The school bell rang as Tris walked the corridors of the school, navigating her way amongst the crowd of teens. She wrapped her arms protectively around her stomach as she walked, shielding her most prized possession that lay there.

A camera.

But this wasn't just any camera. It was the camera that she had gotten from her family for her birthday. A Sony Alpha A7R II. One of the fanciest and most high-tech cameras that were out there. She couldn't afford to get any sweaty hands on it.

Tris was always the one who stood out from the crowd. She never fit in, making her the most observant person she knows. She never minded her differences though, because that made it easier for her to take good shots; she had an eye for photography. She worked for the school yearbook, where she could put her talent to use. She was planning on having pursuing an art major and opening up a studio, or maybe teaching kids some basic photography. Her whole life was set.

On this particular day, Tris found it nearly impossible to make her way amongst the crowd. Sure, she was used to being invisible, but this was something new. As she fought her way to her locker, she realized something.

The band, Four and the Pansycakes, were back in town.

Four, Zeke, Uriah, and Will had made a band at the beginning of freshman year. It was simply a way for them to express themselves and have some fun together. Once, in the middle of freshman year, they posted a video of their newest song on YouTube, and it grew viral. Next thing they knew, they were famous stars. They worked at a professional recording studio during their sophomore year, then went on tour during junior year. Their publicists decided that it would be a good idea to wrap up their education before they turned to full-time music producers.

So here they were.

Tris, having finally made it to her locker, began taking her books out for her next class, when she happened to look at a picture that was posted on her locker for years. It was a picture of her and Tobias the summer before freshman year started. They had gone to the pool, and moments before the picture was taken, Tobias made a funny joke that made Tris laugh, so she wasn't even looking at the camera. Tobias said that it was what made the picture real. Tris never forgot that, and whenever she took pictures of people, she took them discreetly as to get them while they were in the moment, making them "real", as Tobias would say.

Tris was the only person who knew that Four was actually Tobias. In fact, before the band had grown famous, they were best friends. Tris still remembers the day when they met.

It was a hot summer day, a few days before seventh grade would start. Tris wanted to enjoy her last few moments of freedom before she had to go to school, so she went to the woods where she would play and sit in the shade. She took her camera along with her, a simple Canon camera that was of a cheap quality but still served her purpose. Tris was just discovering her newfound talent, and she planned on testing it out with some simple nature shots. As she settled into her corner of the woods, she saw something new that she had never seen before.

A tree house.

That was new. It had to be, because Tris knew every corner of this part of the woods, and she had never seen it before. Cautiously, she climbed up the wooden ladder, curious as to know if the tree house belonged to someone. If it didn't, she wanted to claim it all to herself. She had seen tree houses before, and she wanted one, too, but her parents never let her have one, claiming that any possessions were selfish.

"Hello?" she called as she entered the room. It seemed pretty comfy. It had a door through which she entered and a window on the opposite side, which was really just a hole through the slab of wood. In the corner of the room sat a boy with a guitar and a notebook, who seemed to be jotting down some notes. Upon hearing her voice, his head shot up, and he looked at the girl in front of him.

"Um...hi?" he said. His mind momentarily stopped working as he looked upon the beauty in front of him.

"Wow, this place is really cool," Tris commented. When she saw the boys confused face, she quickly said, "I'm Tris, by the way,".

"I'm Tobias," he said, finally seeming to understand how his mouth worked. "So, do you come here often?"

And with that, the conversation started. She found out that he had built this place a few weeks ago, when he had moved here. She also found out that they were in the same grade, and that he liked to compose music, hence the guitar and the notebook. He found out that she had lived here all her life and that she loved photography. They both found out that they had a new best friend.

Tobias remembers, too, but he doesn't dwell on it as much, not since sophomore year. It seemed that Tris simply stopped communication with him entirely, and he had no idea why. He racked his brain for any moment where he had done or said something that would make her ignore him, but no matter how hard he tried, he could never come up with that said moment. So he gave up after sometime, believing that somethings just weren't meant to be.

Currently he was trying to make his way among the crowd of fellow colleagues, most of whom couldn't get their hands off of him. Sure, he loved music, it being the one thing that made him feel free, but he wasn't aware of the amount of paparazzi or the number of fans that it would take to allow him to follow his dream. He didn't mind most of the time, but sometimes, he wished he and the band had never posted that video.

One of those instances happened to be now. He finally made it to his locker and was walking towards his first class, where half of the school claimed that their class was also. When he finally made it to his seat, he sighed in relief. He had never been so excited for school to start.

Tris was itching to get to class. No, she wasn't excited about it, but the warning bell had already rung and she couldn't be late to this class. In addition to being a shy girl that barely anyone knew, she was also a good girl. Call her whatever you want, but she wanted it to stay that way. Although, it seemed impossible to get anywhere with the number of people in front of her. Seriously, what was going on?

When she finally made it into the class, there was only a minute to the tardy bell. She quickly sat in a random seat, and began pulling out her notebook for the class. As she lifted her head, she happened to glance at the boy she was sitting next to, who ideally happened to be looking back at her.

Four.

She quickly averted her eyes and found something interesting in the lines of her notebook. When the bell rang and the class started, she couldn't be more relived. She took the best notes that she had ever taken the entire year, happy to get her attention on anything else other than him.

He couldn't believe his eyes. He just found his best friend. But she certainly didn't seem happy to see him. She payed attention to the lecture like he knew she would, but something wasn't right about the way she was doing it. When the bell rang, signaling the end of the class, she quickly grabbed her notebook and ran as if she would die if she stayed in that room any longer. He was reminded of the time at the beginning of sophomore year when she began avoiding him, where she was the one who encouraged him to pursue his dreams, and yet she avoided him.

Why? Only time will tell.

This will be a three-shot. Please let me know your thoughts on this chapter. I had lots of fun writing it. Hopefully the next update will be soon.