Sorry for not updating!
But anyway, enjoy like always!"Thanks for dinner!" Christina gushes.
"No problem," I reply, my hands tight on the steering wheel of the Mercedes I rented.
I pull up to the hotel, and step out of my side of the car to open Chris's door for her.
My sleeve falls as I yank the door handle.
My mind freezes for a second, seeing the 'VI' tattooed on my wrist.
I bite my lip so hard I can feel blood trickling into my mouth. Tris. Six.
I was on a date with Six's best friend.
"Bye Christina," I whisper into her ear, giving her a one handed hug.
"Bye Four," she replies, returning the hug.
I watch as Christina bounces into the lobby.
Small wisps of my memories with Tris flickers in my head.
Her blonde hair. Her 'IV' tattooed on her wrist.
I clench the steering wheel harder, shoving all memories of Tris out of my head.
She left me.
She dumped me.
And yet she is tattooed on me.
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"Cause all of me, wants all of you," I sing in the recording booth.
My eyes hurt. The walls of the booth is this hideous shade of green.
"Love your curves and all your edges, love your perfect imperfections."
Tris.
Tris.
This song is for her.
As are the other songs.
"Cause I give you hope..."
I finish off the song, as Amar hops off his stool, clapping.
"I love the emotion. You were even closing your eyes."
"Thanks, and I was closing them cause the hideous shade of green got to me," I answer back.
He sighs, shaking his head. "We really need to repaint."
"Please do."
"Go to Cinna," Amar goes back to business. Today's going to be a busy day. We recorded all the songs, and now all we need are the videos. We're doing the video for Amnesia today.
As Cinna chooses clothing for me, Christina comes back into my mind. Tris doesn't know that I know that it's Christina.
I pick up my phone and send Christina a quick text before walking out to Ceasar, who's in charge of the music videos.
"How's Tris holding up?"
I turn my head as Cinna walks into the room.
"Four, what kind of look do you want for the video?"
"Something rebellious," I say, peering at the closet as Cinna picks out a black leather jacket with Ray Bans. I put on a black t-shirt with jeans and converse.
"There you go," Cinna spins me around on the chair as he tackles my head.
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I sit in the car, trying to ignore the camera crew that's sitting on my windshield. I lip-synch the words:
"I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted."
Katniss Everdeen, a famous actress, is in the next scene with me. She holds my hand as I whisper the next verse.
I sing, picturing Katniss is Christina.
Sure, Katniss is pretty and famous, but I have Christina.
I hate it, but I think I'm falling for Christina.
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We drive to the school, and this scene is me now, holding a backpack and staring at Katniss across the hall, laughing with her. "It hurts to know that you're happy, yet it hurts that you've moved on."
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Katniss lips the words, "We're breaking up," and she cries makeup down her face as I sing. "I remember the day you told me you were leaving, I remember the makeup running down your face."
There's a scene that I hated, where I had to lie down on a bed with a guitar and sing. They had to hang the cameramen from the ceiling to get me. Katniss vanishes in the background of it. "I wish I'd wake up with amnesia, forget about the stupid little th-"
And then suddenly I stop. I throw my guitar onto the bed and cry and cry and cry until everything...
Turns...
Black...I admit the blacking out was kind of random. I was at a loss for ideas.
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FanfictionThe Sound Of Your Voice |FourTris Fanfiction| Told by Tobias Eaton and Tris Prior One night changes everything. One karaoke show. One agent. Tobias is singing. His voice is impressive. Impressive enough to get the world's best agent to notice him. ...