AN: Thanks so much for checking this out! Please follow, fave, and REVIEW! Updates will not be frequent. This is my first story, so if I don't like it I might take it down. Also, Tobias and Tris are the same age.
Trust me, the story gets better I know right now it's kinda all over the place.
Flashback (five years ago; Tris and Tobias 17 years old)
Tobias POV
I jumped up from bed, excited for the day. Tris had been on vacation for two weeks, and today I would be able to see her. We hadn't been able to talk on the phone much over that time.
I pulled on my clothes as fast as I could and I shoved breakfast in my mouth, glad Marcus wasn't there. I rushed out the door and practically hopped into my old truck. I drove off to D.A High, the high school I had been going to since freshman year. I parked in my usual spot, and hopped out. I couldn't wipe the excited smile from my face.
I spotted her immediately. Her recently cut chin length and ombre blue dyed hair shone in the light of the sun. She talked animatedly with her brother, and they seemed to be arguing. I ran up to her and picked her up by the hips and she squealed.
"Stop!" she yelled, laughing. I laughed too as I spun her around. I set her down and she set her arms around my neck. I pecked her on the lips, still smiling.
"I missed you" I said, our noses touching.
"I missed you too" she said back. The bell rung and Tris's face lit up. "We're going to be late!" She pulled me towards class even though I wanted nothing more than to ditch school with her.
I spent the rest of my classes sneaking looks at Tris, but as the day wore on, I could see her mood was quickly going down hill. By the end of the day, she seemed depressed.
"What's wrong?" I had asked her after school was over.
"We need to talk" she answered. "Can I come over in an hour?"
"Of course" I had answered. We parted ways after that and I waited until she came over. I was once again glad Marcus wasn't there. I answered the door when I heard a knock.
"What do we need to talk about?" I asked nervously. She didn't answer, but instead she took my hand and led me to the couch. We sat down, and I waited anxiously for this 'talk.'
"I'm leaving" she said ominously.
"Leaving where?" I asked.
"Here. My family is moving to California" she said.
"That's okay. I could deal with long distance" I said.
"Tobias, there is a time difference. We would never get to talk. Who knows when we could see each other. I'm breaking up with you" she said, tears in her eyes.
"What? No! Tris, we can make it work!" I tried to reason. She shook her head sadly.
"It's not a good idea. WE wouldn't be able to make it work. I'm sorry" she said getting up. She wiped a tear from her face, and it felt like I was breaking from the inside out. "Tris wait!" But she was already gone.
I remember her words even now, five years later. It's not a good idea. We wouldn't be able to make it work. She had been so selfish! That was the last time I ever saw her. She blocked my number, on social media, on email. She broke my heart. Since them, I have been going by Four, my fastest mile time.
Today, I am leaving Chicago. I'm going to San Francisco in California with Zeke where I will go to San Francisco State University. Deep down, I hope I run into Tris, but she can be anywhere in California; she never told me where she was going.
I leave my old apartment that I was renting with Zeke, bags in hand. Zeke struggles with his bags. We managed to get a place in San Francisco.
We board the plane and prepare for the flight.
"Hoping of seeing Tris?" Zeke asks. I sigh.
"Of course I am. It's silly; she can be anywhere in California" I say.
"I know" Zeke answers. Silence overtakes us and I fall asleep.
"Dude, wake up!" Zeke says, shaking my shoulder. I groan.
"Are we here?" I ask.
"You know it" he says. We leave the plan on unstable legs. Zeke calls a cab which takes us to our new place.
Our new place is an old Victorian, the common model of the city. The floors creak as wee explore the place.
"I could get used to it" Zeke says.
"Yeah, I -"
"DIBS!" Zeke yells, racing past me to thee master bedroom. I groan.
"You suck" I mutter. He laughs, flopping on thee mattress. I find the second bedroom and drop all my bags on the floor.
"Sucker" Zeke says, standing at my shoulder. I elbow him in the gut and he groans.
"I hate you sometimes" I say.
"Don't worry, I love you too. Now come on, I want to explore the city" he says, dragging me outside.
The city is bustling with people and the noise of honking cars is constant. Zeke inhales deeply.
"Ah, I love the smell of the ocean" he says. I roll my eyes.
"Don't be a Debbie Downer. Now come on, I'm hungry" he says. We walk the streets, looking for a café or something.
"There's one" I say, pointing a block ahead.
"How can you see that far?" he asks, starting to walk faster.
"Dunno" I say, smiling.
We arrive at the small café, the smell of coffee making my mouth water. We take a seat and a tall girl with brown skin comes to our table.
"Hi, you must be new around here. I'm Christina" she says immediately.
"How can you tell we're new?" Zeke asks suspiciously.
"I remember everyone who comes here. Plus, you know, you look lost" she says with a wink. I laugh a little. "So what can I get you?" she asks.
"A vanilla mocha please" Zeke says.
"Just a black coffee" I say.
"Coming right up" she laughs, walking away.
"Look at all the California babes here" Zeke says, looking around the room.
"Dude, you have a girlfriend" I say, thinking about Shauna. Zeke had to leave her behind, but they are actually doing the long distance thing.
"Yeah, but you don't" he says. I don't respond, and silence quickly takes over.
The coffees come shortly afterward.
"Here you go. And your bill" Christina says cheerfully.
"Do you know any good clubs or bars around here?" Zeke asks.
"Oh, yeah! The Lounge is just across the street. I work there most nights. You should stop by!" she says.
"We have some time tonight. What do you say, Four?" Zeke asks me.
"No matter what I say, you will still make me go" I say. He frowns.
"Good point. I guess we'll see you tonight" he says to Christina. She grins.
"Sounds good."
AN: I know it wasn't the best first chapter, but the next one will be better. Please follow, fave, and review!