose. "Chrissy? Really Tris..." I stick my tongue out at her. "Just let me try it for a little while!" Christina laughs. "What ever, and you look great in your dress too!" I feel my cheeks getting warm as I smile.

Christina pulls out a giant bag out if a desk drawer. "Make up time!"
My eyes go big. "Do we have to-" she puts her hand in my face. "Just shush and let me do your make up!" I nod, and sit down as she does her work.
When she gives me a mirror to look at myself, I gasp. The person in the mirror looked nothing like me. She was beautiful. Her eyes had smokey eye shadow with dark mascara on. Black eye liner surrounded around the eye. The person was wearing pink blush, and deep red lipstick. When I stare at her for a moment, I realize she is me. I am that person. I smile huge, grasping Christina in a hug. "Thank you so much!" She starts laughing. "No problem! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to put mine on.

I gaze at myself into the mirror until Christina finally stands up. "Ready! Now for the finishing touches." She hands me eight inch heels and a small black hand purse. I put them on, and start walking around in them. "I'm ready!"

Christina takes a couple turns here and there until we reach a giant two story house. It was white with a grey rooftop. We step out, and I follow Christina up to the door. I check my watch- 4:53. Perfect. About two minutes later, Four opens the door letting us in. He takes us to a basement area that has a large sofa, coffee table, and a flat screen TV. A mini bar and two other doors sat in the back. I see everyone, but Zeke and Uriah. "Just go ahead and take a seat anywhere." Four speaks up. Another knock was heard, and he runs upstairs. I take a seat next to a girl who's name I think is Lynn. "Hello." She speaks up.
"Hi"
She smiles. "If you didn't know, I'm Lynn. You look at me as if I'm a stranger! You don't remember me, do you?"
I shake my head.
"We used to be best friends at Buffalo! I moved away in sixth grade because my father died and my mother didn't want us staying there. I'm glad I get to see you again!"
I hug her, memories spilling back into my head. When she was little, she had long brunette hair that was always kept in pigtails.

I let go of her and pull back. "Nice meeting you again." She smiles. "You too, Tris!"

Four comes back, with Zeke and Uriah behind him. "Hayyy giirrrrllllsss!" Zeke calls out. "The party can begin!!!"
I laugh along with everyone else. When I calm down from my laughter, I realize someone is staring at me.

Four.