Disclaimer: I am not Veronica Roth she probably doesn't have to deal with a 16 year and a 9 year old brother.

Tris POV

I don't want to sound like a snob or anything but I am one of the best ,if not THE best , dancers at this school. Thats what all my teachers and classmates tell me. My teachers say that only one other person can match me and I should know it… We had been best friends since the day we were born. Literally. His birthday was the day before mine. So he met me before I had ever said a word. We grew up together, heck people thought we had been dating our whole lives. The truth of the matter is that we hadn't even thought about dating until about halfway through junior year. Or at least my mind because that was the one thing I could never figure out. If he liked me.

He had slept over millions of times., stayed for dinner billions of times and we had barely gone a minute without some way of contact between us, except for sleeping, but sometimes we stayed up just talking. Both of us had to get endless minutes and text messages because of it.

That was before highschool… it was the same up until the second semester. I realized that I might like him more than a friend. I was so caught up in it that I started drifting from him. Always worried that if I told him he would laugh in my face. The thing was that since we were dance partners I always saw him and it made me nervous that I would possibly slip up.

Halfway through our senior year his mom died. I tried to be there for him but at the same time I stayed away. We pushed each other away little by little but for different reasons. On the last day of highschool I told him that I loved him and then ran away. I ran to the best dance school in the country drowning myself in beautiful solos that no other women could match. I poured all my dread and sorrow and most of all ,my regret, into them resulting in me getting into the best dance company in the world.

He had also gotten into the company but I never talk to him. I made myself known but I told everyone not to tell him that I was here. Sure he heard about the best female dancer they had but never did they say my name. Only Christina knows the reason since she is my girl best friend. She was the first one to know that I like Four and the only one that was always there after what had happened. The others were still there but they didn't share an apartment with me or work with me after hours till I got every dance step perfect. The only other person who had ever done that was Four.

He calls me and texts me sometimes but me being the idiot that I am never answer. Sometimes he asks Christina about me but she never says where I am. I never looked back on that night that was so many years ago so I didn't see his expression because I was such a coward. I wonder if he just forgot about that night or if he looks for me to give me his response. I have never been able to face him since then.

I know it sounds silly, but he was my best friend and I ruined it by being a coward. But today my world changed.

A/N I know this is REALLY sappy but for once I didn't want for it to be Four's fault because in most fanfics Four does something that kills their relationship so this one stands out because of it.