I am sitting in the office, annoyed after another paparazzi spread some rumor about me being pregnant. I am sorry but I am 15 and not looking to be pregnant. Four is really supportive though, he gets annoyed too. He doesn't want to be a father, he's still recovering from his own.
We are the famous couple 'ten' My stage name is Six and my boyfriends is Four. We sing and act, many people all over the US know us. I just wanna have a normal life.
"How are you guys holding up?" Our producer Max is sittting infront of us.
"Can't we just move to somewhere and use our real names I'm done with L.A." I answer.
"Wow, six are you sure, we can't go back?" Four answers. I want something so I am using his real name, Tobias.
"Tobias, we can go to chicago, get a 'job' there and keep recording, and no us, no rumors."
"That actually sounds like a good plan, Tris" Max tells us. My real name is Beatrice but I don't like that so Tris. "Are you in Four?" He continues.
"Anything for you Bea-utiful" He answers using his nickname for me.
"Great when can I leave!" I get really ecited because I am so done with these rumors.
"High School starts in 2 months, enough to catch up on pervious school work, then you can go to Divergent High in Chicago, how does that sound?"
"Great, when can I leave?" I repeat like a little kid.
"The end of this week minimum we still need to get you a house." Max finally answers my question.
"This is really happening, huh?"
"Sorry it's fast but I am done with these rumors." I answer knowing he doesn't like rushing things.
"It's okay, I don't like them either." He responds.