It wasn't as through Trisha actually had plans for the evening or anything, but when Baldric had shown up at her house, she didn't have words to express her surprise. There was a lot of staring, her parents being surprisingly okay with her going places with this boy they didn't know. Tris knew that it was because of the magic thing. They figured she could take care of herself, and if another witch or wizard was there, well then great.
She couldn't really believe her ears, though, as he told her parents he'd have her back by sunrise. Tris was so utterly confused she barely thought to pick up a jacket, instead following him outside.
The next thing she knew, she was blindfolded and hearing all sorts of shouts. Feeling Baldric's arm around her made her at least the slightest bit more comfortable. She could, with that, be sure that someone was with her. It wasn't that Tris expected him to do anything underhanded, but she wasn't exactly a fan of being alone when she wasn't sure what was going on.
She opened her eyes beneath the blindfold, but only saw what she thought was light shining through the fabric. It wasn't exactly high noon, though, so she didn't see why such a thing would be happening. When Bae moved, she nearly turned towards him out of nervousness. Darkness didn't scare her, but feeling unsure made her cautious. Hence her quiet nature at school.
He was suddenly so close to her that she felt just as much as she heard his next words. The blindfold fell away and she found herself staring up at what rather reminded her of the fields where her brothers used to play football. So distracted by look at the stadium was she that she didn't realize Baldric was moving again until he pulled her along by the waist.
"Wait," She said as they made their way up, "I thought the game was on Friday?" She wasn't exactly complaining, but she was just surprised.
Looking up at him, though, she found him grinning at her and pulling her towards him. She hadn't thought to put her jacket on yet so she was rather grateful for it. Something about the spontaneous nature of this was making her excited, and her company was certainly adding to that. Her mind was telling her that it didn't make sense to be interested in a guy she had only spent time with twice before tonight. Telling herself it was ridiculous, she instead focused on following him up the stands as he took her hand and pulled her along.
Trisha looked into the box as they arrived, feeling quite surprised. The stands were practically full to bursting and she couldn't believe she was actually at a match. It felt like a very realistic dream, honestly. As soon as the wind came whipping in through the newly-opened windows, however, she knew it wasn't. Slipping her jacket over her arms, she moved to stand at the edge, leaning against it as she watched the people on the field.
Baldric's voice drew her attention away momentarily, however. "It's.. spectacular." She replied after a moment, struggling to find the words. Sure, she had been to school matches, but this was beyond anything she could have pictured. Shouts came from all around them, the stadium full of decked-out fans, and lights beamed down on the field. It was rather brilliant, she decided. If she never lived to see another match, she would be thoroughly disappointed.
Bae was lifting something from a cabinet when she turned back around, her hair threatening to fly over her eyes. Lifting a hand to push it back, she caught sight of what it was he was holding. "Oh, I- I don't know." She answered, "I've never exactly.." Tris's voice trailed off. Was this something she had not been informed about, as well? It seemed like every time she was around him, something was wrong. Why was there so much she didn't know, when she spent so much time reading? Mentally berating herself, she decided to try and move a bit of the focus off of her lack of knowledge and experience. Retrieving a hair tie from her pocket, Tris began pulling her hair back into some sort of less-crazy ponytail.