OMG I'm sooooooo sorry I was on vacation so I couldn't update. Ahhh!

Love, Qwerty

Tris P.O.V:

I stalked in front of the window, sweat rolling down my forehead. Tobias came over and put his hands on my shoulders, turning me to face him. "Listen." He said softly. "I know that this is all...new, but I'm sure your parents will be overjoyed that their lonely little daughter has finally hooked up." It took me a moment to realize what he had just said. "Tobias!" I yelled. I grabbed a pillow and smacked him with it. He shielded his head with his hands and we succumbed, laughing, to the floor.

It's funny how fast things between two people can change. I never imagined that I would ever be dating, and if I was, I'd be dating someone like Uriah, or maybe even Zeke, if I was really unlucky. But not in my wildest dreams had I ever thought I'd be dating Four, Tobias, superstar, superjock, and I never thought it would happen in the first week of school. Suddenly my phone rang. A text.

Hey sweetie, we won't get home until tomorrow morning; stuck at the office and the power's out. Sorry, mom.

I swore softly and showed Tobias the message. He crinkled his nose, which in any other situation I'd think was really cute, but then I just typed in some crap cheery reply and flopped on my bed. My phone rang again, but this time it's a call. "Call from one-two-seven-seven-six-five-three, Christina." My phone droned, monotonous. I hate that setting, but I'm too lazy to go into ringtones in settings and change it. I made an ugly face and blew out air in a short frustrated puff, punching in the green, 'answer' button. "Hello?" I channeled my annoyance into my tone.

"Somebody's grouchy." Christina's voice was cracked and static filled in the gaps between her words.

"Where are you?" I asked, annoyed. "And why'd you call me?"

"Sorry!" She said, and the crackling stopped. "I was blow drying my hair with the CrazyWind 500." I rolled my eyes. Makes sense. "I called you because I have a present for you." My eyes widened, surprised. "Really?" I asked, and I'm sure I sounded like a toddler on Christmas. "Is it a CrazyWind 500? Because I don't want that, if it is." She snorted very unladylike. "No, it's not a CrazyWind." Tobias nudged my shoulder, mouthing, who is it? But I didn't understand, and I asked him, "What?" forgetting about the phone call.

"Who is it?" He asked, rolling his eyes.

"Christina." I reply, miming a gun and shooting my temple. He laughed and grabbed a comic book from my shelf. "Hey!" I yelled, dropping the phone on the bed. "That's a DIARY!" He raised his eyebrows and held it above my reach. "You're such a-" I stopped, searching for the right word.

"What?" He laughed. "What am I besides the great and mighty Four? Who's much taller than you, I might add."

"You're a...a, um..." I snapped my fingers. "Butthead. That's what you are. A butthead." He laughed again, asking with a tinge of mockery, "A butthead, huh? Why is that?" I scowled, considering. "You don't respect my personal space."

"Oh, and you do?"

"Yes!" I fired back. "I do." I crossed my arms over my chest. Tobias snorted. "Respect my personal space? Yeah right. You were all over me this morning, your 'I love Four' mode activated."

"Yeah right! You kissed me, remember?" He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "You know, I don't..." Then he grinned wickedly. "But we could relive it, if you want to." I shrugged. "Couldn't do any harm..." He was leaning over me then, and with a swift movement I pressed the end button on my phone, pulling Tobias's mouth down to mine. He put one hand on either side of my head, pressing closer. It was that moment, that shining moment of joy, when Caleb burst into the room. We broke apart.

"Tris! You said he was a friend!"

Oops! She's in big doodoo with Caleb. Love that tension. Anyway, I've got the next chapter planned out, it's really good. Love y'all!

Qwerty.