Tris POV
I wake up in the morning and look at my phone. More and more mean messages from my so called friends. I can't believe they would say such terrible things to and about me. I don't want to deal with this crap anymore. I hate life more than words can explain. Should I just end all this pain. Leave? Die?I mean I still have a life outside of New York. I could move back to Chicago and give up dancing for a bit. Or I could go to Hollywood and put even more effort in my dancing. Or just give up entirely. Not live to see another day.
I then realize that I have the concert tonight. Grrrrrr!!!! I don't feel like seeing anyone today. But I can't let my fans down. I decide to go.
I get dressed into sweat pants and a t-shirt. I get down stairs and haul a taxi. I get to the biggest concert studio I've ever seen. I walk in and see everyone getting ready. I walk right past. They are all saying hi except Marlene and Lauren who sit in a corner together looking astonished that I'm here. Probably thought I wouldn't show up.
I sit down in a dressing room chair and someone comes over and starts my makeup. They finish and Christina comes over. I get up quickly and walk into the dressing room. I see my coustume and put it on.
"Tris? What's up with you?" Chris shouts"Oh so now you want to be nice? No more of me being disgusting or anything?" I ask. I walk out of the dressing room and look her in the eye. 'don't cry!!!!don't cry!!!!' I tell myself
"What? I would never say anything like that. Where did you hear that?" She asks
"YOU Facebook messaged me that!!!!" I say. She looks at the account.
"This is not my account. What have they been sayin-" she gets cut off when the stage manger comes out
"Okay Four you ready?" He yells
"Yes, everyone huddle up." He tells us. We huddle in a big group. "Dear god, let us do well in this proformance and the ones to come. Give us the strength to be the best we can be. Amen" Four says.
"Amen," we all say together. We put our hands in and say " One two three break." We get ready and run on stage. We preform our dance with Four. He sings like an angel. My mind keeps going back to when Chris said that wasn't her Facebook account. Who would say all that stuff to me to make me feel bad about myself? And what did I do to that person?
We finish and run off stage. We have a few more performances after this one.
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After we are done the group goes to celebrate. I don't want to be around these people any longer than I have to be so I leave and go home.
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Done a chapter.....obviously......
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FanfictionThis is a story based in the modern day with Tobias/Four as a famous singer song writer from Chicago who now lives in New York, and Tris a famous dancer who is from Ontario, Canada who is moving to New York to become a dancer for the famous Four. B...