A/N: Thank you so much to all of you guys who is still reading my story! I'm starting to really feel excited to see how this story is going :)

Updates will come once in a week (which would be every Friday or Saturday, depending on when I get the opportunity to update).


Elle: I'll try my best :)

Manasi: Yeah... It'll take some time before the two of them could reconcile things with each other. And while that, the story would definitely be a little bit deressing. But worry not, the ending would definitely be all out Fourtris because that is the reason why I'm writing this sequel anyway- to reunite them!


Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent.


"And so I think, I really, really think that University of Cincinnati would be the best choice for us."

Beatrice only lends half her ear to her class-mate's speeches as he blabbers on about which university should they enroll themselves to for their tertiary education.

"So what say you, Bea?"

She lifts her gaze of from the ground to meet her friend's gaze, sighs, shrugs and kept on walking. "I don't know Fernando. I won't mind any of them. They are all universities for me."

Fernando knits his eyebrows together. "But I thought you specifically mentioned that you would prefer to avoid any universities in Chicago and Princeton?"

"Well other than those two, I won't mind. Don't you get it?"

Fernando cringes at her harsh tone and watches in silence as she picks up her speed and walks home alone. It's so frustrating how easy it is for Beatrice to get annoyed of him. He couldn't understand it. He's helping her decide her future, but even that gets her agitated. Being able to engage in a conversation where she actually talks without giving short answers or silent nods is already hard. Being able to joke around with her where she would laugh and joke back or even give the slightest sign of smile instead of a pair of rolled eyes, a scowl and an irritated sigh is even harder. It's hard for him to believe that this girl is even related to the ever smiling brunette girl, let alone be her twin sister.

"Maybe it's true what Shauna have said?" He suggests to himself in a quiet whisper, frowning to himself. "But she'll never tell him why won't she..."

Beatrice pauses when she reaches the gates of the red-bricked house, a group of white and pink-ish, bell shaped flowered bushes lines a pathway leading up to the house, a tall lamp-post stands beside her and a sign saying "Chestnut Street" stands a few feet away. It still feels funny, thinking of how this place is where her mother had grown up in- her mother who she hardly knows. Her mother who willingly sacrificed her own feelings just to makes sure that the people she loves and cares for is safe. With a long intake of breath and a deep sigh, Beatrice turns the key in the lock and opens the door, pausing yet again when she sees a familiar face looking at her with a wide smile.

Shauna quickly runs up to greet her sister who she has missed dearly throughout the months she spends at Princeton. "Hey, how are you doing Bea?"

Beatrice lends a small smile. "Great." She lies. "How are you?"

"Never better!" Shauna replies pulling her hand as she excitedly walks towards the kitchen.

"I'm really sorry that I couldn't make it to your convocation yesterday morning, I was-"

"Hush now." Shauna reassures her. "It's alright, I told you. Caleb couldn't make it since he had to attend the annual interstate health conference and you had to fetch your SAT results, I'm honestly fine with it. In fact, I had my boyfriend to accompany me there- couldn't be happier."

Beatrice's steps falter. "Your boyfriend?" She asks, eyes wide.

Shauna nods.

Beatrice slaps her sister at her shoulder. "You didn't tell me?"

Her sister laughs and Beatrice couldn't help laughing along with the merry sound.

"How could you?" She accuses. "We share everything together!"

"Well we just got into it like last month and well, I thought that I'd come home with a surprise." Shauna lifts her shoulders in a shrug.

"So who is it? A fellow college-mate? Your professor? Ow-"

Shauna hits her sister on the head in disbelief, shaking her head with a wide grin. "No! honestly Beatrice?"

"Sorry, it was just a suggestion..." Beatrice shrugs her shoulders and bowed down apologetically. "So who is it?"

"Well... he is my college- university-mate. But he is also a person who you know."

Beatrice freezes. No... it can't be...

"I know him?" she asks to which Shauna nods in reply.

But of course it can be. She saw it coming, the way she looked at him, the way he looked at her. She even told him about it. Of course he was just lying to her to try and get her to trust him.

Beatrice hangs her head low and allows Shauna to drag her to the kitchen in silence.

"Bea, meet my boyfriend, Zeke."

Beatrice swings her head up in surprise, spotting the familiar face smiling at her with his ever so excited and cheeky smile.

"Oh..." She quietly whispers to herself. Of course, Shauna did mention how her heart has fallen for Zeke and not him.

She silently reminds herself to knock her head on the wall when she gets alone and stop thinking too much about him.

Zeke is quite surprised to see how Tris has changed physically. Her height slightly taller, her arms and legs filled up with well developed muscles- which are not too bulky, but prominently there. Her face is much, much prettier now that it no longer reminds him of a skeleton or a beaten up slave as her bruises have healed and she's been obviously eating more. And her long, golden waves have been chopped off and is now just barely touching her shoulder instead of curling all the way down to her bust. She even pins it back and holds her chin higher, announcing a more confident and not to be messed with personality instead of the scared little girl persona she holds the last time he saw her. Now, he daresay, she looks quite attractive.

"Hey Tri-"

"Beatrice." The blue-eyed girl corrects him. "It's Beatrice."

Zeke cocks an eyebrow in wonderment. "Oh?"

Beatrice curtly nods, her arms still crossed protectively over her chest.

"Then you should call me Ezekiel."

"I won't mind." She announces, face remaining placid. The straight lipped frown reminding him of his best friend back at Chicago.

"So how's things going here in Cincinnati?" He asks, deciding that if her mood is similar to that of Tobias's, then joking around with her is probably synonymous to taking a step closer to Death's doormat.

"Great." She replies, though Zeke knows that it is just probably a lie to hide the words "like living in hell". He's all too familiar with the curt words and standoff-ish attitude.

"Better than living in Chicago?" He asks, holding his lower lips with his forefinger and thumb protectively. He's just testing the water here...

He watches how a storm of rainy clouds pass by briefly across her eyes before she blinks it away, hands curled up into a fist as she replies, "Definitely."

Zeke smirks.

It seems like Tobias is not the only lovesick puppy...

CCO

Beatrice didn't feel like having breakfast this morning. Instead, she stays in her room with her curtains drawn shut- the bright laptop screen glaring at her, illuminating her face with various colours.

A knock came from the closed door before Caleb pops his head in. "Can I come in?" He asks.

Beatrice nods at him with a small smile before turning her attention back to the screen.

"University of Cincinnati?" Caleb questions, reading the header of the site Beatrice has switched on.

"Yeah..." Beatrice drawls. "Fernando suggested it to me this evening. I guess it is a good idea since it's close to home..."

"But won't you want to go somewhere more... prestigious or something? I know that you earned high grades."

"Yeah Bea." Shauna interjects, walking casually through the door before settling down on the bed behind Caleb, resting her chin on his shoulder to glance at the screen.

Though she has to accept the fact that she didn't go through all the years when they were living on one dollar meals and living in cheap, back-alley motels before their mother found a job, sometimes, Beatrice couldn't help feeling jealous at how Caleb and Shauna are obviously closer with each other than they are with her.

"Are you really sure that you don't want to study anywhere else? I saw your letter, you earned a scholarship from the University of Chicago... that's the fourth highest ranking university."

Beatrice drops her face in her hands. Is it so hard for anyone to understand that she doesn't want to go there?

"I said no, I don't want to." She replies, biting back a harsh remark. "In fact, isn't it a good idea to study somewhere close to home?"

Shauna just sighs in reply and watches in silence as Caleb helps her twin sister apply for enrolment at the university.

Despite the fact that she was closer with her when they were younger, Beatrice couldn't help getting closer and more comfortable with Caleb instead of her twin sister. For the way Caleb acts and talks and looks reminds her exactly of her father who was the shoulder she leaned on to when the rest of her family was supposedly dead.

"So what subject are you going for? Astronomy?" He suggests, typing in her newly created username in the sign in box.

"What about astronomy?" Another voice interrupts.

Beatrice huffs in irritation as Zeke unceremoniously drops down on her bed, pulling Shauna onto his lap and giving her a small kiss on her nose. "You know, I was looking for you everywhere." He whispers to his giggling girlfriend.

"Are we hosting a party in my room?" Beatrice almost shouts in exasperation, silently hoping that they could all get the cue that she prefers to be alone or at least with just Caleb. Unfortunately for her though, Zeke would never understand hidden hints and clues.

"Oh no, I was just looking for my beloved," Zeke speaks. "But since we're all here, we can all talk about... astronomy, was it?"

"Bea's tertiary education." Caleb informs strictly, irritation laced in his voice. "We're talking about Bea's tertiary education and what course should she take."

"Ahh... And you suggested astronomy correct?"

Caleb nods with a sigh.

"Interesting..."

Beatrice silently thank Zeke for keeping not carrying on with his speeches after that. She's sure that she won't have the patience to endure it for another minute.

"I was thinking of more on the arts stream actually." She tells Caleb, clicking on the link which writes "courses in arts stream".

"Why?" Caleb questions to which Beatrice shrugs.

"I'm thinking of majoring, or at least if not possible, minoring in philosophy. And that's listed under the arts stream."

Zeke suddenly hums a tune and sings out a series of number to it as the page loads and all three of the Priors turn to look at him with questioning looks.

"What?" Zeke asks defensively. "The contact number on that announcement, it's got a melodious note in it."

They read the contact number under the announcement which informs the fact that they are looking for a new philosophy lecturer to teach at their main campus.

Caleb slaps his face to the palm of his left hand.

Why did he agree to Shauna bringing this laughing jukebox maniac to his house?...


P/S: MITAM is a tuuuuuuuune !