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Love,

Qwerty

Tris P.O.V:

"Hey Tris!" I turned on my way out of school to see Four, the football player prodigy, running towards me.

"Hey, Four...what do you need?" He stood a foot away, and I felt my cheeks flush.

"Well..." He looked embarrassed, and rubbed the back of his neck. "My car won't start."

"So...wanna ride?" I smiled and pulled the door open. "No problem. Come on." I patted the passenger seat. Act natural, Tris. Act NATURAL.

I turned on the radio. "Where do you live?" I asked him.

"West meadow lane, 2606." I nodded. "Yeah, I live...next door." I turned down main. A thick silence pervaded the air, save for the blaring of the radio. "Well...um, I guess we should...know more about one another?" I winced as I said it. "Sure." He said, nodding. "Well...I'm Four, and I play football-"

I cut him off. "Well, I knew that. Something not many people know about you." A stormy look crossed his face.

I panicked. "Well, um...maybe I'll go first. I'm Tris, and I have a secret obsession to Oreos, don't you dare tell Christina, she'll never let me live it down, I'm...a runner-"

"I'd say track star."

I blushed, looking put the window. "Your turn." I said softly.

"Well...my name is Four, and...secretly..." His voice dropped low. "I'm taken by my crush."

My face felt like it was on fire. "And the name...?"

"Well, she's really good at track, and she's...beautiful...and...has a secret obsession to Oreos."

My heart jumped into my throat. "She-she sure sounds...amazing."

"Oh yes," He said with a wry smile, "She's fabulous. Come to think of it, she ran straight through football practice today and now...every guy's eye is on her." I stopped in front of the house. "Here we are." It was a whisper.

"Yes..." He whispered back, "here we are."

And then he presses his lips to mine.

Cliffhanger! Thanks all you guys for the inspiration! Ideas, anyone?

Love,

Qwerty