Miao

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Tris's pov

"Tobias, get your ass over here!" I scream from the front door.
I hear him mutter, " Dammit, what did I do this time?"
"You did nothing wrong. These people are selling kittens, and this one is really cute." I say pointing to a brown cat with green-blue eyes. I give Tobias the begging puppy eyes and he sighs, taking out his wallet.
"How much for this one, Sweetheart?" He asks the little girl that's holding my dream kitten.

"5 dollars! She's the runt and she almost died." She says, showing off her almost tooth-less smile. Tobias hand her a ten dollar bill and tells her to keep the change. I say "Thank-you", to Tobias and pick up the kitty.
"Tris, if we are keeping this cat, you need a job." He tells me.
"I know! I'm three weeks away from graduation! I'll start looking for rolls in t.v shows or something. We live in L.A now, and it'll be easy to find a roll here. People know my mom anyway, and I used to be in barney so I'll find a job in less than 2 months." I tell him.

It's been 3 years since we finished high school and two years since I moved here. Tobias moved here a year ago. I know, I know. Ripple effect. But it's completely true. Now that I think of it, I move a lot. Up till when I was about four I lived in this very house and then we moved to Washington because my mom had a movie to film up there. You know the rest of the chain. But a lot of movie makers are my mom's best friends. It's not weird.

"Okay, well we need to choose a name for this cat. I was thinking about the names Carina and Chelsea for the past couple minutes." He says lightening up the mood.

I consider it for a little bit but then remember that I had always wanted to name an animal after the sound it makes and how in Spanish speaking countries they say, "Miao". I put on a silly grin and say, "Miao".

"Um, what about meow?"

"That's what I want to name the cat! M. I. A. O. It's 'meow' in Spanish." I say with the same enthusiasm as a 5 year old winning a big fluffy teddy bear at the carnival. Tobias just looks at me for a minute and I just stare back.

"Sure. Miao works. Um, I was thinking 10 minutes before we bought this that maybe we could have gone to visit Uriah on tour but I'm not sure anymore." He says awkwardly.

"Well, Uri has like, five million dollars now. He could possibly pay for us to go visit him. Just a though. Think over it" I say leaving the "family room" to our bedroom with Miao. I just pet her while laying down with the my head on my silky pillow that my mom got me for my 15th birthday. I think back to the last day of high school when I fell asleep against the wall. How Tobias and I adopted 2 kids and how we had a wedding in Florida. I wonder if it's accurate. I would be so happy if it were to come true. If it does come true, I'll be the one in white very soon because I didn't look a day over 25 and right now I'm 22. I didn't see Miao in our future but nothing is ever how it seems.

That was a really good lesson from the show, Wizards Of Waverly Place". That show was the best! I was so pissed when Juliet turned old. But then I was even more pissed when then series ended. I nearly cussed out on the people who made the show end. But when they did the reunion I finally forgave them.

I soon doze off with Miao by my side, and dream the same dream with only one alter. But I guess it's good because instead of adopting 2 kids, I give birth to the girl.

Author's note: So yea, I'm letting the story out early! I couldn't do anymore. I was thinking to let this out on the twentieth but I just can't do it. The picture of the cat is from the video "El Pollito Pío" I nearly died of laughter when I got to the end. If you want to search it on youtube you need to watch it in Spanish because It's wayyyyyy funnier! In English it just sounds plain stupid. Also, when the turkey comes up, my mom and I call it "The drowning turkey" because of the sound it makes. Well I want to finish "Mean Girls", so bye! Disclaimer: Veronica Roth wrote "Divergent" or as my mom calls it, "Detergent".

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