I began walking to where we eat lunch. Four never really let me talk to the initiates that transferred from a different faction. He's told me a bit about Tris, too, but never let me speak to her either. Until now. She came from Abnegation, I think to myself. Just like Four. I'm pretty sure Four isn't in there right now.
My best friend, Delinae and I enter the room. "Can you hurry up, Kam," She whines. "I'm hungry." I look around the room twice and finally spot the blonde hair. Her blonde hair. I turn over to Delinae. "You can go ahead and grab something to eat," I tell her. "I'll find you later." She nods and jogs towards the food.
I face where Tris is at and begin to walk towards her table. I end up speed-walking there, but how, I don't know. Her back is facing me. Some guy with shaggy hair that is sitting in front of her murmurs something while looking my way. I won't lie. That dude seriously seems strong. But what unnerves me is how Tris isn't turning around. I know he was mentioning me. I'm about ten feet away. Six feet. Four feet. I'm right behind her. Too late to turn back now. I think to myself. I tap on her shoulder, finally making her turn around. "Are you Tris?" I ask. One way to be a creeper, Kam. She nods her head. Uriah is sitting right next to her. How come I didn't notice him earlier?
"Hey Kam," He smiles. "Did Four finally let you talk to the 'used-to-be-initiates?'" I nod my head and grin. Uriah introduced me to everyone at the table. He let me sit right between him and Will. The girl sitting on the other side of Will is Christina. I wonder what faction they both came from. Although, their body language towards each other makes it seem like there's something closer between them. Stop it, Kam. I tell myself. I can't help but think like those Erudite know-it-alls sometimes. I can tell that Tris is trying to loosen herself up, but she's still pretty stiff. "Aren't you going to eat lunch?" Christina asks me. "I was planning on eating later." I reply. Did I come off a bit harsh? I think so.
"This little one-pounder right here is basically Four's little sister he never had." Uriah tells them. "Hey, I'm not that light!" I say. Great. He has that mischievous gleam in his eyes. I should've gotten used to that look by now, but it still surprises me. Uriah picks me up from my seat and cradles me in his arms like a baby. I begin to slap his arms, but soon enough, Will convinces him to stop. I sit back on my seat and try to throw fireballs from my eyes to Uriah. I turn back to the others. "Four tells me a lot, but still not that much." I say, glancing at Tris. I don't think she's catching on, but if so, she's not showing it. I'm not the only one that's looking at her though. The other three probably know about those two, also. I can't help myself. "He's also told me about you, Tris. That's why I came here."
If I said something weird, it's too late. I tend to creep people out like that, especially people I've hardly met. She finally looks directly at me. I'm not sure if I should be worried about that. "Really?" She asks. I nod. "What does he say?" What she also doesn't is that Four is heading in our direction, Tris's back towards him. I don' reply to Tris, only because Four is giving me the look. I named his "I'm murdering you in my head" look because, if you see it like how I have, you'd be willing to jump down the Pit, too. I glance at Uriah. He sees Four, too, then glances at me. I give him my silent Save Me plead. Four wouldn't hurt a fourteen year old girl, right?
Four is right behind Tris but doesn't stop there. He walks and stands right behind me, and puts his hands on my shoulders, faking a smile. "Hey, Four." Tris says casually. Is she really that oblivious? I think. "Hi Tris. I see you guys have met Kameron," Uh-oh. He never says my full name. Nobody does, ever since my parents died. Uriah nods. "So what are you guys talking about?" He asks, crossing his arms. "You." Christina tells him. She needs to learn how to shut her mouth.